"Rain Hall Immortal Treasure, 'Cornucopia'! Who is this person, he actually carries this thing!"

Cornucopia, according to legend, is in the hands of the God Emperor of the Rain Realm, known as the wealth of the world, and it is all collected in it... The clay pot in front of me is probably a cornucopia... No, it must be a cornucopia! Ten immortal jades that can never be poured... If the monk has the leisure to do so, if he is ten or eight years old, he will have tens of millions of immortal jade, which is not a dream at all!

Where is this beggar, it is clearly a local tyrant... No, this person is in the Rain Temple, and his identity must be revered... Although, the cultivation is inferior, and the memory is very poor...

"Okay, Shu Buyun Daoyou has a cornucopia in hand, set up a bet, it's enough! The old man bets a thousand immortal jade, bet on Ning Fan to lose! Bet another hundred immortal jade, Ning Fanping." ”

"The old man bets on three thousand immortal jade, Ning Fan loses, one thousand immortal jade, Ning Fanping. ”

"The old man bets on five thousand immortal jade, Ning Fan loses, one thousand immortal jade, Ning Fanping!"

One by one, the old monsters have gambled on both sides, betting on Ning Fan's defeat and Ning Fanping. All this is naturally for the sake of prudence first, even if no old monster thinks that Ning Fan has the strength to draw against Bai Zun, he is still careful to gamble.

What if? What if Bai Zun's conscience finds out and the draw ends? In that case, even if you lose one, you can still make one, in short, you will make a steady profit without losing money!

This beggar named Shu Buyun must have burned his hands because he had more money, so he would take a cornucopia and give away wealth here. Hey, what a nice guy. But it's also true, people are carrying a cornucopia, and the money can't be used up, so they scatter their wealth, maybe it's for the sake of understanding and breaking through the middle stage of melting...

This person's background must be profound, and although his cultivation is low, he can't be provoked... The rain hall, there is a broken void in the town, a thought, can crush the Yue country... Thou shalt not offend...

...

There is no one, betting on Ning Fansheng. Even those young disciples of the sect who kept saying that they supported Ning Fan's victory, under the temptation, also gambled that Ning Fan would lose.

The beggar gambled, and the matter immediately spread in the Ghost Sparrow Sect, and no one would refuse a windfall.

And I heard that the beggar is the god guard of the rain temple, and all the monks have dispelled the desire to kill people and seize treasures, even if they are beggars, they are just spiritual cultivators.

The only thing that gamblers mind is that the beggar has a poor memory, so once they place a bet, they must make a certificate to prevent the beggar from defaulting on the bill afterwards.

And, immediately, there were dozens of old monsters, taking turns to spy on the beggar, for fear that he would run away with the money... The people of the rain hall can't be offended, but at least, after winning the bet, they can't help but give money... That's the bottom line.

This matter reached Bai Feiteng's ears and turned into some smugness.

Countless old monsters bet on themselves to win, and no one bets on themselves to lose... This is very good!

"The old man bets 10,000 immortal jade, and bets that the old man himself wins!" "If you don't take the benefits, you are a fool, he took out all his belongings and placed a heavy bet, not even betting on a draw. This is self-confidence, he believes that he will win!

10,000 immortal jade, if you win the bet... The return is 10 million immortal jade! Such a huge immortal jade, even if it is broken, will also be tempting!

It's a windfall... However, Bai Feiteng didn't expect the beggar to pour 10 million immortal jade from a small basin, so what year and month would it take to pour ten at a time... Afterwards, I only asked the beggar for 100,000 immortal jade... It can also be regarded as giving the rain hall a face. Take more... Carrying too many immortal jades, the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty, if he is targeted by the Yuanying monks of other countries, it will be a catastrophe, and the gains outweigh the losses... And if you take less immortal jade, you can also be regarded as showing kindness to the rain hall...

In fact, most of the old monsters have the same mind as Bai Feiteng. This is the cautious way of life of the old monsters, to be a man, not to do things absolutely...

Gradually, almost all the cultivation of Yutai gambled on Ning Fan's defeat or draw. The beggar looked bored, and looked at those who gambled with disdain.

"Now, the money has doubled... Thanks to that Ning Fan...", he was very proud in his heart, and he was very happy that he had come up with such a way to collect money.

The world is blinded by foolishness, and he is uncomfortable, but he can see at a glance that Ning Fan is deeply hidden.

He likes this kind of gambling with a huge disparity in strength, this is his best opportunity to make money, and this is also an opportunity to observe Ning Fan.

"This person, is it the person that the eldest brother is looking for..."His eyes flashed, and a rare essence was revealed.

But at this moment, a woman in blue, Ying Ying, came over, but she made a bet. And immediately, the beggar put away his essence and showed himself as a scoundrel.

"Bet on what?"

"Ning Fansheng, ten thousand immortal jade!" the woman in blue said firmly.

The beggar's eyes were shining, and he looked at the woman in blue, this woman was only in the middle stage of soul fusion, and she shouldn't be able to see that Ning Fan was powerful... In this way, she bet on Ning Fansheng, perhaps, for another reason... With the mentality of defeat, he also wants to save Ning Fan's reputation.

After all, everyone bets on Ning Fan to lose, and this matter is too ugly to hear.

"You have 10,000 immortal jade?" the beggar laughed.

"I have, Dad, lend me your storage bag!"

The woman in blue, tugging at the sleeve of the ghost finch, came to the stall. In the wry smile of the ghost finch, he took away the ten thousand immortal jade of the ghost finch's net worth...

"Mei'er, although Dad is the Ghost Sparrow Sect Master, but the money... It can't be wasted like that..."

"Dad, do you just watch Ning Fan lose by everyone's gamble? Can you bear it!" Lan Mei looked at the beggar with a bitter and hateful expression.

This beggar is so hateful, he dares to let his husband be so humiliated, if it weren't for this person who has something to do with the rain hall, he must be repaired...

"That's it, just bet..."

In the eyes of the ghost finch, he recalled the scene when Ning Fan killed Wang Yao that day, and seemed to have made up his mind.

Although Bai Feiteng devoured the four-grade cold qi, it was expected that Ning Fan might not have no chance of winning...

"Dad, you're so good!" Lan Mei was about to make a bet, when a weak voice came from the side, with a hint of anger.

"I'm here, I'm betting on Brother Fan to win! 100,000 immortal jade, Sisi, take the money!"

The little paper crane looked at the beggar indignantly, like an enemy.

And Lan Mei immediately turned her head, with a hint of sourness in her eyes, she naturally knew the daughter in front of her...

It's just that when I saw the paper crane, it was actually the early stage of soul melting, and even the blue eyebrows were slightly moved.

She knew that the paper crane had been cultivating for less than a year, and she had not even seriously cultivated at all... She secretly inquired into the details of Qimei City, although there was no malice, it was just sour.

And the blue eyebrows, next to the paper crane, stood a holy woman in white clothes, cultivated, unfathomable... appearance, not to lose half of their own points.

Sisi... This person seems to be Ning Fan Ding Furnace too...

"The paper crane has melted... Sisi is actually a Jindan monk... Ning Fan's vision is really good... But, they actually gambled 100,000 immortal jade, damn it, I lost... No! I'm going to raise!"

"Dad, I'm going to bet 100,000 immortal jade too!" Lan Mei said resolutely.

"Ahem, ahem... Daddy has no money..."

"Bring it all, bring it all!"

Under the helpless gaze of the ghost finch, Blue Eyebrow, took all his storage bags...

And this time, it was the beggar's turn to show embarrassment.

"This time, I won't lose it... Ning Fan will definitely win, this group of women wants to win away 200,000 immortal jade from my Yun Bushu's hands... If I dig up what those old monsters threw at me, I'll only make a hundred thousand... Hey, I'm uncomfortable, known as 'not losing', do I want to lose money in the Ghost Sparrow Sect... No, no, no, it shouldn't be so unlucky... I'm not comfortable, I never lose!"

In his eyes, there was a hint of pride in the world, even in the face of Emperor Nirvana, he never admitted defeat... was thinking about it, but immediately there was an indifferent voice again, and it came faintly, making Yun Bushu's just raised trace of pride turn into an expression of vomiting blood.

"Ghost Sparrow disciple Egret, bet on Ning Fansheng... 10,000 immortal jade..."

The egret had a complicated mind, but it finally came.

"Sister Egret, are you here too?

"Phew, I don't have anything to do with him... It's just that he's going to win anyway, and I'll use him to earn some private money to spend, so why not... Besides, this money was made up by the sisters of the Double Cultivation Hall... Who doesn't want to win..."

The egret's expression was cold, but his eyes flashed a hint of melancholy. It seems that he is not so firm that Ning Fan will win, on the contrary, he is a little worried, but it is unknown whether he is worried about money or Ning Fan.

Blue Eyebrows wanted to play tricks on the egret, but the next moment, a delicate voice sounded, coming continuously, making the beggar want to cry without tears.

"Concubine Yunhua, bet on Ning Fan's Taoist friendship to win, bet, 100,000 immortal jade!"

As soon as these words came out, the purple jade empty platform was in an uproar, and the paper crane, blue eyebrows, Si Wuxie, and egrets all looked at the pretty plump woman with hostility in their eyes.

What does this person have to do with Ning Fan? Could it be, could it be...

The other old monsters have a different mind.

Huoyun Sect is more willing to befriend Ning Fan than to befriend Bai Zun... Could it be because of the relationship between Ning Fan and Ning Cheng Ning Black Devil? Is this a change of direction to curry favor with Ning Black Devil?

Or, it's because of the Huoyun Sect, which is fortunate enough to be the first to obtain the Ning Black Demon's Infant Transformation Pill!

Is this a gesture of goodwill?