If you win, you will get 8,000 spirit stones! If you lose, it doesn't matter, isn't it just a matter of one sentence, even if Wang Ming knows, there will be no blame.

A sure-fire deal.

Niu Buli suddenly felt that Jiang Ping's level was too high! He had been a little deacon for many years before he could accumulate some wealth, but compared to Jiang Ping's level, it was not half a star.

If the monks who participated in the gambling on the scene knew that they had worked hard to put together eight thousand spirit stones and only bet with Jiang Ping with a word that was not boundary, I don't know if it would turn the world upside down.

Jiang Ping was also in distress at this time, he couldn't think of any way to increase the strength of the god now, and if he couldn't improve it, he would lose the bet!

"That's right, pink elixir!" Jiang Ping remembered something, took out a small white jade bottle from the storage bag, and poured out a small pink elixir, Jiang Ping stared at the elixir in a daze, he thought of it on a whim, but he knew that he didn't know the specific use of the elixir.

If the effect of the medicine is the same as last time, then it can only increase the divine sense, but not the divine body!

"No, the divine consciousness is the derivation of the gods, the divine consciousness is an invisible thing, and the gods are also invisible, but the monk has a way to make the gods strong before they have a divine body, it is impossible to only increase the divine consciousness and the gods do not change, is it ......?"

Jiang Ping pondered it carefully and determined a conjecture, that is, the part that could increase the divine body had been absorbed by the black and white balls, and the Danfang refining method spit out by the pill was fused with the god, which only enhanced his divine sense.

The divine consciousness has been strengthened but the god has not changed much, and it is inevitable that the tail will not fall, and the strength is not obvious now, if it is a long time ago, I am afraid that something will happen.

After thinking about it again and again, Jiang Ping made a perfect plan!

Divide the pill into ten parts, take one part first, if the effect is too strong, the energy will be absorbed by the black and white balls, so that there will be no possibility that the energy is too strong to burst into your body.

The high-level elixir has great energy, and there is not much difference between ordinary monks taking poison and taking it, and the violent energy easily destroys the meridians and turns into countless blood clots, without even the slightest chance of surviving.

But Jiang Ping is different from others, he has a huge 'Big Stomach King' in his body, and the medicinal power that the divine body cannot absorb can completely channel the medicinal power to the black and white ball, just like the last pink pill, there will be no waves.

However, if the pill is divided into ten parts, will there still be any pills to spit out? This is where Jiang Ping is depressed, and he has never been able to make a decision, will the pills in the pills be dismantled and destroyed, will the gains outweigh the losses?

These two pills were easy to obtain, and if they were valued so much, the heart lost something. A person's life needs to be willing, and if he is not reluctant, it will be difficult to get it again, not to mention, the same kind of pill, the possibility of spitting out the pill is very great, why not gamble!

With a decision in his heart, Jiang Ping did not hesitate any longer, carefully divided the pill in his hand into ten parts, took out one and put it in his mouth.

"Whew!"

In an instant, the elixir in his mouth melted, Jiang Ping hurriedly collected it into his body to run the exercises, and the endless medicinal power was operated through the exercises, and without waiting for the operation to reach the lower dantian, the soul and spirit directly dispatched to absorb the medicinal power and mix it into the divine body.

"Bobo ......"

The majestic medicinal power poured into the divine body, the divine body was like a huge piece of sand, and the medicinal power was absorbed here, but the sand was too limited, and only sixty percent of the medicinal power was absorbed anymore.

In the endless dantian sea, the aura floats in the sky above the dantian sea, which is the spiritual aura obtained by Jiang Ping's operation of Xiao Zhou Tiangong, and below the dantian sea is the place where the black and white balls are located.

The black and white ball seemed to feel Jiang Ping's intention, and several vortices rose from the surface of the black and white ball, roaring like a giant dragon, rolling up the majestic medicinal power and sucking it into the black and white sphere. The surface of the black and white ball glowed with a white light, and there was no movement between a few breaths, as if all the medicinal power had been exhausted.

Jiang Ping was dumbfounded, and his mouth couldn't help himself.

"My divine body seems to be blown up by a fat man, my stomach is bulging by the power of medicine, I don't know how much time it will take to absorb the power of medicine, the black and white ball is poured, swallow the power of medicine in one gulp, without hiccups, and look like I can't get enough. ”

In desperation, Jiang Ping had to slowly use the absorption of the medicinal power by the divine body to consume the medicinal power.

It was a long-term process that lasted three hours!

The monks outside had been waiting for six hours, and now the sun had set, and March had risen, and all the monks were in the white moonlight sprinkled by the moonlight.

Fortunately, the monk's patience was much better than that of ordinary people, so he did not leave.

Niu Buli has already left, he is the master of a peak, there are big and small things to deal with by him, the outer disciples he ordered can only be temporary, but not for a long time, if someone with bad intentions sues the management of Qingshimen, he is not very easy to do.

Niu ignored and left, and Tang Jing couldn't leave. Anyway, Tang Jing is also the same senior brother of Jiang Ping and Jiang Tong, and he is from the same ancestor, if he leaves, Jiang Ping will not even have anyone who can speak.

"Senior Uncle Luo, this Senior Brother Jiang Ping has been on the Divine Refining Road for six hours, and he is still on the twentieth floor, so he should be able to sentence Senior Brother Jiang Ping to lose. A monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks suddenly came to Luo Jun and asked for instructions.

Luo Jun, who was sitting on the stone, opened his eyes, looked at this person, and said with a smile: "Hou Yueming, can you make an appointment with him?"

Hou Yueming frowned slightly, not understanding why Luo Jun asked like this, could it be that Uncle Luo was facing Jiang Ping? ”

"That's it, since you didn't make an appointment with others, and he was also the first time to climb the Refining God Road, and he was not kicked out of the Refining God Road, as a notary in the middle, what reason do you think I can judge Jiang Ping to lose the bet?"

"But he can't just stay in the Divine Refining Road and not come out, in case he cultivates on the Divine Refining Road and becomes a foundation building stage cultivator and climbs a thousand floors in one go, then won't we lose?" Hou Yueming said unpleasantly, with a grievance in his mouth, but he couldn't help but slander in his heart, just an intermediate witness, he had the right to judge Jiang Ping to lose the bet, even if there was no agreed time, but he couldn't let everyone wait stupidly.

Luo Jun glanced at the ranking stone, the straight path was interesting and interesting, and he looked like a master. Then he said to the monks: "You may have someone to participate in other bets of the competition, I don't care, I just care that you bet eight thousand spirit stones with him, you have not agreed on a time limit, so the first climb shall prevail, as long as the refining god road does not kick Jiang Ping out, where he climbs is which step, if you have the strength, you can also learn from him, you can stay in the refining god road for so long!"

He said it in a high-sounding manner, but he also had his own little Jiujiu in his heart, "If I say this, it should be able to eliminate Wang Ming's suspicion of me, I have always been looking forward to your good apprentice!"

"Hou Yueming, can you stay on each step for a stick of incense?" Luo Jun looked at him disdainfully, and smiled at the chief monk: "Since waiting is also waiting, if you are interested, I will tell you about this path of refining the gods, how about it?"

The monks were not happy at first, but when they heard this, they were immediately happy, after all, there were some contents that the master might not be able to understand all, and there were foundation building monks who could share their cultivation experience, which was something that could not be desired.

"Uncle Xie Luo. The monks bowed in thanks.

"Okay, let's start with the origin of the Refining God Road, who knows why the Refining God Road is called 'Refining God'?" Luo Jun sat cross-legged on the stone, flicked his sleeves, and asked.

"Isn't it to raise the strength of the gods?" a young monk asked in a low voice

"Yes, it's God Refining, what do you say you will encounter on the way to God Refining?" Luo Jun asked again.

This kind of sermon in the form of questions and answers is very popular among the monks, so that they can ask the monks about their cultivation questions, which will help their own cultivation.

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"Brother Hua, don't you think Uncle Luo is deliberately biased towards Jiang Ping?" Monk Jingyu saw that Luo Jun and the monks had questions and answers, and couldn't help but ask Hua Niu depressedly, Hua Niu was a powerful qi refiner who could count the monks present, and he was also one of the initiators of the bet.

Hua Niu was slightly stunned, and immediately understood what Jing Yu was thinking, he didn't want to come out like this, and frowned: "So what, Uncle Luo was also personally invited by you, and has nothing to do with Jiang Ping, what else can you say?"

"However, obviously Uncle Luo is unfair, although we have not agreed on a time with Jiang Ping, but time has passed for so long, even if Jiang Ping cannot be judged to lose, Uncle Luo can also be limited to a certain time, otherwise Jiang Ping will lose the game, it will be easy for him. As soon as he thought that Luo Jun was his favorite to be a notary, he was depressed, otherwise he couldn't help but guess that Luo Jun and Jiang Ping had old intentions of favoritism.