The Second Immortal Road

"Yes, I heard some people talk before, saying that every time there will be a variety of gambling games, but I did not expect that this gambling game is closely related to our Danzong, and many people look down on our Danzong!" Ran Qixi Said like this.

"So that's the case, I know!" Han Ming nodded thoughtfully, and continued to sit down cross-legged and stopped talking.

Ran Qixi knew this too, and didn't interrupt anymore.

Sending Han Ming back to the cave house, Ran Qixi tidied up a bit, then left alone, and continued to set up the stall. After the first day of the competition was over, a small number of people flowed back to the trading mountain.

Han Ming sat in the stone room quietly, took out the Qinghong sword, plunged into it, and felt up and down. He has only succeeded in the practice, but he also needs to develop a fit with this sword.

Before Han Ming meditated for long, a sound transmission talisman flew in from the outside of the cave.

Han Ming finally detected the sound transmission talisman carefully, and there was a hint of surprise on his face. It turned out to be the monk, Sect Master Dan, frowning for a while, Han Ming finally did not pretend to be ignorant, got up and opened the cave mansion’s crude array. , Put it in.

"Junior Brother Han!" Sect Master Danzong walked in with a smile.

"Meet the Sect Master, why is the Sect Master here!" Han Ming gave his hand slightly, but he was only polite, and there was not much respect in his tone.

"Entrusted by other juniors, let’s take a look at the status of Junior Brother Han. I don’t know Junior Brother Han has and needs. Just mention it. Senior Brother will definitely try to satisfy." Sect Master Dan didn’t evade, said directly, then thought about it and continued to add. Said: "Now the reputation of the entire sect belongs to Junior Brother Han and Senior Brother Bai Ni!"

"Thank you, my senior brother and fellow juniors, I'm in a good condition, I don't have any needs, so you bother!" Han Ming replied with a light smile, his face full of calmness.

"Today, Junior Brother Han admits defeat and has fallen into the fifteenth place. If the next second round of promotion is very good and wins two more games, he will be able to break into the top ten, but if he wants to break into the top five, tomorrow You have to win four or even five games in a row!" Sect Master Danzong said seriously.

"Sect Master's words are extremely true!" Han Ming nodded and interjected.

"I believe in the strength of Junior Brother Han who beat the top of the list. I think Junior Brother Han is fully capable of hitting the top five, but if Junior Brother wants to make it to the top five, he is afraid that he will be beaten by the wheel tomorrow. One round of consumption, but I don't know what the junior brother thinks and how he plans. Do you still want to compete for the top five?" Sect Master Dan continued to add.

"The top five? The rewards are much higher than the top ten. Junior brothers can't avoid vulgarity. Although they know that the hope is not great, they still have to fight for it!" Han Ming smiled slightly and said half-truth.

"Okay, what I want is the words of Junior Brother Han. Since Junior Brother Han has this lofty ambition, how can we not try our best to assist, Junior Brother Han can rest assured, as long as I meet my Junior Brother Dan, Junior sister tomorrow, we will never let you spend a little energy. , A little mana!" Danzong Sect Master first laughed twice, followed by a rather proud promise.

Han Ming was surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the Danzong lord came over for this. This lord should be competent and take the honor and disgrace of the sect as his own responsibility.

"Thank you, brother-in-chief and fellow juniors!" Han Ming understood the consciousness of the sect master, arched his hand slightly to express his gratitude, although he did not need other Danzong monks to deliberately release water, he has a thousand-year-old stone milk and is not afraid of wheel warfare at all.

Sect Master Danzong stayed in place for a while, and talked about some other things with Han Ming, and finally he handed over slightly and left.

Han Ming sent away the Sect Master of Pill Sect, continued to meditate and adjust his breath, and cultivated his compatibility with Qinghong Sword.

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Time flies quickly, in the blink of an eye, the next day is here!

Although it was the second game, the number of people on the four peaks of Doufatai hadn't decreased. On the contrary, they had increased. They were more motivated, and they kept talking, and there were many more pointing to Danzong's side.

Many monks from the two sects of Qizong and Zhenzong are waiting for monk Danzong to play, wanting to see how many games Danzong can lose, and whether they will lose as long as they are against the other two sects.

About two quarters later, Han Ming followed Danzong to the designated position in front of the Doufatai, and began a new round of lottery to select his opponent.

On a mountain in the distance, a folding fan monk and a Qizong monk stood side by side, looking towards Han Ming together.

"Haha, I think your 30th grade spirit stone should be given to me earlier. The blind man gave in in the first game. If he wants to break into the top five, he will have to win at least four or even five games in a row today. Is it possible, as long as he encounters a great sect than the first three, he will definitely lose!" The monk wearing Qizong costume said with a grin, his face full of smiles.

"Huh, everything is not a foregone conclusion. Yesterday he voluntarily gave in and didn't do anything. How would you know it would be impossible!" The folding fan youth sneered, his face full of calmness, but his heart was full of ups and downs. I don't know if this blind man can break into the top five.

The folding fan monk regrets it a little bit. There are a lot of people who shouldn't bet on the three thousand spirit stones. It is equivalent to a top-level spiritual weapon. For the monks in the foundation building period, it is also a loss of muscles and bones!

The folding fan monk sighed slightly in his heart, silently looking forward to the strength of the blind man in the distance, just as Yun Chang said, it is worthy of Zhenzong Da's hands-on and serious treatment than the first three.

Three sects and 30 foundation-building monks were divided into two batches. The first batch was the fifteen people who won yesterday. Fourteen of them were Qizong and Jinzong monks. There was only one Danzong monk. He was half dead and had muddy eyes. .

In the second batch, of the fifteen people who lost yesterday, nine of them were Danzong monks, and only six were Qizong and Danzong monks.

"The second round of qualifying for the three base-building competitions begins. The first batch, No. 1 vs. No. 2, and the second batch, No. 1 vs. No. 2, will each play." The old man in the golden robe appeared again yesterday. In front of the Doufa Platform, he announced loudly, but this time he did not fly down, but remained suspended in mid-air.

However, from the side, a man and a woman flew out, with strong mana fluctuations throughout his body. At first glance, he was a monk at the formation stage, and slowly landed in front of the two fighting platforms. It was obvious that this man and woman were the supervisors of this competition.

Han Ming raised a bamboo slip in his hand with a strange look on his face. He turned out to be the fifteenth, bye, that's interesting!

The rules of the second round of the promotion match are a bit unfair, because there are 15 people in the audience, and only 7 rounds of two-by-two fights. If the first 14 people are compared, there will be one person left. If there is no opponent, they will be sentenced directly. Winning, and the winning seven people continue to participate in the draw.

He won the first game without playing.

"Wow, Uncle Master, you are so lucky, the 15th is empty bye!" Ran Qixi peeked over, but she glanced at the fifteen-two characters on Han Ming's bamboo slips, and immediately pulled Han Ming's sleeve in surprise.

"I know it's a bye, don't need to remind you, you take the two thousand spiritual stones I gave you to the four mountain peaks, follow the instructions I gave you, do it!" Han Ming flipped his hand and put away the bamboo slips. , Turning to talk indifferently with Ran Qixi.

"Ao, I'm going now!" Ran Qixi glanced at Han Ming eagerly, then at the Doufatai in the distance, reluctantly released the flying boat and flew towards one of the four peaks.

After Ran Qixi left, Han Ming continued to meditate, regardless of the violent sound of fighting on the two fighting platforms in the distance.

The slightly higher fighting platform was the first batch. Two Qizong monks fought fiercely together, one old and one young.

The old monk is fifty or sixty years old, holding a golden short sword with one hand, and nine small daggers spinning around, like a flexible swimming fish, this is actually a set of children and mothers. The complete set of top-level spiritual weapons is quite similar to Han Ming's original Red Shadow Needle.

The younger monk was holding a black censer with one hand, and thick smoke came out from it, and gathered slightly in the air to form a variety of weapons, including halberds, spears, short spears, etc. Wait, combine together, and fight with nine small daggers, very fierce.

This fighting technique of the old and the young is very powerful, and they have produced valuable spirit instruments, all of which are the finest among the top spirit instruments.

On the other side, the second batch of fighting platform, which was slightly lower, was two Danzong cultivators fighting together. They fought so hard that they weren’t as fierce as the Qizong, and they didn’t take out any powerful spirit weapons. They were each. Putting the magic technique, you come and I go, tepid~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Danzong's fighting method is nothing to watch, but it attracts the eyes of many monks, but they are all pointing and pointing. Taunting, monk Danzong's fighting method is too gentle.

As time passed slowly, one game after another began to come to an end, and the first batch had reached the seventh game.

"The first batch, the seventh game, the 13th vs. the 14th." The old man in the golden robe floated in the air, glanced around, and said faintly.

Bai Ni leaned on a cane and slowly got up, with a faint light in his muddy eyes.

Han Ming saw a pick between his eyebrows. Before Bai Ni had not been on the field, he thought that Bai Ni was as lucky as him and won bye, but he didn't expect it to be a little bit close, not on the 15th, but on the 14th. No!

Han Ming got some interest, and his spiritual power explored in one direction. Although the distance was relatively long and the details could not be figured out at all, he could still perceive a general idea. He was still quite curious about this Bai Ni method, after all, dozens of Years ago, he was known as the first monk of the Danzong Pill Consolidation Period!

Bai Ni swayed to the fighting platform, his withered right hand tightly leaning on the withered wood cane, it seemed that he was a little harder when he flew over, he coughed twice continuously, and the dead skin wrinkles on his face trembled as he watched. Quite penetrating.

Bai Ni’s opponent was a monk from the dynasty. He was twenty-seven or eighteen years old. His skin was pale, handsome and suave. His white robe brought out an elegant and dusty temperament, and the dying Bai Ni became one. A sharp contrast ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Want to find the latest chapters yourself? You are OUT, WeChat Follow Beauty Editor to help you find books! It's really not wrong to read the book and tease the girl!

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