In fact, the moment the sieve cup was opened, Shen Fei had already heard the number inside, which was exactly 17920. He did not expect that this young man from the earth world was so powerful. Although he was still half a beat slower than him, he had been doing this for hundreds of years. It can be regarded as the first existence that even Shen Fei admires. At least among gambling experts, no one can be even half a beat slower than him.
Therefore, Shen Fei also knew that this person's identity must not be simple. Since he was given face, Shen Fei was convinced that he lost in this round, so he opened the door of convenience and got out of the way.
Then he cupped his hands towards Huan Xin and said: "My little brother has unique skills and is superior. If you have time to come to the volcano hell in the future, don't forget to come and have a good time!"
Jia Yousheng pulled Huan Xin and left without looking back. He thought that even if Huan Xin couldn't see the correct answer, he was still ready to take action.
Jia Yousheng was not at all curious about how Huan Xin got the correct answer. They led Huan Xin forward, and then said to Huan Xin as they walked: "As soon as you meet the monk, take action directly and use your strongest magic trick. Just use the palm of the god, remember not to hold back, you have to defeat this flower monk in one go!"
Huan Xin could only nod. After all, he didn't understand what was going on. However, looking at the speed of the first level, Huan Xin was still confident that he could rush back before dawn.
After walking for a while, they saw a tall soul blocking the road. Then Jia Yousheng said to Huan Xin expressionlessly: "Why are you still stunned? Just take action!"
Huan Xin also took a deep breath, and then released his power, flying directly into the air, and then pressed down on the flower monk with a palm move from the sky.
Monk Hua was a little confused when he used such a powerful technique without saying a word. He was crushed under the "Xuantian Divine Palm" before he could make any preparations.
Then I heard the monk Hua curse and say: "What do you think you are doing? Are you sneaking up on me? I don't accept it. Someone who has the ability to fight with real swords and guns will come and fight."
Jia Yousheng ignored the monk's barking and said to Huan Xin, "Don't stay behind and just kill him."
After hearing this, Huan Xin increased the strength of this divine palm a little more, and saw that the soul of the flower monk was a little unstable, and the edges were broken.
"Okay, okay, I'm convinced. I will never stop you. Please let me go. I'm about to lose my mind!"
At this time, Jia Yousheng waved his hand to Huan Xin and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, spare his life!"
After hearing what Grand Master Uncle said, Huan Xin withdrew his divine palm. Jia Yousheng looked at Huan Xin's palm and nodded with satisfaction. Then he raised his hands to the monk and said, "I'm sorry. Things happened for a reason. I want to do it again." Are you going to meet that woman?"
The flower monk stood up from the ground with difficulty, snorted coldly at Jia Yousheng, and then moved aside, neither blocking the way nor saying a word to them.
Jia Yousheng ignored Monk Hua, who looked aggrieved as if he had been bullied, and walked directly away with Huan Xin.
After walking for a while, Huan Xin saw a tall tree in front of him, bathed in blazing fire. Only then did the two of them stop.
Jia Yousheng pointed to the tree and said to Huan Xin: "Actually, this fig is the fruit of the Bodhi tree. Legend has it that this tree was planted here by Ksitigarbha, but no one knows why. Over the years, No one can pick the fruit from this tree. As soon as the soul touches the fruit, it will be devoured immediately. Over the years, it is said that only Li Chunfeng came here to pick one for Wu Zetian. "
Then Jia Yousheng patted Huan Xin on the shoulder and said, "The rest of the way is up to you. Go there by yourself!"
Huan Xin nodded cautiously. Just as he was bidding farewell to Jia Yousheng and walking towards the bodhi tree step by step, he heard a woman's voice coming from behind him: "You still dare to come here?"
Jia Yousheng looked at the wisp of soul dressed in white that appeared in front of him and said with a little loss: "I'm sorry for you these years. I mistakenly believed the rumors and caused heavy casualties to your White Lotus Sect. But even if you didn't eat children,
I didn’t do any good things with my heart, and I don’t regret at all my actions to uphold justice for God.”
The woman in white said angrily: "I have lost count of how many times we have fought over the years. Why do you still want to cling to me until you die?"
Jia Yousheng sighed and said: "Oh, I have no choice but to come down this time. Anyway, just don't stop that boy from picking the fruit, otherwise I will fight you till my death."
Qingxin listened to every word of Uncle Taishi's words. Qingxin couldn't help but have a sore nose and tears at the corners of his eyes. Although he didn't look back, he was still moved by Uncle Taishi's words.
Touched. Behind his growth, the entire Beiming community has devoted everything to him. Huan Xin only feels that he is carrying too much. Sometimes this sense of mission makes him very stressed.
But sometimes looking at everyone's efforts for him without any regrets, Huan Xin would feel that he couldn't bear it. In short, he knew that one day he would have to give everything back to Beiming, but even so, Huan Xin
He has no regrets at all, after all, these ancestors did the same to him.
There was an obvious fluctuation behind him, and Huan Xin knew that this was the fight between the Grand Master's uncle and the Holy Mother of the White Lotus Sect. Huan Xin also adjusted his mentality, quickened his pace, and walked towards the Bodhi tree in front of him.
Arriving in front of the tree, Huan Xin also saw the fruit on the tree. It was estimated that this was the legendary fig. However, the whole tree was wrapped in a flame, and it was not easy for Huan Xin to even get close.
After trying several times to no avail, Qing Xin began to become anxious. He found that although this kind of flame could not hurt his body, it did strong harm to his soul. If he insisted on picking the fruit, Qing Xin would be afraid.
There is a feeling that your soul will be burned by the flames.
But looking at the clock, time was really running out. Thinking that Su He was still waiting for him, Huan Xin gritted his teeth and took a deep breath before diving into the flames.
For a moment, Huan Xin felt like his breathing had stopped. A feeling like a bite in his mouth and a thorn in his back came over him. His soul was also struggling painfully in the fire, and the golden scale armor he was wearing was burned in an instant.
of red.
Huan Xin forced her Qi to circulate. Under the operation of "Tai Xuan Shang Qing Dafa, Huan Xin reached out with difficulty to grab a fruit and pulled it out hard, but the fruit seemed to be growing on a tree and did not move at all.
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For a moment, Huan Xin's brain was running rapidly. He remembered what Aunt Lingluo had said to him, so he took out the wishful thinking bag from his body, opened the bag and wrapped a fruit in it.
I will also be prepared to use up my energy to breastfeed.
Just when Huan Xin was about to reach the point where he could no longer hold on, he roared and exerted force. Unexpectedly, the fruit was picked off easily, and he threw himself out of the flames with too much force.
At this time, Huan Xin was breathing heavily on the spot. Looking at the sparkling fruit in the kit, Huan Xin also showed a difficult smile.
Although the soul body suffered a lot of injuries, due to the self-repair of Xuanhuang Qi, Huan Xin is still not too worried. Now he finally got the fig without any risk. It will be dawn soon, Huan Xin
I didn’t dare to delay, after all, there was a fairy grass growing on the top of the cliff! This chapter has been completed!