............

A quarter of an hour later, the Stone Forest Pavilion a mile away.

"Oh no, no, no......" A dark-looking Xuan-level disciple in the Stone Forest Pavilion held a feather that glowed red, and screamed at the top of his voice, "Senior Brother Meng's feather card is lit up, I'm afraid it's because the spiritual power has been exhausted, send us a signal for help!"

"So what are you waiting for, hurry up!"

............

In the stone forest, in an inconspicuous corner stone cave, the other members of the Darkwing Clans finally found their captain, but they couldn't believe the scene in front of them-

Yu Xiu, who was at the peak of the four-star rank, was actually played by a person from the seventeenth array of the yellow-level sect domain to play this virtue, and in just a quarter of an hour, he was drained of his spiritual power and fainted and fell to the ground!?

"Where did the soft-mouthed turtle grandson go?"

"Leave him alone for now, hurry up and give Senior Brother Meng a Huishen Pill!"

With the Divine Pill in his stomach, Meng Yin coughed a few times and slowly opened his eyes.

"Senior Brother Meng, this ...... What the hell is going on, how did your spiritual power disappear?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Meng, your aura has dissipated to such an extent, I'm afraid it will take a month of continuous qi refining to fully recover, by the way, what about that guy?"

Meng Yin shook his head with difficulty, and said even more with difficulty: "Hurry up...... Hurry up and ......"

"Hurry?!"

"Hurry up what?"

Meng Yin said hurriedly: "I...... I even injected the spiritual power of the last bite of getting up into the Spirit Pill, I can't walk, are you deaf, hurry up, hurry up and carry me to the Yellow Level Feather Cultivation Plaza......"

Although they were very puzzled by this scene, everyone still survived the stunned and comforted one after another: "Senior Brother Meng's physical condition is worrying, it is best to rest on the spot, regain his luck, and summon the aura into the body is the right way!"

"Yes, the matter of the yellow-level disciple is still grasped by the four of us, senior brother don't worry, let alone rush at this time. ”

Meng Yin coughed so tightly in his chest: "Of course I'm not worried, but before I fell into a coma, I heard the gossip station transmitting the voice, saying that there are bets and games in life and death, and I have to hurry over to win such a game, at least bet on it for 10,000 spirit feathers!"

The crowd was even more confused, thinking that they had misheard: "Clams? There are even gambling and games on the decisive life and death of the board?"

Meng Yin was originally five strong and three thick, but at this time he was like a soft-footed shrimp, he explained with difficulty: "The gossip stone in my feather bag was bought for five hundred spirit feathers, and the gossip platform in the sect is doing such a news business, and the messages are sent in real time, if there is no such thing, the gossip platform will naturally not dare to spread it randomly, otherwise it will smash its own signboard, and the gains outweigh the losses......"

"Well, don't worry, it can't be fake!"

Everyone chimed in: "Since it is the news of the gossip platform, it is naturally true, so in this way, we have to hurry over, otherwise it will be too late to bet and bet, wouldn't it be a loss?"

"Yes, someone came to send Lingyu, if you don't make money, you won't make money, everyone knows about it, it's to rob money, and if it's late, it's a loss......"

"As far as Senior Brother Meng said, I have to bet all my belongings on Wang Yanba......"

"Ahem, what are you muttering about?" Another condensing pill was put into his stomach, and Meng Yin's mental state improved a little, "Do you think that people start the game with money?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly looked around cautiously, but felt that there were no other ear threads around, so he whispered: "Don't say that I didn't take care of you, I personally identified it, that guy is indeed a medicine spirit master, if it is fake, the level of Yu Xiu is not less than four stars, and the information of the Imperial Pavilion is indeed lagging behind ......"

"I even injected the last mouthful of spiritual power into the Spirit Injection Pill, that is, I decided that he could kill Wang Yanba, who killed a thousand swords, and he would definitely be able to repay Senior Brother Yan Nantian's broken wings!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Meng Yin's eyes, and compared to the previous confusion, their faces were full of shock.

It was even more frightened: "So who are you going to bet on...... Talk about Zimo?"

"Shhhhh

Meng Yin smiled bitterly: "I'm not completely sure, at least I think he is hiding very deeply, and seeing that he swears that he doesn't take Wang Yanba seriously, I feel this way, you judge by yourself, don't blame me if you lose......"

"Of course, this game is no more certain than what we thought before, it is already full of variables, small bets on pleasure, big bets on injuries, this time the outcome is unpredictable, you can't bet on all your net worth!"

"Then who is Senior Brother Meng going to take, and how much?"

Meng Yin smiled firmly: "Of course, talk about Zimo, there is no doubt about it, all the net worth!"

Everyone was stunned!

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The topography of the Yellow-level Sect is dominated by flat land in the southwest, north and south, with occasional undulating soothing hills, and only the eastern suburbs are uplifted mountains, which are high and low, and are continuous.

In the extreme east of this yellow-level sect, there is a hundred-zhang high mountain shaped like a cylindrical wooden stick, called Dongzhu Mountain.

The top of the East Stick Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all the year round, and those who don't know it think that this top has touched the boundary of the heavenly court, and the Yellow Stick Palace, which is very strictly enforced, is located on the top of this mountain.

Starting from the swampy dead land in the far west, it will take several hours to reach the foot of the East Stick Mountain.

On the secluded side of the mountain, there is a mist portal.

The rising mist in front of the door reflects the light point of the autumn sun, which is not very dazzling, and it is extremely hazy, which is the exit of the secret path to this place.

Tan Zimo was wearing a plain robe and hurriedly walked out of it.

Taking out the spirit clock from the feather bag again and taking a look, Tan Zimo frowned, and knew in his heart that there were only two quarters of an hour left before the time and the fighting ring between the plough bull and Wang Yanba.

After thinking about it, Tan Zimo looked up at the top of Baizhang, and the maple scenery in the mountains lined the faint worry in the corners of his eyes, and a few pieces of fiery red fell.

This fashion is the middle of autumn, the autumn of the East Stick Mountain is thick, both sides of the mountain road are filled with a thick Xiao Feng atmosphere, indeed, if it is autumn mountaineering, this East Stick Mountain will be a red maple burning as far as the eye can see......

It's just that this East Cane Mountain is not as short as the round and fat West Mountain, if you want to hike the mountain, you have to spend half a day at the earliest.

Tan Zimo has been in the sect for two years and three months, and he is no stranger to the Yellow Cane Palace.

He had been here at least seven or eight times, several times to be brought in by the plough ox to complain, and a few times to drag back the plough ox's horrific cane......

Familiar with it, Tan Zimo walked nearly two hundred meters to the east, and saw the wooden pavilion.

A one-person-high cyan feather is obliquely embedded on the wooden pavilion, and a faint spiritual fire flashes on the green feather, and at the spark, fine smoke curls up.

This pavilion seems to stand on the ground, in fact, it is suspended in the air, floating here, it is a spiritual weapon, because it can only go straight up and down, so it is called the Zhisheng Pavilion, and it is fed ten spirit feathers, so that the disciples who can not fly are exempted from the suffering of mountaineering

I'm so sleepy~~!Let's break it here.,There's another chapter in the afternoon......