Yancheng is close to the sea, has a vast salt pan, exports a large amount of refined salt, and has become an important city in the northwest region of "Datong Country".

In order to facilitate the transportation of salt, Yancheng has roads extending in all directions. The road is smooth, bringing prosperity to business.

There are many wealthy businessmen, and there will be no shortage of consumption and entertainment. For mortals, entertainment is nothing more than eating, drinking, prostitution, and gambling. Among them, the most famous entertainment in Yancheng is gambling.

The casino in Yancheng is huge, and it is very famous in the northwest region of Datong country. Among them, the most famous casino is called "Genting".

"Genting" Pavilion is aptly named. Gambling is not to stand on the top of the clouds, and if you win, you will jump into the clouds, and if you encounter a dragon, if you lose, you will fall from the top of the clouds, and there will be no recovery. In the "Genting" Pavilion, Jackie Chan's people are rarely heard, but people who fall off the cliff can be seen everywhere.

Today, the "Genting" Pavilion ushered in a hard stubble who wants to become a Chan. It was a young man under the age of twenty, and in terms of exquisite facial features, he was definitely a beautiful boy. His complexion is slightly black and red, as if caused by the sea breeze, very similar to the locals of Yancheng. However, judging from the accent, the boy is definitely not from Yancheng.

The teenager's clothes were in tatters, and it stands to reason that he would not be able to enter the "Genting" casino. But the young man hung a crystal jade sword around his waist, and carried a white shining silver in his arms, which formed a strong contrast with the shabby clothes.

No casino will refuse "fatty" entry. So the boy wore ragged clothes and became the focus of Genting.

Of course, the boy is the master.

After 12 days of flying, Si Dao finally saw the continent and the city. Relying on the "global map" in Huanshi, he successfully crossed the boundless sea and reached Dongtu.

Escaping death from the hands of "Black Moon", Si Dao felt extremely relaxed. Prior to this, he had already experienced two life-and-death crises. But the Black Moon incident gave him a different change. Between life and death, he touched the edge of the third layer of qi refining. In the subsequent flight, he successfully broke through his cultivation and became a monk of the third level of qi refining. All in all, it was only a few months before the breakthrough time of the second layer of Qi refining.

In the Qi refining stage, every time the cultivation level increases, the spiritual power will double. At this time, Si Dao already had four times the spiritual power when he had just broken through the innate power. Strength brings a sense of fulfillment and intoxication.

He meets the mysterious organization, the Black Moon. The Black Moon is extraordinary, with at least a dozen foundation-building powerhouses, although it is not as good as the six great immortal sects, it is already an unimaginable existence. No one knows, what exactly does Black Moon want to do?

Si Dao was only a Qi Refining Cultivator, and he was not enough to meddle in the investigation of the Black Moon Organization. So, he didn't take it to heart anymore. He shouldn't be unlucky, he will encounter the Black Moon again, and he will meet the strong man again. However, fate seems to like to play a joke with the priest. Si Dao didn't know that all the bad luck had just begun.

That's all for later. For now, Si Dao needs to return to the sect. The journey back to the sect was long, and he experienced the mortal life again.

During his wandering in the sea, he often slowed down to feed on fishing, and weakened the protective light film of the cranes, allowing the sun to shine directly on his body and let the sea breeze blow on his face. His skin turned from jade white to black and red.

Starting from the eastern sea area of Shangzheng Kingdom in the Western Regions, after twelve days of flight, he came to the western sea area of Datong Country in the Eastern Territory. He hadn't seen people for a long time, so he naturally wanted to feel the scenery of Yancheng.

Si Dao walked into the most iconic building in Yancheng - "Genting" Casino.

Although he was a human being in two lives, Si Dao had never entered a casino. It was much cleaner than he thought it would be, and it was much quieter than he thought it would be.

Si Dao thought that the casino was noisy. But when he walked into the casino, it was quiet, and although there was occasional noise, it had absolutely nothing to do with the noise. There are a lot of gamblers, coming and going. Some watch, some draw cards and meditate, some cheer as if they had the most wonderful experience in the world, and some sweat on their foreheads and carefully place their future on the light table.

It's a very fast life and death scene.

The priest sat down at the dice table. He doesn't know how to gamble, but he can read the size of the dice. So, he sat at the dice table. The table of the dice table is marked with various betting areas. Punters are free to place bets as much as they want.

He sat down at random, chose the dice at will, and bet on the results, and won a lot of money. The dealer opposite him sighed and bluntly said that Si Dao was the god of gambling. The two people next to Si Dao smiled kindly at him, expressed strong admiration for him, asked about his identity and family, and learned about Si Dao's net worth.

Si Daofu smiled and didn't say a word. To him, money is exactly the same as a stone on the side of the road, and it has no value. Winning money doesn't make him happy, and losing money doesn't make him sad. On the contrary, it was the reaction of the people around him who made him quite amused.

At the same table with the priest, there is an unlucky man on the far right. That man was extremely unlucky, and he lost whatever he gambled. The man's eyes were red and swollen, as if he had gone mad, and he pulled the last copper plate from his body and stared at the shaking dice cup. It's a pity that this unlucky man couldn't see through the dice cup at all, guessed the wrong size of the dice, and lost the last copper plate. He was so desperate.

Of course, not everyone is losing money. There is an uncle on the left side of the road, who only had three taels of silver at the beginning, and finally obtained two thousand taels of silver through thrilling gambling again and again. This uncle is really a "God of Gamblers".

Strangely, the flattering duo next to Si Dao did not go to the "real gambling god", but praised him as a newcomer. If anyone had been there, they would have noticed that the flattering duo had just been equally appreciative and admiring of the unlucky guy who had lost everything. It's a pity that soon, the unlucky guy went from winning to losing, and lost to nothing. And the flattering duo also chose a new target - Si Dao.

Si Dao came to the casino to experience the life of mortals, and naturally he would not use spiritual magic and use the perception beyond ordinary people to judge the dice points. He just squandered the silver in his hand at will.

From the fifth hand, Si Dao loses more and wins less. He wins every time he bets a small amount of money, and loses every time he bets a big one. This made the flattering duo next to him "heartbroken" and "heartbroken". The flattering duo saw that Si Dao had only one or two pieces of silver left, so they relied on the relationship between Pingshui and Pingshui to show their half-brother temperament and prepare to lend money to Si Dao. In this way, the priest can take the opportunity to turn the book.

Of course, money can't be borrowed for nothing. The company needs to mortgage a series of valuable real estate such as real estate and shops.

At this moment, the dealer on the opposite side showed a look of fear, as if Si Daozhen could win the money back.

Si Dao shook his head and declined the kindness of his half-brother. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, with this tael of silver, I can also win it back." “

No one believed Si Dao's words. Everyone laughed. The half-brother had a warm smile and was very happy to wish Si Dao a successful turn. They also said that if the priest lost the only remaining silver, he could still borrow capital from them. They were so sure that it was as if the priest would lose the last of his money.

Actually, there are not people without good intentions here. When Si Dao lost half of the silver taels, some people came over to persuade him kindly, hoping that Si Dao could stop and leave. It's funny that they are all gamblers, but they in turn persuade them about the dangers of gambling. Si Dao did not listen to the kind words, and finally ended up losing most of the silver taels.

However, in the next second, Si Dao really began to turn the tables. In the surprised eyes of everyone, Si Dao was like a divine help, winning ten times in a row.

He only bets between "big" and "small". Every bet is poured out of all the silver taels, and every win can get an equal amount of silver taels. It's crazy, and if you lose a game, all your money goes to zero. If ordinary people gamble like this, they will definitely lose and there will be no pants left. However, the priest was able to win all the time.

Originally, he only had a tael of silver. One can become two, two becomes four, and four becomes eight. The amount of silver in his hands grew at a terrible rate. In the blink of an eye, a tael of silver became more than a thousand taels. This is more than the cost of his entry.

I don't know when, the two half-brothers didn't say a word, the dealer didn't speak, and the "God of Gamblers" on the side didn't speak. The four of them blushed, looked at each other, and trembled.

The dealer kept looking at his hands, at the three dice that were endlessly varied, and at the dice that he had been practicing since he was a child.

Those are three ordinary dice, which have been verified by countless gamblers by various means. This is the dice that are too ordinary to be ordinary. In Genting Court, all gambling equipment is innocent, and there is no possibility of cheating. Not only that, all the dealers in Genting Pavilion are mortals who have never practiced martial arts. In this way, all gamblers can rest assured to gamble in Genting Pavilion and give the silver taels in their hands to the goddess of fate with confidence.

But who would have thought that the combination of ordinary dice and ordinary mortals could conjure up infinite changes. Although the dealer has never practiced martial arts, he has practiced dice since he was a child, and he can accurately control the number of dice. Everything is so natural, even a warrior can't see anything wrong.

It's just that an accident happened today. The dice no longer follow the dealer's instructions and always roll the opposite of what the dealer expects.

The unlucky guy who had lost everything just now was standing behind Si Dao at this moment, looking at Si Dao with adoration. More and more people gathered around the road. Among them are some tall and strong martial arts men. These martial arts men are the people of Genting Pavilion.

The gambling continues. This time, Si Dao no longer pressed the size, but pressed all the silver taels in the "round six six six". At this moment, the dealer's hand trembled, and the dice cup in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"Round 666" is the bet with the highest payouts. If he hits, he can get 200 times his bet. His thousand taels of silver will directly become 200,000 taels, which is enough for one meal, taking up one cubic meter of space. This amount of silver cannot be taken with both hands, it must be carried in a cart.

"Why don't you continue?" asked the dealer.

The dealer did not dare to answer. He trembled and looked at Si Dao in horror.

Si Dao's words caused the surrounding gamblers to go crazy. They stood on the side of the priest and urged the game to begin.

The scene was completely out of control, and it had been a long time since there had been such a situation in Genting Pavilion.

"I think there must be some misunderstanding here. The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties.

His voice is pure, exuding a strong inner atmosphere, and he is a martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Day After Tomorrow. At the age of forty or fifty, he can attain the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Day After Tomorrow, which is really remarkable. If he has another chance, he can even break through the innate and step into the immortal path.

The middle-aged man smiled and slowly spoke: "Young Hero, it is really an honor for Genting Pavilion to come to Genting Pavilion. The dealer is nothing more than a mortal and cannot withstand the breath of the child. If the son wants to gamble, the villain can reluctantly do it. ”

The other party calls the dealer a mortal and a villain. Obviously, the middle-aged man had already seen the identity of Si Dao. However, he didn't completely break it.

The middle-aged man picked up the dice cup and dice on the ground and shook them casually. The dice cup is opened, and the result of the dice is exactly "six-six-six". This time, Si Dao did not use spiritual power to manipulate the dice at all. The dice turned out to be deliberately thrown by a middle-aged man.

"Since it is Childe who wins, if there is no problem, Genting Pavilion will allocate a car for Childe and send 200,000 taels of silver to the place designated by Childe. The middle-aged man said respectfully.

After the words fell, six strong men carried three boxes of silver and walked in front of Si Dao. The box opened, and the whole room was lit up with silver glitter.

The other party repeatedly backed down, but Si Dao didn't know what to do.

Seeing that Si Dao didn't speak, the middle-aged man opened his mouth to explain: "Childe should have just come to Yancheng. Childe only needs to go to the 'Announcement Stone Fence' in the center of Yancheng for a while, and he will naturally understand everything. ”

"Okay, thank you Genting Pavilion for the gift. Si Dao replied, "The 200,000 taels of silver will be sent to the most luxurious inn in Yancheng for me." ”

"Whoa!"

Then, Si Dao left Genting Pavilion. He was going to the center of Yancheng and browse the "bulletin stone fence".