"Oh! I'm sorry, my memory is not very good. I'm just kidding. I'll write down the betting battle and odds on the signboard. Fellow Taoist, please take a look!" The down-and-out scholar said as he patted his storage bag and took out an old wooden sign.
, it is filled with various bets, and it seems that down-and-out scholars often place bets in various places.
Zheng Delong pointed like a knife and used his magic power to cut off a layer of words on the surface. He took out a pen, dipped it in his saliva, and started writing on the wooden sign.
"Ah! This wooden sign is actually made of bamboo that has been covered with water for thousands of years!" said a knowledgeable person.
"Oh! This is the 'wonderful pen of producing flowers', but it can produce characters without ink. Legend has it that only people from the Chunqiu Pavilion can hold it. What is the identity of this down-and-out scholar? Could it be that he is a disciple of the Chunqiu Pavilion!" Another person said in surprise.
But I saw the down-and-out scholar twisting his magic pen and writing a few crooked words on the wooden sign.
Yuwen Zhouyuan wins, and one loses one.
Yu Wen Zhou Yuan Ping, one hundred compensation.
If Yuwen Zhouyuan loses, he will lose one thousand.
After writing a few lines, the poor scholar seemed extremely satisfied with his handwriting and nodded.
When the other old monsters saw the odds of the gambling game, they all gasped.
"Hiss!" The stall owner who set up the bet must be a lunatic. How could he set such odds!
Bet on the victory of Yu Wenzhou Yuan, bet on a high-grade spiritual stone, and get a high-grade spiritual stone in return.
Betting on Yu Wenzhou Yuanping, one high-grade spiritual stone will give you a chance to get one hundred high-grade spiritual stones in return.
If you bet that Yu Wenzhou Yuan fails, you will get a high-grade spiritual stone and a thousand high-grade spiritual stones in return!
This is not gambling, it is clearly giving away money! After all, everyone is convinced that Yuwen Zhouyuan will lose, and there is no possibility of even a draw.
Nagu Zhenhong, after all, is an old monster who shakes up the central sacred area of the Taihuang Mountain cultivation world. If he loses to a young man, he will not survive!
If you bet on the failure of Yu Wenzhou Yuan, you will surely make a profit without losing any money!
If you bet on Yu Wen Zhou Yuan Ping, even if you lose, you will lose a high-grade spiritual stone. However, if Yu Wen Zhou Yuan really defeats Heaven and draws with True Master Cai Yi, or True Master Cai Yi cares about his identity and is unwilling to win without force,
Allowing Yuwen Zhouyuan to end in a draw, this accident must be considered. If so, betting on a draw seems to have a certain chance of making a lot of money.
As for betting on Yuwen Zhouyuan's victory, no one thinks that Yuwen Zhouyuan will win, and if you bet on Yuwen Zhouyuan's victory, you will get a high-grade spiritual stone in return. If you win, you will get only one high-grade spiritual stone in return. If you lose, you will get nothing, and almost
There is a probability of losing money, so a fool would throw money at Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"I bet that Yu Wenzhou Yuan will lose, and I bet a thousand high-grade spiritual stones! But I have a problem. If I win the bet, I will get a million high-grade spiritual stones in return. Do you have it?" The old weirdo said in a very calm tone.
, but the question he asked is of concern to many old monsters.
Whether or not this gambling game offends anyone is a matter for the stall owner. Since there is an opportunity to make money, the old weirdos will not let it go.
No old geek can remain tempted by this bet that is almost guaranteed to win and guarantee a profit of a thousand times.
Even people who were extremely dissatisfied with the down-and-out scholar's bet have changed their views and are considering taking a gamble.
Just a thousand times the odds, how could this down-and-out scholar have so many spiritual stones to set up a village!
After hearing the question, the down-and-out scholar suddenly looked back with a look of surprise: "Oh, I'm sorry, I was lost in thought just now. You asked me if I have money. Are you kidding me? If I don't have money, will I set up a gambling game?"
The down-and-out scholar Zheng Delong's voice was raised an octave, a bit sharp, and all the old weirdos suddenly showed contempt. You dress up like a down-and-out scholar. Judging from your appearance, you clearly have no money.
If he hadn't seen the down-and-out scholar making a move, he would be flooded with water for thousands of years, and his wonderful writing skills might have a lot of background, and no old monster would even talk to the down-and-out scholar.
Feeling everyone's contempt, the down-and-out scholar seemed extremely dissatisfied. He frowned, patted his storage bag, and took out a broken bowl with a corner missing, which contained ten high-grade spiritual stones.
"This is my property, do you think it's enough to make a bet? I'll use these spiritual stones to make a bet!" Zheng Delong said to everyone.
"Ten spiritual stones? Are you kidding us!" All the old monsters showed displeasure. Ten spiritual stones cannot be gambled. Isn't this a waste of money?
"Are you blind? Take a closer look. Are these ten high-grade spiritual stones?" Zheng Delong, a down-and-out scholar, said to the crowd with an incomprehensible expression.
"Boy, this is ten dollars! There is no eleventh dollar!" one of them shouted.
"Bah! I think there is something wrong with your eyes. You are just talking nonsense! No matter how poor I am, I will never be so poor that I only have ten high-grade spiritual stones! Open your eyes wide and see how many spiritual stones you get!" said the down-and-out scholar angrily.
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As soon as he finished speaking, the down-and-out scholar showed an angry look. He pointed at the broken bowl, then turned the broken bowl over and poured out ten spiritual stones. However, when the ten spiritual stones left the broken bowl, there were still ten pieces left.
Ten pieces, there are ten pieces, and in an instant, the ground is full of spiritual stones, thousands of pieces in total!
"Who said I have no money! I will use my money to beat you to death!" Zheng Delong, a down-and-out scholar, shouted loudly, and all the old monsters present were shocked.
"The Immortal Treasure of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, the 'Bottomless Bowl'! Who is this person? He actually has this thing!" one of them said in surprise.
The bottomless bowl is said to be in the hands of the master of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion. It is said that all the wealth in the world is gathered in it! The broken bowl in front of me is probably the bottomless bowl! No, it must be the bottomless bowl! Ten spiritual stones that can never be poured out.
, if the monk is leisurely, in ten or eight years, he will be able to possess tens of millions of spiritual stones, which is not a dream at all!
This is not a down-and-out scholar, he is clearly a rich man, no! This person must be respected in Chunqiu Pavilion, even though his cultivation is low.
"Okay, fellow Taoist Zheng Delong has a bottomless bowl in his hand. He is qualified enough to set up this bet! I bet a thousand spiritual stones that Yu Wenzhou Yuan will lose! I bet another hundred spiritual stones that Yu Wenzhou Yuan will be equal."
The way of the ultimate master of Zhenjun.
"I bet three thousand spiritual stones, Yuwen Zhouyuan will be defeated, but one thousand spiritual stones, Yuwenzhou Yuanping will be equal." Another master of the early stage of True Self said.
"I bet five thousand spirit stones, Yuwen Zhouyuan will be defeated, and one thousand spirit stones, Yuwenzhou Yuanping will be equal!"
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All the old monsters are betting on both sides, betting on Yuwen Zhouyuan's defeat and Yuwen Zhouyuan's peace. Naturally, all this is for the sake of caution. Even if no old monster thinks that Yuwen Zhouyuan can really draw Caiyi,
You respect your strength, but you still have to be careful with your gamble.
If Caiyi Zhenzun's conscience finds out, it ends in a draw. Even if he loses one head, he can still make a profit. In short, he will definitely make a profit without losing any money!
This poor scholar named Zheng Delong must have had too much money to burn his hands, so he took a bottomless bowl and gave away money here.
Hey, he is such a good person, but that’s right, he has a bottomless bowl and he can’t use up all his money. Maybe he is distributing his wealth in order to gain enlightenment and break through to the middle stage of the True Lord!
This person must have a profound background. Although his cultivation level is low, he cannot be provoked. Chunqiu Pavilion has masters from the early stage of the True Saint sitting in charge. He can crush several sects with just one thought. Do not offend him!
No one bets that Yuwen Zhouyuan will win. Even those young disciples of the sect who keep supporting Yuwen Zhouyuan's victory, under the inducement, all bet that Yuwen Zhouyuan will lose.
The down-and-out scholar Zheng Delong started a gambling game, and the matter immediately spread in the Renxin Sect. No one would refuse the unexpected fortune.
And when they heard that the down-and-out scholar was a disciple of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, each of the monks gave up their intention to kill people and seize the treasure. Even though the down-and-out scholar was only in the initial stage of cultivation of the True Lord.
This matter reached Gu Zhenhong's ears, and he became somewhat proud.
Countless old monsters bet on themselves to win, but no one bet on themselves to lose. This is very good!
"I'm betting 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones that I will win!" It would be a fool not to take advantage of the benefits. He took out all his belongings and made a big bet, not even betting on a draw. This is self-confidence, Gu Zhenhong, the true respecter of Caiyi, believes it
You must win!
Ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones. If you win the bet, you will be rewarded with ten million high-grade spiritual stones! Even the ancestor of the True Emperor would be tempted by such a huge spiritual stone!
This is a windfall, but Gu Zhenhong doesn’t expect the down-and-out scholar to be able to pour out ten million spiritual stones from the bottomless bowl. Then what year and month will it take?
Only ten were poured out at a time. Afterwards, I just asked for one hundred thousand spiritual stones from the down-and-out scholar. It would also be considered as a face to the Spring and Autumn Pavilion. If I took more, I was pregnant with too many spiritual stones. The common man is not guilty. He is guilty of having a jade. If someone from other countries were to
If the Nascent Soul cultivator is targeted, it will be a disaster, and the gain will not be worth the loss. If you take less spiritual stones, it can be considered a goodwill to Chunqiu Pavilion.
In fact, most of the old monsters have the same thoughts as Gu Zhenhong. This is the cautious way of the old monsters to deal with the world. As a human being, you can't do things to perfection.
Gradually, almost all the monks on the bluestone arena bet on Yuwen Zhouyuan's defeat or draw. The down-and-out scholars looked bored and looked at those who bet with disdain.
"Now, I've made a lot of money! Thanks to that Yuwen Zhouyuan..." Zheng Delong felt very proud, and he was very happy that he had come up with such a way to make money.
Everyone in the world is blinded by foolishness, but he, Zheng Delong, happened to see at a glance that Yuwen Zhouyuan was hiding something deeply.
Zheng Delong likes this kind of gambling battle with great disparity in strength. This is his best opportunity to make money, and it is also an opportunity to observe Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Is this person the person that the Illusory Spirit Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Dongyuan Sanctuary are looking for?" Zheng Delong's eyes flashed, revealing his rare brilliance.
But at this moment, a woman in pink clothes walked over and placed a bet, and the down-and-out scholar immediately put away his money and showed a rogue look.
"Fairy, what are you betting on?" Zheng Delong asked.
"Yu Wen Zhou Yuan Sheng, ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones!" The woman in pink threw a storage bag over and said firmly.
The down-and-out scholar Zheng Delong's eyes flashed as he looked at the woman in blue. This woman was only in the middle stage of a real master. She should not be able to see how powerful Yuwen Zhouyuan was. So she bet on Yuwen Zhouyuan's victory. Perhaps it was for another reason, and she had a certain defeat mentality.
, but also to restore Yuwen Zhouyuan’s reputation.
After all, everyone is betting on Yuwen Zhouyuan's defeat, and this is too ugly.
"You have ten thousand spiritual stones?" the down-and-out scholar said with a smile.
"Isn't that for you?" said the woman in pink.
"It was given to me, but there are only eight thousand here, and there is still two thousand left!" Zheng Delong glanced at the storage bag and said calmly.
"Dad, please lend me two high-grade spiritual stones!" the woman in pink said to the benevolent sect master sitting next to her.
"Xinyue, although dad is the benevolent sect leader, money can't be wasted like this!" said the benevolent sect leader.
"Dad! Are you just going to watch Senior Brother Yuwen lose in everyone's bet? Can you bear it! He is your closed disciple!" Han Xinyue looked at the fallen scholar with a look of bitterness and hatred.