Chapter 514

The friars who bet are still making a lot of noise, but not far away comes a slovenly old man, and all the friars are silent.

"Don't call me a gambler. I like to take part in this kind of gambling game. I know all about it. The doll comes here and let me have a look first." The old man's pace seems to be very slow, but with a word, he has reached an Sudong.

Fan Xi's face changed. An Sudong didn't know who he was, but he knew who the old man was.

Few people know the old man's name, only his surname is Zhao. Others call him old man. At that time, old man Zhao's spiritual power was just beginning to dry up, and he absorbed all the spiritual power around him, so he failed to rescue. Originally, there was only one result of the failure, and his body died. But old man Zhao survived, and became a monk in the period of half incarnation and half yuan infant. His life span increased by thousands of years out of thin air.

Since then, however, old man Zhao's character has changed greatly. He has become perverse and eccentric. He doesn't listen to anyone's words. He usually likes to bet with people, especially the younger generation. Many of the younger generation are not disturbed by the three holy places. They are restless for a while.

An Sudong didn't react. He found that he was flying uncontrollably. He didn't stop until he fell in front of the old man's eyes. What he met was the other person's strange expressions.

The old monster said to an Sudong in the Dantian: "this little old man has some abilities. He can even think of such tricks to refine the natural disaster and moisten himself. It's really powerful."

An Sudong was very embarrassed. He was like a piece of goods. He was examined by others. This feeling was very uncomfortable. When he heard the old monster's words, he was relieved. At present, the slovenly friar was in a semi divine state. No wonder he didn't want to fight back.

After looking at an Sudong, old man Zhao's tone was full of surprise: "boy is good. He has many kinds of blood power. His spiritual power is much stronger than that of the monks of the same level. Even in the later stage of jiedan, his spiritual power is far superior to that of the same level. He's just a wizard of cultivation. I bet he can make ten moves, but he can't make 30 moves, so he'll make two thousand contributions."

His words seemed to be enlightening, which awakened the public. Not to mention the cultivation of old man Zhao, he was trustworthy just because he had never lost a bet with others.

"Thank you for reminding me!"

"Mr. Xie Zhao, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have bet on the first item just now, and I would have lost all the time!"

"Ha ha, with master Zhao here, we are sure to win. Thank you, master Zhao!"

"Ha ha, I didn't expect that this boy really had some means to survive ten moves. It's really powerful. It's just the middle stage of jiedan. If he's advanced to the later stage, it's amazing. I'm not sure he can really win over elder martial brother Meng."

The friars who had not yet bet even flashed a glimmer of joy.

Fan Xi wants to cry without tears. Even the old Dong says that an Sudong can't win Meng Jiu. It seems that his proposed bet is a wrong decision.

"It's terrible. I'm sure I'll have to pay for it."

Fan Xi was talking to himself, looking at the nearly 20000 meritorious deeds in his hand. Even if he doubled the compensation, he couldn't get it. In the future, he could only bury himself in the ruins all day long and earn meritorious deeds. It was even more impossible for him to be with Wang Zishan.

There is no way, fan Xi licked his face to an Sudong's side.

"What's the matter, elder martial brother fan?"

Of course, the two people's words are still voiced. How can people know such things.

"I don't think the scheme just now is quite right. If you pay in case, it's not that elder martial brother doesn't believe you. Everything is in case, right? If you pay in case, I'm dead and lifeless. I think you should share the risk. You have to bear the risk as much as you have to share."

Fan Xi's smile is a little reluctant, but she wants to make an Sudong feel that her smile is sincere.

"Otherwise, my younger martial brother hasn't finished his training now. He usually needs more meritorious service. I'll divide you by half and make up a whole number. If my elder martial brother is good enough to be at home, I'll give you 80%. How about that?"

Fan Xi finished, still did not hear an Sudong did not speak, heart became more flustered up, younger martial brother what is the meaning.

In fact, an Sudong was shocked by fan Xi's words. He just agreed to do well, but his voice fell. Fan Xi took out half of it again. An Sudong felt profitable and deliberately frowned, which made fan Xi even more flustered.

He hemmed and hawed: "younger martial brother, as long as you promise, you can take 90%. I only need one achievement. Anyway, I have very few places to make contributions."

Fan Xi is willing this time. An Sudong's idea of losing is amplified in his heart. Even now, even if he gives an Sudong 100%, he is very satisfied. He doesn't have to take responsibility. He is looking for Wang Zishan this time. As for the competition, does it really have anything to do with him? No matter how much he is, he is also the second child of a thousand years.

"It's not the second in a thousand years, it's the third."

Fan Xi is making fun of herself in her heart.

"It seems that the elder martial brother doesn't believe me. Well, you can give me the villa so that you don't have to take any risks and you can save trouble. What do you think?"

The words in fan Xi's ears were just what he wanted, and they hit it off.

"Ding!"

"Well, I'll give it all to you. It's more than 23000 in total."

Fan Xi a face of relief, nothing a light ah, and then humming a ditty to leave, but he can't wait to see Wang Zishan.

"Boy, your elder martial brother is very interesting. You've got more than 20000 meritorious deeds. It's equivalent to cheating the White Wolf to exchange the seeds of the tree of life."

Ansudong is also in a good mood when he listens to the old monster. He is more confident about the game. Even if he can't win, he still has no problem after 30 moves. He can't run yet. He doesn't believe that Meng Jiu can catch up with him.

The three holy places gathered together, and the monks of other caves also came to watch. The whole Kunlun Holy Land gathered tens of thousands of monks. This kind of scene is really spectacular.

"Come on, elder martial brother an. I can bet all my wealth on you. I've made 300 contributions. I'll fight for breath. I only need to make it through 30 moves."

Feng qian'er didn't know where she had gone just now. On the way back, she saw an Sudong and immediately pasted it up. She couldn't get rid of him any more.

An Su Dong is very speechless. He has exhausted all kinds of methods to Feng qian'er, but none of them works. He can only let Feng qian'er chatter with her.

All the way to the depths of Kunlun holy land, an Sudong's ear suddenly sounded a cry of surprise.

"Look, elder martial brother Mengjiu is over there. Let's go and have a look!"

"Wow! Elder martial brother Meng Jiu is so handsome, especially the disdainful look in his eyes, which makes me dizzy! "

"How can elder martial brother Meng Jiu be so powerful? I really admire him!"

It has to be said that there are fans everywhere. The same is true in the cultivation world. Seeing these nuns in jiedan period, an Sudong is puzzled. They are all about to be grandmothers. Why are they so childish.

"Master, you said that although these nuns look like green and white, in fact, everyone is over fifty years old. In the outside world, some of them have already become grandmothers. But what's the difference between them and ordinary girls?"

The cultivation of immortals leads to longevity, and the deeper understanding of life is that an Sudong has grown up a lot since he stepped into the world of cultivation.

"These girls are all flowers in the greenhouse. They have never experienced any setbacks. They have no years of cultivation. They often sit for a year. You think they are all the same as you. You take a shortcut. They are all normal. Their real psychological age may only be teenagers. It's their age to worship the strong."

An Sudong can understand the old monster's analysis.