Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan was surprised and delighted, saying: "This vestment has at least ten times more gravity. If you wear it for practice, you will get twice the result with half the effort!"

Lu Jiangpeng said: "To be precise, it is fifteen times the gravity. There is a gravity formation on this vest, and even your blood and breath are suppressed fifteen times."

"Haha, great!"

Yang Qingxuan thought of the Hundredfold Gravity Domain in the mine. Although the pressure was very uncomfortable, it directly increased his cultivation by one level. The 15 times the gravity was just right and did not affect his daily actions.

He tried to jump up, and the blue brick under his feet broke into pieces with a "bang", jumping seven or eight feet high.

After landing, he stepped on the ground with his feet and smashed two blue bricks again, and found that Lu Jiangpeng opened his mouth wide, as if petrified.

Yang Qingxuan shook his hand and said, "Elder Lu, Elder Lu, are you okay?"

Lu Jiangpeng shook his head and looked at him in a daze. After a while, he exhaled and waved his hand: "People are better than people, so angry. Don't say it, don't say it. You go, after the tenth level of body tempering , I will give you a third gift."

"Thank you elder!"

Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed. With this black gold vest, his time to reach the tenth level of the body tempering will be greatly shortened.

After bidding farewell to Lu Jiangpeng, he left the college and headed towards Mingyue Villa.

Mingyue Mountain Villa is a gold-selling cave where the wealthy people gather in the east of the city. The exterior is a very magnificent high-rise building with seven golden characters on the floor: When will the bright moon shine on me?

After showing the token given by Wen Wen, Ma Tsai immediately came to lead the way, and there were voices of men and women making fun of men and women along the way. The Ma Tsai who led the way laughed and said, "Don't blame you, this villa has everything. As long as you have money, this is heaven."

Yang Qingxuan smiled without saying a word. I have seen this kind of scene a lot, so naturally there will be no surprises.

Ma Tsai saw that he was extraordinary, with a heroic spirit in his bright eyes and beautiful eyebrows, and couldn't help but raise a point: "In gambling arena, remember to be greedy and do what you can."

Yang Qingxuan said "Oh?", then asked: "What does this mean, brother?"

Ma Tsai seemed to feel that he had made a mistake. After his face changed slightly, he smiled and said, "In fact, it's nothing. Since you dare to gambling, you must have two brushes. You must be from Tian Cong Academy, I already I have seen many students come here to make money."

Seeing that he was alert, Yang Qingxuan stopped asking more questions. Every field has its own rules. As a horse, it is indeed a taboo to talk too much.

Soon, through several long corridors, the laughter of those **** people gradually faded away. After passing through a long narrow and dark aisle, he entered a wing room.

The light inside was dim, groups of people came and went in and out, and there was a loud noise not far from the next door. The environment was like a black boxing place, and the nature of this gambling fight was indeed no different from black boxing.

Ma Zai took him to an old man and said, "This is Mr. Lu." He bowed and retreated.

Mr. Na Lu was thin and thin, and looked at Yang Qingxuan with a pair of shrewd little eyes, then smiled: "Wen Wen brought it? What is your cultivation base...?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "Ten levels of Qiwu."

Mr. Lu smiled and nodded, and said: "Yes, at such an age, it is quite good to be able to cultivate ten levels of Qi and Wu. Has Wen and Wen told you about the rules here?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "I don't know what I know, I hope Mr. Lu will elaborate." There is no good money in the world. Everyone licks blood on the edge of the knife. It is better to ask clearly.

Mr. Lu nodded appreciatively, and said: "You are very cautious and very good. The rules are very simple. We will arrange a competition that is almost the same as yours. After a game, you can get 50 credits regardless of victory or defeat."

Yang Qingxuan suspiciously said: "If this is the case, who will work hard to win?"

Mr. Lu smiled and lay comfortably on the Grand Master’s chair, rubbing his hands in front of him, he said: "A gambling fight does not admit defeat. Only if the winner stops will it be over. And if the loser is killed, the winner will Will get five times the reward."

"what?!"

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically, and murderous aura burst into his eyes, staring at Mr. Lu and said coldly: "The rule of this gambling battle is to lead the contestants to death!"

Mr. Lu was shocked by his cold stare, and he couldn't help being shocked. He thought to himself: "He is only tenth level of Qiwu. Why does this aura make me feel scared?" Then he thought with joy, "This The kid is not simple, I am afraid that there are a few hands of cards." By the way, "You are right, this is the original intention of the rule setters."

He looked at Yang Qingxuan with a sneer, and said, "This is Mingyue Villa, it is the Golden Cave, not a shantang."

Yang Qingxuan's five-finger clasp loudly and his face was pale. He had thought that credits were not so easy to earn, but he did not expect to be so cruel.

Mr. Lu brushed the dust off his sleeves and said with disdain: "No one will force you to compete. If you feel too cruel, then you can win every game. Don't kill your opponent."

Yang Qingxuan said solemnly: "Are all my opponents in the Qi Martial Realm?"

Mr. Lu squinted his eyes, nodded and smiled: "Naturally, if the difference in cultivation level is too great, what's the point of fighting? However, if you ask for a higher level, that's another matter and rewards It will increase accordingly. It’s just that when I have been in charge of Mingyue Villa for so many years, only two people have ever gambling and fighting, and they are both from your Tian Cong Academy."

Only then did Yang Qingxuan know that the Mr. Lu in front of him was the chief butler of Mingyue Villa. He curiously asked, "Who is the one who has gone to war?"

Mr. Lu's expression became solemn, and he said, "It is Tian Cong Academy, You Ye, one of the four kings on the Qianlong List, and Fang Chen, who is in the top ten."

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "What? It's them!" He didn't know that You Ye, but Fang Chen was Lu Jiangpeng's disciple, a practitioner of physical skills, and a yellow-turbaned master.

I just don't know if Fang Chen is the Yellow Turban Warrior's Qi, Jade Bone or Yi Marrow Realm. Thinking that Lu Jiangpeng was only a strong Yimie realm, Fang Chen was mostly in the late stage of Qi Dang, or the Great Perfection.

Seeing him with an air, Mr. Lu was surprised and said: "Why, do you know them? But you are a student of Tian Cong Academy. It is not surprising to know the strong on Qianlong list." He said again: "If you are more advanced If you are challenged, you will get 200 credits for each game. If you kill the opponent directly, you will get five times the reward, 1000 credits!"

Yang Qingxuan's heart was shaken, and he didn't expect 1,000 credits to be in front of his eyes. But letting him kill for no reason is really against the principle and cannot be done.

Even if you don't kill, you can earn 1,000 credits as long as you reach the Lingwu Realm and win five games.

Mr. Lu seemed to be aware of his thoughts and smiled: "I can see that your strength is not weak. But don't be too greedy. I suggest you start with the battle in the Qi Martial Realm. The martial artist who can come here is absolutely nothing. There are no weak hands."