Chapter 715： Gold Clan Gudan

Chapter 715: Gold Clan Ancient Dan

"Yeah." Tan Yun nodded, and then asked the sect masters to take out a blank jade slip and give it to Tuoba Yingying.

After Tuoba Yingying copied a loan record, Tan Yun manipulated his spiritual sense to sign under the jade slip.

With a wave of Tan Yun's right hand, 1,262 jade slips landed steadily on the seats of the 1,262 suzerains.

Tan Yun got up, bowed deeply to the sect masters, and said sincerely: "You have given me so many top-quality spirit stones, so you can give me so much confidence, this kind of favor, I will pay it back in the future!"

"Today, two months from now, I will come to Long Yunzong on time to return the spirit stone. Everyone, please come."

At this moment, Tan Yun looked at the sect masters, and his heart was full of emotion!

This trust is very heavy...

Tan Yun is full of expectations. As long as he holds these spirit stones and makes a bet in the Huangfu Sacred Sect to seduce the senior officials of the Nine Veins of the Holy Sect, then, at least one hundred years from now, he will no longer have to worry about the spirit stones!

Three days later, the hour.

Huangfu Shengzong, Shengmenfang City.

"Whizzing!"

Two afterimages, one purple and one green, shuttled through the vast sea of ​​clouds. After a while, they were suspended above the platform of destruction, turning into Tan Yun, who was hunting in purple robes, and Tuoba Yingying, who was wearing green skirts.

Tan Yun stood in the sky, stretched out a finger and waved it at high speed in the void. Suddenly, a stream of thick pale golden spiritual power surged out from the fingertips, and in the sky, it turned into a giant giant character with five elements of golden light:

"During the life-and-death battle between this holy son and Zhao holy son, thousands of disciples, and Fangcheng's shopkeeper, this holy son still sits in the village, and the odds are still one to three!"

"Disciples, elders, chiefs, even the seniors of my holy sect, can all bet!"

"If I am lucky enough to survive, the spirit stone I bet will belong to me!"

"If I die, my merits will be compensated to you in a ratio of one to three!"

"Betting conditions, must be the best spirit stone!"

The inscriber is "a line of meritorious deeds - Tan Yun!"

After writing, Tan Yun's right hand was in the void, forming a mysterious trajectory, and then, the right palm pushed out, a formation formed by spiritual power, shot down above the five lines of writing,

Immediately afterwards, the array of text emitted a hazy light curtain, covering the handwriting!

In this way, within ten days, the handwriting formed by the condensed spiritual power will not collapse!

In ten days, the matter of betting was enough to spread throughout the entire Holy Sect.

After everything was done, Tan Yun and Tuoba Yingying flew towards the Holy Land of Merit 30,000 miles to the east...

The two law enforcement disciples guarding the city gate looked up at the five elements of golden characters in the sky, and one of them couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Fuck! Does Tan Yun want to be so crazy? Another one-to-three odds!"

"Grass! He's an idiot, if he can beat Senior Brother Zhao, I'll cut off his head and use it as a urinal for him!"

"Whoosh whoosh..."

At this time, hundreds of disciples of the Nine Veins flew in the sky above the stage of destruction. After a while, the sound of ridicule and excitement echoed through the clouds:

"Hahahaha! This Tan Yun is really outrageous. He even nominated the senior leaders of the Nine Meridians, other than the Meritorious Lineage, to bet!"

"That's all, he also said that our ancestors of the Nine Meridians can bet!"

"It's so ignorant, I think his brain was kicked by a donkey!"

"What about him, anyway, when there is a spirit stone to win, why don't we do it?"

"That's right, that's right, Tan Yun single-handedly singled out thousands of strong souls, if he doesn't die, unless the Tieshu blossoms and the water flows back!"

Night falls.

When Tan Yun sat in the village again, it caused a sensation in the entire Holy Sect. Except for the disciples and elders who were in retreat, no one knew about it!

In the eyes of everyone, Tan Yun tasted the sweetness of the last time he sat in the village, but this time he was actually an idiot and wanted to fish for spirit stones again...

At the same time, the Beast Soul Holy Land, the Beast Soul Temple.

"Whoosh!"

A masked man in black came out of the temple out of thin air, and respectfully presented a jade slip with both hands to a white-haired ninety-year-old old man.

The ninety-nine-year-old is the chief of the Holy Sect's beast soul lineage: Duan Cangqiong.

After Duan Cangqiong's spiritual sense penetrated into the jade slip, there were only three words "kill Tan Yun" written on the jade slip.

"boom!"

Duan Cangqiong shook his right hand, and the jade in his hand was reduced to powder. He looked at the masked man in black with gloomy eyes, and muttered to himself: "You tell Palace Master Zhuge, the old man knows."

The masked man in black nodded and disappeared into the temple.

Duan Cangqiong smiled lightly, "How can you kill Tan Yun with an old man? After more than a month, Tan Yun will definitely die when he fights with others at the Platform of Destruction!"

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At the same time, Fangcheng Temple of Discipline.

Yuwenfeng-jun, who was dozing on the rocking chair, was filled with joy when he heard that Tan Yun had the odds of 1 to 3 again.

"Ha ha ha, brother Yuwen is so free! What happened to you, and you are so happy?"

At this time, a vicissitudes of laughter entered the ears of Yuwenfengjun.

Yuwenfeng-jun was stunned for a moment. After opening his eyes, he found that Gongsun Yangchun, the chief of the Holy Sect's Danmai, walked steadily into the Hall of Discipline.

"Hey! It turns out to be Brother Gongsun! A rare guest!" Yuwen Fengjun got up and said with a smile: "Please take a seat."

After Gongsun Yangchun took his seat, he said, "Brother Yuwen, you must be happy because you were sitting in the village again during the life-and-death battle against Tan Yun and Zhao Shengzi?"

"Yeah," Yuwenfeng-jun snorted coldly, "Tan Yun, this bastard, won me ten million top-grade spirit stones more than ten months ago."

"Now he's sitting in the village again. I just found someone to borrow 30 million top-quality spirit stones. This time, I'm going to take profits and double what I lost!"

Gongsun Yangchun smiled and said, "It looks like brother Yuwen, do you have confidence in Zhao Shengzi?"

"That's natural." Gongsun Fengjun thought of Zhao Wansha, and his eyes revealed undisguised praise, "My disciple's strength can kill Tan Yun with a single finger!"

Gongsun Yangchun frowned, "Brother Yuwen! This son Tan Yun is quite shrewd. In order to ensure that Shengzi Zhao is safe, there is an elixir for you here for my brother."

"If in the decisive battle of life and death, if Zhao Shengzi loses to Tan Yun, you can let him take this pill and kill Tan Yun again."

With that said, Gongsun Yangchun handed a medicine bottle to Jun Yuwenfeng.

Yuwen Fengjun opened the medicine bottle curiously, and suddenly, strands of dazzling golden light shot out from the medicine bottle.

He curiously poured a golden elixir into the palm of his hand, first confused, then, as if he had thought of something, he was shocked: "Could this be the ancient elixir of the Golden Clan that has been lost since ancient times!"

"Yeah." Gongsun Yangchun nodded and said solemnly, "Brother Yuwen, since you recognize this pill, then you know its domineering."

"Once you take this pill, even if Zhao Shengzi can kill Tan Yun, then Zhao Shengzi will be useless."

"So, you have to remind Zhao Shengzi that you must not take it unless it is a last resort!"

Yuwen Fengjun put away the ancient Dan of the Jin family, and said with a gloomy gaze, "That's natural!"