"It must be eleven to twenty! I have made a heavy bet!" A monk looked at the movement on the deck below nervously and said loudly.

Another monk retorted: "Bah! You didn't see that many of them on the deck below were pale. They must have been infected by the cold wind and cold dew. The number of black shadows tomorrow must exceed forty and no more than sixty! I bet 30,000 medium-grade spirit stones!"

A short monk heard this and patted his chest and said, "What are you all! Look at me, this time, I used a small fortune to make a big fortune, and used ten hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones to bet that at least sixty-one cultivators were infected by the Yin wind and cold dew. At that time, you will get 300 hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones directly!"

The noise in Wan Jun's room had already reached the deck, which made the monks who were still using magic weapons or spiritual power to resist the invasion of Yinfeng and Cold Dew. While cursing Wan Jun and others in their hearts as tools for gambling, they were thinking about how they were so unlucky that they actually encountered Yinfeng and Cold Dew.

Guan Su's situation is relatively good. The Golden Pill-stage protective magic weapon he took out is called the ring body shuttle. As long as he holds the shuttle body with both hands and injects spiritual power, the blue shuttle will release a blue light to protect the body. And the Yin Feng and Cold Dew outside that originally absorbed the spiritual power of the cultivator invaded the body will instead absorb the light from the magic weapon. This means that the cultivator is still absorbed by spiritual power, but it is transmitted through the magic weapon. In this way, as long as the cultivator controls the speed of the spiritual power input by himself, his body will not feel the coldness.

Although his body is worry-free, Guan Su still felt sorry for the wear and tear of the ring body shuttle. He sighed inwardly: "This ring body shuttle has been with me for a while, and it will probably be damaged if it is used a few more times. When I arrive at Gaolin Sect, I will find some time to ask fellow Daoist Zhang to help me repair it."

Compared to the crowd's high waiting, Shi Wuzheng, who was sitting on the deck, looked at everyone's reaction with confusion. Because within ten feet of his area, he was not only in the cold wind and cold dew, even the whimpering sound was far away from him.

Shi Wu was about to get up and search around, and found that the swastika blood mark appeared in the palms of his palms.

"Hmm?" Shi Wu first clenched his fists with his palms, then turned around and looked at Guan Su in the rear position.

In Guan Su's surprised eyes, Shi Wu General placed his palms on the blue light released by the ring shuttle. Guan Su only felt a lighter on his back, and the absorbing power on the ring shuttle quietly disappeared.

Shi Wu turned back as if he was capturing something.

The spirit of heavenly tribulation in his body smiled and said, "Yes, you can catch him if you can't see this thing."

Shi Wu replied with the introspection method of "Nine Transformation Spiritual Art": "Although I can't see it, the swastika blood mark in my hand seems to be its nemesis. When I turned around and put my palm on the Guansu magic weapon, I felt that it was fixed by me. If I expected it, this Yin Feng and Cold Dew should be an evil spirit!"

The Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Body looked at the evil soul body in Shi Wu's hand that he dared not struggle. It smiled and said, "Yes, there are fifty-nine evil spirits on this deck, of which forty-two are guarding you while sucking magic weapons and spiritual lights or spiritual power in the cultivator's body. The rest are wandering unconsciously above."

"Do they dare not approach me because I have seven lunar images taken from the Ascension Gate of Jinwei?" Shi Wu speculated.

The spirit of heavenly tribulation nodded and said, "It should be."

Shi Wu asked: "Why can this evil spirit penetrate the barrier of the flying boat and enter the deck? They seem to be acting in groups."

"I don't know about this. Some of them have residual spiritual consciousness, while others are purely attracted by the spiritual power of cultivators. Just like the one in your hand, they are completely a greedy ghost. If it hadn't been too focused on sucking the magic weapon light just now, it wouldn't have been caught by you so easily." said the spirit body of the heavenly tribulation.

Shi Wu shook the evil spirit in his hand and said, "Do you want to destroy it?"

"Regularly speaking, once your mind moves, the swastika blood mark in your hand will be liberated. But you can also leave it to observe, and maybe you can find a way to see these evil spirits without sensing." The spirit body of the heavenly tribulation suggested.

"Then how can I keep it?" Shi Wu decided to leave this evil spirit for the time being.

The spirit body of the heavenly tribulation thought for a while and said, "My Thunder Clan was born to restrain evil spirits, so there are also ways to restrain spirits and destroy spirits. I only need to help you use the power of thunder to generate a prisoner spirit in your sleeve."

"Then you go to my right arm first, and I will put this evil spirit there." Shi Wu said as he acted at the same time as the heavenly tribulation spirit.

The moment the evil spirit in the hand of the Shiwu General loosened his sleeve on his right, the spirit of heavenly tribulation raised his hand and said, "Thunder gathered the prisoner spirit!"

The evil spirit was immediately trapped in Shi Wu's right sleeve by a thunder cage.

Shi Wu shook his right hand at the right time and found that something was really shaking in the small blue cage.

The spirit of heavenly tribulation quickly said, "Stop it quickly! If you shake it again, you will be destroyed by the power of thunder."

Shi Wu immediately put down his right hand obediently.

"Forget it, before you purify it with the swastika blood seal, I'd better help you control the prison spirit range here, so as not to destroy it by accident." The spirit of heavenly tribulation saw that the evil spirit was huddled together in fear within the prison spirit range and said actively.

Shi Wu said embarrassedly: "Thank you."

"You are my own people, be polite." The spirit of heavenly tribulation waved his hand.

Guan Su, behind Shi Wu, stared at Shi Wu with a strange behavior without blinking. He was sure that the monks around him were still invaded by the Yin Feng and Cold Dew, and he got rid of the Yin Feng Feng and Cold Dew when Shi Wu reached out with both hands. If Guan Su had 99% of his doubts about Shi Wu, then now he had at least 70% of his doubts. He couldn't help but wonder if he would really hit the fortune and meet a hidden master.

The torture of the monks on the deck finally ended when the rising sun in the east rose.

All the cold wind and cold dew left the flying boat the moment before the morning glow passed through the head of the boat.

Black shadows fell on the formation barriers everywhere after they went out to fly boats.

Wan Jun took the more than a hundred monks who participated in the gambling game to hurry down on the deck. After carefully counting the numbers of black shadows, he finally confirmed that the number of black shadows was forty-two.

For a moment, the sound of joy and harsh curses appeared.

Because the odds of the forty-two black shadows are only one, Wan Jun, the dealer in this bet, made a lot of money.

Those monks who won the spirit stone all took the jade slip to Wan Jun to exchange it, while more monks who lost simply crushed the jade slip.

Wan Jun was so cool that Wang Tong was responsible for the exchange of spirit stones, and he himself went back to the third floor top-grade spiritual power room. After Wan Jun was over, he remembered that he had not paid attention to Shi Wu's condition last night. Wan Jun hurriedly opened the window of the room and saw Shi Wu on the side of the deck admiring the Chaoyang in full spirit. Wan Jun said in confusion: "This kid was not infected by the cold wind and cold dew last night?"

At this time, Wang Tong had already paid the spirit stone and came back. He was smiling happily to report to Wan Jun how much he had earned this time. Then Wan Jun asked first: "Manager Wang, do you see if there is anything strange about the boy below?"

Wang Tong looked down from the window, and after careful observation, he turned his eyes to the coffin box in front of Shi Wu. He said, "Young Master, that boy felt refreshed when he came over one night. I think the coffin box in front of him is a bit particular, and it seems to be the legendary soul-repelling wood!"

"Soul-killing Wood?" Wan Jun repeated.

Wang Tong was not sure, but said, "Young Master, why don't I go and invite Senior Ye Ling from Tongsha Island to come here. He is a cultivator of the middle-stage Nascent Soul Wood Spirit Root, and he should know more about this than me."

Wan Jun nodded and said, "You go."

After a while, Wang Tong invited Ye Ling over.

Wan Jun saw that Ye Ling's expression was not right, and knew that he lost last night, and he was unhappy. Wan Jun thought that he and him were old acquaintances, so he took out a storage bag containing thirty hexagonal diamond top-grade spirit stones and gave it to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling glanced at the spirit stone in the storage bag, and said with a gentle expression: "I wonder what Mr. Wan is looking for me?"

Wan Jun said straight to the point: "Senior Ye, look at the coffin box in front of the blue-clothed monk below is the Soul-Charging Wood?"

Ye Ling heard that it was for this, and then nodded and looked out the window. He had never seen any soul-killing wood, but Wan Jun had taken out so many spirit stones to ask, so he whispered: "Mr. Wan is indeed aware! At least 70% of this coffin box is made of Soul-killing wood. Look at the monk below, there is no sign of being infected by Yinfeng and Cold Dew. It is likely that the coffin box made of this soul-killing wood. In fact, the young master should also know that this so-called Yinfeng and Cold Dew is actually the resentful soul of the murdered creatures on the Wuji Sea. This kind of resentful soul will enter in groups at night after driving to a certain speed on the flying boat. And it only absorbs spiritual power to infect the flesh of the monks on the deck. I think the reason why that kid dares to buy a seat for meditation on the deck is because of this soul-killing wood as a reliance!"

After Ye Ling's analysis, Wan Jun had already believed it. He said excitedly: "This kid is really giving me beauty and baby."

Ye Ling saw that Wan Jun was thinking about Shi Wu's coffin box, and he smiled and said, "It seems that this treasure is really destined to be with the young master! Don't worry, I will never take away the favors of others."

Wan Junshengyong said, "Thank you, Senior Ye Ling."

Seeing this, Ye Ling said goodbye and went back to his room at the right time.

Wang Tong then handed over all the 1,700 hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones and 160,000 medium-grade spirit stones that he earned that night to Wan Jun.

Wan Jun first took out a hundred hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones from it to reward Wang Tong, and then he grabbed the storage bag with the middle-grade spirit stones and shouted out the window: "This is a reward for you."

As he said that, Wan Jun threw more than a thousand medium-grade spirit stones on the deck like a beggar.

The spirit stones that fell on the deck like rain made the monks who were still suffering from the cold wind and cold dew last night rush to fight for it. Only a few people sat in their seats unmoved.

Shi Wu raised his head and looked upwards, just facing Wan Jun's eyes.

Wan Jun ignored Shi Wu for the time being, but said to Guan Su behind Shi Wu like calling a dog: "Guan Su, why don't you pick it up? You look down on this young master's spirit stone?"

Guan Suqiang smiled and said, "Mr. Wan, I was infected by the cold wind and cold dew last night. I haven't recovered yet, so I won't argue with them."

Wan Junsi gave an order: "I want you to pick it up now!"

As Wan Jun said that, he threw a handful of medium-grade spirit stones next to Guan Su.

Looking at the middle-grade spirit stones falling on the deck, Guan Su paused, and finally bent over and picked them up.

One piece two pieces, three piece four pieces...

Guan Su slowly picked it up, and the guests who saw this scene were smiling freely. In their eyes, Wan Jun was teasing an obedient dog.

When Guan Su picked up the tenth piece, Shi Wu got up and grabbed his sleeve: "It's almost done."

When Guan Su saw that it was Shi Wu, he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, I haven't finished picking it up yet."

Shi Wu stared at Guan Su and said, "You are human."

"I am a human, but people are divided into different levels. This kind of spirit stone is a bad thing. Fellow Taoist, don't rob me." Guan Su said and picked up another medium-grade spirit stone.

Shi Wu's eyes swept over the monk watching the show above. He raised his hand and all the medium-grade spirit stones scattered on the deck were gathered in front of him with his spiritual power.

Wan Jun said in a bad tone: "Boy, I asked Guan Su to pick it up, not for you to take it!"

Shi Wu asked back, "I took it, what do you think?"

Seeing Shi Wu losing face several times, Wan Jun stared at Shi Wu coldly and said, "If you have the ability, don't just slip away halfway. I want to see if you have the power, whether you are stubborn or your body is stubborn!"

Shi Wu nodded and said, "I am looking forward to it more and more."

"Then you look forward to it! After tonight, your life will come to an end." Wan Jun mocked the monks on the deck and said, "And you, let's make a big profit for me tonight!"

The monks on the deck listened to Wan Jun's humiliation and suddenly felt that the spirit stones in their hands were not so tempting. But none of them dared to challenge Wan Jun, who was guarding the Nascent Soul monk next to them.

The middle-grade spirit stones gathered in front of Shi Wu General were thrown back to Wan Jun's window, and before Wan Jun was about to get angry, he said, "Wan Jun, then I'll set a bet, what's the odds of the bet you're going to do?"

"Not everyone can participate in this bet, at least 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones as bargaining chips." Wan Jun looked down on Shi Wudao.

Shi Wu took out ten hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones from Na Haibao and said, "Is this enough?"

Wan Jun was shocked when he saw Shi Wu's top-grade spirit stone with a hexagonal diamond shape. He said, "It's enough, how do you want to bet?"

"Just as you usually bet, you can tell me the odds first." Shi Wudao.

Wan Jun said: "Betting whether there will be Yin wind and cold dew tonight, the odds will be compensated one by one. After Yin wind and cold dew appears, if the number of infected monks is less than five, the penalty will be twenty..."

"Okay! I used these ten hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones and the nine hundred medium-grade spirit stones in the air to bet that night that there will be Yinfeng and Cold Dew. If I win, my chips will double. Then I bet that less than five monks will be infected by Yinfeng and Cold Dew!" Shi Wu said directly about his gambling method.

"Fool!" Wan Jun laughed and said, "Okay! Just follow the method you said!"

"Take the spirit stones and get the certificate!" Shi Wu shook his hand and ten hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones arrived in front of Wan Jun.

Wan Jun didn't understand where Shi Wu got his confidence. Not to mention that the Yin Feng and Cold Dew appeared randomly, he said why Shi Wu could determine that the number of people infected by Yin Feng and Cold Dew would be less than five. Last night, forty-two monks were infected. Wan Jun decisively accepted Shi Wu's bet, and then threw the jade slip that recorded the number of bet chips and black shadows to Shi Wu.

The storm between the two attracted the interest of everyone present. Many monks on the deck were preparing to gather out spirit stones to gamble with Wan Jun. As for the guests in the medium-grade spiritual power room and the high-grade spiritual power room, they also started betting on Wan Jun in broad daylight.
Chapter completed!