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Chapter 1687: Gambling

It took ten years to hold an alchemy competition.

On the planet adjacent to the Xiuxian Continent, countless mountains were cut open to create an alchemy platform that spans thousands of kilometers. Thousands of stone platforms were set up for the use of alchemists from hundreds of millions of civilizations in the world.

What do these hundreds and thousands of stone platforms in the Tiandao Palace count today?

You must know that tens of thousands of years ago, hundreds of thousands or even millions of alchemists participated in any alchemy competition. Moreover, which of these alchemists is not as powerful as Yang Tianyun? Which of the sects behind them is not as powerful as Tiandao Palace?

?

Guo Yi nodded sarcastically.

Chu Feiyun and Zhang Quan looked excitedly at the alchemy scene in the crowd, with colorful flags fluttering, and everyone was carefully watching the situation in front of them.

Soon, the alchemist came out.

They lined up in a row and slowly entered the alchemy site.

On the viewing platform above, those sitting were all prominent figures in the Tiandao Palace, including Liu Hailin, Erzhanglai, and several other elders and protectors. There were also many disciples of Zimen.

Liu Yuan, Liu Wenjun, Su Chenshuang...

A group of people also lined up.

"Damn it, we are all disciples, why can they be on top?" Chu Feiyun was very puzzled.

"Don't be upset." Zhang Quan was happy to accept it. He smiled and said: "After all, we are the future pillars of Tiandao Palace and the key disciples trained by Tiandao Palace. And who do we think? We are just side disciples. We can come and visit.

It’s Su Chenshuang’s face.”

Not everyone can participate in the alchemy competition, and not everyone can watch it.

This time Chu Feiyun brought Guo Yi and Zhang Quan here all because of Su Chenshuang's face. If it weren't for Su Chenshuang's face, they wouldn't have been able to enter here.

There were also many people gathered around.

Everyone seemed very excited.

"Look, that's the master of alchemy from Zimen. His name seems to be Xu Danxia."

"What does it mean to be from the Zimen? Zhao Donghai from the Meridian Gate is the real master of alchemy. It is said that he is the top disciple in the Alchemy Hall."



A group of people were talking a lot.

The game hasn't even started yet, but they have already started discussing the outcome of today's competition.

"Brother Guo, who do you think can win the championship today?" Chu Feiyun asked curiously.

"The method of alchemy is not fortune telling." Guo Yi glanced at him and said: "At least we have to let them start the game before we can see some clues, right?"

"That's true." Chu Feiyun chuckled.

Not long after, Chu Feiyun spoke again: "Someone has opened the market over there, and I plan to buy some. Brother Guo, if you are optimistic about it, tell me quickly."

"Sure!" Guo Yi nodded.

The Great Elder Yang Tianyun came on stage and spoke a few words. He simply told everyone that the method of alchemy is a very important part of the journey of cultivation. If you don't understand alchemy, it will be difficult to go far in the journey of cultivation. He also encouraged everyone to learn alchemy and medicine.

As the alchemy competition began, the scene suddenly became lively.

Guo Yi swept a glance.

"Brother Guo, who do you think has the most hope? Is it Xu Danxia or Zhao Donghai?" Chu Feiyun pointed at the two alchemy masters.

"The strength of these two people is very average." Guo Yi shook his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around him stared at Guo Yi curiously.

When they saw Guo Yi wearing the Taoist uniform of a partial disciple, they immediately became happy.

"How dare you, a deviant disciple, to point your fingers at such a high-end place?"

"Even so, you don't mind being embarrassed here?!"



A group of people were sarcastic and sarcastic.

Guo Yi was not angry at all, but pointed at an older old man. This old man was wearing the uniform of a Taoist disciple. He was dirty and had some medicinal roots scattered on his silver hair. He seemed to have just graduated from medicine.

Curry drilled it out.

The old man was starting to make alchemy in an orderly manner.

"Who is that person?" Guo Yi asked.

"Isn't that Crazy Li from our side sect?" Chu Feiyun looked at the inconspicuous old man in the corner in surprise and said: "It is said that this old man has been studying the art of alchemy in a side sect for decades, but he has not

There are no results, but I didn’t expect...he actually participated in this alchemy competition? I don’t know who recommended him!"

"Hey!" Guo Yi said if he got the treasure, "If you want to make money, beat this old man to win the championship."

"Brother Guo, are you crazy?" Chu Feiyun looked at Guo Yi in surprise and said, "This old man is a side disciple. Who doesn't know that side disciples are trash? Because everyone is you Guo Yi

Huh? If this old man was really capable, he wouldn’t have stayed in a side sect for so long. If he was really capable, he would have been elected as a disciple of a high sect long ago.”

"Not everyone wants to join the Gaomen!" Guo Yi replied.

"Brother Guo, are you kidding?" Chu Feiyun frowned.

"Of course it's not a joke." Guo Yi shook his head and said: "If you want to make money, then suppress the old man; if you want to lose money, then suppress other people."

"This..." Chu Feiyun lowered his head.

Guo Yi stood with his hands behind his hands. Under his powerful spiritual consciousness, the movements of the five or six hundred alchemists on the scene fell into his eyes.

Chu Feiyun turned around and headed towards the entrance.

The so-called handicap is actually a handicap made by several disciples who come together to make money.

And there are quite a few people participating in gambling.

Hundreds of people gathered around those disciples. Some people placed their bets and left, while some people stayed around after placing their bets.

Chu Feiyun pushed aside the crowd and got in with great effort.

"I want to place a bet!" Chu Feiyun shouted.

Everyone stared at Chu Feiyun curiously. Seeing that he was wearing a Taoist uniform, they laughed and said, "We don't accept copper coins here, only gold coins."

"Should we collect the spirit stones?" Chu Feiyun asked.

The eyes of the leading disciple at Pankou immediately lit up, and he asked: "Take it!"

"I have ten spirit stones." Chu Feiyun slapped the stone platform with his palm and said with a mocking smile: "A bunch of dogs look down on people. Grandpa, I will give you ten spirit stones today. Open your dog eyes and take a look.

!”

A group of people looked at Chu Feiyun in shock.

How could a mere partial disciple have so many spiritual stones? If he were a Zimen or Meridian disciple, maybe everyone would think it was normal. But he was just a partial disciple.

"What are you trying to suppress?" The person in charge looked at Chu Feiyun.

"Number 160, Crazy Liu!" Chu Feiyun stepped on the stone platform with one foot and said arrogantly: "What are his odds?"

"Him?" The person in charge hurriedly turned over a few pages and said with a smile: "Crazy Liu is a side disciple, and has never entered the alchemy hall for further training. You won't beat his champion, right?"

"That's right!" Chu Feiyun nodded and said, "You just need to tell me what the odds are for Crazy Liu."

"One pays one hundred and ten." The person in charge smiled happily and said: "If you press ten spiritual stones, we will accompany you with one thousand one hundred spiritual stones."


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