Chapter 90: Tianyunzi's Bet

  Early morning, the sun just rises.

  The originally quiet place has become more bustling today. The Temple of the Sun God woke up early, and people from all sides are gathering on Mount Tiandu.

  Xiao Bi's time has come.

  Outside the misty clouds, the attached disciples who had been waiting for news of investigation one by one stood up, shook their heads and sighed, with all kinds of disappointment, preparing to leave.

  Just then, an apparition appeared.

  "Huh?!"

  One by one, the disciples looked up at the sky, whether they were still on the ground or had flown into the air, and many of them couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

  In the empty space between the water clouds, winds and clouds gather, countless cloud vapors rush together like a gathering, colliding with each other, shattering into countless cloud wisps drifting down.

  Like smoke enveloping water, like moonlight enveloping silk gauze.

  On the left side, there is a book with an immortal crane flying leisurely in the empty sky, feeling the convergence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The crane's cry gathers clouds to come over, and they dance lightly.

  The scene in the sky above Shuiyunjian at this moment is like a miniature version of Luan Xiang Feng Ji, where cultivators break through their realm and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

  Tianyun Peak is originally a blessed land of immortals, with spiritual energy filling the air, and misty clouds like the sea. This phenomenon can only be so obvious.

  To form such a phenomenon elsewhere in the outside world, it would have to be at least the moment of breaking through to become a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

  "Could it be that Ning Feng is about to break through..."

  The junior brothers were one by one excited, and they took out various communication tools to report to their own close disciples. Those who were impatient flew hastily towards the foot of Tianyun Mountain.

  Everyone wants to say more or less the same thing, such as "rebet", "dark horse appears", "can I still recall my bet" and so on.

  But in the next moment, "Alas" a sigh, exploded outside the water cloud. One after another, all were gestures of clutching one's wrist and sighing.

  In the space between the clouds and the sky, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth converges to form misty clouds that disperse with a loud crash just as they are about to fall.

  In that instant. The clouds and smoke dispersed. Forming a rolling wave of air, even the onlookers surrounding from hundreds of feet away felt as if they were being blown away entirely.

  The first to be blown away were those excitedly approaching immortal cranes.

  The crane raised by the immortal family is affectionate. With some cultivation, it may not be called a demon, at least it's a "spirit".

  They came close, with a hint of hitchhiking, and the spiritual energy was so full and gathered. Being among them is like being in a hot spring on a winter day for humans, it's a kind of enjoyment.

  Enjoyment has yet to be had, but the cranes are blown away by the wolves one after another. Each of them cries out in discontent and leaves with a huff.

  "It failed!"

  For a moment, I don't know how many people shook their heads and sighed. The situation in front of them was clearly that Ning Feng had failed to break through to the late stage of refining Qi, and had stopped at the peak of the middle stage of refining Qi.

  "It's all over, Ning Feng has completely lost his chance of getting a medal."

  "He's far from being a match for the Four Talents. His cultivation is at least one minor realm lower than theirs. It's like they're just a step away, but it feels like there's a mountain between them. If he can even make it into the top eight, that'd be impressive."

  "All these days of hard work have been in vain."

  “……”

  The murmurs of discussion gradually died down as everyone dispersed and headed towards Mount Tiandu, where the Small Competition was about to begin.

  "How can this be good? How can this be good......"

  Apart from the misty clouds, it turned out that only Shu Baili was left, turning around in circles, muttering to herself without stopping.

  "What is good?"

  A voice sounded in his ear, and Shu Bailin instinctively replied: "All my family's property is gone, I've lost everything. How can I marry my little widow now?"

  Shu Bailin had just put on a crying face, and suddenly reacted: "Huh, that voice sounds so familiar..."

  He turned his head and saw that Ning Feng was wearing a sun robe, basking in the sunlight, walking towards him with an air of ease.

  He looked like that, where can you see half a bit of frustration from the failure of the breakthrough, it's more like inviting a young Ai, strolling back to the courtyard after playing in the flower cluster.

  "Has the young widow agreed to you?"

  Ning Feng ignored Shu Baili's ghostly expression and asked curiously.

  How long has it been?

  He looked up and down at Shu Bailin, but couldn't figure out what was attractive about this guy, how could he have captured his heart?

  "Uh-huh."

  Shu Bailin nodded, wanting to put on a pleased expression, but his heart was preoccupied with something, and he couldn't quite pull it off.

  "How did you manage to?"

  Ning Feng continued on his way while waving his hand at the sky and calling out to the immortal crane, asking casually.

  In his opinion, Shu Bailin should be eager to work and rely on her status as a dependent sister. These are indeed what the young widow wants, but it shouldn't be that easy, right?

  Shu Bailin scratched his head, wondering what was wrong with Ning Feng. Such a big thing didn't matter to him, so why bother with such a small thing?

  He didn't have anything to hide either, this guy's face was thick-skinned, and he directly replied: "I helped Lao Shu do some chores for a few days, then played with the kid, and finally yesterday at dawn when she came out to wash clothes, I lay down in front of her..."

  "What's next?"

  "I said: Your man has fallen..."

  Ning Feng suddenly stopped in his tracks and stared at Shu Bailin in surprise.

  A crane in the sky was originally beckoned down by Ningfeng, but perhaps it got too close and heard this conversation. It stumbled and almost fell from the air, then flapped its wings and flew away without looking back.

  At that moment, the look of terror on Xianhe's face seemed to be saying "How can someone be so shameless?"

  "What's wrong?"

  Shu Bailin looked confused, her eyes wide with incomprehension, as if she didn't understand what was happening.

  "Nothing, nothing at all."

  Ning Feng wiped away a bead of sweat and felt that it was no longer worth discussing the issue of shame with this guy, as it was simply not a problem for him.

  The cowherd hastened his steps and invited another fairy crane to come up again.

  That side Shu Bailin climbed up with a fart, the crane was unbearable, and glared at this guy several times, but he was completely unmoved by his thick skin.

  The crane had no choice but to fly up with great difficulty, just like an old cow, and head straight for the Tian Du Mountains.

  "Brother Ning, how's it going?"

  Xu Bailin's eyebrows were twisted and his eyes were rolled, it was hard to bear the harsh wind in the sky, his face was distorted by the wind, but he could still speak clearly.

  Ning Feng smiled slightly, gazing at the Tian Du Mountain in front of her which was getting bigger and bigger. She could still vaguely see the magnificent palace on top, with people bustling about. After a moment of silence, she spoke up:

  "I will go drink your wedding wine."

  "Hmm"

  Shu Bailin understood and was so excited that he almost fell off the crane's back.

  In front of us, Mount Tianzhu has arrived.

  Just flew into the Tian Du Mountains. The crane let out an excited cry and dived down in a certain direction, scaring Shu Bailin who had just grabbed hold of its back feathers, causing him to tumble forward and cling tightly to the crane's plumage.

  "It's deliberate, it must be deliberate."

  Shu Bailin complained halfway and then shut his own mouth.

  The immortal crane landed on the ground, and in front of it was a figure in yellow robes, Tianyunzi, who was gazing over gently.

  Tianyunzi's posthumous name is Tianyun Peak's personally transmitted lineage.

  Ning Feng didn't have time to bother with Xiu Bailin's embarrassing behavior, so he hastily descended from the crane and bowed to Tian Yunzi and the other senior brothers.

  Tianyunzi looked him up and down, a hint of unusual color flashing in his eyes, and nodded slightly: "Feng'er, you're not bad."

  Ning Feng suddenly lifted his head and looked over in surprise, then immediately felt relieved.

  Who is this person in front of me?

  One of the nine main mountains of the Temple of the Sun God, he is probably the strongest under Yuan Ying in the entire Xianxia realm. Even ordinary strong Yuan Ying may not dare to provoke Tian Yunzi!

  In the eyes of such a person, what secrets are left?

  Ning Feng nodded slightly and pulled Shu Bailin, who was at a loss for what to do with his hands and feet, to the back of the Tianyun Peak team.

  "Older sister Liu, younger brother Mu."

  Ning Feng greeted Liu Yixian and Mu Xiaoshu separately, they originally seemed to want to say something to Ning Feng, but suddenly saw Shen Zhaoxuan walking over, so they hastily stopped talking.

  "Junior brother."

  Shen Zhaoxuan's face turned serious as he pulled Ning Feng aside and said in a low voice, "Master just made a bet with someone..."

  "What's the bet?"

  A strong sense of foreboding surged in Ning Feng's heart.

  As soon as he heard the word "gamble", his whole body was no longer good.

  Shen Zhaoxuan rushed to the Sun God Temple, and Shennuoyi, the temple's leader, sat alone on a cushion, nodding his head: "Yes, the leader of the True Person has made a bet with the Master. If you enter the top three, he will tell the Master a clue about a treasure that seems to be useful to you."

  "What treasure can I use?" Ning Feng thought so too, and immediately threw away this idea. He was more concerned about the second half of the bet.

  Shen Zhaoxuan's face showed a sympathetic expression, and he said: "If you don't enter the top three, your master will have to hand over the one-hundred-year-old precious azure phoenix egg that is about to hatch."

  He sympathetically patted Ning Feng's shoulder after finishing speaking.

  Ning Feng swallowed his saliva, and although the bright sunshine was still there, it suddenly seemed dull and devoid of light.

  He raised his head and happened to see Tianyunzi casting his gaze over, that gaze was so profound, as if it contained countless meanings.

  Ning Feng shrank his neck and didn't dare look again.

  If he loses this gamble, Tianyunzi will suffer a heavy loss. Will he still have his good fortune to enjoy afterwards?

  The bigger the bet, the more miserable he becomes. Otherwise, Shen Zhaoxuan wouldn't have a sympathetic face, almost to the point of mourning.

  "I..."

  The sound of Ning Feng's voice came out from between his teeth, "......Got it."

  His gaze began to sweep back and forth in front of the temple, quickly locking onto several targets.

  Thirty of his disciples were present at the time.

  The rest are mediocre and not worth mentioning. Those who claim to be one of the three outstanding heroes or four great talents have suddenly become the focus of Ning Feng's attention.

  "In the past... uh, I hope it's before the third watch, don't run into her."

  The first thing Ning Feng saw was Chen Xiwei, the Qixi ring on her wrist shining brightly in the sunlight. However, to him, it didn't compare to her own luminous and precious aura.

  Tianji Peak: Bao Xi, Tianxing Peak: Zeng Zuimo.

  "Four Heroes: Liu Yichan, Lu Xue, Huo Yingjie, Yang Wanyong."

  Ning Feng mentally rehearsed all the possible opponents, and when he actually faced them, he couldn't help but feel a headache from their individual impressive appearances.

  At this moment, the jade gong sounded.

  "Whoosh!"

  The nine peaks of the Temple of Heaven, where the cranes were raised, all flew up together. The crane's cry was filled with joy and celebration that filled the sky, surging over the Tianyun Peak like a vast expanse of white clouds.

  At the same time, waves of young children, led by older outer door disciples, climbed up Tiandu Mountain.

  "The New Generation of Shen Gong Wu Outer Disciples."

  Ning Feng felt countless curious and admiring gazes converging on him, as if his entire being was about to be set ablaze.

  At some point in time, he was also among them, gazing enviously at becoming a direct descendant of the Temple of Gods.

  "By the way, has the Soul Realm problem been solved?"

  "Which family is unlucky again?"

  Ning Feng suddenly remembered this question and grabbed Shen Zhaoxuan who was about to leave, asking the doubts in his heart.

  PS: I'll explain the problems of these two days later, it's too depressing.