I am in the world of immortal cultivation

Qin Shu was also quite puzzled, and she pondered silently for a moment. Obviously, the eldest brother was very fond of this at the beginning, but why didn't he eat it now? Did his taste change so quickly?

Seeing her pursing her lips and looking thoughtful, Cheng Yan added lightly, "If you don't tell me, I will tell Wen Chi later."

Qin Shu: "..."

If the second brother knew that she was shamelessly betting on him to win, wouldn't he laugh at her to death?

"No, no, no! No, eldest brother, just talk, why do you complain when you don't agree? The second brother has worked hard in cultivation, don't tell him about this little thing." Qin Shu said quickly.

"Why don't you tell me quickly?" Cheng Yan's face was a little impatient, but a hint of smile flashed across his eyes.

He must have heard correctly, they were talking about earning spirit stones...

Qin Shu was forced to sigh and tell him that she had learned that someone had opened a bet and won, so she bet on her to win and earned some pocket money.

Cheng Yan listened to Qin Shu's words, and the excitement in his eyes gradually grew, like a shining obsidian.

"I didn't know about this before." There was a hint of restrained excitement in his voice.

Qin Shu waved her hand, "Senior Brother is so focused on cultivation that it's normal for him not to know this. I only found out about it after hearing Senior Brother Xiong Jun talk about it."

"Where do we bet?" Cheng Yan asked.

Qin Shu was just about to collect spirit stones, so she took Cheng Yan with her, "Senior Brother, follow me."

The place where the bet was opened was in a Zen room not far from the light curtain, and no one knew who did it.

Cheng Yan also had a competition today. He had been secretly thinking about betting on himself to win, but when he saw the 38,672 to 1 behind his name...

It doesn't matter if you don't bet on him!

All the bets are on him to win, what's the point? No matter how many bets he makes, he won't make much spiritual stones.

He frowned and looked at Wen Chi's name again, 51,436 to 1...

It's actually more than 10,000 more than his. So many people are sure that he can win? Did Wen Chi take out his trump card so early?

No, it shouldn't be. According to his junior brother's wealth, he can use a magic weapon every day for 365 days without repeating.

Are these people crazy? Knowing that they won't get many spiritual stones, they still bet on him to win?

However, what the simple senior brother doesn't know is that there are still many people in this world who act based on appearance and spend money for appearance! Just take it as a fun thing.

After all... there are not many opportunities to spend money on such a top-notch man.

Qin Shu also followed the eldest brother's gaze and saw her two senior brothers. She couldn't help but feel envious.

How could the difference between people be so big? Thinking of her humble one to twenty-seven, she was still pulled back by her own one thousand high-grade spirit stones... She didn't need to be coaxed, she could just cry quietly for a month.

However, when a cultivator handed Qin Shu the spirit stones she won, she immediately became happy again.

A full storage bag of spirit stones successfully cured her just-emerged sorrow, and Cheng Yan, who saw the light of the high-grade spirit stones inside through the small gap that Qin Shu inadvertently revealed, was worried this time.

Envy in the heart, hard to speak. Who knows that he was operating six furnaces of elixirs at the same time, busy for so long, and only earned a thousand high-grade spirit stones? And the junior sister easily earned so many spirit stones?

If Qin Shu knew what he was thinking at this time, he would definitely have to explain to him the difference between capitalists and workers.

Cheng Yan's eyes moved away from Qin Shu's storage bag with difficulty, and his voice became a little hoarse, and he heard him ask: "Junior sister, what are your odds?"

Qin Shu's face flashed a trace of shame, "Only one to two..."

"Speak nicely!" Cheng Yan glanced at her.

Qin Shu's face was stern, and she quickly added: "Twenty-seven!"

Cheng Yan:...

No wonder he can earn so many spirit stones, these people were deceived by his little junior sister who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger!

At the moment when the two walked out of the door, Qin Shu heard his stern senior brother suddenly say: "Next time you bet on yourself, bet on me, your senior brother."

Qin Shu: "..."

"Senior brother! Absolutely not!" Qin Shu refused firmly and persuaded him earnestly: "I was originally the last one to come in, and this time I was lucky to meet a weaker opponent. How can I be so lucky every time? The next opponent will definitely be stronger, and the bets cannot be placed like this... If you don't take the shortcut well, it will be a bottomless abyss!"

Cheng Yan glanced at her indifferently, "Who said at the beginning that she would definitely win two games? ”

Qin Shu: “…”

She smiled bitterly, “Brother, I was just joking. I’m really not sure this time. I’m afraid that the opponents I’ll face next are all opponents who are in the tenth level of Qi training and are preparing to build a perfect foundation. They are four small realms higher than me. Even if sword cultivators can challenge by jumping levels, they can’t jump so many levels. I don’t have much chance of winning. Small bets are fun, big bets are harmful to the body. I can’t cheat our family... Don’t you think so? ”

Cheng Yan looked at Qin Shu with a strange expression, and after a long time, he curled his lips and showed a smile, “Junior sister, you just do your best, don’t worry about the rest, I know it in my heart.”

Qin Shu looked at him like this, as if he was convinced by himself?

He was a little relaxed, just as he was about to go back, Wen Chi appeared from nowhere, “Oh, it seems that you have won a lot?”

Qin Shu’s storage bag in his hand had already been put into the storage ring. How did he know that he had won a lot?

Qin Shu blinked her eyes and tried to fool him, so she said, "It's not much, just a little water."

Wen Chi sneered, and his clear eyes seemed to be scattered with broken stars, "How can you hide it from your senior brother?"

Qin Shu originally wanted to fight back, but she suddenly thought of something, and her face fell. She asked in shock, "You...you...you...you are not...a banker?"

Wen Chi's Yaoguang fan in his hand shook slightly, and his fingers pinching the white fan bones looked particularly slender and slender.

He smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad, you have a good eye."

Qin Shu felt a little frustrated. She should have thought of it earlier. When she was in Xuantianmen, someone opened the market, and there were still people opening the market at Wanfatai in Putuo Temple.

Who else could it be except her second senior brother? No wonder the second senior brother is so wealthy. With a brain like him, others can only follow him.

Even if he continues to cause trouble for thousands of years, I'm afraid his wealth will only become more and more abundant...

Qin Shu thought about it, and suddenly her eyes became firm!

She has decided! From now on, she will hold on to the golden thigh of the second brother! He eats meat, she drinks soup! They will have enough food and clothing, and enter a well-off life! The future is promising!