After listening to "Nie Qingyun's" gambling contract, Feng Buyao felt funny in his heart.

I don't know how the nameless man who taught the "Dugu Absolute Sword" hit this Nie Qingyun back then, which could cause him to have such a deep grudge against him!

This divine consciousness should have been left behind when Nie Qingyun sat down, that is to say, what this divine consciousness said and did could directly reflect Nie Qingyun's mentality back then!

He didn't let go of his obsession until the smoke disappeared, and he still thought about winning the nameless man once......

Feng Buyu was already a little annoyed that this "Nie Qingyun" had just made a move on him, which caused him to suffer a lot, so now he is quite resentful of "Nie Qingyun", and he is a little reluctant to accept this bet.

And although this "Nie Qingyun" has a strong sense of God, he doesn't owe Mei'er by his side, and if he wants to trap him, it's just a fool's joke!

But this "Nie Qingyun" is not afraid of a mere divine thought, but the worst thing is that if the spirit puppet "Qingzun" does not let him go, then he may not be able to run away.

In this way, even if you are not happy now, it seems that you have no choice!

Because this "Nie Qingyun" had already calculated it, he didn't leave him any way back!

Secretly scolded this ancestor master in his heart, Feng Buqian snorted coldly, and said angrily: "You are my ancestor master, why do you want to embarrass me like this! Your 'Qingyun Peerless Sword Technique' has been countless geniuses of the Purple Extreme Sword Sect since ancient times, and no one has ever been able to understand it thoroughly! You have to make this bet with me! Aren't you deliberately making things difficult for me!"

"Nie Qingyun" smiled without shame: "How do you call it difficult!? You just need to say lightly, 'I lost'! Then Master Zu, I will personally pass on all of your 'Qingyun Peerless Sword Technique'! Such a good thing! It's hard to find in the world!"

Feng Buyao's head was hot, and his stubborn temper suddenly came up!

He didn't care about what the ancestor master was or not, he glared at himself, and scolded: "Phew! If you let the master admit defeat, the master will admit defeat! Okay! You want to gamble! The master will accompany him to the end! But ...... I'm going to add a bet!"

"Nie Qingyun" couldn't help but smile when he heard Feng Buo's promise, and said, "Bet?...... Okay, you say!"

Feng Buyao's eyes rolled, and he smiled: "If I fully comprehend your 'Qingyun Peerless Sword Technique'! Not only do you want to let me go, I also want one thing!"

"Nie Qingyun" raised his eyebrows and smiled: "What is it!?"

Feng Buyu replied loudly: "I want 'Qingzun'!"

"Nie Qingyun" suddenly looked shocked, and couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Stinky boy......!

"Since the spirit puppet is at your command, then if I win, you have to give it to me!" Feng Buqian looked directly at "Nie Qingyun", and said very firmly: "If you don't agree, then there is no need to discuss! You will trap me for the rest of my life! I won't bet with you!"

"Nie Qingyun" looked at Feng Buyao, raised his hand and touched his chin, and said with a smile: "Boy...... Do you know what Master Zu did before I entered the Dao cultivation!?"

Feng Buyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked dazed!

"Nie Qingyun" smiled: "My Nie family has been from a gambling house for generations!"

Feng Buyu couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't know anything about this secret!

"Nie Qingyun" continued: "I, Nie Qingyun, am not weaker than others in my life!

"The so-called kendo gambling way! Heaven and earth are humane! All ways are the same end, and after seeing through it, it is just a big gamble! Only those who dare to fight can become winners! And those who can become winners will never be afraid of losing!"

"So for me......" Nie Qingyun's eyes showed an extremely excited look, "The bigger the bet, the more interesting it is!"

Feng Buyao's heart was skipping a beat, and he couldn't have imagined that the legendary "Nie Wuving" was such a gambling fancier!

"So you said yes!?" he asked.

Nie Qingyun smiled on the armrest: "How can there be a reason for a gambler not to accept a gambling contract!......?

"It's just what!?" Feng Buqian hurriedly asked!

"Nie Qingyun" replied: "'Qingzun', I can give it to you!, but...... Although this spirit puppet is strong, it has been waiting here for more than ten thousand years, and it has already run out of oil, but fortunately, it has been absorbing the power of the golden spirit that has been condensed in this 'Ten Thousand Sword Tomb', so that it can be strong until now...... If it leaves here, I'm afraid it won't last long, and it will completely destroy ......."

Feng Buqian was slightly surprised, thought about it for a while, and replied: "It doesn't matter!

Nie Qingyun shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Whatever you want, Master Zu has already reminded you, lest you say that I lied to you, the younger generation......

He raised his hand and waved, and the sword marks of the six blue rays of light were suddenly deep under Feng Buyao's feet, and they still composed the strange word "cloud"!

"Nie Qingyun" smiled lightly at Feng Buyao, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation: "Since the bet agreement has been made, let's start!"

Feng Buqian glanced at him, then jumped forward, landed firmly between the word "cloud", sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to comprehend the sword path contained in the sword marks.

"Nie Qingyun" stood quietly aside, looking at the preoccupied Feng Buyao, a slightly complicated expression suddenly flashed on his face.

After a long time, he sighed inexplicably, and after a few wry laughs, he humorously read a sentence.

"Hey...... Dugu, Dugu, Dugu......"

......

When Feng Buqian began to quietly comprehend the "Qingyun Peerless Sword Technique", on the main peak "Purple Qi Peak", the ancestor worship ceremony was also underway.

In the huge "Donglai Pavilion", incense and candles are burned everywhere at this moment, although the pavilion is full of disciples of all veins, but there is no noise at all, everyone is standing with their heads down, quite solemn.

The heads of the veins and other important figures stood at the forefront, under a high wall of spiritual tablets, closing their eyes in worship.

A sudden gust of wind suddenly rose in the hall where the needle fell, and the wind suddenly stopped, and Han Zhizhi, who was dressed in a white robe and had a solemn face, had appeared in front of the first seat.

Behind him, Leng Shihan, who was lowering his head and closing his eyes, moved lightly and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Han Buyi respectfully bowed to the spirit card in front of him, and replied softly, "It's delivered...... Now it's up to him......"

Leng Shihan nodded slightly and didn't speak again.

Han Buzhi turned his face sideways, looked at Leng Shihan, and couldn't help but laugh in a low voice: "You don't seem to be worried at all!?"

Leng Shihan closed his eyes and replied, "That kid...... Don't worry about me......"

"What do you think......" Han Buzhi chuckled, "Will this kid become the second 'Yang Yixiao'!?"

Leng Shi was silent for a moment, and only after a moment did he say a word lightly.

"No, I don't think he'll be the second 'Yang Yixiao'!"

"He will only be the first to 'seal and not owe'!"