After another three days, Wang Li, who was sitting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, the corners of his lips picked, and he got up directly and walked out of the cave and came outside.

I saw that at this time, Wen Quan and the group of inner disciples guarding the mine vein were already waiting outside the door with a smile on their faces.

Seeing Wang Li come out, Wen Quan immediately smiled and said, "Senior Brother Wang is so energetic, it seems that he has had a good rest these days!"

Hearing this, Wang Li also smiled lightly and said, "Although this cave house is a little simple, it is finally quiet, senior brother, you should come today for the gambling fight, right?"

"Senior Brother Wang is really like a god, we are here to invite Senior Brother Wang to gamble with the disciples of the True Yang Sect, as soon as they heard me about this, they immediately agreed, it seems that they are more anxious than us, hehe, Senior Brother, let's go and meet them first, let's go!"

Wen Quan smiled, greeted the other inner disciples, and then led everyone to turn around and fly towards the east.

Seeing this, Wang Li immediately flew up and followed, but he thought of something, flew next to Wen Quan, and asked, "Senior Brother Wen, do you know what kind of opponent the disciples of the True Yang Sect will arrange to fight?"

Although Wang Li is confident in this gambling fight, it is very good to know some information about the opponent in advance, so as not to have any accidents and capsize in the gutter.

Wen Quan heard Wang Li's inquiry, thought for a while, and replied: "This, senior brother, I don't know who they will send to fight against you, but junior brother, your cultivation in the early stage of the foundation, they must also send a disciple in the early stage of foundation building to fight against you, and among their disciples in the early stage of foundation building, there is one person with good strength, named Cheng Ji, he has a few good quality spiritual weapons in his hand, it should be this person who fights against you." However, with the strength of the junior brother, the junior brother should be able to win easily."

Hearing this, Wang Li smiled slightly, didn't reply, thought about it, and asked casually: "I don't know how many spirit stones are going to be taken by the senior brothers to press my color head?"

"Huh. Let the junior brother see the joke again, although our senior brothers are very confident in Senior Brother Wang, but we don't have many spirit stones on hand, all the senior brothers have to gather 100,000 spirit stones to press your head, Senior Brother Wang, don't laugh, hehe, we are all pressed on you in this battle." Wen Quan was embarrassed again.

When Wang Li heard this, he sighed slightly in his heart, he didn't expect that this group of senior brothers had really reached the point of exhaustion. Sixteen disciples of the Foundation Building Realm, they have just taken out 100,000 low-level spirit stones, which is already a bit sour, it seems that these ordinary inner disciples do not have a lot of money on hand.

But it's right to think about it, the cultivation resources that a monk has are closely related to his strength, and if a monk's strength is strong, then he must have more cultivation resources. And vice versa.

And Wang Li is extremely strong in his peers because of his own strength, and he has always obtained a large number of cultivation resources with his strong strength. Now he rarely experienced the lack of spirit stones to use, even if he spent all the spirit stones for a while, he could earn them quickly.

He also didn't have much experience of the lack of cultivation resources and the lack of spiritual stones that some weaker monks encountered in their cultivation.

Usually, some monks who are not strong enough and have no cultivation resources are a spirit stone that they can't wait to break into two halves. It takes a month to take so three or five pills to cultivate, and a magic sword spirit sword is scrapped until it is quickly worn out, but it is still reluctant to change it, such a state is the true cultivation portrayal of the vast majority of ordinary monks.

You can imagine this. These ore vein guarding disciples, who were not wealthy in the first place, were so angry about the more than one million spirit stones they lost. It was no wonder that they were so enthusiastic and excited about Wang Li's arrival, and the 100,000 spirit stones in front of them were estimated to be their last spirit stones.

Thinking of this, Wang Li's eyes flashed slightly, and he casually took out a mustard seed bag containing 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones, and handed it to Wen Quandao: "Senior Brother Wen, these spirit stones of mine are my own color heads, help me add them together!"

Seeing this, Wen Quan smiled slightly, reached out to take the mustard seed bag, and said with a smile: "Senior brother also want to press a share?" Okay, I'll see how many spirit stones my junior brother has pressed on himself."

After speaking, Wen Quan condensed his divine sense and probed into the mustard seed bag, but in a blink of an eye, he exclaimed: "Senior brother, you have to press so many spirit stones!" Wen Quan's voice trembled a little, and even the other guards and disciples flying next to him looked over.

When Wang Li heard this, he replied, "What? Is there anything wrong with this?"

"There's nothing wrong, hehe, the junior brother's net worth is really rich, and he threw out the whole 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones casually, compared to the 100,000 spirit stones we took out, it's really ashamed of himself, hehe, if the junior brother wins, he will have to pay for the guys in the True Yang Sect." Wen Quan replied with a surprised expression.

Next, Wang Li and the guards and disciples chatted casually and flew directly towards the place that had been agreed with the disciples of the True Yang Sect.

The spiritual ore vein of the True Yang Sect is located in the east of the Spirit Puppet Sect, and the distance is about two thousand miles, and the gambling place that Wen Quan and the disciples of the True Yang Sect have agreed to fight is located at the central junction of the two spiritual ore veins, the distance is about more than a thousand miles, and with the normal flight speed of the foundation building monks, it can be reached in half a day.

At this time, more than a dozen monks wearing the costumes of the inner disciples of the True Yang Sect were already waiting quietly in the sky above the junction.

Seeing the guarding disciples of the Spirit Puppet Sect coming over, these disciples of the True Yang Sect immediately looked over with a playful expression, as if they were very contemptuous of the disciples of the Spirit Puppet Sect who had lost five games in a row.

However, when they saw Wang Li's robe as a disciple of the Spirit Puppet Sect, their faces immediately sank, as if they were very surprised by Wang Li's arrival.

However, their arrogance of winning five games in a row before was not something that could be suppressed by Wang Li's arrival.

The first one, a muscle-piercing man with the peak cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, immediately raised his eyebrows, looked at Wang Li, and then said in a loud voice: "I said, why do you dare to gamble with us, it turns out that you invited a personal disciple of the Spirit Puppet Sect, hehe, now we want to see how many disciples of the Spirit Puppet Sect can help."

"Hmph, Li Changhui, don't talk nonsense, who do you send to fight? Also, we will press 1.1 million spirit stones this time, do you dare to take it!" Wen Quan also replied loudly with a strong momentum.

When Li Changhui heard this, his eyes suddenly shrank, he didn't expect the disciples of the Spirit Puppet Sect to weigh such a heavy color head, and immediately said loudly: "Pick up! Of course, you are going to send us one million spirit stones this time, how can there be a refusal, hehe, Cheng Ji, you come out to fight!"

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man with a slightly red skin immediately flew out from the side of the disciples of the True Yang Sect, but his face was slightly solemn and bowed to Wang Li: "I, Cheng Ji, have come to fight Daoyou! )