Chapter 47 The Gamble Continues

Kiss!

A sound crashing past the edge of the black hole broke the silence of the scene—from the black hole that was about to disappear, a tall, thin, handsome, dashing young man flew out. This person is none other than the Fu Xing of the Imperial Spirit Sword Sect.

As soon as the rune star flew out of the black hole, the black hole disappeared. This is the closure of the Inspiration Zone, cutting off the connection between the Inspiration Zone and the outside world. The next time it opens, it will be three years later.

Fu Xing saved five years of refining time by accidentally harvesting the green light glazed cup and drinking half a mouthful of the glazed glazed cup's raw chū green liquor, and almost missed the time when the door of the Inspiration Zone Enchantment Light Curtain opened, and at the last moment when the gate closed, he came out of the Inspiration Zone through the teleportation array. Thus, the possibility of being trapped in the inspiration zone for three years was avoided.

Looking at Fu Xing, who had returned without danger, Yun Feidie, who had been waiting anxiously, ran to Fu Xing and asked with concern, "Senior brother, why did you come back so late?" ”

"I had an accident on the way back, so I almost didn't catch up." Fu Xing said with some shock, "Senior sister, are you okay?" ”

"Me? It's okay! Yun Feidie smiled and said, "I knew that we would definitely be able to come back safely." ”

"Isn't it? Can this be so certain? Fu Xing replied teasingly.

As they spoke, the two of them came to a mound where the disciples of the Imperial Spirit Sword Sect were.

After nearly three hundred new disciples from the Seven Great Sects of the Hundred Saint Mountain Range went to the Inspiration Zone for seven days of trial, less than one hundred and fifty people were able to come back, and more than half of them were lost. Among them, the Imperial Spirit Sword Sect where Fu Xing is located, except for the leader Lin Jiawei, only eighteen people have returned. And the most powerful Spirit Transformation Martial Sect only came back with more than twenty disciples, which made the leader of the team Elder Guo Leyi's face very ugly.

"I didn't expect that this time, the new disciples of the Seven Great Sects lost so much in the Inspiration Zone, which is really against common sense." Guo Leyi put away his hand and opened the key to the teleportation array to the inspiration zone, and muttered to himself helplessly.

At this time, the leading elders of other sects also collected the keys to open the transmission array, and counted their respective numbers, and also counted the spirit grass collected by the trial disciples and the spirit stones searched.

"Alright, this trial is over, let's all go back to each other!" The Elder Leader of the Transformation Spirit Martial Sect was willing to say to the Elder Leader of the other six major sects, "Let's meet here again in three years!" ”

The leader of the Imperial Spirit Sword Sect, Lin Jiawei, saw that there were only more than twenty disciples who came back from the Spirit Transformation Martial Sect, and then looked at the eighteen disciples of his own sect, plus the more than ten disciples who came back from the Spirit Crossing Gate, the number of people had already surpassed the Spirit Transformation Martial Sect. The previous bet with Guo Leyi naturally has the possibility of winning, and of course he will not let Guo Leyi leave easily.

"Elder Guo, don't worry...... Does our previous gamble still count? Lingavi said with a defiant smile on his lips.

"You...... Do you remember the gamble? Guo Leyi coughed dryly twice, and said a little reluctantly, "This trial is different from the past, I think it's better to talk about it next time!" ”

"Elder Guo, you won't be untrustworthy, will you?" Lingavi asked.

"Yes, Elder Guo, you swore before, but you have to admit defeat in this gamble, you really won't break your promise, right?" At this time, Hu Kaiji, the leader of the Summoning Lingyue Gate, had already played over and said, "Although there are only more than ten disciples left in my Summoning Lingyue Gate, this gamble still counts!" ”

"Brother Lin, Brother Hu, look at what you said, I just felt that this trial had no results, and I forgot for a while that there was still a gamble between us. Besides, what I have said doesn't count? Guo Leyi defended himself, "Let your disciples take out the spirit grass and spirit stones collected in the inspiration zone, and make statistics, I want to see if there are more of your two sects, or more of my Spirit Martial Sect!" ”

"That's pretty much it!" After Lin Jiawei nodded, he said to the disciples behind him, "You quickly take out the spirit grass and spirit stones you have collected. ”

"It seems that this gamble must be full of suspense!" Hu Kaiji nodded, waved his hand, and motioned to the disciples beside him to also start counting the results.

"The disciples of the Spirit Transformation Martial Sect listened to the order and took out the spirit grass and spirit stones you collected in the spirit stone area." As soon as Guo Leyi's voice fell, more than 20 disciples took out the spirit grass and spirit stones from their respective space storage and placed them on the ground.

Just as the three major sects of the Spirit Martial Sect, the Imperial Spirit Sword Sect, and the Spirit Beast Sect were gambling on the game, the leaders of the other four major sects, Ruan Jingyi, the elder of the Spirit Summoning Fu Sect, Gao Zhuo, the elder of the Transcendent Spirit Sect, Mo Tianzhen, the elder of the Psychic Rhino Sect, and He Ren, the elder of the Spirit Beast Sect, took their respective disciples and set off one after another to return to their respective sects.

Fu Xing couldn't help but cast his gaze in the direction where the disciples of the Psychic Rhino Sect were, and saw more than a dozen disciples standing around Wang Feifan, who was dressed in white brocade and wearing a light veil, and Mo Tianzhen, the leader of the group. Wang Feifan seemed to be talking to Mo Tianzhen, and after looking at Fu Xing's side intentionally or unintentionally, he quickly turned his head away.

At this time, the distance between Fu Xing and Wang Feifan was more than forty zhang, and it was not clear to see Wang Feifan's true expression. And Fu Xing's heart was full of reluctance and concern, but Wang Feifan had no intention of making eye contact with him.

After a while, Wang Feifan and Mo Tianzhen led the disciples of the Psychic Rhino Sect to jump onto a flying boat, and with a swish, they flew away quickly, without even looking back.

"Alas......" Fu Xing sighed in his heart, with mixed tastes, and could only look at the arc track of a flying boat flying in the distant sky.

"Fu Xing, it's your turn to show the spirit grass and spirit stones!" The voice of the leader of the Imperial Spirit Sword Sect, Lin Jiawei, brought Fu Xing back to the gambling scene.

"Oh......" Fu Xing responded, and hurriedly took out eleven hundred-year-old spirit grasses, five two-hundred-year-old spirit grasses, and one thousand-year-old spirit grass from the space storage bag. As for the high-grade spirit stone and some alligator demon pills, leopard bear bile, and purple licorice used to refine the spirit rice paper, they were not taken out.

There are many secrets in Fu Xing's space storage bag, there are a certain number of cheats, and there are also glass cups that can produce raw green liquor. Although these things were harvested during this Spirit Stone Zone trial, they would never be taken out easily.

"Eleven Centennial Grasses, Five Centennial Grasses, and One Millennial Spirit Grass......" Lin Jiawei looked at what Fu Xing took out, and he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, and almost dropped his jaw in shock. Two hundred years of spirit grass alone is already good, not to mention the collection of a thousand years of spirit grass, that's enough.

"Fu Xing...... You...... What kind of good luck did you have to collect so many high-quality spirit grasses at once? Lingavi said in a trembling voice.

"Back to Uncle Lin, the disciple happened to go to the core area, and he was fortunate enough to collect these spirit grasses, hoping to live up to the expectations of the sect!" Fu Xing said modestly.

"You know what? You've got a long face for our Spirit Sword Sect! Lin Jiawei's eyes lit up green, and he took the thousand-year-old spirit grass in his hand, and said lovingly.

"Thank you Uncle Lin for cultivating!" Fu Xing hurriedly bowed down and clenched his fists in response, "This is an obligation that a disciple should fulfill. ”