Start with ten draws and then be invincible

"Fellow Daoist, please save us."

A Nascent Soul cultivator said loudly.

"Everyone, don't worry, when the road is uneven, draw your sword to help. With me here, these monsters can't hurt you." Madman Chu's face was full of righteousness, and all the monks present were very excited.

This friend is really chivalrous!

Kuangren Chu was also very satisfied with his appearance, he roared when he saw the injustice, and acted aggressively when it was time to act aggressive!

Anyway, to him, these monsters are nothing more than little minions, and saving these monks is just a piece of cake.

A monster flapped its wings and rushed towards Madman Chu, its sharp claws reflected an incomparably cold light in the sun.

Immediately afterwards, more monsters flew towards Madman Chu.

Madman Chu didn't even take the sword, and it was directly cast by a battle king's domain, covering the void with a radius of thousands of feet.

A large number of birds were restrained in the air, unable to move!

"die!"

Madman Chu raised his hand, his spiritual power surged, and he played out the Renshan Yinjue.

There was a bang, and all the monsters died on the spot. Even if it was just the aftermath, it wasn't these Jindan, Yuanying's monsters that could stop it.

The unparalleled power of Renshan Yinjue shocked everyone present, and the domain of the King of War made them gasp.

"This, this is the domain!"

"This young man is actually a monk at the level of a war king. He is only so old, and he has such a cultivation level."

"Which sage is the arrogance of the orthodox tradition?!"

Most of the people on the fairy boat are monks from small sects, not even a guardian around them, and the ones with the highest cultivation level are only at the Nascent Soul Realm. To them, the King of War is already a great figure.

After realizing the astonishing strength of Chu Kuangren, the remaining monsters didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly flapped their wings and fled.

After a while, not even half a monster could be seen in the sky where the demon atmosphere was originally surging, only the casualties of the fairy boat and the damaged fairy boat were left, indicating that a fight had taken place here.

On the fairy boat, an old man in the Nascent Soul Stage stepped forward and said respectfully to Madman Chu: "I am the elder of the Tieshan Sect, thank you for your help, and dare to ask you Gao's name."

"Crazy man Xia Chu, I have met fellow Taoists."

"Chu madman? But that legendary Chu madman who single-handedly defeated five young emperors in a row!" Yuanying old man turned pale with shock.

The rest of the people were even more shocked.

He had already guessed that Madman Chu's identity was not easy, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually the rumored peerless genius Chu Madman!

"You are Madman Chu, fellow Daoist Chu!" At this moment, a young man stepped out of the fairy boat and looked at Madman Chu excitedly.

"It's down."

"Great, I finally saw a real person. Yun Feiyang was a casual cultivator in Xiabeiling Daozhou. Three years ago, fellow Taoists beheaded [-] demon cultivators in Beiling Daozhou, saving hundreds of millions of people from fire and water. It is Daozhou. Great benefactor, I have been fascinated for a long time, and I finally saw you today."

After Yun Feiyang saw the idol he had admired for a long time, his expression of excitement was beyond words, and he almost rushed to ask Madman Chu for his autograph.

Chapter 130: The City of Worshiping Sword is like a fish in water, practicing gambling in the world

Madman Chu disappeared for three years, and his deeds were gradually covered up by the rest of the Tianjiao who emerged one after another, but some people did not forget.

For example, in Beiling Daozhou, where the name of Madman Chu is still a monk, it is a legend passed down by the common people.

His deeds of beheading [-] demon cultivators and saving Daozhou were recorded in the annals of history, leaving a lasting impression through the ages, and countless monks regarded him as an example.

Yun Feiyang is one of them.

"Beiling Daozhou, after that catastrophe, how is Daozhou doing?" Madman Chu asked, revealing his memories.

He was just asking casually, but from Yun Feiyang's point of view, it was he who cared about the people, and his kindness made him even more admired.

"Since the catastrophe, Daozhou has suffered huge losses, and the talents of various sects have withered, but in the past few years, they have gradually recovered, and the Taoist system of the Shanhe Sect that was destroyed in the past has also been rebuilt." Yun Feiyang said.

"That's good."

"By the way, is Fellow Daoist Chu also going to worship Sword City?"

"Worship Sword City?" Madman Chu was a little puzzled.

Seeing the expression on his face, Yun Feiyang knew that he had misunderstood, and said: "Recently, Sword City is holding a sword-grabbing conference, and all the monks are going to join in the fun. I thought Fellow Daoist Chu is the same."

"Oh, you all went to worship Sword City?"

"Yes."

"That's just right, let's go together." Madman Chu became a little interested.

"Really, that's great!" Yun Feiyang was even more excited, being able to walk with idols was something he always dreamed of doing.

Along the way, Yun Feiyang was very enthusiastic about Chu Kuangren, and the others were also very curious about this peerless genius, but unlike Yun Feiyang, they were just observing silently, and did not have much interaction.

"Sword Worship City is the most concentrated place for swordsmiths in Qinglong Region, and its history can even be traced back tens of thousands of years ago."

"The swords cast by Sword City are very famous in the Azure Dragon Region and even the sky star, especially the centuries-old swords. Each one is a dream weapon for sword cultivators. Every time it is born, it will attract many people..."

Yun Feiyang was talking next to Madman Chu.

The so-called hundred-year-old sword is a famous sword that is only cast every hundred years in the Sword City. Every time it is cast, a sword-grabbing conference will be held to invite sword repairers from all over the world to find a master for the famous sword.

Recently, it was the time when the century-old famous sword appeared in the world, and now all the sword cultivators, large and small, in the Azure Dragon Region were running towards the Sword City.

Even some monks who are not sword cultivators ran to join in the fun.

"Xuantianzong is good at swordsmanship, and has some friendship with Sword Worship City. Thirty percent of the swords on the sword mountain are from Sword Worship City."

"In addition, the Kunwu holy sword in your hand is also one of the century-old famous swords of Sword City." At this time, the Seventh Patriarch said via voice transmission.

There was a look of surprise in Chu Kuangren's eyes.

"Worship Sword City can forge holy swords?"

"That's not to say, there are not many swords that are holy swords as soon as they are cast. The sword is psychic because of holding it. The Kunwu holy sword became a holy sword because of an ancestor of the Xuantian sect."

"Actually, it's the same whether it's a sword or any other weapon. Most of the holy weapons were not holy weapons at first. They were only cultivated by saints, contaminated with the charm of saints, and gradually became holy weapons..."

"It's just that some weapons are more likely to become holy weapons due to material problems, or become more powerful after becoming holy weapons..."

"A good weapon will continue to increase in grade as the monk's cultivation level is promoted, and it is not impossible to become an emperor soldier in the end. The hundred-year-old sword of Worship Sword City is such a weapon..."

The Seventh Patriarch popularized the knowledge of Chu Madman.

Madman Chu nodded slightly. He had read these things in the classics before, but the Seventh Patriarch spoke more straightforwardly and easily understandable.

……

A day later, Madman Chu and the others came to Sword Worship City.

The city is very lively, people come and go, blacksmith shops can be seen everywhere on both sides of the street, and the sound of tinkling iron can be heard constantly.

Some blacksmithing sounds are very noisy, while others are very pleasant, with some kind of mysterious Taoist rhyme, like a piece of music...

Except for the blacksmith's shop, sword cultivators can be seen everywhere in Sword Worship City. Regardless of men, women, young or old, nine out of ten monks that Madman Chu saw were filled with the charm of the sword.

Arriving here, Chu Kuangren's Dao heart jumped for joy.

He is the Nine-Aperture Linglong Sword Heart, who is naturally compatible with the Dao of the Sword. Now that he has come to the Sword City, he feels like a fish in water.

"Interesting." Madman Chu smiled.

This feeling made him very happy.

It's really the right time to worship Sword City.

"Friend Daoist Yun, let's part here."

Chu Kuangren cupped his hands toward Yun Feiyang.

"Well, fellow Daoist Chu, goodbye." Yun Feiyang was a little reluctant. Although he only spent one day with his idol, he was already deeply attracted by the idol's personality.

Looking at the back of Madman Chu leaving, Yun Feiyang secretly made up his mind that from now on, he will practice hard, work hard, and become an outstanding monk like his idol in the future.

After parting with Yun Feiyang and the others, Chu Kuangren took Lan Yu to find an inn to stay in first.

Since the Sword Seizing Conference was about to be held, many monks came to Sword Forging City, and almost all the inns were full.

But this is basically not a problem for Chu Kuangren. With his wealth, he can build an inn with a pile of spirit stones.

After finding a place to live, night fell.

The night market in Baijian City is very lively. Chu Kuangren took Lan Yu to wander the streets and passed by a stall.

The owner of this stall is a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe, and there are strangely shaped stones in front of him.

Each stone was marked with a price, and the cheapest one cost 100 yuan for a high-grade spirit stone, which was an unbearable price for most monks.

"The appearance of these rough stones looks good."

"Well, it is indeed good, but even if it is a high-grade rough stone, there are only a few hundred high-grade spirit stones. He dared to ask for 100 yuan for a high-grade spirit stone, which is a bit high."

"Anyway, there are a lot of rich people in this world. I'm not afraid that no one will buy it. Look, those few are just picking the ones that they are interested in."

The booth was crowded with people.

Madman Chu and Lan Yu also joined in to watch the excitement.

"This is betting on stones." Madman Chu said after watching for a while.

Occasionally, some stones wrapped with rare minerals will be formed in the place where the aura between heaven and earth gathers. These stones are called rough stones.

The surface of the rough stone is very strange, and the spirit cannot penetrate it, so the value can only be judged by means of eyesight, experience, etc. Sometimes a piece of ordinary rough stone can produce top-notch minerals, and the value can be multiplied by tens or hundreds of times, and sometimes it is bought at a high price. The original stone returned was a piece of waste material.

"Brother, do you want to give it a try?" The owner of the booth saw that Madman Chu was interested, so he invited him out loud.

Madman Chu thought for a while, then squatted down, and said with a smile, "Then I'll pick a few pieces to play with."

Anyway, there are a lot of spirit stones in his Qiankun ring, so it can withstand his playing.

He casually pointed to a pitch-black stone, "Just this one."

Everyone saw that he ordered a piece without looking carefully, and immediately knew that it was a rookie in the stone gambling circle.

No, let alone a rookie, I guess I have never touched it before.

Chapter 131: Phoenix Blood Stone, Earth Spirit Crystal, this is my first time playing

"Fellow Daoist, are you sure you've chosen this one and don't want to change it?" The owner of the booth smiled lightly. These rough stones belong to him.

The piece chosen by Chu Kuang is undoubtedly the best choice.

The chances of getting something good are very low.

"I won't change it, just this one." Kuangren Chu laughed.

Next to him, an old man who was also picking up rough stones saw that Madman Chu was so casual, and said, "It's no wonder you can get something good with such a choice, young man, betting on stones is not as easy as you think."

"This line of business is not just based on luck."

The old man has been in the stone gambling circle for hundreds of years, and his experience is extremely rich. What he looks down on most is those who rely on luck. In his opinion, a moment of good luck means nothing at all.

"Heh, thank you fellow daoist for reminding me, it's just for fun."

Madman Chu smiled and didn't say anything. Seeing his indifferent appearance, the old man snorted softly, quite dissatisfied.

"Okay, I have someone who specializes in helping people open stones. I just need to spend a piece of high-grade spirit stone, how about it, do you want it?" the boss said.

"can."

"A total of one hundred and one high-grade spirit stones."

After Madman Chu paid for the spirit stone, he asked someone to open it with his original stone, and the surrounding crowd looked on curiously.

Although they didn't have any hope, they didn't want to see this excitement for nothing. Some people even had the mentality of watching a joke.

"Do you think it can go up?"

"What the hell! Judging from my decades of experience in betting on stones, this rough stone is basically a piece of waste material, and it can't be raised."

"Yes, the condition is too bad."

"Even if you can see something, it is probably the most inferior jade, and the 100 yuan high-grade spirit stone is definitely a loss."

No one can think that this rough stone can rise.

In fact, it is very simple for the madman Chu to know whether this rough stone can increase or not.