This is the largest gambling game on the four peaks, and it is said to have been opened by a private alliance called Qingshang Pavilion within the Qi Sect, and it has strong financial resources.

Ran Qixi held a storage bag, walked through the crowd, and looked at the gambling board in the middle.

"What are you doing standing here, going aside!" A female monk in the early stage of the foundation building of the Qi Sect glanced coldly at Ran Qixi, who was wearing the clothes of the Dan Sect, with an order in her tone.

"I'm going to bet!" Ran Qixi grabbed the storage bag and replied without timidity.

Ran Qixi felt that her acting skills were not bad, her innocent appearance was like a lady who had sneaked out and had never seen the world, and she would definitely be able to hide it from the people around her.

"This is a special session for the foundation building period, starting with five hundred spirit stones, and the price increase must not be less than one hundred spirit stones, can you afford it, get out of the way!" said the female cultivator of the foundation building period of the Qi Sect said proudly.

"I can afford to gamble, what kind of special session will there be if there are spirit stones!" Ran Qixi competed against each other, raising the storage bag in his hand, not afraid of this foundation-building early stage female cultivator in front of him at all.

After following Han Ming for a long time, Ran Qixi really didn't care about this kind of female cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, she always felt that her uncle pinching this kind of monk to death was as simple as pinching an ant to death.

"Little Qi cultivation period cultivator, dare to speak to me like this, you are looking for death!" The female cultivator of the foundation building period frowned, and shouted coldly, and at the same time waved her sleeve robe, ready to fan Ran Qixi out.

Ran Qixi didn't expect the other party to dare to do it directly, and his face immediately showed a slightly flustered look, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat.

Ran Qixi had a false alarm, the imaginary attack was not close, and it was defused by another force halfway through the flight, and a middle-aged man wearing a headband blocked in front of Ran Qixi, and slowly withdrew his palm.

"Senior Sister Liu, why bother with a small Qi training period, this little girl has a relationship with me, can Senior Sister Liu give a thin face, don't worry about anything with her!" said the middle-aged man with a headband lightly.

"Senior Brother Huang actually knows her!Then since that's the case, I'll spare her this time!" The female cultivator in the foundation building period looked at the middle-aged man with the headband, and slowly withdrew her sleeve robe.

The female cultivator in the foundation building period glanced at Ran Qixi coldly, then withdrew her gaze and continued to turn her head to stare at the gambling board.

"Ugly people make a lot of mistakes!" Ran Qixi stared at the back of the female cultivator in the foundation building period, muttered in his heart, and then smiled on his face, and gently arched his hand to the middle-aged man in front of him: "Thank you seniors for your help!"

"You're not good at setting up a stall, why did you come here!" asked the middle-aged man with a headband turning his head and smiling.

The middle-aged man with this headband was none other than the monk in the foundation building period who bought Ran Qixi's twenty-two dark flowers!

"At the beginning of Dabi, no one bought anything, so I came around and saw for a long time. Ran Qixi replied respectfully.

The middle-aged man with the headband looked at the storage bag that Ran Qixi was holding in his hand, and then looked at the gambling table not far away, as if he remembered something, and said with a slight frown: "The amount of gambling here is relatively large, and it is generally only gambled by monks in the foundation building period, do you really want to gamble?"

"It's okay, I brought a lot of spirit stones this time!" Ran Qixi said firmly as he checked the half-bulging storage bag.

The middle-aged man in the headband seemed to have thought of something, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take you there, otherwise you, a Qi cultivation period cultivator, I'm afraid you will be despised by others!"

"Thank you senior!" Ran Qixi was immediately overjoyed when he heard this, and thanked him directly.

With the middle-aged man of the headband leading the way, Ran Qixi approached the gambling table this time.

"Why is this only the pressure who wins and who loses, there is no limit on the number of moves, or time and time limit, I want to bet on the success of the challenger within ten moves!" Ran Qixi pointed to the gambling board and asked directly, not caring about the surrounding circle of foundation building period monks.

"Where did you come from, ....... you" Before the words of a monk in the foundation building period on the side fell, the next words were directly choked back, because Ran Qixi poured out the storage bag and directly took out more than sixty medium-grade spirit stones, with a bright aura.

The female cultivator in the foundation building period who reprimanded Ran Qixi was even more incredulous at this time, staring at the spirit stone on the stone platform, as if she had been slapped in the face in public, a little Qi cultivation period monk, her net worth was even higher than her, but before the ridiculous, she said that this little monk couldn't afford to gamble!

"Can you limit the number of moves, I want to press all the way, and the challenger will win within ten moves. Ran Qixi pointed to the spirit stone on the stone platform, and he looked like he was not in the world.

Sitting in charge of the gambling game was a fake Dan period monk, he first looked up and down at Ran Qixi, then at the pile of spirit stones, tilted his head and thought about it and said: "Of course you can, I will change the rules for you, and then add a specific odds, the challenger succeeds within ten moves, because it is more special, it will be set at three times, you are satisfied!"

"Satisfied, three times is three times!" Ran Qixi nodded, and directly pushed out a pile of medium-grade spirit stones in front of him.

The surrounding foundation building period monks all looked at Ran Qixi with a smile, feeling that this Qi cultivation period monk was going to lose the bottom this time, and defeated Feng Pu of the Formation Sect in ten moves, but he really dared to think that this blind man of the Dan Sect was not Bai Rui, he could crush Feng Pu, if he could really do it to such an extent, I am afraid that he would have the level of competing for the top three!

Everyone thinks that Danzong has a Bai Rebellion is enough to defy the sky, how can there be a fierce man like Bai Rebellion? Doesn't that mean that Danzong will account for two of the top five this time, and it is even very likely that the top three will appear, and a sect that has not been in the top five for decades will pop up two at once, which is too unrealistic!

"You've figured it out!" the middle-aged man with a headband stood behind Ran Qixi, frowning and asking.

This middle-aged man with a headband brought Ran Qixi in to gamble on spirit stones, just to repay Ran Qixi's favor to save his face, but he didn't expect Ran Qixi to put forward such a condition, and he also pressed sixty-five medium-grade spirit stones at once, and the middle-aged man in the headband felt that he brought Ran Qixi in, but it hurt Ran Qixi!

"Think about it, that's it!" Ran Qi nodded heavily.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man in the headband nodded, and then threw it lightly, throwing out five medium-grade spirit stones, which pressed on the odds of the challenger's ten moves.

The middle-aged man with the headband didn't know why he bet, and he obviously felt that he was bound to lose money, but he was a ghost who made a bet.

"Okay, the fighting method has begun, and I can't go back!" As soon as the monk in the fake Dan stage pinched the magic trick, all the spirit stones on the entire gambling table were shrouded in spiritual light, and the monk on the side could no longer get it.

Han Ming stood on the Doufa platform, holding the Qinghong Sword in one hand, and his spiritual power poked out, covering every corner of the Doufa platform, and in front of him stood Feng Pu.

Feng Pu is very annoyed now, he has always been arrogant, and he has the title of a genius monk in the Formation Sect, but he was almost crushed by the weak Danzong Bai, which made him feel a big loss of face, and before he could come to his senses, another blind man from the Danzong came up to challenge him, which was obviously a naked contempt.

Feng Pu didn't say hello to Han Ming, with a light touch of one hand, he directly released the upwind bag, blowing out a strange wind, and at the same time, the magic trick in his hand was pinched, and five or six giant wind blades appeared out of thin air.

Feng Pu didn't bother to use anything to fight steadily, and he didn't want to lay any formation to besiege Han Ming, he was ready to directly bombard the opponent with a fierce attack, so as to save some face, completely forgetting Yunsheng's advice when he came, and he should go all out to beware of Danzong Baiyi and Han Ming, especially the blind Han Ming.

Han Ming felt that Feng Pu was actually planning to win directly with a sharp attack, and his face was strange, it turned out that he was still thinking about how to force Feng Pu to confront him head-on as soon as possible, and win within ten moves, but he didn't expect Feng Pu to send it to the door himself, compared to the fierceness of the attack means, Jian Xiu has never been afraid of anyone, Lei Xiu is useless, let alone the wind attribute monk!

Feng Pu held a headwind bag on his head, urging more than a dozen giant wind blades to attack directly in front of Han Ming.

Han Ming's green cloud wings spread out, and his speed instantly shot to the maximum, turning into a hazy cyan phantom, rushing left and right between the giant wind blades, rushing towards Feng Pu, leaving a rumbling sound in the air.

"Where to go!" Feng Pu shouted, and with a pinch of the magic trick, those giant wind blades turned around one after another, surrounding Han Ming's whole person.

At the same time, Feng Pu also stepped forward, and the strange wind directly enveloped Han Ming from the headwind bag.

The six wind walls took shape and combined together, enveloping Han Ming in its entirety, and the small wind blades with broken gold and gravel on the surface rotated rapidly, squeezing towards the middle.

Many monks in the Array Sect who knew Feng Pu's upwind bag methods were a surprise, and ordinary monks were covered by headwind bags, but it meant that ninety percent of them had already lost, and the wind attribute monks were there

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