Cultivation of Immortality

Two spiritual treasures suddenly came out from Zixiao Palace, which meant that Wuzhen Sect had to produce another one. If this continues, the Jingbao Conference will be changed into a treasure competition conference. Quan Mao hurriedly handed over Zhongyin’s piece. Lingbao retreated, waving his hands and saying, "That's it, that's it! Let's wait until Jingbao finishes the gambling today. I have responsibilities. Please don't embarrass me, and don't make things bigger again. Okay, I will keep these treasures for now, and I can also be the notarizer of this bet, but you have to give me face and stop betting here."

Although Xun Yi was a little unwilling to do so, Quan Mao got to the point where he couldn't be bothered anymore, so he handed over his hands and said, "I respectfully respect senior brother's instructions, but I think we should replace Senior Brother Yanfa's treasure with a bell." The one from Master Yin's nephew is the best, otherwise our side will be at a huge disadvantage. "The value of Yanfa's spiritual treasure is much higher than that of Zhongyin. Naturally, Xunyi cares about this because he wants to leave this advantage to Zhongyin. Fa had been silent in helping Zixiao Palace, which made him a little dissatisfied. However, it was rare for a junior like Zhong Yin to dare to take decisive action at a critical moment.

In terms of the value of the treasures offered by both parties, Zixiao Palace's side is far higher than that of Wuzhen Sect. Xunyi's request is not excessive. Quan Mao's return of Zhongyin's treasure just now was not due to the value of the treasure. The reason is that Zhong Yin is a junior, and Zhong Yin will definitely not dare to talk nonsense after giving away his treasure, so as to avoid further trouble.

After listening to Xun Yi's request, Quan Mao complied without saying a word. He was now afraid of this Seventh Immortal Lord. This little guy was so fierce and capable of tormenting him. A good Jingbao Conference was almost defeated by him. It turned into a gambling convention, so he had to secretly feel lucky. Fortunately, it was Fairy Zhixia who accompanied this young master today. If it was Little Demon Lord, it would be unimaginable what kind of trouble it would get into today.

As the seventh treasure of the Jingbao Conference was brought into the arena, Xunyi calmed down. He sat there motionless with his back hunched over, his eyes staring at the futon in front of him and blinking non-stop. No longer paying attention to what treasures are being sold in the venue, it seems that he is starting to worry about the outcome of the gamble. Mo Hui on the opposite side was not much stronger than Xun Yi. Although his eyes were looking at the field, their eyes were dull.

He is not the only one who is absent-minded about Jing Bao. Everyone who is close to the two factions, Zixiao Palace and Wuzhen Sect, is feeling uneasy at the moment, because once the two factions start a war, they will definitely be destroyed. Being involved in it, some people could no longer sit still, so they left the table and went back to the teacher's gate to report the news.

The next treasure hunt ended quickly in a calm and dull atmosphere. All ten treasures today were bought.

When the last treasure was bought, everyone held their breath, and the dull atmosphere immediately became tense.

In fact, the boredom just now is just the feeling of most people. The great monks from all sides have not been idle. Many sects in neutral positions are constantly using their spiritual thoughts to persuade Zhixia and Mo Guang to cancel the next bet. However, this is obviously It's all in vain, things have reached this point and are irreversible. Mo Guang cannot retreat, and Zhi Xia refuses to retreat!

Zhixia endured it very hard. Firstly, she was holding back her laughter, because the pitiful way Xunyi pretended to worry about gains and losses seemed too funny to her. Secondly, she was holding back her itch, before Xunyi raised the price with Mo Hui. She secretly conveyed her spiritual thoughts and told her with certainty that only seven of the ten thousand cocoons could produce the best silk. She had no doubts about Xun Yi's ability. This guy only judged the quality of the cocoons by looking at the intensity of their light. That's fine, it's too simple. No matter how much wealth you have, you can't lose by betting on cocoons with Xun Yi, so she also wishes she could

It would be better to raise the stakes even more, but this should not be done too obviously, otherwise it would arouse suspicion. Xunyi had already worked very hard, and she had done well enough. No matter how anxious she was, she had no choice but to endure it. .

Yuehong didn't know when her body began to tremble involuntarily. She couldn't say how scared she was, but the situation really scared her. Her mind was already a little confused, and she could only hold on to Xun Yi tightly. He held on to his hand, as if he was afraid that his brother would be snatched away.

When Quan Mao walked into the field again, he was followed by ten law enforcement disciples from Treasure Market. He said with a serious face, "I still hope that this gambling game is not opened. Let us think about it again."

Mo Guang and Mo Hui didn't talk to each other, and Zhi Xia and Xun Yi didn't say anything either. Faced with the huge gamble of four spiritual treasures, no one can treat it with caution.

Even though some people in the field wanted to sow discord between the two factions, no one dared to openly stir up trouble at this moment.

The deathly silence made everyone breathless.

After half a cup of tea, a thin old man with the highest status in the room said, "Since both parties have not expressed their stance, I think this bet will be cancelled."

Following his words, there was a sound of relief everywhere. While everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they could not help but feel a little disappointed. It was a pity that they missed a gamble that could shock the entire cultivation world.

Xun Yi had no choice but to speak. He stared at Mo Hui fiercely and said, "You can cancel the bet, but this kid must kowtow to apologize, otherwise I won't be able to say this."

The old man frowned and said, "Junior brother Xinqing, let me be fair. Everyone has seen what happened just now. You really can't say you suffered any loss. You young people are young and energetic, and quarrels are common. Both of them are young talents, and their status is extraordinary. There is no need to make the matter a big deal over a verbal dispute, so let's just let it go."

Xunyi was silent for a while, and seemed to suddenly become angry. He blushed and said, "There are reasons before and consequences after. This kid offended me yesterday. This matter is not over! Open the cocoon! No matter whether I win or lose, I will do it again." Continue to settle this account with him! "

Not everyone knew about Mo Hui teasing Yue Hong. Because it was related to Yue Hong's face, Xun Yi couldn't bring it up directly. He could only say that Mo Hui offended him, and Mo Hui acted very disgracefully because of it. Therefore, he would not tell the truth, so he had to accept the crime of offending Xun Yi.

Seeing that Xun Yi was furious but Mo Hui remained silent, people who didn't know the truth now understood and guessed that the Seven Immortals must have suffered a loss before.

After Xun Yi's statement, someone immediately followed up and added fuel to the fire: "Since there is a reason, let's use this gamble to end it. The outcome is determined by heaven, and you can't hold grudges afterward." These words sounded like persuasion. The two parties reconciled. In fact, the person who spoke knew very well that once this gamble started, the hatred between the two parties would become deeper and deeper.

"Open the cocoon!" Xunyi seemed to be getting angrier as he thought about it, and he gasped and shouted again.

Since Zixiao Palace insisted on betting, there was nothing others could do to persuade them, so the whole place fell silent again.

The Jin Chuan faction wanted to make a last-ditch effort, so they ordered Sun Di to put pressure on Pei Yuan and said, "Maybe your soul-fixing gun will be mine in a while."

How could Pei Yuan discourage Xun Yi at this critical moment? He immediately said disdainfully, "As for your broken sword, even if I win, I can only give it away. I would be embarrassed to use that kind of junk." From the Zixiao Palace side Two spiritual treasures appeared at once, which meant that Wuzhen Sect had to produce another one. If this continued, the Jingbao Conference would be changed to a treasure competition. Quan Mao hurriedly returned Zhong Yin’s spiritual treasure. , waving his hands and saying, "That's it, that's it! Let's wait until today's treasure hunt is over to discuss the gambling. I have responsibilities. Please don't embarrass me, and don't make the matter any bigger. I'll take care of these treasures." Keep it for now, I can also notarize this bet, but you have to give me face and stop betting here."

Although Xun Yi was a little unwilling to do so, Quan Mao got to the point where he couldn't be bothered anymore, so he handed over his hands and said, "I respectfully respect senior brother's instructions, but I think we should replace Senior Brother Yanfa's treasure with a bell." The one from Master Yin's nephew is the best, otherwise our side will be at a huge disadvantage. "The value of Yanfa's spiritual treasure is much higher than that of Zhongyin. Naturally, Xunyi cares about this because he wants to leave this advantage to Zhongyin. Fa had been silent in helping Zixiao Palace, which made him a little dissatisfied. However, it was rare for a junior like Zhong Yin to dare to take decisive action at a critical moment.

In terms of the value of the treasures offered by both parties, Zixiao Palace's side is far higher than that of Wuzhen Sect. Xunyi's request is not excessive. Quan Mao's return of Zhongyin's treasure just now was not due to the value of the treasure. The reason is that Zhong Yin is a junior, and Zhong Yin will definitely not dare to talk nonsense after giving away his treasure, so as to avoid further trouble.

After hearing Xun Yi's request, Quan Mao complied without saying a word. He was now afraid of this Seventh Immortal Lord. This little guy was so fierce and capable of tormenting him. A good Jingbao Conference was almost defeated by him. It turned into a gambling convention, so he had to secretly feel lucky. Fortunately, it was Fairy Zhixia who accompanied this young master today. If it was Little Demon Lord, it would be unimaginable what kind of trouble it would get into today.

As the seventh treasure of the Jingbao Conference was brought into the arena, Xunyi calmed down. He sat there motionless with his back hunched over, his eyes staring at the futon in front of him and blinking non-stop. No longer paying attention to what treasures are being sold in the venue, it seems that he is starting to worry about the outcome of the gamble. Mo Hui on the opposite side was not much stronger than Xun Yi. Although his eyes were looking at the field, their eyes were dull.

He is not the only one who is absent-minded about Jing Bao. Everyone who is close to the two factions, Zixiao Palace and Wuzhen Sect, is feeling uneasy at the moment, because once the two factions start a war, they will definitely be destroyed. Being involved in it, some people could no longer sit still, so they left the table and went back to the teacher's gate to report the news.

The next treasure hunt ended quickly in a calm and dull atmosphere. All ten treasures today were bought.

When the last treasure was bought, everyone held their breath, and the dull atmosphere immediately became tense.

In fact, the boredom just now is just the feeling of most people. The great monks from all sides have not been idle. Many sects in neutral positions are constantly using their spiritual thoughts to persuade Zhixia and Mo Guang to cancel the next bet. However, this is obviously It's all in vain, things have reached this point and are irreversible. Mo Guang cannot retreat, and Zhi Xia refuses to retreat!

Zhixia endured it very hard. Firstly, she was holding back her laughter, because the pitiful way Xunyi pretended to worry about gains and losses seemed too funny to her. Secondly, she was holding back her itch, before Xunyi raised the price with Mo Hui. She secretly conveyed her spiritual thoughts and told her with certainty that only seven of the ten thousand cocoons could produce the best silk. She had no doubts about Xun Yi's ability. This guy only judged the quality of the cocoons by looking at the intensity of their light. That's fine, it's too simple. No matter how much wealth you have, you can't lose by betting on cocoons with Xun Yi, so she also wishes she could

It would be better to raise the stakes even more, but this should not be done too obviously, otherwise it would arouse suspicion. Xunyi had already worked very hard, and she had done well enough. No matter how anxious she was, she had no choice but to endure it. .

Yuehong didn't know when her body began to tremble involuntarily. She couldn't say how scared she was, but the situation really scared her. Her mind was already a little confused, and she could only hold on to Xun Yi tightly. He held on to his hand, as if he was afraid that his brother would be snatched away.

When Quan Mao walked into the field again, he was followed by ten law enforcement disciples from Treasure Market. He said with a serious face, "I still hope that this gambling game is not opened. Let us think about it again."

Mo Guang and Mo Hui didn't talk to each other, and Zhi Xia and Xun Yi didn't say anything either. Faced with the huge gamble of four spiritual treasures, no one can treat it with caution.

Even though some people in the field wanted to sow discord between the two factions, no one dared to openly stir up trouble at this moment.

The deathly silence made everyone breathless.

After half a cup of tea, a thin old man with the highest status in the room said, "Since both parties have not expressed their stance, I think this bet will be cancelled."

Following his words, there was a sound of relief everywhere. While everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they could not help but feel a little disappointed. It was a pity that they missed a gamble that could shock the entire cultivation world.

Xun Yi had no choice but to speak. He stared at Mo Hui fiercely and said, "You can cancel the bet, but this kid must kowtow to apologize, otherwise I won't be able to say this."

The old man frowned and said, "Junior brother Xinqing, let me be fair. Everyone has seen what happened just now. You really can't say you suffered any loss. You young people are young and energetic, and quarrels are common. Both of them are young talents, and their status is extraordinary. There is no need to make the matter a big deal over a verbal dispute, so let's just let it go."

Xunyi was silent for a while, and seemed to suddenly become angry. He blushed and said with a rough neck, "There is a reason before, and there is a result after. This kid offended me yesterday, and this matter is not over! Open the cocoon! No matter whether I win or lose, I will do it again Continue to settle this account with him!"

Not everyone knew about Mo Hui teasing Yue Hong. Because it was related to Yue Hong's face, Xun Yi couldn't bring it up directly. He could only say that Mo Hui offended him, and Mo Hui acted very disgracefully because of it. Therefore, he would not tell the truth, so he had to accept the crime of offending Xun Yi.

Seeing that Xun Yi was furious but Mo Hui remained silent, people who didn't know the truth now understood and guessed that the Seven Immortals must have suffered a loss before.

After Xun Yi's statement, someone immediately followed up and added fuel to the fire: "Since there is a reason, let's use this gamble to end it. The outcome is determined by heaven, and you can't hold grudges afterward." These words sounded like persuasion. The two parties reconciled. In fact, the person who spoke knew very well that once this gamble started, the hatred between the two parties would become deeper and deeper.

"Open the cocoon!" Xunyi seemed to be getting angrier as he thought about it, and he gasped and shouted again.

Since Zixiao Palace insisted on betting, there was nothing others could do to persuade them, so the whole place fell silent again.

The Jin Chuan faction wanted to make a last-ditch effort, so they ordered Sun Di to put pressure on Pei Yuan and said, "Maybe your soul-fixing gun will be mine in a while."

How could Pei Yuan discourage Xun Yi at this critical moment? He immediately said with disdain, "As for your broken sword, even if I win, I can only give it away. It would make me feel embarrassed to use that kind of junk."