(432 Thousands of gold are scattered, and green silk turns into snow)

But at this time, the most shocking thing was the teacher in the underground secret room, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating. He was already dumbfounded by the fact that he was looking at the jade in front of him, and the suspicious and dying appearance revealed after the yellow mist dispersed, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"The outcome has been decided, both sides have agreed, please ask the three gamblers to approve it. The phantom maid next to her wasted no time in reminding. These phantom maidens are not real beings, but the preset spirit of this casino is working.

According to the rules of this casino, the victory or defeat of a fight first requires the approval of both sides of the fight. It's not enough for one side to admit defeat, it's not enough for the winning side to admit it. In the case that the two sides are enemies, the winning side can also completely kill the other party and then recognize the result.

Of course, if one side has lost consciousness, it will be tacitly admitted defeat. This is the case with suspicious profits.

However, when it comes to the payment of gambling funds, in addition to the approval of both the winners and losers, it must also be approved by the gamblers in the underground secret room. If there is anything strange in it, the gambler can also refuse to approve it.

"This ...... This is definitely cheating!" The white-haired lama was still unwilling to accept the facts in front of him, "The fishman who bet heavily on this woman is of the same race, he already knows the inside story, and there must be a collusion!"

For him, a chance miss was nothing. But this time, because the balance of strength was tilted too obviously, he concluded that there was nothing suspicious in it, so he made a heavy bet.

This one was lost, and more than five thousand taels of blood spirit lime were wiped out. Although it was the casino's money, he, as a guru, especially when the middle master had already raised doubts, still turned a deaf ear and was responsible no matter what.

If he really approved the payment of this gambling money, at least he would not be able to eat the casino bowl of rice again, and he might be judged to have to bear this part of the loss personally. In this way, his life has been done in vain.

Gou Zhu sat in the stands, watching all the people stunned, and a few people were ecstatic. He didn't get much excited, but continued to look at the wooden plate that was still empty in front of him, and waited patiently.

With such a huge amount of money, the casino itself always has to struggle with it, and it is not impossible to even find a spurious reason to refuse to pay. But casinos weigh the pros and cons between money and reputation.

"That's right. At this time, both the middle master and the lower master poured their divine thoughts into the jade. Fortunately they had raised their suspicions when the fishman was betting, and even more fortunate that the guru thought it was okay at the time.

In this way, no matter how much damage is caused by this matter, the guru will carry the black cauldron. They will also have some losses, but they will not hurt their bones. And when this teacher is finished, they will have the opportunity to go one step further.

As long as two of the three gamblers approve, the bet will be paid. At this time, the guru jumped up and tried to stop it like crazy, but was immediately dragged out by two strong demon cultivators.

With a slight sweep, Gou Zhu collected all the 1,900 taels of blood spirit stones that had been teleported from the plate into the immortal lotus. If this sum of money is converted into pure yang pills, it is worth nearly two million, which is simply a year's income of a small sect or tribe.

He didn't stay, but quickly left the Doufa Altar with Lian Ling and the others, and disappeared into the bustling sea of people in Tianchi City. As for the dying Li suspicious, he was sold to the Doufa Altar by Lian Ling in exchange for fifty taels of blood spirit stones.

The people in the Dharma Arena knew that Li Rusong would inevitably spend a lot of money to buy back his son. In this way, they can also make up for some of the losses of this losing bet. Of course, this has nothing to do with Lian Ling and Gou Zhu.

Gou Zhu returned to the inn, immediately quit the house, rented two very inconspicuous blue-horned lizards, went all the way north, walked dozens of miles, and then crossed the water by boat, only to find an inn on an inconspicuous secluded island and live again.

As Lian Ling, he naturally disdains to hide like this. But she appreciates the caution of Gou. After all, they had severely offended the cavalry general Li Rusong.

Although she is not afraid, if she causes too much trouble in the Crane Clan, it may affect the plan of Gou. The Crane Clan is the existence of Jindan combat power, and it is also a super large tribe in the demon world second only to the three major clans of Tree People, Ghost Owl and Dream Raccoon Dog, which is not something she can knead at will.

The reason why Gou Zhu changed his residence, in addition to avoiding the possible pursuit of Li Rusong, was that this small island was not far from the location of the underground auction he was going to participate in.

Although He Yan promised to get a letter of recommendation for Lian Ling, Lian Ling no longer took this matter to heart. Obviously, this kind of thing is the most reliable thing only if you do it yourself.

By the time Gou Zhu had everything in order, it was already night, and the two had settled down. Lian Ling sat on a chair, holding the pitch-black box of withered spirit iron pith in his hand, trying to perceive what was hidden in it with his divine sense.

However, the dry spirit iron marrow shielded most of the spiritual powers, and even if she used the Purple Mansion's consummate divine sense, she could not have the slightest sense. If she used the Jindan Divine Sense, she might still be able to feel something.

When she was in the City of the Two Realms, she had already ventured once. Fortunately, she hid in the Earth Emperor Diagram to escape the attention of the Jindan Spiritual Array. This time she didn't want to take another risk.

This made her think that if she took this object and entered the Earth Emperor Diagram, the Earth Emperor Diagram itself would be able to shield the induction of the Spiritual Spirit Array. However, she tried a few times, and found that she was unable to bring this object into the Earth Emperor Diagram.

She researched it and found that the root cause was in the seal with the Crane King's seal. The seal was no ordinary seal, it had a wisp of golden pill divine thoughts on it, refusing to allow it to be teleported to any realm outside of this world.

Since there was no way, Lian Ling did not continue to be persistent, but returned the thing to Gou Zhu and let him receive Xianheli. As for whether he should hand this thing over to He Heng, the Supreme Elder of the Crane Clan, as soon as possible, Lian Ling didn't say, he looked like he should go with him.

If Gou Zhu is in the midst of a catastrophe, then everything he experiences around him, all the causes and effects involved, including this box, may be part of the catastrophe. The more Lian Ling is involved, the more likely it is to trigger the Jindan Tribulation, so it is better for him to deal with it himself.

Gou Zhu's face showed a look of disappointment, he wanted to give this hot hand to Lian Ling so that everything would be worry-free, but he didn't expect Lian Ling to return it to him again. He had no choice but to put it into the fairy lotus himself. It seems that the cause and effect of Xiao Sufeng that he took over still has to be solved by himself.

After everything was settled, Gou Zhu got up and was about to go back to his room, when he suddenly heard Lian Ling say behind him: "Don't go, stay here tonight." ”

Gou Zhu's heart jumped, and he looked back suspiciously. Lian Ling said coldly: "I'm going to do alchemy tonight, and you leave it for me to protect the Fa!"

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At the Taibai Palace on the top of Haoshou Peak, He Heng walked into a dark room and pulled back the black curtains. The pure white sunlight reflected by the white snow was like a jade pillar and shot on the mirror-like sound transmission jade. He Heng was stunned, he saw himself in the mirror.

Don't you see Gao Tang Mingjing's sad white hair, like green silk turning into snow at dusk? Although he had been mentally prepared, his rock-solid heart was still shocked. He never imagined that he would become so old.

Originally, it was just gray hair, but now it is snow-white, and there is not even the slightest variety. The denomination was as dry as a cracked field, and it was covered with black spots. His cheeks are deep-set and his eyes are smoky.

Although his cultivation was as high as the Golden Pill Double Flower, and he was only one step away from the highest level of mortal cultivation at the top of the Three Flowers, he still couldn't stop the passage of Shouyuan. He had lived for nearly 4,000 years, and his death was a matter of time.

If it is cultivated by Jindan people, it is only about 300 years of life. However, the cultivation realm of human cultivation is far faster than that of demon cultivation, and the corresponding longevity is much less. There are one demon and ten ghosts, and the longevity of Jindan demon cultivation is about three thousand years.

If you use various pills and other substances to prolong your lifespan, you can still prolong your breath for a while. But never more than four thousand years. He Heng's lifespan is more than 3,700 years, and taking foreign substances to prolong his life has reached the limit.

Ten years ago, he began a retreat to practice a secret technique of the Tree Clan, called "Dead Wood Burning Longevity". If he succeeds, he can use the Daoji as a salary, burn his salary to prolong his life, and lose his Daoji in exchange for extending his life for another hundred years.

Originally, it was no longer possible for him to count on the Upper Realm, and it didn't matter if he lost the Dao Foundation or not. Unfortunately, there is a high probability of failure in the burning of dead wood. Once it fails, not only will it not be possible to prolong its lifespan, but the loss of the Daoji will be a lot, or even worse. His remaining longevity will also be drastically depleted as a result.

Before the retreat, he made all the preparations, and even the most important thing he gave out for Xiao Sufeng to keep. The result was very unfortunate, he really failed, and he could only get out of the customs halfway.

He wiped the dust off the sound transmission jade. But this only made his old face clearer.

This sound transmission jade is connected to his mind. If someone uses the jade of sound transmission to contact him, even if he is in retreat, he can feel it.

More than ten days ago, he had noticed something unusual. He received some inexplicable contact ideas, as if Xiao Sufeng was trying to contact him, but most of the valuable information was redacted. At that time, he was at the critical juncture of cultivating the Dead Wood Burning Longevity, so he didn't make any moves.

It's hard to say if it was this incident that caused his mood to fluctuate, causing the eventual failure of Dead Wood Burning Shou. Three days later, he went out to investigate the matter.

A disciple who was in charge of maintaining the sound transmission wall admitted that he had modified the spiritual mechanism on the sound transmission wall and intercepted Xiao Sufeng's message for help. At this time, the Xiao family had been wiped out by the demon bandits, and the remnants of the children had already scattered and fled from the demon world.

But this disciple insisted that he was worried that Xiao Sufeng's request for help would disrupt Elder Taishang's cultivation of secret arts. He Heng did not say anything about this, but just expelled him from the White House. Anyway, it is already a fact that his life is about to end, and no matter how big he is, he has not much strength left.

"Where's Uncle?" he shouted back.

The wooden door creaked open. Uncle pushed the door and staggered in, barely bowed, and said, "The slave has been guarding outside the door, what does the master command?"

Seeing that this personal servant who had accompanied him for thousands of years looked older than himself, He Heng suddenly felt relieved and said with a smile:

"The people who are all about to enter the ground, and they are still slaves and slaves? Go quickly, and give me congratulations to the son of the chosen one...... What's it called? He Yan sent him to see me. Immediately, if he can't make it within a quarter of an hour, he won't have to use it, and he will jump into the pool and die!"