King of Consciousness

After Qin Mo made the announcement, he came to Elder Guan, bowed his hands and said, "Elder Guan, I leave this matter to you."

Guan Zhongming smiled bitterly and nodded.

The second prince also waved his hands around and said, "Okay, brothers."

"This prince hereby declares that if I win, I will only take back that one spiritual grass, and all the spiritual stones will be handed over to the brothers for their own distribution."

Then the burly young man also declared, "If he wins, he will only get back his own spiritual grass."

"Wow,"

Everyone was in an uproar, and the young monks, as if they had been given "chicken blood", raised up the spiritual herbs and elixirs in their hands to participate.

A little guy who is only at the seventh level of the body refining stage, no matter how talented he is, what can he do?

As long as he hasn't entered the innate realm, everything is bullshit.

As long as you win the bet, even if you only get one thousandth of it, you still make money.

Ten high-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

For one thousandth, you can get a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. This deal is a great deal.

It's still a good deal to gamble with just one spiritual grass that costs 20 or 30 low-grade spiritual stones.

Maybe you're lucky and if you win, you might win more.

It doesn't matter if you lose, just watch the fun. Only a fool would not do such a good thing.

"Elder Guan, I have a 200-year-old purple ginseng here. Please register it for me."

A young monk came to Guan Zhongming and said, holding a spiritual grass in his hand.

"Elder Guan, here I am..."

Another monk came to Guan Zhongming and said, holding a spiritual medicine.

But before he could finish speaking, he was squeezed out by a monk next to him.

"Elder Guan,..."

"Elder Guan,..."

At that moment, the crowd was full of passion and people were fierce. The monks onlookers rushed to Elder Guan with each piece of spiritual grass and elixir.

Guan Zhongming looked at the surging crowd and was frightened, making him confused.

More and more people came around, and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He quickly directed the young monks who were maintaining order in Canglan Academy to take over the spiritual herbs and elixirs and register them for them.

After he had been busy for most of an hour, he registered all the spiritual herbs and elixirs in the hands of these monks.

I couldn't help but be frightened again by the mountain-like pile of spiritual herbs and elixirs in front of me.

Although the overall grade of these spiritual herbs and elixirs is not high, most of them are only one or two hundred years old.

Occasionally, there are some 300-year-old ones, but they can’t stand the huge quantity.

Nearly 80% of the people in their team participated in this bet.

In other words, there are nearly 800 spiritual herbs and elixirs here.

Of the remaining 20% ​​of the monks who did not participate in gambling, some were really short of money, and some saw that this boy looked wealthy and confident, and were afraid of being deceived by him.

"Are there any monks who want to participate in this bet?"

Guan Zhongming ignored the sweat on his face and looked around.

He has fully entered the role of a notary.

His face was red, he was full of energy, and he was as excited as pointing out the country. He was commanding the field calmly and calmly.

After asking three times in a row, no one answered.

Then he waved his hand and said loudly: "Okay, now we're done placing bets, please Qin Xiaoyou to start testing."

Qin Mo nodded and came to the field.

He stretched his waist, stretched his legs, and then ran around the rocks to stretch his muscles and bones.

After running around for three times, he squatted down and grabbed a stone suddenly. Just as he exhaled loudly, he was about to lift it up.

"Failure! Failure..."

Suddenly, an overwhelming shout came from his ears.

Slowly, the shouts became louder and louder.

Gradually, an overwhelming momentum formed, hitting him from all directions.

Guan Zhongming was shocked again and was about to stop him.

However, he obviously underestimated the determination of everyone to be united and strong. In the end, I had no choice but to give up.

At this time, the entire 20,000-pound weight test was basically over.

Everyone is busy counting the results and preparing for the next round of testing.

It might as well be at this time, but suddenly from the No. 10 signboard, such a uniform, strong and powerful shout was almost overwhelming.

Tens of thousands of people in the field were all attracted by the deafening shouts.

While I was wondering, I heard clearly what was being shouted.

A look of despair appeared on their faces.

"Who is so hated?"

Instead of shouting cheers and words of encouragement to boost morale, everyone unanimously hoped that he would fail.

The eyes of everyone in the audience turned towards him.

They kept whispering to each other, asking how many "unnatural and unjust" things this person had done to make him so hated.

Qin Mo was startled at first by their "heroic" shouts.

He lowered his head slightly and smiled darkly, "Hey, hey, scream, scream as hard as you can."

"It's useless even if you scream to death today." Since ancient times, wealth and silk have moved people's hearts. "If you want to win the high-grade spiritual stone in my hand, you must be prepared to lose the bet."

"It's better to come out and "humble". A small provoking method, plus ten high-grade spiritual stones, has allowed so many people to fall into the palm of your hand."

"If we were to search for this in the wild forest, we would have to search in what year and month to find these nearly 800 spiritual herbs and elixirs."

"That's it. Hehe, when the time comes, all these spiritual herbs and elixirs will be refined into elixirs. I think I won't have to worry about the training resources needed for the body refining period for the time being."