I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 392 Betting on the Qingyun List, hungry dogs enter the mountain gate.

"thing??"

Huang Mao thought of the box that the silly dog ​​had spat out, and his heart skipped a beat, but his face showed no blush and he pretended to be stupid.

"what??"

Zhang Junhe and others could tell at a glance that their third senior brother was lying.

Even from the inadvertent upward movement of the corners of his eyes, you can tell that this guy is lying.

He slowed down and said, "Oh, if you hadn't taken it the best, that thing is so evil that I wouldn't even dare to take it with me. Once it is opened, it might cause big trouble."

Huang Mao wanted to nod along with Zhang Jun's intention, but suddenly his mind froze and he quickly gritted his teeth and continued to pretend to be confused: "What on earth is it? You've been talking about it for a long time and I don't even know what it is?"

As he spoke, Huang Mao glanced at Zhang Jun and saw that his eyes were always staring at him. He said in his heart: "You little bastard, you almost fell into trouble. Fortunately, I am smart!"

Zhang Jun's face softened a little, and he sighed before saying: "Hey, it's just a box. If it's gone, it's gone."

As he said that, he stood up and said, "Let's go, Third Senior Brother. Since it's the Qingdian Festival, we senior brothers should also have a good time together."

"Okay, ah? I want to come too?"

Huang Mao's face was filled with reluctance in an instant. What a joke, he didn't want to be with this guy. In the impression, as long as he and this guy were together, nothing good would happen to him.

"Of course, our senior brother and I have experienced life and death many times, and our relationship is extraordinary, but we must stay close and close."

Zhang Jun put his arm directly on Huang Mao's shoulders without any explanation.

He sneered in his heart: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it. Anyway, that thing is a virtue in both humans and dogs."

Huang Mao originally wanted to resist, but suddenly he felt a low neighing sound coming from the side. When he looked back, his face turned pale.

He saw a few tiger dogs staring at him with their heads tilted. What made him even more frightened was that one of the tiger dogs had appeared beside him at an unknown time, its thick tail slapping on the ground.

Especially the purple fire that appeared and disappeared on the claws made Huang Mao, who had practiced the method of disintegrating demons, feel frightened.

"Let's go!"

Xiao Ran waved, and saw the tiger dog suddenly stood up and jumped towards Zhang Jun's arm. However, when the two touched, it turned into a black light and disappeared on Zhang Jun's arm.

Once your cultivation reaches the Taoist realm, many spells can be simplified at will.

Such as the Beast King's tactics, Zhang Jun can now use them as he pleases, no longer bound by form.

Taking Adou with him, Zhang Jun pulled Huang Mao out of the den. He wanted to call out Da Fei, but he asked Lao Fu to search around, but he couldn't find it.

But he didn't know where he went.

"This stupid dog!"

Zhang Jun couldn't help but curse in his heart. Seeing that he couldn't find him, he simply didn't take him with him. Anyway, in his sect's residence, he didn't have to worry about anyone having any plans for this dog.

Afterwards, he took Huangmao and Lao Zhao and other elders to meet up and go out for a stroll.

The Qingdian Festival begins.

Theoretically, the good and evil disciples can go to other stations at will.

But the premise is that you must be able to enter the mountain guarding formation at the other party's home, or be able to get used to the environment of the other party's sect's residence.

In a smoky environment like that of the Five Emperors Demon Sect, no one would want to go in and visit even if the formation is not opened.

But like the Hehuan Sect, the door is wide open. Both male and female disciples are all dressed up and looking forward to walking to the street to solicit customers to come in.

Many young disciples walked to the door of the Hehuan Sect and looked at the boys and girls who were born with charming bones. Just taking a look at them made them feel hot and unsteady.

In addition, Wanfu Palace also rarely opens the door to the devil.

You must know that even if it is Qingdian Festival, Wanfu Palace will not let people from the demonic path in at will.

But things are different now. The Wushengmen supermarket is crowding out the Wanfu Palace, and the business is getting worse and worse. This year, they have ignored the rules and opened the door to convenience, hoping to attract more business.

It's just that in Zhang Jun's eyes, this approach is nothing more than a way to accelerate the decline of Wanfu Palace.

If it were me, I would not only stick to the original principles, but also use these principles to create hype and upgrade services.

After all, no matter how many tricks you use, it's not as good as one skill.

Wanfu Palace loses its original characteristics and loses its capital to compete with its own supermarkets.

Such cases abound in reality.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

At this time, Lao Zhao on the side suddenly laughed proudly: "It's so enjoyable, it's really enjoyable."

Everyone didn't know why he suddenly laughed, and looked at him in confusion. They saw Lao Zhao pointing at the Buddhist gate behind the Wusheng Gate, and said with a bad smile: "Don't you think there is something missing in this Qingdian Festival?"

Zhang Jun didn't know what it meant, but several other Wushengmen elders who came with him already understood it and couldn't help laughing.

After Zhang Jun asked, he found out that during the Changqing Memorial Day, the Golden Buddha Temple must host a grand ceremony and invite the Golden Buddha to demonstrate their Buddhist strength.

The scene was so grand that people from every sect stationed in the chanting could hear it.

But this year is different. The Golden Buddha Temple is blocked by the Wusheng Gate. Maybe the Buddhist masters inside can make a detour, but if they want to hold any water and land ceremony, please don't even think about touching the Golden Buddha.

"Hey, if you don't tell me, I haven't noticed it yet, but it's really a lot easier this year without these bald donkeys chanting sutras."

Wu Mingtong couldn't help laughing.

"It should be a while yet. Let's all disperse and walk around as you like. The Qingyun Ranking will be held later. You can try to compete. Whoever can get on the list will have many benefits."

"This is the best. I think Elder Zhao is already obsessed with Fairy Poria."

Elder Zhou suppressed his laughter and joked.

It is said that Fairy Poria Cocos of Hehuan Sect is a beauty with beautiful appearance in the sky. Elder Zhao has always admired her before, but he just hated his empty pockets and did not even dare to approach the gate of Hehuan Sect.

Now Elder Zhao is no longer what he used to be, and he wants to regain all the confidence he has lost over the years.

After being exposed, Lao Zhao immediately glared at Elder Zhou in annoyance: "That's nonsense, I'm not that kind of person."

After saying that, he headed in the opposite direction of Hehuan Sect without looking back.

But anyone can see that this is clearly the appearance of the three hundred taels of silver in this place.

"Come on, let's not stand here. Let's disperse and let everyone do their own thing."

The few of them stopped staying together and walked separately. After all, they wanted to move a place for Old Zhao. Otherwise, how could they let Elder Zhao make up for his regrets if they were stuck here.

Huang Mao wanted to take the opportunity to run away, but Zhang Jun kept staring at him and had no intention of letting him go.

"Let's go, senior brother, let's go have some fun. It just so happens that we can also go to Zhengdao's territory to take a look."

Huang Mao originally refused, joking, he also wanted to go to the Hehuan Sect.

But Zhang Jun couldn't stand it and casually said: "I will pay for all the purchases." Huang Mao immediately changed his attitude.

Outside the gate of Wanfu Palace, looking at the magnificent palace building in front of him, Zhang Jun could not help but instinctively think of some unpleasant memories.

I don’t know what happened to those people who pushed themselves to the ground and almost killed them.

When he walked into the Wanfu Palace with Huang Mao, huge ice cars kept sliding down quickly along the slide rails next to the rotating corridor.

This place impressed Zhang Jun deeply.

"Go and have a look."

Zhang Jun pointed to the front. He didn't get to visit Wanfu Palace carefully that time, but now it's a different experience.

"Bet, bet, the odds for the top ten on the list will be seven to one, the odds for the top ten will be thirty, the second will be twenty for one, and the odds for the top ten will be fifteen!"

There was a shouting sound coming from a distance, it was a teahouse.

Zhang Jun and Huang Mao walked over and took a look, and saw a wall standing in front of them, with lists already written on it.

"Hey, I'm up there too."

At this time, Huang Mao's eyes suddenly lit up and he saw that his name was among them.

Zhang Jun glanced over and found his name as expected.

From the looks of it, he still seems to be a big hit.

In addition to himself, it is surprising that Gao'emei is also among them. In my impression, this guy doesn't seem to be very popular.

Just as I was thinking about it, a storyteller came out of the teahouse. I saw this storyteller sitting down and chatting with everyone. What he was talking about was not any novels, but the characters on the list behind him. This was the first one. What I want to talk about is Emei.

When Zhang Jun heard this, he immediately became interested. He simply took Huang Mao into the teahouse and found an inconspicuous seat to sit down.

"A plate of snacks, a plate of fruits, and I'll bring my own tea."

Zhang Jun took out a spiritual stone and threw it to the waiter, and then took out his own strange-smelling teapot. It is difficult to describe the taste of this teapot, but the taste of each cup of tea is different. Zhang Jun is used to drinking it, but he is too lazy to go back. Have some other tea.

But not long after, when the waiter brought snacks and fruit plates, Zhang Jun felt happy as soon as he saw them.

The snacks include crispy rice, French fries, and popcorn, and the dried fruits include melon seeds, twists, and pistachios. Even the apples on the fruit plate are labeled with the Red Fuji brand.

Well, these are all things from our own supermarket.

Zhang Jun was particularly happy about this, indicating that the things in his supermarket now, even if they are not valuable, have begun to be completely integrated into the lives of these immortal cultivators.

"Snapped!"

The storyteller on the stage knocked on the gavel and started talking non-stop.

"Who is this Emei? There is a strange thing in Yuxu Palace. Everyone hates him and no one dares to offend him. A broom star is rare in the world. Even if he sneezes on someone, he may bring bad luck to someone. Three years.”

I just listened to the storyteller detailing the past achievements of Gao'emei. They were all unlucky wherever he went. The people he tricked to death ranged from being concentrated to Taoism. There were masters and ordinary people. He was simply a person who everyone knew. trouble marker.

What makes people feel weird is that this broom star always narrowly escapes death every time he is unlucky, but this guy succeeds in entering the Tao several times, and falls from the realm several times.

"These are all old almanacs. Since the competitive match more than two months ago, Emei's destiny has been reversed. Whether it is good or not, now the lucky star is shining brightly, the three Yangs are prosperous, and wealth and luck are coming from all directions. Profound, not long ago, the Jade Xu Mirror, which no one had been able to refine for many years in Yuxu Palace, actually took the initiative to recognize its owner, and its cultivation has advanced and it is now a master of the sixth level of Taoism. "

Sixth grade? ?
Zhang Jun was a little surprised when he heard this, and even Huang Mao on the side couldn't help but scream in surprise.

Not only listened to them, many people in the teahouse also questioned this.

The sixth level is often a level that only a leader of a sect can reach. Even the twelve elders of Yuxu Palace can only reach the fifth level at the highest level.

How could Gao'emei, who had been wandering between the realm of Taoism and Concentration before, jump to the sixth level of Taoism in such a short period of time?

Faced with everyone's doubts, the storyteller was very calm and said in shock: "Are you surprised?"

After speaking, he looked around and said with a smile: "Actually, this matter is not that complicated. It is all due to the Jade Void Mirror. This object is the artifact of the Jade Void Palace, which can greatly improve the practitioner's realm by several levels. With this item, your cultivation can be equal to that of the master of Yuxu Palace, and your future achievements will be a sure thing."

Everyone couldn't help but sigh after hearing this storyteller's explanation.

Who would have thought that the bad guy could have such good luck.

Zhang Jun was sitting in a far corner, eating melon seeds, and thinking about the situation of this guy. This guy used his magic power to pollute his own destiny star and make it become strange, but if only this could prevent him from declining. I'm afraid it's unrealistic to become more prosperous.

Based on my understanding of guile, this guy's destiny may not be that simple.

At this moment, someone has already begun to place bets, taking out spiritual stones and placing them on Ge'emei.

Then the storyteller named several people one after another. He changed his voice and pointed to Zhang Jun's name. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw Zhang Jun himself sitting below and watching. His face suddenly stiffened and he looked a little apologetically. He nodded and jumped over Zhang Jun to talk about the next person.

"Let's go and look elsewhere."

Upon seeing this, Zhang Jun knew that he was delaying other people's business here, so he turned around and left the teahouse with Huang Mao.

"Wait a moment."

At this time, Huang Mao suddenly remembered something and ran back in a hurry. Not long after, he walked out of the teahouse with a smile on his face and a deed in his hand.

"How much did you bet?"

Zhang Jun knew at a glance that this guy was going to place a bet, but he didn't ask Huang Mao who he bet on, but the number.

"Not much, ten thousand spirit stones!"

Huang Mao grinned and said, this money is all his hard-earned money from human trafficking.

But Zhang Jun just curled his lips and sneered: "Then I wish you a fortune."

"Don't you ask, who am I suppressing?"

"It doesn't matter, the result is the same anyway."

"What's the meaning??"

"The secret cannot be leaked."

The two of them gradually drifted away. Only when they were far away did the storyteller in the teahouse slap the table on the table with a smile: "Today, let's get back to business and talk about another strange person."

Everyone got excited when they heard this.

The storyteller said, "This strange man, nicknamed the Green King, doesn't like beautiful women, but loves strange gods. He fought with the gods and concubines in Mi Shen's harem for three hundred rounds, but it was not enough. Those ladies and gentlemen sang and sang every night, and the scene was really shocking and weeping. It is truly a strange person to be able to cuckold Mi Shen and Bai Jun, two great deceitful gods..."

I just heard that the storyteller was not serious, and he described all kinds of details vividly. Everyone was cursing, but they listened carefully.

But the storyteller didn't notice that at this moment, there was still a person sitting in the attic.

"Brother, are you okay?"

A young girl blushed and felt hot listening to the storyteller below who had no shame in his erotic words. However, when she turned her eyes, she saw her senior brother Zuo Xiantong squinting his eyes and staring down expressionlessly. The storyteller's face became increasingly ugly.

Hearing the girl's question, Zuo Xiantong came back to his senses, but as soon as he raised his head, his face returned to its former appearance. He took out a bottle from his storage bag and walked to the window: "That's right. , reward you.”

The storyteller was startled. He took the bottle and opened it. His face suddenly changed. He raised his head in surprise and after seeing Zuo Xiantong's face clearly, he hurriedly handed over his hand: "Thank you very much."

Zuo Xiantong was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned around and called his junior sister with a smile: "Let's go, I heard that there is a Wanxiang Gate above Wanfu Palace, right? Let's go and take a look."

"Yes, yes, but senior brother, what are you looking at that for??"

"It's certainly useful."

The two of them walked out of the teahouse while they were talking, and the storyteller who had received the elixir immediately changed his voice before the two of them were far away, and began to introduce Zuo Xiantong's deeds to everyone. A burst of flattery from the upstart Shenxiao.

at the same time.

In the Golden Buddha Temple, in the main hall, standing at the door, you can see the mountain guard formation in front of you, which is as big as a Moscow ball. The Wushengmen relies on this formation, forcibly blocking the Golden Buddha Temple behind them. A kind of Buddhist monk also feels The head is as big as a bucket.

This time of year should be the most eye-catching time for their Golden Buddha Temple. Whether they can convert several outstanding disciples from other sects and whether they can harvest a wave of sesame oil money all depends on this time.

But now they are all destroyed by Wushengmen.

"Elder, what should we do now?" A young monk asked in a low voice.

The old monk whom he called his great master also had a sad face.

"Amitabha, please borrow a way from Taisui Mountain and Wudedian. There is no other way now."

Although if you do this, you will be accused by people in the alliance of bullying others, but now you can only do this.

"it is good!"

The young monk nodded and was about to send a message, but at this time the old monk held it in his mouth; "Wait a minute, let Liu De and the others go outside to send a message, saying that our Golden Buddha Temple wants to offer the Buddha's relic and golden body."

"Buddha's golden body of relics!"

The young monk's eyes shone brightly. Even if he had not been here for a long time, he knew how important this thing was. It was the relic left by the Buddha in the world. It is said that just one look at it can make people realize the supreme magic.

It is a treasure that their Golden Buddha Temple has never shown to outsiders, and it is also the lifeblood of their Golden Buddha Temple.

Now he is actually willing to be invited out, which is beyond everyone's expectations.

"Go."

The old monk waved his hand and did not explain anything. He just turned around and bowed to the Buddha statue with his hands clasped together: "Namo Amitabha, good, good, good."

The young monk did not dare to say anything, so he immediately ran to deliver a message, informing the hall masters and elders at the entrance of each hall to gather at the Main Hall immediately.

Naturally, the young monk was not qualified to participate in such an important meeting, so he could only stay outside the mountain gate. When he was bored, he suddenly felt something pressing against him and turned his head to take a look.

"ah!"

The little monk was startled when he saw a big dog appeared in front of him. This dog was as golden as a whole, with silly eyes and its tongue hanging out in a daze.

The little monk looked carefully and saw that it was not a strange beast that could hurt people. Instead, he became playful and reached out to touch the big dog's head: "It's really interesting. Whose dog do you have? It's so beautiful."

This big dog was extremely cooperative. The little monk liked it more and more as he petted it. He smiled and said, "You must be hungry. Come on, I'll take you to the canteen to find something to eat."

As soon as he heard about eating, the dog's innocent eyes suddenly became piercing, and he followed the little monk in the direction of the backyard of the Golden Buddha Temple...

(End of this chapter)