Ten thousand roulette, Ning Caichen really didn't have it.

He couldn't remember it now, let alone what he had. No is no, but what kind of bet is this, oh, it's a competition, and the bet is just a lottery.

But this color head, he really wants.

It's not that he knows that he can't deal with the god position, Ning Caichen wants to bet with the Queen Mother Pan Tao. Nothing else, this thing is just too famous. It's what everyone wants.

Like them, whoever makes them Xiuzhen is a cultivator, that is, they take out a piece of grass, Ning Caichen wants to bet the same with them. If nothing else, even in the name of this cultivation, there should be some good things.

But 10,000 roulette wheels or something, I really don't have them.

Others have what they want, but they don't have the corresponding gambling goods.

Ning Caichen was embarrassed.

Fang Ben opened his mouth and said, "Okay, how can you bet on such a heavy thing with your own junior brothers? ”

Seeing Ning Caichen's expression, Fang originally thought that Ning Caichen had flinched. Come to think of it, if you have such a magic weapon, you are reluctant to take it out and compete with others.

But then it's bad. Although the world is declining and people's hearts are sinister, they are cultivators after all, and they are robbing people who are favored by their elders in the same sect, and they are not easy to explain without a reason.

Gambling is harmful, but it's definitely the best excuse. It is natural to repay gambling debts, and you must not scare people away all at once.

The junior brother sent out didn't understand, but the senior brother said so, so he naturally had to listen: "Okay, my bet is three pills of Gu Dan, each of which can make people not eat for three days." ”

This bet almost didn't make Fang Ben angry. Even if you have 10,000 grains, he won't compare with you, let alone only three grains.

"Okay! I have a piece of demon beast Neidan here. Ning Caichen said.

Hiss-

Master, how much he must have hurt him! He even gave Neidan to him.

And this bastard is even more of a loser, and he actually used the demon beast Neidan to bet on avoiding Gu Dan?ah!

Fang Ben hated to bet that he was the one who couldn't bet.

"Wait a minute. "The other party was just about to start. Ning Caichen called a timeout again.

"What else do you have to do?" The other party, like Fang Ben, hated to win Ning Caichen's Neidan immediately. However, Ning Caichen called a stop. He could only stop. Not for anything else. is afraid that Ning Caichen will lose and will not admit it.

Because of Fang Ben, none of them were so optimistic about Ning Caichen, thinking that Ning Caichen was the same as Fang Ben said, and he had no ability. It's just because of the master's favor. can suppress the five evils, and his own ability is not comparable to theirs.

Anyway, as long as it's Ning Caichen's ability. Fang Ben is all on the master. Because he accompanied Daoist Xu to Ning Caichen's place, his remarks were very deceiving a group of people.

And all that followed.

"I haven't tried this spell yet. Need to try it first. Ning Caichen said.

Did Master teach you any new spells?

The junior disciples on the field looked at Fang Ben. Hope to get his advice.

Fang Ben nodded without even thinking about it. In his opinion, Ning Caichen is just right to cast a spell, and he doesn't know what he will do, and he can see his shortcomings once he casts it.

Seeing the senior brother nodding, he became angry again, thinking that the senior brother knew his bottom. That's why I'm not afraid.

Ning Caichen wasted no time.

The magic power of words. Take the pen as the medium, and the mana as the ink. Outline the power of the flame. "Fire!"

A palm-sized fire appeared.

Ning Caichen nodded. It turns out that this is the rule of fire.

Even if there is only form and no quality, it is a great gain.

Cultivation is like this, before a power is used, you don't have to know the mystery of the power itself, as long as you can use it. If you use it a lot, you will have an understanding and know the true self. ...,

This is the stupid man's method, but it is the best way for Ning Caichen now.

"Okay! ”

"Fire. The shouting began, and Ning Caichen immediately set fire to it.

People have impulses, and playing with fire is an impulse, and it is an impulse brought about by nature. People play with fire at a very young age and can have a lot of fun.

Ning Caichen is very happy now, the fire that appeared out of thin air, this is a spell.

Although it needs to be used to use words and methods, it is enough to make Ning Caichen happy.

I thought I wouldn't be able to play spells in my life. It feels good to have spells.

The newborn fire is always easy to extinguish. In particular, Ning Caichen's fire suppressed Haoran's qi, and his fire was only the lowest level of mortal fire.

Where there is fire, you can cook on fire. Murder, a small flame the size of a fist? no.

But the guy on the field is even more miserable!

Ning Caichen's fire, he saw it, the mana fluctuation was very small, that is, the level of mortal fire.

He knew he had won.

But just as he was about to win Ning Caichen's Neidan, there was a voice in his ears from the senior brother who made him lose.

"Why, senior brother?" he asked.

"Stupid, are we here for a Nedan? He'd retract if he lost once. You are also willing? You also saw it, he casually took out this demon beast Neidan that was being scrambled by people in the cultivation realm, and it was obvious that there were more good things on him than that. Only if he is allowed to gamble sexually, will he continue to gamble with us. Win all his goodies. ”

The little junior brother also made him greedy: "Senior brother, what do you say? I'll listen to you." ”

"Throw in the towel. Let him think he can beat us. Pay attention to let him win!" Fang Ben admonished, "Only if he feels that he can win us on his own, he will gamble with us." ”

"Yes, big brother. Rest assured, I'm going to make him feel so strong. ”

But an hour passed.

"You're stupid, lose to him!"

This junior brother hasn't lost yet, no, not even a small flame has touched him.

"Senior brother, it's not that I don't want to admit defeat. And you see, his fire is extinguished before it reaches me. How can I throw in the towel!"

He was so depressed that he wanted to cry.

Is this guy Xiuzhen or a flame juggler?

There is no such thing in this cultivation realm. You don't have to hide from the fire. Because without mana support, this fire will be extinguished before it reaches you.

But he had to pretend that he was very strong and desperately hidden.

Even more depressing were the little things around him.

"Dad, yes, just like that. Put another fire on the left, and let him roll on another lazy donkey!"

This made this junior brother want to run over and strangle her.

But now he is acting, and he really can't leave.

Wonderful! Definitely a pair of strange father and son! Where did Master find such a person?

Could it be that I'm going to become the first monk in this cultivation realm to die of anger? I haven't even told my name or surname!

"Rush forward!"

"What?" the elder brother sent another message, but he didn't understand.

"I'm telling you to rush up against the fire. Since the fire can't hit you, you can rush forward. ”

Now I understand.

The junior disciple immediately made a decision. One is to make people so depressed that they die, and the other is to make people tired to death like monkeys.

Don't think about it, he knows how to choose.

"Fire!" "Fire!"

Three fire words in a row, three flames in a row burned over.

This junior brother was ruthless, closed his eyes, and rushed forward.

"Ahh

"Yes, Daddy hit!" Miao-sun cheered with joy...... Well, needless to say, under the diligent illusion, Miao Shan is not only a tomboy, but even has more and more signs of ugliness. The freckles on the face are big and scary. ...,

In terms of mastery of details, the magic path is not perfect enough. This also makes Miaoshan's three-petal mouth, with a nose facing the sky, and there is no way to do it, and it is still her original organ.

As for the reason for doing this, he was naturally afraid that he would not be able to help but eat Miaoshan for a while.

But even so, no one wanted to see her, let alone cheer for her.

This junior disciple flew upside down, and Fang Ben immediately flew up to catch him. "Senior brother!"

As if the junior brother was really going to die, he let out the sorrowful cry of a fox wolf!

"Senior brother!" was different, he was happy because he was finally free.

can use the word "liberation", which shows how miserable and sad he was just now.

"Senior brother!" Fang Ben looked at his injuries.

"Hurts, what about your wounds?"

Fang Ben carefully inspected it, and from the inside out, even the clothes did not show any traces of flame burns. Except for a little warmth, it means that there was a fire burning here.

But this caused the junior brother to suffer. "Senior brother, where is the injury! The fire is extinguished when it reaches the person. I still used the phantom step, and then I pretended to be the one who hit me flying. Senior brother, the fire has no heat, no speed. It's too hard to get him to hit!"

His voice is sad for those who hear it, and weeping for those who hear it.

No wonder he was on the field just now, his movements were so slow, only slightly faster than the old man and the old lady.

I thought it was Ning Caichen's magic weapon suppression. It's been a long time since his flame is too slow!

Thinking like this, Fang Ben said, "Senior brother, you bear with it. ”

"Senior brother, what are you?" he didn't understand, but when he saw the flames condensed from Fang Ben's hand, he struggled to remember.

Ning Caichen's flame is not terrible, but this does not mean that the senior brother's is not terrible. Whoever is in it, he doesn't have the guts to be a senior brother. Naturally, it struggled to get up.

Fang Ben said: "If you get up, you will give up all your efforts, and you will go up and fight him." ”

This sentence is more useful than any threat.

When the junior brother heard this, he immediately stopped struggling, thought deeply, gritted his teeth, and said, "Senior brother, come on! ”

Obviously, in his opinion, it is better to slap his senior brother than to go up to accompany that idiot again!

Isn't it an idiot? What a good fire control method, when it comes to his hands, it requires temperature or not, speed or speed. Even if only the junior disciple of a fire spirit root can use it, he can throw it out of a few streets.

What did the master like about him, and how could he admit him to the entrance?

Come on! As long as I can stop going up and embarrassing people, I will be seriously injured and vomit blood, and I will admit it.