Xiuxian exchange system

After getting the gambling tickets, Lai Wuhen and Qianyao randomly chose an unoccupied place to sit down.

The arena they bet on is nothing more than two body-refining monks fighting.

One of them was a burly man with a body tempering fifth stage cultivation base, and he could dance with a nine-foot long stick like a tiger.

His opponent was a petite woman, who was also at the fifth level of Body Tempering, with a pair of daggers in her hands, moving left and right, and her movements were extremely flexible.

The two fought back and forth more than a dozen times in a blink of an eye, but they looked like they were inseparable.

The burly man's long stick defended his whole body tightly, and although the little girl's movements were flexible, she couldn't break through the burly man's defense at all.

There were not many monks watching under this arena, and some people lost interest after watching it for a while, and moved to other arenas.

Lai Wuhen bet on the burly man to win, but he seemed to enjoy watching it.

Qianyao bet on the petite girl to win. Her understanding of body training is not as deep as that of Lai Wuhen. Without absolute certainty, she would not gamble with Lingshi.

Although the two men have the same level of cultivation in the arena, it is obvious that they cultivate in different directions. The burly man focuses on strength, while the petite woman focuses on body skills.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, the petite woman actually put the dagger at the throat of the burly man at the cost of a serious arm injury, and won the fight.

Lai Wuhen raised his eyebrows. He didn't care if he lost 100 taels of spirit stones. In the confrontation between strength and agility, if the strength cannot be absolutely crushed, it is easy for opponents with superb agility to find loopholes.

Ordinary warriors and body-training cultivators would not make a certain aspect of their abilities particularly prominent. In the long run, it is most beneficial to develop in an all-round way.

But having said that, if one can maximize one's ability in a certain aspect, the result may be completely different.

The reason why I failed to advance was not because of my talent, but because of my choice back then. If it was always so difficult when I crossed the big realm, I am afraid that the way I once imagined would not be so easy to achieve.

For a while, Lai Wuhen thought a lot in his mind.

Qian Yao only won a couple of spirit stones in a bet, and her mood improved a lot, but seeing that Lai Wuhen's face was a little dignified, she didn't say much.

The competitions in other arenas ended one after another, and there was no other competition to continue for a while.

More and more monks came to the arena, and the auditorium that could accommodate tens of thousands of people was quickly filled, and many later monks could only stand on the periphery.

A flash of light flashed from the height and landed on a ring in the center of the arena.

A monk in the early stage of the Jindan period.

With a sweep of his consciousness, Lai Wuhen could clearly see the other party's cultivation, and his eyes could not help but focus on the ten people who came out from one end of the arena.

Five of the ten people were slender women who were dragged out by being chained together by a pitch-black chain.

Their bodies were stained with blood, and their cultivation bases were all in the early stage of foundation establishment, but their aura fluctuated from time to time. It was obvious that restrictions had been planted on their bodies, and they didn't even have a pair of shoes on their feet.

Lai Wuhen could see that they were very reluctant to come out, but the five body-refinement cultivators who dragged them all had a level of blood-melting cultivation, how could they resist the five people who were injured and restricted? The power of body monks.

One of them tried to resist, but was slapped by the body cultivator next to him, and almost fainted on the ground.

After half-delaying and half-pushing, a group of people finally got on the ring.

The cultivator at the early stage of Jindan looked around and said with a slight smile: "These are the five demon cultivators that Shen met by accident. Although their cultivation is not worth mentioning, if the fellow Taoists present are interested Buying it back, whether it is used as a furnace for cultivation or as a servant is good."

When some monks heard this, they began to whisper.

Furnace cauldron is another way of saying forced double cultivation, and servants are purely the object of venting, and their status is even inferior to a spirit beast.

The battle between the two types of monsters has lasted for tens of thousands of years in the Ten Thousand Islands Sea, and the hatred between the two sides has reached the point where water and fire are incompatible.

When monks from two races met, the losing party was beheaded on the spot, which was considered a relatively good result.

I am afraid that if I am captured alive, I will be humiliated in every way, and I can't help myself.

Lai Wuhen had only heard about it before, and he had killed more than a dozen monster monks, but he didn't have any interest in killing them.

But many monks on the field don't think so.

The female cultivators of the Yaozu are not necessarily stunning in appearance, but they are all top-notch in figure. Even some female cultivators couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva.

"Of course, Yanlin City has its own rules. Even if a fellow Taoist bids to buy them, they can't be taken away immediately. They must also be asked to participate in a gambling fight. Only those who win are eligible to leave. go."

The monk surnamed Shen saw that the emotions of the monks in the auditorium were almost mobilized, and he said again: "We will start bidding now, starting at 5 taels of spiritual stones per person, and each increase should not be less than 1000 taels of spiritual stones."

5 taels of spirit stones is a sky-high price for a monk in the Qi refining period or a cultivating body, and most of the people who can really bid are only a small number of monks in the Foundation building period.

Lai Wuhen originally wanted to watch the gambling fight, but he didn't expect this kind of scene. He and Qian Yao exchanged a glance, then lost interest, got up and prepared to leave.

The spiritual consciousness of the monk surnamed Shen can naturally sense the movements of Lai Wuhen and the two of them. He only glanced at him and didn't say much.

"One million taels of spirit stones."

"Sixty-five thousand two spirit stones."

There have been bids already made.

As soon as Lai Wuhen and the two walked to the gate of the arena, they felt a terrifying coercion descending from the sky.

Based on their knowledge, they naturally knew that this breath came from monks in the Nascent Soul stage.

Immediately, there was no time to think about anything, the light flashed on his body, and he fled to the outside.

The monk surnamed Shen's face froze when he was grabbed by a woman with a voluptuous figure and tore it in half. A golden pill fell out of his body and was taken away by the woman stand up.

"Old Ancestor." One of the locked women exclaimed.

Seeing this scene, the other monks in the field became chaotic in an instant. Some monks in the foundation period directly broke through the wall and fled outside.

Many monks rushed to the gate together, and there was no way to escape all at once.

As soon as the enchanting woman raised her hand, a flash of light struck towards the group of monks at the gate.

"Fellow Daoist chopped down my fellow human beings as spiritual grass, isn't that good." A loud voice sounded, and a middle-aged monk in a green robe stood in front of the flashing light.

Lai Wuhen and Qianyao felt the two powerful waves of mana fighting behind them, so they didn't dare to stay for a while.