Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 872 Gambling?

"It's just bad rules, there must be an explanation." Fang Yan said in a deep voice.

"Tell me, how do you want to explain it?" The monk knew that his actions just now were a bit inappropriate. If it wasn't for the aura of Taoism, wood, Taoism, he would not have lost his composure when he was already at the peak of distraction in the early stage, but if The formation was broken because of this, and he might feel a little guilty. Now that the formation is not broken, he also put down the lottery, but this junior in the early stage of distraction showed the end of his reluctance. The monk was a little displeased immediately, With his cultivation status, even facing a monk like Da Xilu, he wouldn't fall behind, let alone a junior monk who had just stepped into the early stage of distraction.

"Gambling fights have their own rules, so do whatever you want. With fellow Taoists around here, I don't dare to open my mouth like a lion." The dialect's tone was cold, and there was no sign of retreat.

Hearing the words in the dialect, everyone around nodded inwardly. As the dialect said, gambling fights have their own rules, and fighting formations are the same. A well-behaved person must pay at least double the compensation. The fact that the formation was not broken before was due to the strength of the dialect, but it cannot erase the fact that this monk broke the rules.

Suddenly someone said: "That's right, Fellow Daoist Fei, what Fellow Daoist Dialect said makes sense." After speaking, the monk cupped his hands towards Dialect to show his closeness.

Which one of these people in front of me is not a human being, but in just a moment, they all understood the monk's plan, which was to hand over to the early distracted junior of the Tianxing sect. What else can there be besides the spirit of God.

As soon as the words fell, several people spoke out one after another, similar words.

"Hmph, do you think that others will give away the spirit of the Taoist God? The previous fight was clearly just digging a hole for you to jump in." The monk surnamed Fei snorted coldly, and said to the few people who had just spoken out. For a moment, he also thought that the previous dialect was based on a well-thought-out plan. With such a formation technique, in the entire Moyuan Ridge, except for the ancestor of Soul Daoist, I am afraid that there is no one who can break through it just by means of the formation technique. There is no difference between gambling and fighting.

The words of the monk surnamed Fei hit the hearts of everyone. Dialect has just won so many high-level spiritual objects from them, and which one can be used to gamble with Daoist Qi is ordinary? Dialect's defensive formation is almost like cheating, there is no omission from the beginning to the end except for the tremor, and there is no good spirit in the hearts of the people, but at this moment the battle formation has been lost, and the spirit has already been sent out. There is nothing to regret if you accept the bet, but the sacred tree is still in the hands of dialect. Although it may not be really sold, it will not be a bad thing to get close.

Hearing the words of the monk surnamed Fei, they were all above distraction, and even though he was embarrassing in his heart, he didn't show any expression on his face. Instead, he opened his mouth to refute a few words, which also mentioned the bad rules of the monk surnamed Fei. After all, it is obvious.

"You guys?" A little annoyed by the ridicule of the crowd, Taoist Fei stretched out his palm and pointed his finger at the crowd, speechless for a moment, almost wanting to urge the exercises to kill everyone again.

"Fei Daoist, how are you?" The dialect voice sounded again.

The words of the dialect made the monk surnamed Fei calm down, looked at the dialect coldly, and said in a deep voice: "It's nothing if you want my spiritual object, but you have to fight with me again, it's not about the formation, it's just about Fighting, I will not bully your lack of cultivation. When fighting, I will seal my strength to the same level as yours. As long as you beat me, I will pay three times the lottery. Even if you lose, I will do the same. As long as you need to take out the three Dao Shenmu, how about you, do you have the guts?"

ah?Everyone heard the words, and immediately cursed in their hearts. This is already extremely shameless. This Tianxingzong dialect has just set foot in the cultivation of distraction, and the monk surnamed Fei is already one step away from the middle stage of distraction. The existence of the peak means that one's own strength has been banned. In terms of skills and means, how can a monk who has just broken through distraction be comparable? If he wins, he will make a lot of money, which is four times and five times the winning spirit of just now It's worth it, everyone's heart is moved, but this is an excellent way to get the Dao Shenmu.

"You are joking, fellow Daoist Fei. Even if you want to gamble, you have to settle the matter first. Otherwise, wouldn't you be betting with me with something that should be mine?"

While everyone was thinking about it, they heard the words of rejection in dialect, but there seemed to be other meanings in the tone. Could it be that this distracted cultivator of the Sky Star Sect really wanted to gamble with others again?At this moment, everyone's thoughts turned rapidly, and in an instant, someone shouted loudly.

"Fellow Daoist in Dialect, I have four times as many lucky spirits as before. I invite fellow Daoist to fight a battle, just like Fellow Daoist Fei. Whether you win or lose, these spirits belong to Fellow Daoist. All you need is for Fellow Daoist to take out the sacred tree. Once again, bet on the lottery."

"I pay five times."

"Five times, no, I will pay six times."

Disturbing voices sounded immediately, these distracted cultivators would not have the slightest humility in the face of the supreme spiritual thing that is likely to greatly increase their strength, even if they were good friends, they don't care much at the moment .

The monk surnamed Fei was the first to react, and when everyone who was about to approach again stopped him, he shouted at the same time: "There must always be first come, first come first, do you all have to break the rules? If you talk about spiritual things, will I be less than you?" At this moment, he talked about the rules.

Things suddenly became like this, dialect was a little unexpected, listening to everyone's words, I could only laugh secretly in my heart, I still underestimated the attraction of Dao Shenmu to them, but dialect had no intention of agreeing at all, although if If you really gamble, you may not lose. The people in front of you have the highest cultivation bases like Da Xilu in the early stage of distraction, and there is no existence in the middle stage of distraction. Although most of them come from big sects and powerful forces, they are not killed by themselves. Lone Eagle is comparable to several people, but it will definitely not be much stronger than the monks in the middle stage of the gods. Even if they win, it is not impossible.

It's just that the dialect doesn't think about it at all. With the formation, everyone already knows their own strength. It's not too much to say that they have a chance of winning when they gambled. Sending it out like this is naturally not what the dialect wants, even if it is a fluke or a tie, there will definitely be people who can see that they don't value the three pieces of Dao Shenmu so much. To live in his own troubles, Dialect is not willing to deal with the pursuit of others at any time in the future.

"Fellow daoists." Said loudly in dialect after thinking about it for a few breaths.

Hearing the voice of the dialect, everyone fell silent and looked at the dialect.

"Thanks to fellow Taoists for appreciating it, Fang Yan is very honored, but Fang Yan has self-knowledge, and is somewhat sure of the formation. When it comes to fighting, he is no match for your seniors." Arched hands, Fang Yan said in a deep voice to the surrounding people.

"Cultivator of the Heavenly Star Sect is so courageous?" The monk surnamed Fei said aggressively, he finally had such an opportunity to get the Taoist tree, and he would not give up until the last moment.

"Fellow Daoist was joking, but it's just a matter of dialect. Since fellow Daoist mentioned Tianxingzong so much, why don't I send a message and ask Uncle Qi Yang or Uncle Jiaoyue to come and take care of Fang? As for the rules, Fang I don't take advantage of it, so I just follow what my fellow Taoist said." I already have a dialect that I have planned, so I won't be able to listen to the other party's provocative words, and said with a smile.

Da Xilu, who had been silent all this time, also said at this moment: "Fellow Daoist, are you really deceiving me from the Heavenly Star Sect? Why don't you let me fight with you?"

"You? Forget it. Just take it. I am Fei Shitong of the Tairan sect. If you are interested in selling those Dao Shenmu in the future, you must inform Fei Mou. Fei Mou will definitely not let Daoist suffer."

Hearing the words in the dialect, and hearing the voice of Da Xilu, the monk named Fei has nothing to say. The core monks of the Tianxing Sect are not something he can handle. One is enough to deal with several early-stage monks who are usually distracted. As for fighting with Da Xilu, he has no interest in fighting Da Xilu, and he doesn't have a word of long-winded words. Dodged thousands of feet, then fell down.

(End of this chapter)