A red lantern is hung high with three gilded characters on top - "Tianyun Pavilion".
Qin Zhao stepped in and the copper bell on the door frame jingled, as if laughing at his foolishness.
The gambling house was bustling with people, dice hitting bowls, chips flying, and spirit stones piled up like small mountains. Those wearing brocade robes, cloaks, and veils, all of the three sects and nine elites, are crowded on this land. Those who gamble on life, wealth, and cultivation dare to bet on anything. The air was mixed with the smell of sweat, fragrant powder, and the burnt smell of Lingmai slag, which made people's brains ache.
Qin Zhao didn't look at anyone, nor did he pay attention to the scrutinizing looks that came over. He walked straight through the hall, stepping on the floor tiles covered in broken jade powder with his boots and making a soft creaking sound. The nine jade plaques in the space around his waist swayed, as if reminding him: they were empty, it was time to decorate with hard goods.
He stopped at the top of the high-level gambling table.
This table does not bet on dice or cards, but on the "endgame" - a thousand year old chessboard where Black and White are deadlocked, and their spiritual energy is condensed and never dispersed, clearly a dead end game left behind by ancient powerhouses. There is a jade monument standing next to it, which reads: "Those who break the deadlock will be rewarded with ten thousand spirit stones, plus a strand of earth vein essence
There is also a small line of text below: "No one has solved it for a hundred years
The owner of the gambling house was leaning behind the counter, munching on sunflower seeds. When he saw someone approaching, he didn't even lift his eyelids and asked, "Hey, new face? What kind of bet do you want
Qin Zhao pointed to the chessboard and said, "I've solved this game
The boss just looked up and looked up and down.
Young man, the black and gold robe is well cut, but without embroidered family emblem; His long hair was tied with a piece of broken iron, looking like he had been pulled out of some ruins. The only thing that stood out was those eyes - calm and speechless, as if they had come in not to win money, but to collect corpses.
Ha? "The boss spat out the melon seed shells on the ground." Do you know who played this chess
The master of the Duanming Palace and the master of the Yushi Palace. "Qin Zhao's tone was flat." A thousand years ago, in the 300th round, a black spot was missing from the fire position, causing Bai Zi to be trapped in the 'Guixu Tribulation' and unable to escape. What you are setting up now is the original situation at that time
The boss shook his hand and scattered sunflower seeds all over the table.
He suddenly stood up and stared at Qin Zhao, "How do you know the three words' Guixu Jie '? The name of this game of chess is not even written in the Seven Temples Library
Qin Zhao didn't answer, only extended two fingers and gently pushed——
Click.
A black spot fell and happened to get stuck in the off fire position.
In an instant, the entire chessboard buzzed and trembled, and the spiritual energy of a thousand years of silence suddenly exploded! The black and white remnants shine together, as if they have come back to life. The words on the jade stele began to flow, and the marks that were originally "unsolvable for a hundred years" were instantly erased, and four blood red characters reappeared:
**The deadlock has been broken! **
The whole room fell silent for a second.
The next moment, an uproar erupted!
Damn it? Did you really solve it
That's the legendary 'endgame'
Look at the jade monument! The reward has been activated
The owner of the gambling house turned pale and rushed to the front of the stage. As expected, the underground spiritual veins resonated, and the spirit storage cabinets in all directions automatically opened. Piles of spirit stones rose into the air, shining with green light and rushing towards this direction.
But he didn't move.
Instead, he stared at Qin Zhao and said, "Kid, you did solve the game... but we have a rule here
Oh? "Qin Zhao raised his eyebrows," Tell me
Winners can win prizes by exchanging them with certificates recognized by our community, "the boss chuckled dryly." For example, family tokens, elder seals, or... gold card permissions for cross regional financial conglomerates
He thought he could get people stuck now.
As a result, Qin Zhao didn't even think and flipped his right hand——
Snap!
A gold card was thrown onto the chessboard with such force that it directly shattered a white ball into powder.
The card face symbol array instantly lit up, with golden light soaring into the sky, illuminating the entire gambling house like daylight. The three small characters above slowly appear: * * Supreme Thirty Six Commandments * *.
The owner of the gambling house suddenly shrank his pupils and reached out to touch him. As soon as he touched him, he felt like he had been struck by lightning and convulsed all over.
Qin... Qin family business alliance?! This... this is the highest level cross domain transfer card?! How could this thing
His voice trembled, his legs softened, and he almost knelt down.
But even more frightening is yet to come.
The golden card shone brightly, and the foundation of the entire gambling house began to shake. The main spirit vein buried underground resonated with a loud roar, and countless spirit stones broke through the soil, pouring like a river rushing towards Qin Zhao's waist with nine jade plaques!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The jade plaques lit up one after another, each one sucking hot, as if they could explode at any moment.
The people in the gambling house are all stupid.
Some people don't even know how to pick up chips that fall from their hands, while others keep their mouths open and drool drips onto their cuffs. Just now it was as noisy as a market, but now it's so quiet that even a needle can be heard falling.
Only Qin Zhao stood motionless.
His left wrist was slightly hot with dark lines, and deep in the sea, the invisible door quietly opened a crack.
Guixu Treasure House - Launch.
The purest source of energy in the spirit stone is stripped and swallowed by an invisible force, flowing into all limbs and bones along the meridians. Qin Zhao felt like there was a cluster of fire burning inside his body, but it was burning comfortably and thoroughly.
Spiritual power, skyrocketing.
More than 30%.
He squinted his eyes and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Cool.
This is the correct way to open a banknote's ability - without reason, just smash through the rules.
Hello, "he looked down at the boss who was slumped behind the counter," I said you want all the spirit stones, didn't you hear me clearly
The boss's throat rolled slightly, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: '... all... all for you.'
Smart. "Qin Zhao raised his hand, withdrew his gold card, and casually stuffed it into his arms." Next time, don't use a dead end as a roadblock. What you should really be afraid of is someone who can make you bankrupt
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Behind him, the spirit stone was still pouring into the jade plaque, emitting a subtle buzzing sound. No one dared to stop the gambling house, not even daring to breathe. The dealer, who was arrogant just now, now wants to crawl under the table with his head down.
Qin Zhao walked out of the gate, and the night breeze blew towards him, curling up the corners of his robe.
He raised his hand and touched the faint golden crack on his brow bone, then rubbed against the dark mark on his left wrist.
The treasure trove lay quietly in the depths of the sea of knowledge, like a well fed Pixiu, lazily digesting the energy it had just swallowed.
Where are we going? "He murmured softly," Only when I empty all the vaults of the Seven Temples will you know what a bankruptcy warning is
He stepped forward, his boots rolling over the bluestone, making a steady sound.
The streets and alleys ahead are dim, with sparse lights, and the wind comes through the narrow passage, carrying a damp earthy smell.
Qin Zhao's footsteps did not stop.
Suddenly, his brow furrowed.
On the back of his right ear, there was a subtle itching sensation, like an invisible needle gently pricking his nerve.
He didn't turn back.
Just slowly stroking the dark lines on my wrist with my left hand, the temperature was even higher than before, as if something was breathing and jumping inside.
He continued walking.
After five steps, the figure was about to disappear into the shadow of the alley entrance.
At this moment——
At the corner of the alley, a piece of gravel rolled down for no reason and hit the wall, making a crisp sound.
Qin Zhao's footsteps paused.
He slowly tilted his head, the corner of his eye scanning towards the darkness.
There's nothing.
Only the wind, carrying the dusty fallen leaves, spun on the ground.
He withdrew his gaze, lifted his foot, and prepared to step out.
But in this moment——
The itching sensation in his back neck suddenly turned into a burning pain!
Someone lit a fire in his mind, and the flames climbed up his spine.
Qin Zhao suddenly stopped moving.
Pinch tightly with the five fingers of your left hand, and insert your nails into the palm of your hand.
He didn't shout, didn't scream, and didn't even lose his breath.
But the crack on the left eyebrow bone flashed a faint golden light in the darkness.
In the alley, there is still no sound.
But he knows——
Someone is watching.
Not with the naked eye.
It's a spiritual perspective.
Like a venomous snake spitting letters, silently licking the edge of his sea of knowledge.
Qin Zhao slowly raised his hand and touched the wine pot around his waist. The word "slag" on the pot was cold and prickly.
He didn't pay for the gold card.
I didn't get angry either.
Just stood there, quietly, waiting for three seconds.
Then, he suddenly laughed.
With a smile, the burning sensation disappeared.
The person who seemed to be peeping was also scared by this smile and withdrew their head.
Qin Zhao withdrew his hand and continued walking forward.
One step, two steps, three steps
The figure completely disappeared into the dark alley.
The wind blew from behind, curling up his long hair, and the rope tying his hair with the fragments of the thunder spear swayed gently.
The ninth spatial jade plaque on his waist suddenly trembled slightly.
It's like responding to some kind of hidden fluctuation.
At the end of the alley, on a mottled wall, at some point, a very fine crack appeared.
In the depths of the crack, there is a faint trace of spiritual energy slowly dissipating.