"Meet Mr. Water Mirror."

"Mr. Shuijing is well."

Mr. Shui Jing was dressed in a light blue Confucian robe, and he easily entered the attic as if he were enjoying the flowers.

The people present, whether they were princes and generals, or the gods and saints of the Great Sect, all took the initiative to step forward and greet respectfully.

The first man under the saint!

The combat power is not inferior to that of a saint, and no one dares to slack off such a strong man.

A handsome man came to the front, first bowed and saluted, and then said respectfully: "Disciple Li Chun of the Tang royal family, I have seen Mr. The disciple had the privilege of listening to Mr. Chen's sermon and had a lot of insights. ”

Beside him, stood a man with a rugged face and a burly build.

But I saw that his skin was dark as if it was made of cold iron, and it was indestructible.

His voice was thunderous and majestic.

"Disciple Zhang Guohu Yanshuo, who has studied at White Horse Academy for many years and has met the dean."

Everyone stepped forward one after another, either to introduce themselves or to take the initiative to say hello.

"Everyone is well."

"Li Chun, yes, a good seedling."

"Hu Yanshuo, you were studying at White Horse Academy back then, but you secretly drank the wine collected by the old man. Back then, you promised to return two bottles to the old man in the future, and the old man let you go. But decades have passed now, why haven't you returned the wine? ”

Mr. Shui Jing responded with a smile one by one, gentle and calm, without any arrogance.

Pursuing Hu Yanshuo's sin of negligence, but it was mostly funny.

This made everyone laugh.

"Good boy, you even stole Mr.'s wine back then."

"It's simply sir, if you change your father, I'm afraid I won't kill you on the spot."

"Brother Huyan stole Mr.'s wine and promised to return it, but he hasn't returned it so far, which is a bit unreasonable."

The crowd was joking, ridiculing, or blaming.

Hu Yanshuo's dark face was slightly red, and his eyes were full of embarrassment like copper bells, and he begged for mercy: "Sir, it's not that we Hu Yanshuo doesn't talk much, it's really that the wine you collect is too difficult to find." We asked people to search all over the world, and finally according to the information left on the wine bottle, we found that the restaurant had ceased to dry more than 900 years ago. ”

"But it's not a good wine, it's just an ordinary sweet potato roast. Why don't we change two bottles of immortal wine for you, which is guaranteed to be the best immortal wine in the world. ”

"That's not good, you stole the old man's sweet potato roast, so naturally you have to return the old man two bottles of the same sweet potato roast."

Mr. Shuijing kept a straight face and pretended to be angry: "Although that sweet potato roast is the most ordinary wine, it is the old man's favorite." ”

"Oh, sir, if you want immortal wine. Even if the restaurant is gone, more than 900 years have passed, and collectors should still be found. But that's just ordinary sweet potato roast, and ordinary people who would keep such a drink for nearly a thousand years. We can't fulfill your request. ”

Hu Yanshuo was aggrieved and could only beg for mercy.

He didn't mean not to return it, but that thing was too ordinary.

Ordinary to the point that anyone would save it for a thousand years.

It's not that there are no other places to make sweet potato roast, but Hu Yanshuo has been looking for a long time, and none of them have that taste.

He knew that Mr. Shui Jing was picky in this regard, and the taste was not good at the slightest, let alone so much worse.

"How can this be, you are secretly drinking the old man's sweet potato roast, how can the old man ask for your immortal wine. If it is said that it is sweet potato roast, it has to be sweet potato roast. ”

Mr. Shui Jing refused, and there was no room for turnaround.

His stubborn appearance made everyone laugh.

"Sir, sweet potato roast is just an ordinary drink, why do you collect such an ordinary drink?"

Someone asked curiously.

"When people are old, they like to miss the past, where there are so many whys."

Mr. Shui Jing smiled calmly.

Uninhibited.

Naturally, there are reasons.

More than 4,000 years ago, Mr. Shui Jing was born in Xiangyun City.

At that time, the city-states were fighting, the tribes were fighting, the kingdom was in chaos, and the people were struggling to make a living.

Sweet potato roast was the first time he drank alcohol.

This is the custom of Xiangyun City.

Men are fifteen years of age.

When you reach adulthood, you drink sweet potato roast, and if you can drink a jar without pouring it, you will be regarded as a hero and praised by people.

That day was Mr. Mizugyo's coming-of-age ceremony.

He can't drink much.

Don't talk about a jar, just drink two bowls, your eyes are already confused, and you can't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

Because of this, he was ridiculed by relatives and friends, and was chased and beaten by his father.

In a daze, he stumbled into the dense forest outside the city, and finally passed out in the dense forest.

Also on that day, Xiangyun City was attacked by the enemy, and all the people in the city were slaughtered. When Mr. Shui Jing woke up and returned to Xiangyun City, all he saw was the burning city. He braved the scorching flames of a volcano and rushed home, but there was no longer a laughing relative, nor a stinky dad, who was angry because he couldn't drink.

Only the flames, and the corpses all over the ground!

From then on, he drank only one type of wine.

Sweet potato roast.

This is a kind of liquor brewed with sweet potatoes and mixed grains, the taste is slightly bitter, and the entrance is like a fire, so it is called sweet potato roast.

Because of its low price, it is usually only consumed by untouchables.

——

"Mr. Water Mirror is here!?"

Hearing the news of Mr. Shui Jing's arrival outside, Zhao Gou and Gao Wei all showed surprise.

Although Mr. Shui Jing attends almost every strange stone meeting, most of them are private with old friends.

It's not often that you see this kind of thing in public today.

Several people didn't dare to slack off, and they went to meet Mr. Shui Jing.

Zhao Hede deliberately took a step slower, glanced at the backs of a few people leaving, and turned to look at Liu Xian, slightly worried.

She whispered, "Mr. Water Mirror doesn't usually appear here, isn't he for"

Although he did not speak, the meaning of his words could not be more obvious.

Liu Xian smiled casually: "Yes or no, what does it matter?" ”

Zhao Hede secretly glanced at Liu Xian, becoming more and more worried.

Mr. Shui Jing is the first person under the saint, and he has the strength to rival the saint. He is also the nameless disciple of the leader of the Rite Sect, and one of the biggest opponents of the Daomen.

Liu Xian will soon preach in Shaking Light City, if he encounters a strong person like Mr. Shui Jing to obstruct the way.

In Zhao Hede's view, it is also more auspicious.

"Let's go, let's go meet this Mr. Water Mirror too."

Liu Xian is not a fool, he can see Zhao Hede's worries, but he really doesn't care about Mr. Shuijing's threat.

As for the purpose of the water mirror, Liu Xian is almost certain that it is related to himself.

And in fact, the water mirror is here because of Liu Xian!

The circle of gambling stones is not large.

Once someone opens a magic treasure, it will inevitably cause a sensation in the entire circle soon.

With Mr. Shui Jing's identity and strength, he easily found out the gambling stone bosses who could not have appeared in Tianxin Pavilion that day, and ruled out a large number of targets. And at a high-end banquet like the Strange Stone Club, an unfamiliar guest is very conspicuous.

It was through such a simple investigation method that he found Liu Xian.

An unfamiliar visitor who first appeared at the Stone Club.

Liu Xian stood at the carved railing on the second floor, looking at Mr. Shui Jing below with great interest.

This was the first time he had met Mr. Shui Jing.

A very elegant person.

Also very accommodating.

There is no arrogance on the shelf.

Mr. Shui Jing noticed Liu Xian's undisguised gaze and looked sideways.

The eyes are facing each other.

His pupils tightened slightly, revealing confusion and shock.

Strong!

Mighty beyond comprehension.

As deep as the starry sky.

That unfathomable feeling, he had only seen in his master's master, Nameless.

In contrast, whether it is the Emperor of Heaven or the Emperor of God, although it is powerful, it is not impossible to see through and understand. He is confident that he does not dare to say that he will win with his own strength, but it is not impossible to fight.

And when he faced Liu Xian, he could clearly feel powerless!

This is a strong man who is worthy of the master!

Mr. Shui Jing was secretly frightened, and he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Master has been sanctified for thousands of years, and he is the first strong man of the human race to become holy. Thousands of years of accumulation, as well as the offerings of all beings in the world, have led to today's cultivation realm.

Who is this person, and why does he have such cultivation?

Could it be the one from the Daomen?

But didn't the Daomen just make a grand wish, and he hadn't made a vow to heaven and earth, and the holy position was unstable, so it shouldn't be possible to have such a realm?

However, the Dao Sect Sect Leader appeared inexplicably, which was puzzling.

Isn't it

The head of the Dao Sect is the ancient gods!

Mr. Shui Jing frowned secretly.

The disappearance of the gods is still a secret. No one knows why the glorious gods suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only many ruins.

In his previous research, Mr. Shui Jing also made some unusual discoveries.

The gods may disappear, but they are not destroyed.

There are also a huge number of gods who may have left this world!

I went, a place that was not recorded.

But he has no clear evidence.

Until not long ago, Mr. Shuijing's words made Mr. Shui Jing confirm this matter.

The gods may be gone, but they are not completely destroyed.

In other words, some of the gods have really become a cloud of history as they are seen now.

But there are still a considerable number of gods who have not fallen, but have left this world!

I don't know why.

The purpose is unknown.

But one thing is for sure.

They will be back.

Will come back too.

Perhaps, they have returned.

Mr. Shui Jing looked at Liu Xian directly, his expression extremely solemn.

Although Liu Xian's identity is not certain at the moment, he can at least be sure of one thing. On the day Liu Xian was born, he appeared in Tianxin Pavilion!

The aura that remained in front of the courtyard of Tianxin Pavilion that day, as well as deep into the courtyard, was exactly the same as his breath.

He looked up at Liu Xian and smiled, "This son is very strange. ”

"Coincidentally, I think you're also a stranger."

Liu Xian stood by the railing, looked down at Mr. Shuijing, and teased with a smile.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned.

Who is this person, who dares to tease and tease Mr. Shui Jing.

"Haha, reasonable, reasonable. If I look at the son as if I haven't seen it, the son looks at me as I am. ”

Mr. Shui Jing was not annoyed, but laughed heartily.

He stroked his long beard, changed his words suddenly, and said solemnly: "I don't know how I should call Gongzi, the head of the Taoist sect, or the ancient gods?" ”

Mr. Shuijing's tone was calm, but a little tough.

No matter what Da Luo Tian's purpose was, he would never allow anyone, any god, to harm the human race in the slightest!

"Huh."

Liu Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help laughing.

Ancient gods.

Liu Xian replied casually: "Feel free." ”

In the distant past, there were indeed some beings who regarded him as a god.

But that was a long, long time ago.

And those creatures are long gone.

Everyone was still puzzled, but when they heard Liu Xian's admission, they immediately exploded.

They looked at Liu Xian in amazement, shocked.

"What, is he Daomen Liu Xian, or an ancient god?"

"Hey, I said how I felt like he was a little familiar before, as if I had seen him somewhere, but I couldn't remember. It turned out that he was Liu Xian, the head of the Taoist sect to teach Liu Xian. ”

"It turns out that Liu Xian, the head of the Dao Sect, turned out to be an ancient god, no wonder no one had ever heard of this person before he was born."

"It's actually an ancient god, doesn't it mean that all the ancient gods have fallen?"

"Idiot, who said that all the ancient gods have fallen, you forgot that the Heavenly Dao Sect also imprisoned some ancient gods."

There was a lot of talking, and some people were nervous.

In the Age of the Gods, the human race was not the overlord of heaven and earth, but only a member of countless races.

An insignificant member.

It was still in the Middle Ages, that is, between 6,000 and 3,500 years ago, that human beings slowly rose and drove other races out of Shenzhou to become overlords.

However, even though humanity is now the overlord of this continent, it is still afraid of the gods who once ruled the world.

Many practitioners worry about what to do if one day the gods reappear, just as they suddenly disappeared, and suddenly come down.

At that time, will the status of the human race still be the same as it is now?

", Liu Xian, he's Liu Xian."

Gao Wei's eyes widened like copper bells, and he looked at Liu Xian and let out a burst of exclamations.

He couldn't imagine that the person who was laughing with him would be the head of the Dao Sect who had been in the limelight recently.

Zhao Gou was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

When chatting with Liu Xian before, he found that Liu Xian's concept was very similar to the Daomen, which had been in the limelight recently.

It's just that he didn't think much about it at the time, after all, the head of the Dao Sect was about to come to Shake Light City to preach, and he should be in the Dao Gate at this time, adjusting his state, how could he hang out here.

"It turned out to be him."

Zhao Yingluo's beautiful eyes were bright, her red lips opened lightly, and she was very surprised.

Only Feng Xiaolian had such an expression.

She had guessed before, but there was no evidence.

Mr. Shui Jing sighed secretly.

That's what he's afraid of.

Ancient gods!

The signal of Da Luo Tian!

It made him have to think about it.

After a short silence, Mr. Shui Jing said solemnly: "I have heard the name of the master for a long time, and it is also fate to meet here today. The old man wants to make a bet with Liu Zhangjiao, but he doesn't know what Zhangjiao wants. ”

"Oh, take a gamble."

Liu Xian elongated his voice with a smile, his expression playful.

He wanted to know what Mr. Shui Jing was selling.

"Yes, take a gamble."

"Just bet on an artifact that the master got not long ago."

Mr. Shui Jing did not intend to hide his purpose, and directly clarified the goal.

Book from heaven!

That volume of heavenly books that may attract Da Luo Tian!

His eyes were like torches, looking directly at Liu Xian.

Regardless of whether Liu Xian was a person from Da Luo Tian or not, he couldn't tolerate that divine thing that might attract Da Luo Tian to fall outside!

Such dangerous goods must be controlled.

"But, but Sir should know the value of that thing, and I don't know what he is willing to put on a bet."

Liu Xian thought a little and responded quickly.

At this time, he is about to preach, and if he can defeat Mr. Shuijing, it can greatly enhance the prestige of the Daomen. After all, this is the first person who is known as a saint, and a peerless powerhouse comparable to a saint.

At the same time, he also wanted to understand the means of the first person under the saint.

"Book from heaven."

"My White Horse Academy has a collection of three volumes of Heavenly Books, and if Childe wins, these three volumes of Heavenly Books will all belong to Childe."

Mr. Shui Jing looked solemn.

Three volumes of the Book of Heaven is not a small number.

Since ancient times, the number of heavenly books that have been born is not uncommon. But the times have changed, things are not people, and there are very few books that can survive.

The three volumes of the White Horse Academy are still the accumulation of thousands of years by Mr. Shuijing.

"The Book of Heaven is good, but it doesn't mean anything to me."

Liu Xian sneered.

The Book of Heaven is what he threw out casually back then, what is the use of this thing.

"But since the gentleman wants to gamble, I can't say it if I don't accompany him. But the stakes have to be changed, I want all the books on refining weapons in the White Horse Academy. ”

"What do you think, sir?"

"Yes."

Although Mr. Shui Jing was puzzled, as long as he could get Liu Xian to agree, there would be no problem.

When Liu Xian heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

He likes to be cheerful.

Although I don't know how many refining books there are in the White Horse Academy, the accumulation of thousands of years in a holy place is definitely a rich treasure trove.

If the Daomen can get this, the speed of opening a new era will become faster.

Liu Xian said: "I don't know how Mr. wants to gamble?" ”

"The teaching and preaching is imminent, and if you compete with your supernatural powers at this time, I am afraid that I don't know how long it will take to determine the winner. When you and I meet here today, it is better to settle the victory by gambling stones. You and I each find three sacred stones, and the value of the items opened will determine the winner. ”

Mr. Shui Jing said calmly.

In terms of supernatural powers, he did not have the confidence to defeat Liu Xian.

But gambling stones are different.

The Divine Stone is a special product of the fall of the gods and the wonderful fusion of heaven and earth. Even the Supreme Saint would not be able to peek inside the Divine Stone.

Everyone fights for technology.

It's the foundation.

It is the understanding of the sacred stone.

And these, Mr. Shui Jing is full of confidence.

As a veteran player of the Divine Stone for thousands of years, his achievements in gambling on the stone can be called invincible.

"Yes."

Liu Xian readily agreed.

Although he doesn't know how to gamble on stones, he can see the things inside the divine stone!

The two got each other's answers, and immediately signed a contract with the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao Contract is the most severe contract.

The two sides will agree to go to the Heavenly Dao, with the divine thought as the guide and the Heavenly Dao as the evidence.

No one shall violate the agreement.

Once it is violated, it will inevitably be devoured by heaven and earth, and life is better than death.

And when Liu Xian and Mr. Shui Jing made an agreement, the news of the gambling fight between the two spread almost all over the world at the speed of a tsunami, causing a lot of discussion in the world.

In Skynet, it exploded even more.

[Shocked, Daomen Sect Leader Liu Xian and Mr. Shuijing made an appointment to shake the light city. 】

[Surprise, the Rite Sect declares war on the Daomen! ] 】

[The bet is placed, the head of the Daomen loses one and loses one, and Mr. Shui Jing wins three and loses one. 】

The major gambling games have taken the opportunity to open the market, taking the victory and defeat of the two as the game, and inviting gamblers from all over the world to participate.

The shopkeeper of the Strange Stone Garden was even more interesting, and after learning what had happened, he immediately realized that this was a great opportunity.

A good opportunity to expand the popularity of Strange Stone Garden and expand its business.

In the past, although gambling stones were lively, they were only circulated in a small circle. But at present, the eldest disciple of the Rite Sect, the first person under the sage, Mr. Shui Jing, the head of the White Horse Academy, made an appointment to fight the new sage Liu Xian, and decided the winner with a gambling stone.

What kind of concept is this?

The saints all recognize the gambling stone, and the winner must be compared with the gambling stone!

What else do you see, hurry up and gamble with the saints.

In order to obtain the consent of the two, the shopkeeper of Qishiyuan also made a bloody investment.

Liu Xian and Mr. Shui Jing all the consumption of this competition is counted on the strange stone garden, and the treasure of the divine stone belongs to Liu Xian and Mr. Shui Jing themselves.

The top-notch divine stones are often millions of heavenly gold, and some of the top divine stones are as high as tens of millions.

This cost is not small.

Liu Xian and Mr. Shui Jing naturally have no reason to refuse.

After getting the consent of the two, the shopkeeper of Qishiyuan was overjoyed and started the live broadcast.

Live streaming matches in the summer to nine cities at the same time!

Certainly not free.

If you want to watch the game, you have to pay for it.

100 days of gold per person.

One hundred heavenly gold is not a small amount, but it is not a lot of money for cultivators who can come to the Heavenly Ruins.

A hundred days of gold can see a saint-level duel, this money is too worthwhile.

Not long after the news broke, the number of cultivators scheduled for live streaming had already exceeded 100 million!

Of course, Liu Xian and Mr. Shui Jing each shared forty and a half percent of the money, and Qishiyuan only took one percent.

PS: Sorry, Carvin.

(End of chapter)