Is it my turn?

Suningan had been listening quietly and did not interject.

"Young man, you can also pay a certain price, you can avoid this gambling ......"

Danyangzi said with a smile.

"Just, what's the good stuff in you?"

"It's not good to be like the horizontal knife in your hand, it's just a rotten guy who doesn't enter the stream, or, you can replace Shou Yuan, anyway, you are young and have a bright future, it doesn't matter if Shou Yuan is ten or eight years less, you can get it back when you cultivate to a certain level in ......the future."

Danyoko smiled very amiably.

Laughing a bit like a mobile company worker selling a spending package.

"How many years?"

Suningan asked.

"Ten years!"

Seeing that Suningan was interested, Danyangzi suppressed his smile and said.

The first on the left hand, Xuanqing Zhenren, who had been looking at this side, sighed secretly, in his opinion, Suningan was still too young and fooled.

Yes, for him now, ten years of life is nothing.

The question is, there is a premise here, that is, what decade is this decade, is it the decade when you are dying, or the decade when you are in your twenties? If you don't ask these questions clearly, it's easy to fall for them.

Of course, he didn't want Suningan to agree.

After all, he also wanted to find out the details of Danyangzi through Suningan's participation in the gambling game, and maybe, what opportunities could he find from it.

"Oh, ten years!"

Suningan stretched out his voice and shook his head.

"Forget it, I'll ask."

This is a provocation!

Also offensive!

Danyangzi's pupils contracted slightly, but the smile on his face never retracted, and his voice was slightly lowered, becoming more oppressive.

"Boy, are you going to participate in the gambling game?"

"Not bad!"

Suning replied.

"Boy, you are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers......"

On the side, someone interjected.

It was the beautiful snake who spoke.

Her voice did not have any emotional infection, hearing the smell in her ears was the same as chewing wax, which made people want to pick up the ear spoon and pick out the sound, like picking out a lump of ear droppings, however, this beautiful snake itself did not feel it, and the habit made her scratch her head and make her posture, which was indescribably weird and even more disgusting.

"Do you know what kind of person this person is?"

The warrior who had lost his body and soul on the armor also spoke, his voice was so strange that it was like a voice changer that Su Ningan had seen in his previous life, it was weird but weird, but he could understand what he was saying.

It doesn't matter if the language is not incompatible, all the sounds are directly acting on the spirit.

"He is Danyangzi, the Dao thief of your Daomen, known as the omniscient super genius of the three thousand Dao scrolls, although he is only one of his three corpses here, but it is not something that your little boy can match!"

After the golden-armored warrior finished speaking, the beautiful snake spoke again.

"Actually, before we came, there were masters in many positions here, those people lost in the gambling battle and were swallowed by this hall, and this Danyangzi also acquired the skills of those people and became more powerful!"

She gestured to the heads of the people scurrying around in the reticle in their positions.

"This is a great witch from southern Xinjiang, able to communicate with the underworld, walk in the real world, and the strength is no less than the red robe of your Daomen, when he first came, he was so high-spirited, what about now? If you two have not arrived, today will be his death! ”

The golden-armored samurai answered.

"Actually, it's better if he died!"

"What's the point of living like this?"

Speaking of this, the golden-armored warrior was silent, and so was the beautiful snake, her head still hitting the light mask, emitting a curse of unknown significance, and the long-eyebrow Arhat sat upright, thinking that it was just a statue if he didn't look closely.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

Xuan Qing chanted, his eyebrows dazed.

"Finished talking?"

At this time, Danyangzi said with a smile.

"Boy, what do you want to try with me?"

"Refining, alchemy, arranging, please God, talk about the Tao with martial arts......"

What to compete for?

How much more than the acupuncture points opened in the opening realm?

Su Ningan believes that this so-called Daomen genius has definitely not as many acupuncture points as himself, after all, the system panel is still closed with a trace of projection of this guy, this guy was born at the age of sixteen, and in just one year, he broke three hundred and sixty acupoints, and even, there were more than a dozen hidden acupoints found by him, in that era, it can be described as the son of destiny.

Excessively, he didn't really need to go down this path.

Because this guy was born with a spiritual root, he was born with a cultivation seed, whether it is a Buddhist sect or a Taoist sect, as long as he sees it, he will definitely not let go of the genius, with a spiritual root, which is equivalent to immunity to most of the backlash, and he can directly cultivate the Dao.

There is no need to practice martial arts to temper the body at all.

Even so, Suningan still has the confidence to overwhelm the other party in the Enlightenment Realm.

It's just that?

The rules are made by the other party, and you must enter the fantasy gambling battle built by the other party, that is, the right time and place are not on your side, so if you really believe that the so-called rules are fair, it means that you have received too few beatings.

Perhaps, those practitioners who have disappeared and are about to disappear are also full of confidence at first, and then ...... They didn't have it then.

Case......

"Your Excellency, I have a skill that I would like to learn from you."

"Oh!"

A hint of interest flashed in Danyangzi's eyes.

"What is it?"

After a pause, Suningan said.

"Computer Programming ......"

In his previous life, Su Ningan had been a code farmer for a period of time, and only after his body collapsed did he resign and return to his hometown, and opened a small supermarket at the school gate.

However, this did not prevent him from using this skill to gamble.

Since you can make up a world, then, please fictionalize my past life, this is not an illusion constructed by your own emotions and memories in the original body of drunken life, dreams and death, with these four words alone, can you do it?

This is a temptation for Suningan.

"Computer programming?"

None of you here know what this thing is.

There are rules in the gambling game, that is, you can't make something out of nothing, that is to say, what you say must be what you can do, and if you can't do it, it is vain, so you will suffer from the backlash of the rules, and the hall will swallow you immediately.

This precaution was mentioned before the bet.

Xuanqing Zhenren sighed.

In his opinion, although Suningan is very genius, he is young after all, and he doesn't pay much attention to the details, most of them ignore that point, and make up a skill, yes, this skill Danyangzi can't do it, the problem, you can't either!

However, after a few breaths, Suningan was still here.

In other words, this skill really exists, and it is not fictionalized by Suningan, so this gambling fight becomes interesting.

Next, the hall will create a fictitious illusion, pulling Danyangzi and Suningan in, what they experienced inside, the people outside don't know, but it can be said that the winner is almost instantaneous.

The speed of time flow inside and outside is completely unequal.

However......

After a few more breaths, Suningan and Danyangzi were still in their positions.

What's the situation?