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Chapter 398 Jiang Sanxian

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    Nangong Chen and Feng Ze both felt bitter in their mouths, but in the end it was Feng Ze who spoke first.

    "The evening festival is not guaranteed!" Feng Ze, with a wry smile on his face, murmured, and handed the mustard seed bag to Gu Zheng: "Don't worry, Master Gu, I keep my word. I will bid farewell now and wait until I return to the Taishan Sect.  After that, I will announce that Jinpen will wash his hands and never touch alchemy or appraisal again."

    Gu Zheng didn¡¯t say anything, he just took Feng Ze¡¯s mustard bag.

    Feng Ze¡¯s departing back looked a little desolate. When he passed by Nangong Chen, he let out a sigh.  Feng Ze also didn't expect that his help this time would end up being washed away in a golden basin and his whole life's reputation would be ruined.

    "Master Feng!"

    Nangong Chen did not speak, but it was Zu Qingbo who spoke with an apologetic look on his face.

    "This is my bet. According to the agreement, I will also give each of the participating stall owners a fourth-grade resource."

    Nangong Chen recovered quickly. When he handed over the bet to Gu Zheng, the unwillingness and madness were no longer on his face, only a cold hatred remained.

    "Very good." Gu Zheng said lightly as he took over the life-saving jade talisman and resources.

    "This is your reward." Gu Zheng handed over a fourth-grade resource to the female cultivator who had donated her blood as promised.

    "I didn't expect that things have developed to the point where they are now, and there is still no movement on the Kunlun side. What happened to the two divine thoughts just now?" Gu Zheng thought to himself.

    "Who knows, I thought that after the spiritual thoughts were swept, even if the master of the spiritual thoughts didn't show up, there would be high-level officials from the Kunlun Sect who would intervene." The weapon spirit paused, and then said: "Could it be that it's you?  Isn't there enough trouble? I see that Zu Qingbo obviously wants to stand up for his friends!" Qi Ling smirked.

    "Is this really good?" Gu Zheng was a little moved.

    "What's wrong? Although you made a lot of money today, the Kunlun family has a big business and they don't lack this little thing."

    Qi Ling's evil smile had just faded when Zu Qingbo, who had always spoken very little, finally took the initiative to approach Gu Zheng: "Master Gu, you really impressed me. In this kind of contest similar to a bet, you actually continued  Won three times.¡±

    "It's just luck." Gu Zheng smiled.

    "I wonder if Master Gu is interested in gambling with me?" Zu Qingbo asked.

    "You want to bet with me too? What are you betting on?" Gu Zheng asked.

    "These friends of mine have all lost at your hands. If I didn't take a gamble with you, I would really feel bad." Zu Qingbo paused and then said: "A few of my friends,  The bet with you is considered a literary bet, but I want to make a martial bet with you!"

    Zu Qingbo¡¯s voice fell to the ground, and gasps were heard all around. Who is Zu Qingbo?  Zu Qingbo is a genius. Among practitioners of the same level in the Shushan Sect, he is the number one person in terms of strength without relying on external forces such as immortal weapons!  How could one not be surprised that he wanted to compete with Gu Zheng!  In the eyes of those who gasped, it was just a joke that he relied on force to win the ancient war.

    "Don't be surprised, everyone. If I bet with Master Gu, my cultivation level will naturally be suppressed to the same level as Master Gu, and I won't be cheating, so you can rest assured." Zu Qingbo said.

    Gu Zheng was a little hesitant. Each of these princelings is a descendant of the Kunlun Sect¡¯s Supreme Elder, and the leader among them is Zu Qingbo!  Kunlun's senior officials naturally valued the genius Zu Qingbo more.

    The previous bet was regarded as a literary fight, and if you win, you will win. Although Kunlun's face is not good-looking, it is justified, but if he beats Zu Qingbo in a martial arts fight again, this slap will hit the Kunlun faction's face, but  A little too loud!  After all, Zu Qingbo is the pride of Kunlun Sect and can be regarded as a representative among the immortal cultivators.

    However, Gu Zheng¡¯s hesitation was only for a moment. He originally wanted to make the matter bigger so that the top brass of the Kunlun Sect would take notice.  And whether Zu Qingbo wins or loses in martial arts is definitely a big deal. Since he made the request himself, let them bear the consequences of being slapped in the face!  After all, even if his cultivation is suppressed, he still has a huge advantage. This is his strength. Even if his cultivation is suppressed, his combat experience is still there.  Besides, Emei has been lonely for too long, and now it's time to straighten his back and let those who look down on him take a good look at him.

    Gu Zheng smiled and was about to question Zu Qingbo in detail when a familiar voice sounded from outside the crowd.

    "Senior brother, wait a minute. If you win against the ancient master once, you don't need to take action yet."

    The crowd took the initiative to part ways, and the person coming was none other than Song Bai¡¯s brother Song Xiu.

    "This is really a grand event. Everyone who should come is here." Gu Zheng smiled slightly.

    ¡°I didn¡¯t know you were coming to Kunlun. If I had known earlier, you??Accepting this proposal, is it time for Master Gu to say your final choice now?  "Song Xiu said.

    "I choose to choose two judges, just you two!"

    Gu Zheng pointed out that Luo Jin and the female cultivator who just helped with the blood transfusion had been actively signing up.

    "Okay, I'll choose you to be the judge!"

    Song Xiu casually pointed out a disciple of the Kunlun Sect.

    "This disciple's cultivation is poor. He is already in his thirties, but he is still at the late second level! Such a talent will never encounter the realm of inner demons in his lifetime." Qi Ling said with a smile.

    "It's okay. If I'm not confident in my cooking skills, what else can make me confident? I just want the two judges I choose to be fair." Gu Zheng thought to himself.

    "As for the person responsible for selecting, I will choose Fellow Taoist Cui Ying!"

    As Guzheng expected, Song Xiu chose Cui Ying.

    "Haha." Gu Zheng laughed in his heart. He knew that Song Xiu would choose Cui Ying, but he didn't ask Cui Ying to take the oath of inner demons. He just wanted Cui Ying to be disappointed again by something that she was confident about.

    "I naturally believe in Fellow Daoist Cui's character." Gu Zheng smiled at Cui Ying, and then said: "Three judges, you can swear now."

    "I, Luo Jin, swear to my inner demon that when I comment on the taste of the food made by two fellow Taoists today, I will do so from a fair and just perspective, and I will never add a single bit of personal emotion to it. If I violate this oath, my heart will be ruined."  In the demonic realm, there will be no recovery!"

    Luo Jin took the lead in swearing, and the other two people followed closely and quickly completed the oath of the inner demon.

    "Take out your bets!"

    Song Xiu took out his set of fairy kitchen utensils, and Gu Zheng also took out the resources he had won before, plus Nangong Chen¡¯s life-saving jade talisman.

    Both of them placed their bets on the ground, making the onlookers envious.

    A stall owner contributed a large box. Cui Ying used her inner strength to punch a hole in the lid of the box, indicating that Song Xiu and Gu Zheng could write notes.

    Song Xiu quickly finished writing and threw the note into the box. Gu Zheng also threw the written note into the box.

    Gu Zheng didn¡¯t know what Song Xiu wanted to cook, but the dish he wanted to cook was ¡®nine-sided dumplings¡¯ that he had acquired cooking skills for a long time but had never made before.

    "I still want to see things from a distance. Last time, I made you unable to see what was in the box. Now you still don't give up. Why don't I let you have the illusion?"

    Qi Ling smirked, seeing that Cui Ying's selection was about to go awry, Gu Zheng frowned and said, "Wait a minute."

    "What's wrong?" Qi Ling was puzzled.

    If Cui Ying just couldn't see what was in the box, she still had a half chance of selecting the note written by Song Xiu, but if the weapon spirit helped again, the note she selected would definitely be written by Gu Zheng.

    With the delicious food that Gu Zheng is good at, and the two impartial judges, Song Xiu's defeat is a sure thing.  However, Gu Zheng suddenly didn't want to be like this.

    "Qi Ling, let her see the things in the box, so what if she chooses the delicacies that Song Xiu is good at? I still don't believe the same ingredients. What I cook is not as delicious as Song Xiu's!" Gu Zheng said arrogantly  .

    "Okay, have backbone!"

    Qi Ling cheered, and Cui Ying, who was still depressed about why her eyes were not working properly, immediately felt that her eyes were clear again.

    "Jiang Sanxian!"

    Cui Ying read out the words on the note and showed the note to everyone to show that there was no fraud.

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