Chapter 524: Planning the Golden Blood Pill

The young man with a pale face had bright eyes, and looked at the mountain of spiritual stones with greed. After a while, he reluctantly retracted his eyes and took out 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones from his own storage bag and placed them on the table next to him.

"How do you want to bet, fellow Daoist?" The young man with a pale face looked at Xiao Lin and asked.

"Of course, it's a bet on the size. We both throw once, and the one with the bigger point wins. How about that?" The black-faced young man said nonchalantly.

"Okay, who goes first?"

"Your Excellency, please go first?" The black-faced young man made a "please" gesture to the young man with a pale face.

The young man with a pale face was not polite either. He grabbed the dice in the bowl, shouted loudly, and threw it out.

"Five, five, six, sixteen points." When the dice stopped, the young man with a pale face saw the number of dice clearly, and a look of great joy appeared on his face. He naturally knew that the dice in this fairy casino all had the ability to break the law. Even a Yuanying cultivator could not control the number of dice through magic power.

The sixteen points basically mean that he has won the game. He was extremely excited when he thought that he would get ten thousand low-grade spirit stones in his account.

"I am a bit of a germophobe, so let me roll it once." The black-faced young man looked calm and glanced at the follower beside him. The follower did not say anything, but came to the table, grabbed the dice and threw them into the bowl.

"Five, six, six."

The pale-faced young man almost stared out of his eyes, his face was full of disbelief, and his blood was churning, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Huh?" The black-faced young man showed a look of surprise on his face: "Five, six, six, seventeen points, it seems that I won."

At this moment, without waiting for the black-faced young man's instructions, the servant beside him had already received the spirit stones of the pale-faced young man on his side.

The pale-faced young man's face suddenly turned pale, and his heart trembled with pain. Usually, winning or losing a thousand or eight hundred spirit stones was not a big deal for him, but today he lost ten thousand low-grade spirit stones at once, which was his family welfare for several years.

"What? You didn't lose everything in one bet, did you?" The black-faced young man looked at the pale-faced man with a pale face and said with a smile.

"Hmph, although Yan doesn't have any spirit stones, he still has some treasures. This "Six Yang True Fire Art" is a superior foundation-building technique, which should be worth 10,000 low-grade spirit stones. This time, I'll use this technique as a bet." The fair-faced man took out a yellowed ancient book from his bag and placed it on the table.

"Arts? Forget it. This kind of technique can be bought at any business, and I don't lack techniques. Since fellow Taoist doesn't have any treasures that I like, let's stop here." The black-faced young man glanced at the "Six Yang True Fire Art" from the corner of his eye and shook his head lightly, with a hint of disdain on his black face.

"You..." The pale-faced young man was immediately furious. This "Six Yang True Fire Art" was given by the elders of the family. It was also one of the few superior exercises in the family. Of course, as a member of the Yan family, he still focused on body refining. Moreover, he was one of the few extremely rare disciples with earth spirit roots in the Yan family. He was highly valued by the clan leader and was already one of the future heirs of the family.

"How about Yan betting on this "Xuanwu Art"?" After thinking for a while, the pale-faced young man took out another exercise and placed it on the table.

"Sorry, as a fairy cultivator, I have no interest in body refining. Moreover, this kind of body refining technique requires soaking in potions since childhood, torturing oneself every day to the point of living a life worse than death. Even so, it will take at least several decades to achieve a small success. It is not as cost-effective as practicing the fairy art." The black-faced young man shook his head.

"However, if there are some elixirs that can enhance physical fitness, I am still interested. I heard that if a fairy cultivator practices the body refining art, he can extend his lifespan a little. "

"Hmph, the elixir of body refining is extremely rare and difficult to refine. Although Yan has no elixir, he has the recipe for refining the elixir of body refining." Upon hearing this, the young man with a pale face showed a smug expression on his face, took out a white jade slip from his bag, and spoke.

Hearing this, the black-faced young man's eyes flashed with joy. After a moment of hesitation, he said: "This recipe must be useful. If it is an ancient recipe that cannot be refined at all, I will not accept it as a bet."

"This is the recipe of the Golden Blood Pill of our Yan family. Only the heir of the direct family is qualified to own it. If you have the ability, win it, but this recipe is at least converted into 100,000 low-grade spirit stones. Do you dare to bet with me?" The pale-faced man said coldly.

"One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones? "After the black-faced young man pondered, he gently patted the pocket on his waist, and a small sword with a red glow floated out of it, emitting a sword light about an inch long.

"Top-grade spiritual weapon?" Seeing this small sword, the pale-faced man showed a shocked expression on his face. You know, even in the Eastern Territory, top-grade spiritual weapons are extremely rare, and even if they appear on the market by chance, they usually only appear in some auctions, and they will eventually be sold at an astonishing price.

"I will use this top-grade spiritual weapon plus these 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones to bet with you on this round." The black-faced young man placed the red small sword on the table and said lightly.

"Okay, it's a deal." The pale-faced man's eyes turned red, his breathing became a little hurried, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. He has always been the king of this fairy gambling house, winning more and losing less, and even if he wins or loses a few thousand low-grade spiritual stones, he does not have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

But facing the "big gamble" of 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones, he still felt that all the nerves in his body were tense. At the same time, he began to become nervous involuntarily, and his right hand holding the three dice began to tremble slightly.

The pink-faced man hurriedly covered the dice with his left and right hands, murmured a few words that the black-faced young men could not understand, and then suddenly put it into the sea bowl.

"Five, six, six...seventeen o'clock." Looking at the numbers in the bowl, the pink-faced man's round eyes showed an expression of ecstasy, and he couldn't help laughing at the same time.

"Seventeen points, Yan doesn't believe that you can still have such good luck, unless you can throw eighteen points, this is your only chance to win, but Yan doesn't believe that your good luck can appear twice in a row. ”

After hearing this, the dark-faced young man's expression did not change at all, and he still looked at the servant beside him calmly.

The servant came to the table, picked up three dice, and threw them into the sea bowl without any hesitation.

"Dingling bells." As the dice rolled in the sea bowl, the dark-faced young man's expression was indifferent, but the pink-faced man's breathing became more rapid, and beads of sweat appeared densely on his forehead.

But he didn't notice it at all, his eyes fixed on Haiwan.

"Six six six, leopard..." When the dice stopped spinning, the pink-faced man's wide eyes froze, and the expression on his face froze.

After a long time, he exclaimed: "Impossible? You cheated." The pink-faced man pointed at the boy next to the black-faced young man and said loudly.

Hearing this, the face of the dark-faced young man immediately darkened: "You chose this dice, and you actually framed my master and servant for cheating? Could it be that you want to cheat?"

At this time, an old man in his fifties also walked in. He glanced at the pink-faced man next to him, then at the black-faced young man, the master and the servant. Then he came to the table, picked up the dice in the bowl, and examined them carefully. .

After a while, the old man put down the dice again and looked at the pink-faced man: "Master Yan, our Immortal Gambling House has been operating in Narcissus City for hundreds of years. We have always been based on integrity. Anyone who cheats will be cheated by our Immortal Casino." The gambling house has obtained the evidence, it must be from the ends of the earth, and it must recover the losses for the customers. I have carefully examined these three dices, and found that the magical formations inside are intact, and it is impossible to control them. This time, Mr. Yan is indeed Lost."

After hearing this, the pink-faced man sat on the chair behind him with a dejected look, while the dark-faced young man waved slightly, put away the spiritual stones and spiritual weapons, and at the same time waved from a distance, and the white jade slip flew into it. On hand.

His mind sank into it and he began to browse. After a while, he opened his eyes again and said lightly: "It seems that Mr. Yan has no capital anymore. In this case, we, the master and the servant, will say goodbye." Ignore the pink-faced man muttering to himself.

…

After leaving the Fairy Gambling House, the black-faced young man walked around the fairy city for two hours before stopping in a small alley. A dark green light flashed on the black-faced young man's body, and his appearance was restored. The fair-skinned, handsome young man with short hair is none other than Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin casually pointed at the young man next to him. A layer of rich spiritual light appeared on the young man's body. When the spiritual light dissipated, a man with a beard on his face appeared.

"I didn't expect the master's immortal method to be so mysterious. As a result, Yuan Zhu's previous worries were all unfounded. The four high-level body refiners of the Yan family, through the combined attack technique, even the immortal cultivators at the golden elixir stage were unable to compete. For To avoid trouble, I asked the master to use this method to obtain the recipe for the Golden Blood Pill from Yan Xing."

"This Golden Blood Pill is so precious, why don't the top two families seek the recipe for the Golden Blood Pill from the Yan family?" Xiao Lin looked at Yuan Zhu and asked in confusion.

"If the master doesn't ask, Yuan Zhu will tell the master that in fact, the Yan family is ranked last among the three major body refining families in name, but in fact, it is not the case. In fact, the Yan family has always had an ancestor who has been in seclusion for many years. He has cultivated to the realm of high-level mid-level, and he is also a true Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Old monster of Nascent Soul who cultivates both body and law?" After hearing this, Xiao Lin couldn't help but change his face. Originally, he wanted to sneak into the Yan family directly and obtain the Golden Blood Pill from Yan Xing. This was the easiest and most efficient way, but Yuan However, Zhu still insisted on winning the recipe for the Golden Blood Pill in this fairy gambling house.

Now it seems that thanks to the fact that he did not sneak into the Yan family, his secret technique of spiritual transformation may not be effective in front of the immortal cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage.

"Eh? Xiao hasn't refined the Golden Blood Pill yet, why have you called me master? Besides, there is a probability in refining the elixir. Although Xiao has some experience in refining the pill, there is no guarantee that it will be able to be refined. "

"No, Yuan Zhu believes that the master will be able to refine the Golden Blood Pill. This is the body training method left by his family ancestors that can be used to refine the holy body." Yuan Zhu looked around and saw no one before turning from He took out a rusty bronze medal from his arms and handed it to Xiao Lin.