Zhou Heng?
Who is that?
The outer disciple who was shouting for the opening of the market was stunned and turned away in confusion.
"Zhou Heng? Is he the outer disciple who challenged everyone just now?"
After hearing what others said, the banker suddenly remembered. He let out a light click, looked at the whole bag of spirit stones in front of him, and looked at Zhu Xiong in front of him.
"Are you crazy or is there something wrong with your brain?"
It's obvious that Zhou Heng is destined to be eliminated. It's even questionable whether he can last until the end of the selection, let alone make it to the top three?
Don’t even think about it!
The banker didn't know how many spirit stones were in Zhu Xiong's bag, but for the outer disciples, except for those of the Bai family, all the spirit stones they had were obtained through hard work.
He said kindly: "I advise you not to waste the spirit stones. I don't have this option at all. You should take the spirit stones back."
Zhu Xiong shook his head repeatedly.
The expression on his face was also a little awkward.
"I'm going to beat him, and I'm going to beat him to the top!"
This amount of spirit stones was stuffed into his pocket by Zhou Heng before he boarded the flying boat, and he had to put it on the table.
Otherwise, if he can't even handle such a small matter, how can he still have the nerve to call Zhou Heng "Brother Zhou"?
"The leader?!"
In an instant, the attention of everyone around was attracted to Zhu Xiong.
Most people here have heard of Zhou Heng's name.
Even if I hadn't heard it, I had heard it clearly just now.
Is it possible for Zhou Heng to get the championship?
"Are you sure?"
The banker had asked Zhu Xiong several times, and seeing that Zhu Xiong nodded every time, he had no intention of persuading him anymore.
He just said: "I'm telling you, once you bet on someone, you can't regret it. If Zhou Heng doesn't get the first place, I won't return a single spiritual stone you bet!"
"I see."
Zhu Xiong nodded solemnly, paused for a moment, and took out a few spirit stones from his arms: "Please help me count these spirit stones as extra, and also bet on Zhou Heng."
"How many spirit stones can you find in this bag?"
The people next to him couldn't help but lean over.
When the dealer saw him reaching out his hand, he immediately took the bag and signaled his companions behind him to put Zhou Heng's name on it.
"I won't cheat you. Right now, no one is betting on this guy named Zhou Heng. According to the odds, it's 10 to 1—"
But is it possible?
He is sure to make a profit from this bag of spirit stones.
The banker thought about it and shook out the spirit stones in the bag and placed them on the plate belonging to Zhou Heng.
"Nine hundred and ninety-eight, nine hundred and ninety-nine, one thousand..."
The people around him counted the spirit stones, and the expressions on their faces gradually changed from fear and envy to numbness.
One thousand low-grade spirit stones? !
Where did this guy get so many spirit stones? !
I knew they were open!
By then, this amount of spiritual stones will fall into their hands!
Zhu Xiong had never thought that there would be so many spirit stones in the small Qiankun bag given by Zhou Heng, and he was speechless for a moment.
He cleared his throat, placed all his spirit stones on Zhou Heng's plate, and then quickly left the plate.
"I'm not mistaken..."
Zhu Xiong walked to the corner with some hesitation.
His expression also looked a little uneasy.
That’s one thousand spirit stones!
What if Brother Zhou meant to give it to someone else, then wouldn’t he be cheating Brother Zhou again?
"Don't worry, kid."
An old man with disheveled hair and dirty face walked up to Zhu Xiong.
Zhu Xiong quickly raised his hand and bowed: "Elder Chen."
"Why call me elder? I have been sweeping the floor in Lingxiao Sect for so many years, and everyone calls me Old Chen."
As he spoke, the old man sat down at Zhu Xiong's feet, took out a chicken leg wrapped in oil paper from his arms, took two bites, and suddenly laughed to himself.
"You are really lucky, kid. Listen to your brother Zhou carefully in the future, and you will definitely get some benefits."
I don't know why someone like Zhou Heng appeared in Lingxiao Sect...
"Even if Elder Chen didn't say it, I wouldn't be an enemy of Brother Zhou."
Zhu Xiong frowned in confusion, but seeing that Elder Chen had no intention of explaining, he did not continue to ask, but just looked up at Yun Jing.
At this moment on the cloud mirror, the flying boat has already landed. Everyone is standing on the flying boat, looking at the demon forest below with some trepidation.
Although this is only the periphery, the Demonic Forest is notorious in the outside world.
No one can guarantee whether there will be strange beasts from the depths quietly coming to the periphery.
This time the selection was held in the Demonic Spirit Forest, and it was the first time in the history of Lingxiao Sect.
"What? Are you all scared?"
Zhou Heng turned around and smiled at everyone.
By this time the selection had already begun, and the deacons had already retreated to the depths of the flying boat, no longer caring about anything else.
Only a group of disciples were left outside, looking at each other, not knowing what to do next.
Now, when they heard Zhou Heng's words, anger flashed across everyone's face.
"Tsk tsk, you said you would eliminate me first."
Zhou Heng said, taking a step calmly: "I see you guys don't even dare to participate in the selection, so forget about it."
"I'll go ahead, you guys just go home obediently."
After saying that, Zhou Heng disappeared from the flying boat.
"Fuck! If a coward like him dares to go, there's nothing I wouldn't dare to do!"
Jia Wan clenched his fists in anger and quickly followed.
The figure also disappeared immediately.
"Catch up! Eliminate that guy!"
"The junior sister is still watching us in front of the cloud mirror! Kick that guy out of the selection! Otherwise, how can we senior brothers still have the face to do this!"
Everyone howled and cheered, and immediately jumped out of the flying boat.
They were sent to various places outside the Demon Forest by the teleportation array on the flying boat.
Bai Mu looked down at the tracking symbol in his hand, a sneer flashed across his face, and he was the last one to step out.
According to the rules, this selection was supposed to disperse everyone to different places to prevent them from fighting for scoring tokens after landing.
Most people don’t know where the rest of the people are.
At most it depends on fate whether we can meet each other.
But this selection was presided over by Gao Ming, so it was not difficult to make some adjustments.
The moment Zhou Heng stepped out, the teleportation array left tracking powder on his body.
It corresponds exactly to the tracking symbol in Baimu's hand.
There is nothing strange about a disciple dying in the Demonic Forest.
Today's selection site is where Zhou Heng will die!
Boom!
The heavy object fell on the ground and created a small hole in the grass and trees. Zhou Heng calmly patted the corner of his clothes and walked away.
He raised his eyes and looked around.
Looking ahead, there is a vast expanse of dark green. The towering trees block the entire sky and earth, not letting in any sunlight. The place seems cold and eerie, and inexplicably ghostly.
The occasional cries of strange beasts made this forest seem even more terrifying.
Zhou Heng stretched his muscles twice, looked down at the tracking powder on his hands, and couldn't help but sneer.
bring it on.
He calmly found a big tree and sat on its top.
It’s better for everyone to come over.
He really didn't want to release his spiritual power to deal with those monsters one by one.
Of course it would be best if someone could deliver it to him ready-made.
He was afraid that no one would come.
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