Hearing that Qingxi agreed to help him, Old Monster Jinzhong was very happy.
Outsiders may only know that Qingxi has extremely high attainments in music, but they don't know that besides music, he also has higher attainments in chess.
At least, in Jin Zhong's opinion, his nephew is definitely a rare genius in the world, and even his master, Mr. Cangsong, is no match.
If that were the case, the old weirdo from Jinzhong would not be so happy after Qingxi agreed. In fact, he also knew that Qingxi's chess skills were so profound that even the reincarnated great men in the northwest could not compare to him.
Jin Zhong thought that as long as Qingxi took action, he would definitely win back all the spiritual treasures he had lost.
It's late at night now.
Jin Zhong took Qing Xi and Qing Lian to the depths of the garden. When he saw Gu Qingfeng sitting in the pavilion drinking, he stretched out his hand and couldn't help but said proudly: "Boy, my helper is here. Today, I'm here."
It’s not a win if you don’t bankrupt your kid’s victory.” After saying that, he said to Qingxi: “My niece, you must not be merciful this time, you must kill this kid’s majesty!”
Qingxi looked at Gu Qingfeng sitting in the pavilion, with a very surprised expression on his beautiful face, and said, "It's actually you?"
"I thought who the helper Old Monster Jin was looking for was." Gu Qingfeng sat on a chair leaning against the pillars of the pavilion, crossed his legs, held a wine bottle, drank leisurely, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Qingxi
What a beautiful woman."
"What's wrong?" Jin Zhong felt something was wrong and asked, "Master's niece, do you know this guy?"
"I don't know him, but I have met him once. He seems to be here to visit Uncle Kumu."
Qingxi looked deeply at Gu Qingfeng, as if he didn't expect that the person who caused Uncle Jinzhong to lose so miserably would be the guy in the evening.
"Boy." Jin Zhong looked Gu Qingfeng up and down again and asked, "Why are you visiting Mr. Kumu?"
"I'm an old friend, and I'm passing by here, so I can drop by for a visit, can't I?"
After learning that Wuseshan was deceived by a liar who called himself Gu Tiansheng fifty years ago, Gu Qingfeng was too embarrassed to reveal his identity. If he was regarded as a liar again, it would be troublesome, and he was really too lazy to follow him again.
Others have to prove that they are themselves, and after being questioned by Ouyang Ye, he really doesn't know how to prove that he is himself.
"Master's niece, let's not talk about the visit. Let's win back the spiritual treasure that Master's uncle lost to this boy first, okay?"
Jin Zhong was thinking about the Lingbao he had lost, and was also worried that it would be bad if he talked too much and messed up the relationship again, making Qingxi hesitate.
"Boy, take out all the spiritual treasures that I lost to you before, and we will decide the outcome."
"It's okay to take it out." Gu Qingfeng changed his posture and said, "But do you have such a big bet?"
"Nonsense, just take it out."
Gu Qingfeng didn't say anything. With a wave of his hand, he took out three high-grade Xuan-level spiritual treasures, a colorful crystal stone, and a bunch of spiritual treasure resources. Looking at these spiritual treasures, Qingxi and Qinglian's expressions changed.
Everything changed again and again, and now they completely believed that Jin Zhong was not lying and that he had really lost so many spiritual treasures.
"Uncle Master, so many of our disciples in Five Color Mountain only use Xuan-level low-grade spiritual treasures. Usually you are not willing to give them to me, but now you have lost them all to others, and that five-color crystal stone, I beg you so much.
For a long time, you didn’t even want to let me take a look at you, and even now..."
Qinglian complained: "You really deserved to lose to me! Let's see if you dare to gamble again in the future."
"Oh, Xiao Qinglian, can you teach your uncle a lesson from now on?"
Opposite me, Gu Qingfeng said calmly: "Everything has been taken out, where is your bet?"
"Look clearly boy!"
Jin Zhong waved his hand, a flash of light suddenly appeared, and a golden flying sword suddenly appeared in his palm, saying: "This sword is a Bingxuan-level flying sword of the highest quality, and it is also my own spiritual treasure. I have been tempering it for hundreds of years."
Long."
The soul treasure of life.
Putting aside the value of this thing itself, the effort spent on tempering it alone is unimaginable.
Normally no one would bet on their own spiritual treasure.
Even an old gambler like Jin Zhong would not do this, because he knows better than anyone else how difficult it is to temper a Bingxuan-level flying sword. It is no exaggeration to say that once the bet is lost,
, which is almost equivalent to losing half a life.
However, Jin Zhong doesn't care now.
Because he has confidence in Qingxi.
However, Qingxi was a little worried. Although she was confident in her chess skills, she was still afraid of what might happen. She originally wanted to persuade her, but Jin Zhong seemed determined to decide the outcome.
"Even the natal soul treasure is on the line. It seems that your confidence in Miss Qingxi is not that great!" Gu Qingfeng said with a smile: "However, if Miss Qingxi loses, what will you do? Without the natal soul
Bao, what will you use in the future?"
"Boy, you don't have to worry about my business. If my niece loses to you, I will admit it. From now on, I will just use the flying sword. What's the big deal." Jin Zhong chuckled and said, "But, boy, I will admit it."
This is the top-grade Xuan-level flying sword, one of which is worth more than ten Xuan-level top-grade flying swords. I’m afraid these spiritual treasures you just won from me aren’t enough, are they?”
Obviously.
This time Jin Zhong not only wanted to win back what he lost, but also wanted to kill Gu Qingfeng again.
"Easy to say."
Gu Qingfeng waved his hand, and three flying swords came out from the storage bag.
These flying swords were very old. Jinzhong and Qingxi took a closer look and found that they were all high-grade Xuan-level flying swords.
When Jin Zhong played chess with Gu Qingfeng for the first time before, he was not surprised when he knew that he had a high-grade Xuan-level flying sword in his hand. However, this scene seemed not simple to Qingxi and Qinglian.
A guy with a golden elixir cultivation level and no other good fortune in him suddenly took out three mysterious weapons.
A top-grade flying sword, you must know that even the disciples of Five Color Mountain can only use the low-grade Xuan-grade flying sword, and the beautiful lady of heaven who is famous in the northwest is only a top-grade Xuan-grade flying sword. People like Jin Zhong who have practiced for more than a thousand years have
The old guy from the Five Color Mountain Eighteen Swords just made a top-notch flying sword.
"I don't know what kind of luck this kid got. He may have picked it up from some ancient cave."
Seeing the confusion between Qingxi and the two, Jin Zhong murmured in a low voice, and then said to Gu Qingfeng: "Boy, even adding these three is not enough... I have the best Xuan level!"
"Don't worry, I have too many flying swords here, all of different qualities. I'm looking for them for you."
After Gu Qingfeng regained consciousness, he dug out several ancient caves one after another, and the harvest was not small. Especially the cave he dug out in the Peach Blossom Secret Realm and Ouyang Ye last time, he harvested a lot of flying swords.
"Boy, are there any? If not..."
In the middle of Jin Zhong's words, Gu Qingfeng blew out, and three dilapidated flying swords came out, which were also high-grade Xuan-level flying swords.
"Good guy! You have so many good things in your hands..."
Jin Zhong was sighing, clatter, Gu Qingfeng still shot out five flying swords.