Supreme Medicinal God

When Jiang Yixue defeated Luo Feng, Yue Zhuoqun felt a sudden pain in his heart, as if he was stabbed not only by the half-moon scimitar but also by his heart.

Chongxu Dao, Master Zhikong shook in unison, shaking like a collective electric shock.

Heartache, everyone lost a celestial pill. If they knew it, they wouldn't bet anymore.

Although he secretly blamed Mr. Mo Da in his heart, he couldn't say it, but he would be grateful to lose and say it. Instead, he would be smirked by Mr. Mo Da.

Yue Zhuoqun had to spread his anger on Luo Feng, and could not help but scold: "This silly boy, people stop you, you stop, if you go down early, you will be the champion."

Chongxu said with a look of indifference: "It's a useless guy, pedantic, stupid, and unable to support Adou."

"Amitabha, this child has too little concentration, and the current beauty is not self-confident. He will be lost in the game because he is confused by the hue."

Hearing Yue Zhuoqun scolding Luo Feng, Du Zhong was not happy with the disciple he brought: "Luo Feng is no longer useful, he is also the second in the Xuan class, better than those of your disciples, please take care of your disciples first. ."

There was a teasing smile on the corner of Mr. Mo Da's mouth, and he glanced contemptuously at Yue Zhuoqun and took the granddaughter Mo Lingshan away from the rostrum.

I knew that these three guys were greedy and stupid, and they would never bet Jiang Yixue to win.

Mr. Mo Da threw out a sentence: "Sovereigns, I came to Huashan this morning, the journey was exhausting, and I sat here for most of the day. I was tired, so I went back to the hotel and rested. The matter of tomorrow's prefecture group competition is the same with me. The younger brother said that it was all right, right, everyone remember to give Tianlingdan to my second brother by the way. Good granddaughter, go back with grandpa."

"Mr. Mo Da, can you..."

Yue Zhuoqun smiled and wanted to say something, but Mr. Mo Da ignored him, pretended not to hear, and gradually went away. Yue Zhuoqun gave a hateful hand and cut off the corner of the table on the rostrum.

Chongxu Dao's face was blue and green: "Sect Master Yue, don't be annoyed. We will find a chance to win back in tomorrow's prefecture-level competition."

Master Zhikong said helplessly: "Amitabha, this can only be done."

Du Zhong next to him sneered: "Who makes you greedy, you have to gamble with Mr. Mo Da and Ye Feng, you lose your gambling and get angry, really lost money and lost character."

Yue Zhuoqun was already depressed, and was also counted by Eucommia, so dull that he could almost wring out the water.

The fierce drums sounded, everyone stopped chatting and looked at Elder Lu.

Elder Lu announced loudly: "Today's Xuan-level group contest ended successfully. Congratulations to Jiang Yixue at the Huahua Palace for winning the first place, the official Luo Feng won the second place, and Fang Cunshan's Ge Ming won the third place. The award-winning ancient warriors came to the stage and asked the organizer of the contest, Master Yue of Taiyimen to present the prize to everyone."

The music of the awards sounded, and the two Taiyi disciples came to the podium with a red sandalwood tray covered with red cloth. The tray was filled with prizes.

At the awarding stage, everyone at the top of Huashan looked at Yue Zhuoqun.

Although the heart became depressed, Yue Zhuoqun had to make a smile with a big face, and as a lord of a group, he walked to the podium with a smile.

Jiang Yixue, Luo Feng and Ge Ming stood quietly on the podium, waiting for the award. Jiang Yixue and Luo Feng were all smiling and excited, but Ge Ming was serious and not cheerful.

Yue Zhuoqun raised her finger and picked up a small white porcelain bottle from the tray, which was carved with dragons and phoenixes on it, and the three words of celestial pill.

The first place is a ground spirit pill and a piece of cold iron for ten thousand years. It is very practical for Xuan-class ancient martial arts.

The prize was handed over to Jiang Yixue. He hated his teeth and gritted his teeth. He blamed you stinky girl and caused Lao Tzu to lose a Celestial Pill, but he had to smile on his face.

"Jiang Yixue, congratulations on winning the first place in the Xuan-level group ancient martial arts competition. I hope you can use these prizes to greatly enhance your strength, promote our ancient martial spirit, punish evil and promote good, and benefit the people."

"Thank you, Master Yue, I will."

He picked up an earth pill from the tray and handed it to Luo Feng: "Congratulations, you won the second place and work hard."

"Thank you Lord Sect for the prize."

Being able to get a ground spirit pill means that he can successfully break through the prefecture-level realm. The cultivation base will cross a level. Luo Feng has been very satisfied and is happy to take the ground spirit pill in his hand.

The third place, Ge Ming, was a little annoyed, watching Jiang Yixue and Luo Feng get the earth magic pill, very envious.

Although Fang Cunshan is rich in resources, he also has a lot of disciples. In order to get the earth magic pill, he must pass through layers of assessment and selection. It can't meet the standards at all. The whole process will take as long as three to five years.

After the awarding process was over, Elder Lu announced: "Today's game ended successfully. Tomorrow will start the prefecture-level competition. All sects are requested to verify the list of personnel participating in the prefecture-level competition. They will gather at Houshan Square at 8 o'clock tomorrow."

Disciple of various denominations of Guwu Dabi left Huashan in twos and threes and returned to his hotel to prepare for the prefecture-level competition tomorrow.

The top of the Huashan Mountain, which was still crowded just now, suddenly became empty and deserted, and only the incense on the altar rose to the sky.

On the way back to the hotel, Mo Lingshan quietly asked grandpa: "Grandpa, how dare you bet that Jiang Yixue can win? She is not even stable, are you so confident in her?"

Mr. Mo Da touched her granddaughter’s hair kindly: “Silly girl, I don’t know that girl either. I don’t have any confidence in her. I have confidence in Ye Feng. He dare to let his girlfriend participate in the competition and he will surely win. , I bet on Ye Feng, not Jiang Yixue."

Mo Lingshan pouted and muttered: "Huh, that villain, what good is he, and has bullied me."

"Shan'er, grandpa has to explain to you. You don't want to provoke him in the future. Grandpa cannot afford him, let alone you."

Although Mo Lingshan was spoiled by her grandfather, she was awkward by nature, but as long as the grandfather said seriously, she would listen and see that the grandfather was serious. Although she was reluctant, she only pouted and nodded.

Ye Feng held Jiang Yixue on the left, Jiang Yuxin on the right, and followed by the mighty beauty legion from behind Huashan, attracting everyone's envy and envy.

Ye Feng looked at the time and said to everyone: "When it's time for dinner, will you go out to dinner with me or return to Huashan Hotel? The second floor of Huashan Hotel is a restaurant. They have prepared their meals and are waiting for us."

"Tomorrow morning, there will be a competition in the prefecture-level group. Our disciples in Huagong Palace will return to Huashan Hotel to rest early to prepare for tomorrow's game."

(End of this chapter)