Chapter 29: Handicap

My natal spirit?

The moment the Yin-Yang Pisces appeared, Shi Yan felt this way. He was kind and familiar, just like his own child, the flesh that fell from his body had a trace of blood connection!

Shi Yan couldn't believe it. After all, even if he recovered his cultivation, he would only be the seventh level of the Transformation of the Mechanism. How could he cultivate the natal spirit of the seventh level of the Transformation of the Mechanism? Despite this, the connection between these two black and white brocade fish and himself is exactly the same as what is recorded in the book. Yin and Yang Pisces swam happily beside Shi Yan, as if there was water around him, and he spitted bubbles from time to time, which was very cute.

Canglan was also extremely amazed. It was the first time he had seen such a thing as cultivating the original spirit without building a foundation.

He guessed that this pair of natal primordial spirits was not a natal primordial spirit cultivated from the cultivation level, but was naturally generated due to the bipolar power in the body and the operation of the mind method he was practicing. In other words, in addition to this pair of natal primordial spirits generated outside of this pair, after building the foundation, he is likely to cultivate another natal primordial spirit! In this way, Shi Yan will also become an existence with two natal primordial spirits at the same time! One is the formation of an unnatural phenomenon, and the other is the natural cultivation of foundation building!

Although this is just a guess, Canglan believes that this situation is very likely to occur! If a single dual spirit is really cultivated, how stormy it would be! He suddenly was full of expectations for Shi Yan's future.

Moreover, he was inexplicably signed a forced contract with him, and it would not be terminated unless Shi Yan himself died. Moreover, the forced contract is only a legendary contract, and no one has confirmed whether the contract can be resolved by the death of the contract. So Canglan can only accept his fate now. Once his mentality changes, his views on future things will also change. Originally, he was just to save Liusu, so he was trained to help him grow up and use the cold fire to save Liusu. But now he sincerely hopes that he will grow up. After all, the two are in a contractual relationship. The higher the Shi Yan's cultivation level, the more benefits he will receive. This is relative!

Besides, it is not embarrassing to have an unlimited contract owner in the future.

Because the ancestor looked at Canglan like a threatening look before leaving, Canglan did not tell Shi Yan about the ancestor, but only told him about the power of the Yin and Yang bipolar power. As a result, he became more and more curious and respectful of this strange and mysterious little bug.

Shi Yan was so scared that he was sweating coldly when he heard Canglan's words. He didn't expect that he had just walked around the circle of the ghost gate, and he was very glad to think about it!

He investigated his cultivation level. It was right that the seventh level of the Transformation Vein was restored to his heyday when he was eight years old, and the remaining meridians had been opened. He believed that in a short time, he would be able to push open the door of cultivation that had been closed for a long time, step into the foundation building, and truly embark on the road to becoming an immortal!

At the Linglong Huajian gathering place, a man, accompanied by a group of people, came to the huge battle directory to find his own name and opponent's name.

"Wei Qiuqing...Wei Qiuqing, ha, found it!" A man clapped his hands and shouted, "Brother Wei, found it, your opponent is... Shi Yan!"

Wei Qiuqing recited it silently for a few times and found that in his memory, he really didn't have the impression of this person. He asked in a deep voice: "Which family is this young master from a quiet family? I originally thought that no young master from any sect would come to participate except us, but now when I see, it seems that there are many people who have the same ideas as me!"

"Brother Wei said very much. After all, Hua Ruo, the head of the Huajian School, is as beautiful as a flower, like a fairy descending to the earth. He is known as the number one beauty in the Zimu Liuhua Realm. Who doesn't want to stay by her side and look at her beautiful face all day long?"

"I can't tell you one day I can still win her heart!" said a man, showing a smile that only men would understand.

The people around him laughed and pointed at the man, "You, you!"

"But Brother Chen is really right. But even if you can't get the heart of Master Hua, you might be able to fall in love with Fairy Mo day and night?"

Wei Qiuqing laughed and scolded, "You guys think everyone is the same as you!"

Even though he said so, everyone smiled knowingly.

One person bowed, "Brother Wei, although we are opponents, don't hurt your relationship!"

"Brother Bu said it well!" Wei Qiuqing also bowed and said politely: "Okay, you should tell me which young master Yan is at this time!"

"Brother Wei, I'll go and inquire for you first."

A quarter of an hour later, the man ran back and smiled and said, "Congratulations to Brother Wei, Brother Wei is such a good luck!"

Wei Qiuqing was stunned and said oh, "What do you say?"

"At this time, Yan was not a master from any sect, but just a small flower-picking man from the outer sect. His cultivation level was only at the third level of the transformation of the vein. Shouldn't this be congratulated in advance?"

Some of the people here are contestants. After hearing his words, everyone looked envious. There is no doubt that Wei Qiuqing got the best lottery among everyone.

In the third level of the Transformation and Transformation, this kind of stupid guy who seeks death in battle is rare.

Looking at the 100 people in the battle directory, he is probably the only one.

Wei Qiuqing was slightly surprised at first, then felt proud, but said, "I don't think so. The purpose of being able to fight openly is our goal, right? Even if I win like this, it's just a chance to take advantage of it and it doesn't mean much."

"Brother Wei said it well, but luck is also a kind of strength. Although this kind of kitten can determine the outcome in just one or two moves, is it one step closer to the goal!" One of them smiled.

Wei Qiuqing laughed and felt very proud. What is the difference between being aware of the truth and winning without fighting?

You build the second level of foundation and face the third level of transformation and transformation, and it is not like playing.

He looked at the battle catalog and he knew many people, and there were more than 30 people who had transformed their meridians. Shi Yan was really unlucky and met himself in the first game.

He smiled and thought to himself, "Whoever you meet will end up being the same, but I just met me! What a pity, you are going to be a tool for me to intimidate others!"

That night, Shi Yan, who had been tired for a day, had already fallen asleep, but he didn't know that the war had not yet begun, but someone had already thought about him.

It is already deep, but the fun in the Liulihua Stream is still there.

In front of all major markets, there were crowds of people, and bettors abounded.

In front of a handicap, a strange man in white was watching in front of the handicap.

Wei Qiuqing said when he met him!

There are many ways to place bets on the market. Some people can't stand three moves when gambling, and some people can beg for mercy. There are many ways to do it, only unexpected things, and there are no gambling.

After wandering for a while, the man finally took action.

"Dealer, come on, I'll place a bet." Canglan smiled and handed over the crystal.

"Okay, how much do you want to press? How to press? This is the odds for each move..."

"Operation Shi Yansheng." Canglan handed over a bag of spirit stones and said with a smile.

The dealer laughed and said, "This brother, although Yan Sheng can get a hundred times odds, the risk is quite high. Do you want to consider it again, or lose within five moves?"

Canglan shook her head slightly, "No need, just do what I said." After that, he turned around and left.

The dealer looked depressed. It was the first time he saw the guy who threw spirit stones into a bet that he would definitely lose. He muttered to himself "prodigal son" and then opened the bag.

A pile of dazzling spirit stones shone in his eyes. With his years of experience, he could see the quality and number of these spirit stones at a glance.

"Sixty third-grade spirit stones and eighty-eight second-grade spirit stones!" Big deal!
Chapter completed!