Chapter 436: Enlightenment Relics and Enticing the Enemy

After Yan Jing took Wu Yan's bet, he looked at the black figure disappearing from the gambling hall, and his expression became serious again. After whispering a few words to the two assistants, he went to a huge deep courtyard behind the main hall of the gambling house without looking back.

Along the way, all the Yan family disciples and servant monks he met greeted him with great respect. Yan Jing was in no mood to pay attention to this and walked straight towards the inner house.

The more he thought about it at the moment, the more he felt that today's incident was weird and weird, so that now he felt a little uneasy.

After a while, Yan Jing came to a heavily restricted courtyard in the inner house, took out a token, waved it towards the light curtain of the magic circle outside the courtyard, and walked towards a cracked portal on the light screen of the magic circle. Got in.

"Third brother, what do you want from me? You look like you are worried. Could it be that the gambling house is in trouble?" When Yan Jing appeared in front of an inconspicuous ancient well in the courtyard, a peaceful voice came from the ancient well. Passed out.

"My younger brother, Yan Jing, pay homage to the head of the family!" Even though it was his brother, Yan Jing still bowed respectfully and solemnly towards the mouth of the ancient well, and then continued: "Second brother, come to the gambling house today. I met a mysterious monk..."

Yan Jing told the man who was cultivating in the ancient well what had just happened in the gambling shop in detail, not daring to miss any detail. The man listened quietly, occasionally asking one or two key questions.

After the meal, Yan Jing finished speaking and stood respectfully at the mouth of the well, waiting for instructions from the man inside.

The man pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Hehe, what a confident boy!"

Yan Jing was startled when he heard this and said unconsciously: "Second brother, do you know this person?"

"Hehe, although I have never met this person, judging from what you just described, I am somewhat sure that the person who placed this huge bet today should be that weird boy. He is very confident. Dare you do this?" The man said with a playful smile.

"Second brother, who are you? Why are you so confused?" Yan Jing was confused by the words of the man in the well and could only ask with a wry smile.

"Third brother, I've said so much, but you still can't guess? It seems that you didn't read carefully the jade slip with detailed information that I wrote personally." The man said with a reproachful tone, " The person who just placed the bet was most likely Wu Yan himself, the leader of Order No. 9. He changed his appearance and attire and came here to place a bet. He even dared to place a dead bet, betting that he would get the first place in the assessment. Not only that. , he dared to bet that he could win all the way. Hehe, this guy's confidence really aroused my interest. When I looked at this guy at the Hunter Sea Training Camp last time, I noticed something strange. , I realized that this person’s spiritual consciousness cultivation has actually reached the perfect state of the late Nascent Soul. If he can understand the Yuan Shen’s artistic conception again, it is really possible to win the first place in this battle assessment. "

When Yan Jing heard what the man said, his eyes widened immediately, and he said with disbelief: "How could it be him? Could it be that he has already understood the artistic conception of Yuanshen? Otherwise, how could it be possible so easily? It can obliterate my spiritual consciousness, and there is still an aura about it that makes my soul feel extremely frightened!"

"Oh? So, this person has hidden his understanding of Yuan Shen's artistic conception? Hehe, it is more interesting. However, this possibility does not seem to be high. I have checked this person's past in detail The experience is full of weirdness. Moreover, this person seems to be arrogant and arrogant, but in fact he is very careful and cautious. He dared to make such a big gamble this time," the man said with strong interest.

"So, isn't it very likely that he will win the first place this time? Second brother, what should we do? He has placed so many bets and the odds are so high. If he can really win, our Yan family will probably win this time. It's going to be a big fight in his hands!" Yan Jing said worriedly.

"Hey, how can anyone who runs a gambling house always make a profit without losing money? Besides, the results may not be as bad as I just said. Don't forget who are participating in the battle assessment this time. The four major sects Which of those genius disciples is worse? What if this person really understands the spirit of the soul? Don't forget that each of these genius disciples of the four major sects has one or two things in their hands. The quasi-spiritual treasure level secret treasure given by the inner master. Although the quasi-spiritual treasure level secret treasure can only be exerted by monks who have understood the Yuan Shen's artistic conception, many of those genius disciples have understood the Yuan Shen's artistic conception. I don't believe that a small cultivator like this can really defeat these talented disciples. According to reliable information, this person can only condense magic seeds. It’s only been a year, how can I have time to refine my magic weapon?” the man said with a sneer.

Yan Jing pondered for a moment and nodded with some approval, but he still seemed a little uneasy. He thought for a while and said: "Just in case, I think it's better to try to weigh this before the assessment." Talent is.”

"What are you going to do?" the man asked with interest.

"My little brother has decided to open the ruins of the ancient Taoist enlightenment secret place outside the suburban city. He ordered Yan Fei to come forward and invite these people to participate in the Tao discussion. At that time, I will hide aside and observe carefully so that I can make the most accurate decision. Judgment." Yan Jing thought for a moment and gritted his teeth in pain.

"Well, that's a good idea. Hehe, I just happen to have nothing to do these days, so I might as well go and see what's going on. Third brother, is there anything else?" The man said with a grin.

"Nothing else. I'll take my leave!" Yan Jing bowed respectfully and then carefully left the house.

...

After leaving the Yan family gambling house, Wu Yan strolled around the Yan family castle.

He appeared in the residential area of ​​mortals and in the place where monks gathered. In short, he wandered around casually, as if he was very interested in the Yan family castle.

However, when Wu Yan was strolling, he would always look back strangely from time to time, as if he was on guard against being followed.

After strolling for more than an hour, Wu Yan seemed to be relieved and walked into a store. A moment later, a short and strong monk in an ordinary green robe came out of the store. After observing for a moment, he went out of the city without hesitation.

After leaving Yanjiabao City, this short and strong monk in green robe flew directly towards the suburban city of Lijia. After a few moments, this short and strong monk circled and went to the suburban city of Jijia.

When he was still dozens of miles away from the suburban city of Jijia, this short and strong monk suddenly retracted his light and landed in a small valley in a desolate forest below. After a flash of light green light, he suddenly disappeared from the valley.

More than an hour passed unknowingly. This desolate small valley seemed to have not changed at all. However, at this time, a short and thin old farmer in a brown cloth robe, carrying a hoe on his shoulder, sang a hoarse and unpleasant ballad, and appeared in this desolate valley.

The old farmer's bun was randomly tied on his head and was stuck with an ordinary hair fork in the shape of a wooden sword, which looked weird.

After the old farmer walked around the valley with a hum, he started to say some inexplicable words, as if he was lamenting that the harvest was not good and he wanted to find a more fertile place to reclaim the land and plant crops.

After the old farmer surveyed the entire valley, he sat down on the only big stone in the valley with a strange look on his face, then took off the pipe from his waist, lit it, and smoked it from time to time.

After the old farmer finished smoking the pipe, he stood up and walked around the valley, and used the hoe in his hand to touch this and that, as if he was investigating the terrain.

After more than an hour of dawdling, the old farmer muttered a few words, picked up the hoe again and left the valley. There was still no change in the valley.

A wind passed through the forest, rolling up a gust of dust, forming a small whirlwind in the valley, and stopped when it blew into the valley where the old farmer had just lived. A lot of dust fell, staining the big stone with filth.

After a moment, a short brown figure strangely stood still several feet above the boulder, muttering to himself: "Strange, how come that boy disappeared?"

After looking around for a while, the short brown figure found nothing, shook his head, and turned into a beam of light and flew into the sky, disappearing. The valley fell into silence.

The night gradually fell, and the evening smoke was all around. The whole valley was quiet. Except for the occasional small beast passing through the valley, there was no sound in the whole valley.

Suddenly, a dark shadow suddenly appeared above the valley, and raised his hand and threw it, and a dark blue fire fell into the valley.

Before the fire fell to the ground, the whole valley began to burn violently, and in an instant, it was burned to ashes.

After a moment, a cold wind blew, and the black ashes burned in the whole valley were blown up by the wind and scattered to the wild forest in all directions. After being stained by the black ash, the wild forests on all sides also turned into black ash like melting snow.

With the valley as the center, within a radius of several miles, it turned into a huge black pit several feet deep in a moment.

The dark shadow flashed and revealed his face. It was the short man in brown robe who had returned during the day. Seeing that he still did not find the pursuer after all these actions, he turned into a ray of light and left the place with a gloomy face.

There was still nothing unusual in the black pit of several miles.

Time passed slowly until dawn came, the sun rose slowly from the east, and the brown-robed figure never appeared again.

Suddenly, at the location where the big rock in the valley of the black pit used to be, the soil shook, and the big rock that had not been completely burned floated up out of thin air. Then, a light green figure emerged from underneath it, and rushed out of the black pit, holding the big rock lightly in its hand, and froze in the void.