Chapter 122: Millions of Spirit Crystals(1/2)
"Lan Xiaoyu..."
Feng Qing'er pointed at the other person's nose and screamed, her anger almost burned her mind.
"Yaah, how are you? How are you?"
Lan Xiaoyu put her hips on her hips, shook her head, and said with an extremely strange smile.
"You, you…!"
Feng Qing'er was trembling in anger, but she could do nothing. She shook her hair and shouted, "Hu Hai, go!"
"Yes, I will definitely defeat him!"
Hu Hai is big and thick, and looks like a rash man, but his vision is extremely bright and his wisdom is connotated.
"A top-quality celestial weapon, can you bet on it?"
He came across from Tongtian and looked down at him and asked.
"The bet can only be more than ten thousand years of spiritual medicine, spiritual fruit, spiritual plant or spiritual crystal!"
The sky said lightly.
Hu Hai had no choice but to look back at Feng Qing'er.
"There are eighteen heavenly fruits here!"
Feng Qing'er was very straightforward and threw out eighteen jade boxes. Each of them was sealed with a fruit, which was covered with red light and was very beautiful. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary thing.
"Tianxin Fruit? It blooms once in 180 years, but the flowers do not fall, and will wither only after ten years, and then bear fruit. It will mature after one hundred and ten years, and it will take three hundred years to mature. It is not bad, not bad, one can withstand a ten thousand-year-old little medicine king!"
Tongtian glanced at him and told the details of Tianxinguo. He shook his head and said, "Is that the only one? I'm so stingy!"
"What?"
Feng Qing'er screamed, "This is the Tianxinguo, the extremely rare Tianxinguo. You local bun, do you know the preciousness of Tianxinguo? Every one of the elixirs has the ability to improve the powerful people of the Shenchi Pool to a small realm? At least one medicine king worth 100,000 years, you just treat it as a little medicine king. Could it be that you are timid and deliberately belittle the value of Tianxinguo?"
"A heavenly fruit is equivalent to a little medicine king. If you want to bet, bet and leave without bet!"
Tongtian snorted coldly.
"That's right, the spiritual fruit of three hundred years is the little medicine king who has been worth ten thousand years. It's obvious that Brother Gu has suffered a great loss. You, the little princess of the Great Wind Empire, are really stingy. If you don't gamble, leave quickly and save time."
Lan Xiaoyu curled her lips and said sarcastically.
"Hu Hai, are you sure?"
Feng Qing'er ignored Lan Xiaoyu and asked Hu Hai instead.
"I am always confident, but I will lose; I am sure of the painting, but I am sure of the bloody clothes, but I am sure of the result, but I can't guarantee it, so I can only do my best! After all, you invited me to come and asked me to bet, so I will bet, and the others are all based on your judgment."
Hu Hai said indifferently.
He didn't dare to make a promise.
Although he was very confident, he still had no confidence in the face of the magical Tongtian.
As he said, Chang Kaihuai and others were sure, but the result was a terrible defeat.
"I bet, I have a total of 180 spiritual fruits here. Each one is no worse than the Tianxin fruit. Among them is the rare seven-color rainbow fruit, which is worth fifty medicine kings of 100,000 years!"
Feng Qing'er gritted her teeth and threw out jade boxes, which contained various rare fruits. Even though they had been sealed, she could still sense the surging vitality contained in it.
"Ah, Xiao Qing'er, it's worthy of being Xiao Qing'er, what a big deal!"
Lan Xiaoyu clapped her hands and said with a smile.
Tongtian glanced at him and understood the value of those spiritual fruits, nodded and said, "Okay! How to bet?"
"Writing a talisman!"
Hu Hai took out a table and placed it in front of him, took out the ink of the talisman, spread out the talisman paper, and finally took out a golden pen, "In ten breaths, it depends on whoever makes the talisman has a high grade and good quality, and whoever wins, how about it?"
Tongtian nodded.
"I heard that Hu Hai is the first talisman master in the Dafeng Empire. He has a peerless talent for the art of talismans!" Lan Xiaoyu said, "I can be a referee. Are you all ready to announce the start time?"
Tongtian also took out a set of tools, and still placed them on the ground casually, nodding to indicate that he was ready.
"Okay, start now!"
Lan Xiaoyu looked at the two of them and gave an order.
Swish...
Hu Hai's methods are extraordinary, and he is indeed amazing in the talisman path. He rotates his wrist and scatters ink, and outlines the talisman, and is free and easy. With only eight breaths, a talisman has been made.
"Ice cone talisman, medium-grade ground level, top-notch!"
Hu Hai picked up the talisman he had just made and was very satisfied. Then he looked at Tongtian and smiled, "Are you convinced?"
The eyes around him suddenly turned to him, with sarcasm and mercy.
He suddenly felt a bad feeling.
"Ice cone talisman, the best grade at the ground level, is also the best!"
Tongtian said with a smile.
"impossible!"
Hu Hai screamed, "How could you be so evil? You are unparalleled in painting, unparalleled in chess, unparalleled in elixir, unparalleled in combat power, even the talisman... How could you, you, how could this be possible? How could there be such a demonic genius in the world? It's unreasonable!"
Feng Qing'er's face was as pale as paper, and she was more shocked.
"You don't understand the world of genius!"
Tongtian said lightly, waved his hand to take away all the bets, shouting, "Who else?"
The surroundings were silent, and the eyes looked at him, as if they were looking at a true dragon flying in the sky.
"Ask a weak question!" Lan Xiaoyu showed admiration, her eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, and her voice was low, as if a female slave asked her master, "Is there anything else you can't do?"
"It seems, it seems, maybe, maybe, for the time being, maybe not yet?"
Tongtian quipped and laughed.
"It's really so awesome?" Lan Xiaoyu's eyes shone even more, "How about I'll compete with you?"
"sure!"
Tongtian agreed.
“How about dancing?”
Lan Xiaoyu asked.
Tongtian's smile immediately froze.
There was a sudden burst of laughter around him.
"Or, who has the longer hair?"
"Or, who has whiter skin?"
"Or, who have smaller feet?"
"If it doesn't work, then who is the lower person?"
Lan Xiaoyu said one after another.
The laughter was even louder around.
"That, I said, this is a gambling battle on the truth. Your competitions are not within the scope!"
Tongtian was so amused that he could see that Lan Xiaoyu was just joking.
"Tao is all things, Tao is everywhere, and the competition I mentioned is of course Tao!"
Lan Xiaoyu smiled sly and blinked her particularly beautiful eyes.
Tongtian shook his head and said nothing.
He knew how terrible it would be if a woman became serious.
"Who else? If not, it's over!"
Tongtian shouted again.
"I'll do it!"
A deep voice came from the foot of the mountain, and there were about a dozen people standing there, two of them, with strong auras that made Tongtian very shocked.
"The Realm of Shenhu?"
Tongtian narrowed his eyes and a smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.
Two of the young men climbed the stairs and came slowly. One of them had one hand on his back, with a steady temperament, sharp eyes, and a golden python robe. He was noble. The other was tall and had explosive power hidden in his body. His bronze arms were as thick as his thighs.
"The wind is like a dragon!"
Lan Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes and showed a cautious look for the first time.
"Brother Long, you are here!"
To be continued...