Chapter 270 Gambling Ghost

The night falls again, and the Lichen Sect Mountain Gate is located in a sky of thousands of feet high, with little dust, so the stars and moon are extremely bright, especially when the night is getting darker, the night sky is like black silk decorated with pearls and jade, extending to an infinite distance, which is intoxicating.

There was still one hour before the scheduled time. Yu Ci came to Chutian Peak first and stepped on the field first. Although he still didn't know why Zhang Yan took the initiative to gamble with him regardless of his face, but now that things have come to this point, he still understands the principle that knowing oneself and enemy, and being able to win a hundred battles. His cultivation is at a disadvantage, and his early preparations are becoming more and more important.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of the day, there are not many people on the peak of Chutian at night. Occasionally, there are a few inside that are dedicated to watching gambling and fighting.

The news of Zhang Yan leaving behind his face and gambling with an outdoor disciple who came to practice at the mountain gate. After two days of fermentation, it had already spread throughout the mountain gate, but it was still far from the so-called "one crowded alleys" to join in the fun.

Generally speaking, the lives of mountain monks, especially monks in the Empirical Department, are very regular. Except for those who have been in seclusion for a long time, people study the essence of the Dharma during the day and exercise their practical ability. At night, they calm down and regulate their breathing, absorb spiritual energy, and increase their cultivation.

So whenever it is late at night, the Monastery of All Dharmas is silent. Perhaps the betting itself is very curious, but people who are dedicated to practicing understand that it is difficult to practice. Most of them can suppress their little curiosity and stick to their own homework plans.

Zhang Yan set the time tonight, so he should have such considerations.

Yu Ci roughly figured out the terrain a few rounds back and forth on the cliff near the agreed location. Of course, there is no limit to the battlefield for gambling, and every corner of Chutian Peak can become a battlefield. However, Yu Ci didn't think he could fight Zhang Yan to that extent, and he had no such plan.

"The chance of winning is not great..."

Whether it was Li You or Meng Wei, including Hong Qianqiu, who had just met for a while, they all told him very frankly that Zhang Yan might not be the "Guan Ri Feihong" who was 42 years old, who fought alone into the Northern Wilderness and killed the head of a sect and returned. However, his foundation for decades is still there, and he wasted years of wasting his time, and he has not completely destroyed the man's outstanding swordsmanship. In addition, the suppression of the cultivation of Tongshen by Huandan, under normal circumstances, Yu Ci's chances of winning are almost nothing.

However, it is Yu Ci's style to admit defeat before he really fought.

In fact, Yu Ci already had a vague idea in her mind, but due to the lack of the most intuitive understanding of Zhang Yan, it is difficult to implement it for the time being. Perhaps, we have to wait until the gambling battle begins before we can make a decision.

Yu Ci wanted to go to another direction to see it, but after running for a few miles, something was reflected in his sight: it was the intersection of the moonlight and the shadow of the cliff. A man was half hanging in the air, half lying and half sitting on a protruding stone beam, his entire upper body was hidden in the shadow, only his hanging legs swung back and forth boredly.

Yu Ci was about to go around, but suddenly moved his heart, turned slightly, borrowed an angle, and vaguely saw the man's face: "Senior Brother Zhang?"

When the man heard the greeting, he stood up in surprise and looked here. The two of them looked at each other and were speechless for a moment: How could the opponent who was fighting tonight meet at this time?

Yu Ci has only seen Zhang Yan once, but he has a deep impression of this person.

Zhang Yan gives people a clear feeling that "uncleansing the edge". There are many monks who are uncleansing the edge, and Hong Qianqiu is an example. But Zhang Yan is obviously different. When Yu Ci and him saw these two sides, he was wearing a black Taoist robe. He looked like he had never changed. The front was torn apart and the middle robe inside was messy. This man's face was also unshaven. The same thing was rough and heroic on Hong Qianqiu. With him, words such as "depressed and outdated" and "decadent" seemed to be specially prepared for him.

The reason for this feeling was that Yu Ci felt that perhaps it was because this senior brother Zhang was quite handsome, with fair skin, and unhealthy blue. Moreover, the senior brother's eyes were too gloomy, and his eyes were deeply concave, which always gave people the impression that he was half-dead.

"Hello, Senior Brother Zhang."

Yu Ci was calm and performed rituals. However, Zhang Yan was obviously distracted, and was stunned for a moment before nodding in response:

"Oh, Junior Brother Yu is here."

"Senior Brother Zhang came very early. Will we start now?"

"It's better to do it as agreed." Zhang Yan lay down in the shadow of the cliff again and spoke lazily.

Zhang Yan's voice was also very special, and there seemed to be no energy in his words, just like a seriously ill person. Yu Ci frowned when she heard it, especially when she thought that the person in front of her was his next bet opponent, she felt even more unhappy.

Is this Zhang Yan’s attitude towards gambling?

Yu Ci opened his mouth. It was not that he could not accept failure, but if he was defeated by such a person, he would feel frustrated even if he thought about it. He stood still, staring at Zhang Yan's face in the shadow, recalling the news he received from Li You and others in his heart.

Zhang Yan was also a famous figure in the mountain gate. At the age of 42, he reached the realm of Huandan. Although he could not be said to be the top qualification, he was also a remarkable up-and-coming figure in the mountain gate. The battle in the Northern Wilderness before was his famous work. But for some reason, when he had a bright future, he suddenly became addicted to gambling and indulged in it. The precepts that violated by gambling made him think about his mistakes for two-thirds of the year.

But the more this happens, the more he becomes stronger. Over the past few decades, his cultivation has not improved at all. The vitality and aura of the advancement of Huandan in the past also lost completely in this long bet game.

It was such a person who came to him for no reason and took the initiative to gamble with him... Yu Ci's thoughts suddenly became clearer, he thought for a moment, and then walked over.

"I'll sit for a while, too." Yu Ci smiled and found a place to sit next to Zhang Yan. The two were only four or five feet apart.

Zhang Yan was a little strange and looked up at this unique junior brother. In fact, Yu Ci's name is already quite loud. Even a guy like him who is addicted to gambling, he occasionally heard this name in his ears.

He knew that such a young man of twenty-five or six years old had done several great things. The power of Cliff City was reshuffled, and the blood monk slaughtered the spirit conspiracy was destroyed, and the shadow of this young man was later. Such actions were even better than his back then. Moreover, his temperament was quite good, and it was no wonder that there were so many people taking care of him as soon as he got started. His good popularity was enviable.

Well, these things have nothing to do with him anymore. As long as he is willing to accept the loss, he will do it according to the person's wishes... At this time, Yu Ci talked to him: "Senior Brother Zhang."

"Um?"

"There is one thing that I have always wanted to ask you, I wonder if Senior Brother Zhang can solve my doubts?"

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it after the gambling battle. Now we should be able to accumulate energy..." Zhang Yan said casually, and closed his eyes again, as if these few words had used up all his strength.

However, Yu Ci did not know the difficulty and continued to ask: "I have heard of my senior brother's preferences. To put it bluntly, I think, with your personality, you have time to fight with others and go to the sword garden. You can find someone to bet on thousands or eight hundred games, why bother to *** this idea?"

This was actually quite rude, but Zhang Yanji knew it himself and did not get angry. He laughed twice: "What can I do if I have to pay for money?"

"Huh? Do you want to win the brand and exchange it for gambling money?"

Yu Ci remembered that the gambler in front of him once set an amazing record - Shanmen once issued a special order: to cut off all the welfare supply of Zhang Yan's cultivation resources, such as elixirs, magic tools, practice venues, etc., so as not to let him take out the elixirs and magic weapons and then gamble.

Such targeted measures are said to be the first time since the founding of the sect. It is not impossible to say that it is unprecedented and the present. This order forced Zhang Yan to a dead end. He wanted to survive in the mountain gate. Only by relying on his own to earn and fight can he have expenses. If he still has the gambling addiction, he will suffer.

But that's the case, this person has not quit gambling. Now, he just relies on some good news in Tongde Hall to live, and the good merits and rewards he has obtained are quickly squandered. No one of his fellow disciples is willing to bet with him, so he traveled thousands of miles to the Northern Wilderness, lost all his wealth, and then ran back to continue looking for work.

The gambling addiction is so big that it is probably the first person in Lichen Sect since its inception.

Generally speaking, people think that the sect elders were exhausted from patience with Zhang Yan, but Yu Ci felt that it was better to say that the elders of the mountain gate were not happy with him, and they still had fantasies about him, hoping to use this move to force him to quit gambling and return to the right path.

But now it seems that all this method and this thought are in vain.

Yu Ci is not a sentimental person. He is about to fight and does not sigh at those "sad" things." Instead, the vague thoughts in his mind suddenly become clear.

He suddenly smiled, stared at Zhang Yan's face, his eyes shining like stars:

"Senior Brother Zhang may not know, but in fact, I like to bet too."
Chapter completed!