Hearing that Qingxi agreed to help him, Old Monster Jin Zhong was very happy.
Outsiders may only know that Qingxi's temperament is extremely high, but they don't know that apart from temperament, his chess skills are even higher.
At least, in Jin Zhong's opinion, his nephew is definitely a rare genius in the world, even his master Cangsong is no match for him.
If that was the case, Old Monster Jin Zhong would not be so happy after Qingxi agreed, but in fact, he also knows that Qingxi's chess skills are so profound that even those reincarnated powers in the Northwest sigh themselves.
Jin Zhong thought that as long as Qingxi came out, he would definitely win back all the spirit treasures he had lost.
It is now the middle of the night.
Jin Zhong brought Qing Xi and Qing Lian to the depths of the garden, and when he saw Gu Qing Feng sitting in the gazebo drinking, he stretched out his finger and couldn't help but proudly said: "Boy, my helper is here. If you don't win your kid, it won't be counted as a one-off." He said to Qingxi again: "Master and niece, this time you must not show mercy, you must kill this kid's prestige!"
Qingxi looked at Gu Qingfeng sitting in the gazebo, with a surprised expression on his beautiful face, and said, "It turned out to be you?"
"I thought that the helper that old monster Jin was looking for was somewhere sacred." Gu Qingfeng sat on a chair leaning against the pillars of the gazebo, crossed his legs, held a wine pot, drank leisurely, and said with a smile: "So it's Qingxi." Big beauty."
"What's the matter?" Jin Zhong felt something was wrong, and asked, "Master and niece, do you know this kid?"
"I don't know him, but I met him once. He seems to be visiting Grand Master Kumu."
Qingxi looked deeply at Gu Qingfeng, as if he didn't expect that the person who made Uncle Jin Zhong lose so badly would be that guy in the evening.
"Boy." Jin Zhong looked Gu Qingfeng up and down again, and asked, "What are you doing visiting Mr. Deadwood?"
"After the old man, pass by here, and come to visit by the way, can't you?"
Knowing that Wuse Mountain was cheated by a liar who claimed to be Gu Tiansheng fifty years ago, Gu Qingfeng was not too embarrassed to reveal his identity. Others have to prove that they are themselves, and after being questioned by Ouyang Ye, he really doesn't know how to prove that he is himself.
"Niece and niece, let's not talk about the visit, how about winning back the spirit treasure that uncle lost to this kid first?"
Jin Zhong was thinking about the Lingbao he had lost, and was also worried that it would be bad if he messed up the relationship and made Qingxi hesitate.
"Boy, take out all the spirit treasures that I lost to you earlier, and we will win or lose."
"It's okay to take it out." Gu Qingfeng changed his posture and said, "But, do you have such a big bet?"
"Nonsense, just take it out."
Gu Qingfeng didn't say anything, and with a wave of his hand, he took out three high-grade mysterious spirit treasures, a five-color spar, and a pile of spirit treasure resources. Looking at these spirit treasures, the expressions of Qingxi and Qinglian It all changed again and again, and now they completely believed that Jin Zhong hadn't lied, that he had really lost so many treasures.
"Uncle, so many of our five-color mountain disciples only use low-grade mysterious spiritual treasures. You are not willing to give them to you, but now you have lost all of them. And that five-color spar, I beg you so much!" For a long time, you let me take a look, and now you also... "
Qinglian complained: "You deserved to lose to others! Let's see if you dare to gamble again in the future."
"Oh, Xiao Qinglian, can I teach my uncle a lesson in the future?"
On the opposite side, Gu Qingfeng said calmly: "Everything is taken out, where is your bet?"
"See clearly, kid!"
Jin Zhong waved his hand, the brilliance flashed, and a golden flying sword suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, he said: "This sword is a top-quality flying sword of Bingxuan level, and it is also Lao Tzu's natal treasure. I have tempered it for hundreds of years. Long."
The natal treasure.
Leaving aside the value of this thing itself, it is unimaginable just to temper the painstaking efforts it consumes.
Usually no one would bet on their natal Lingbao.
Even an old gambler like Jin Zhong would not do this, because he knows better than anyone how difficult it is to temper a top-grade Bingxuan-level flying sword. , almost equal to losing half life.
Now, though, Admiralty doesn't care.
Because he has confidence in Qingxi.
However, Qingxi was a little worried. Although she had confidence in her own chess skills, she was afraid of anything. She wanted to persuade her, but Jin Zhong seemed determined to win or lose.
"Even the natal spirit treasure is overwhelmed, it seems that your confidence in Qingxi sister is not ordinary!" Gu Qingfeng smiled and said: "However, what should you do if Qingxi sister loses? Without the natal spirit Bao, what will you use in the future?"
"Boy, you don't have to worry about my affairs. If my niece loses to you, I will admit it. The big deal is that I don't need Feijian in the future. What's the big deal." Jin Zhong laughed and said: "But, boy, I This is a top-grade Xuan-level flying sword, and there are more than ten top-grade Xuan-level sh flying swords in one, the spirit treasures you won from me just now are probably not enough, right?"
Obviously.
This time Jin Zhong not only wanted to win back what he lost, but also wanted to kill Gu Qingfeng again.
"It's easy to say."
Gu Qingfeng waved his hand, and three flying swords came out from the storage bag.
These flying swords are very worn out, Jin Zhong and Qingxi took a closer look, and they turned out to be high-grade Xuan-level flying swords.
When Jin Zhong played chess with Gu Qingfeng for the first time before, he was not surprised to know that he had a high-grade Xuan-level flying sword in his hand, but this scene was not simple for Qingxi and Qinglian. A guy with a golden core cultivation base and no other good luck on his body took out three high-grade Xuan-level flying swords at once. You must know that the disciples of Wuse Mountain only used low-grade Xuan-level flying swords, and they knew that this kind of heavenly sword that is famous in the Northwest Zhijiao girl is only a high-grade Xuan-level, and an old guy like Jin Zhong who has practiced for more than a thousand years and is the Eighteen Swords of the Five-color Mountain is just mixed with a top-grade flying sword.
"I don't know what **** luck this kid has, he may have picked it up from some ancient cave."
Seeing Qingxi's doubts, Jin Zhong muttered something in a low voice, and then said to Gu Qingfeng: "Boy, even if you add these three, it's not enough... Lao Tzu's is the best of the Xuan level!"
"Don't worry, I have too many flying swords with different qualities. I'm looking for you."
After Gu Qingfeng woke up, he dug out several ancient caves, and gained a lot, especially the cave he dug out in Peach Blossom Secret Realm and Ouyang Ye last time, and he harvested a lot of flying swords.
"Boy, is there any, if not..."
In the middle of Jin Zhong's words, Gu Qingfeng swished, and three dilapidated flying swords were still produced, which were also high-grade Xuan-level flying swords.
"Good guy! There are so many good things in your hands..."
Jin Zhong was sighing, "Wow, Gu Qingfeng still unleashed five flying swords directly.