"Senior, don't think about it, the junior promised you, the junior still has this bit of courage. Zhang Zhezhi said categorically.

The Holy Emperor applauded and said with a smile: "Okay, I really have the courage, I like young people like you." ”

Zhang Zhe smiled: "Seniors, juniors don't understand, is luck really so important in the Heavenly Tribulation?"

The Holy Emperor smiled: "Of course it's important, otherwise why some people can practice, some people can't, some people practice smoothly, and some people have difficulties, these are all due to luck." People with great luck cultivate and are full of opportunities, just like you, who cultivated like this at a young age, if there were no opportunities one after another, do you think you would be able to do it? For example, if I hadn't been born in this emperor's house, where would I have the resources to push my cultivation to such a point?"

Zhang Philosopher sighed and said, "Thinking about it this way, as the predecessors said, luck is really the most critical part of cultivation. But the predecessors were able to rely on the luck of others, which is also the great ability of the creation of heaven and earth. ”

The Holy Emperor smiled and said, "This is the opportunity given to us by heaven and earth, if it weren't for this, this method of borrowing luck would not have appeared." ”

At this time, Zhang Zhe took out the gift he was going to give to the Holy Emperor, put his hands on the low table in front of the Holy Emperor, and said: "At this time, the gift given by the junior to the senior, although it is not worth anything, is a little bit of the junior's heart to meet the senior. ”

The Holy Emperor smiled and said, "I am rich in the world, where do I want your gifts? Take your back, I have received your heart." ”

Zhang Zhe smiled: "Seniors, this is different, in the hometown of the younger generation, it is this etiquette, as a junior to meet the senior, there is no reason to come empty-handed." The key seniors are to meet the juniors as the head of the Cha family, so this number of gifts is indispensable, if you call the juniors as the Holy Emperor, then the juniors don't have to buy any gifts. ”

The Holy Emperor smiled and said, "Is there still such a good saying in your hometown?" hehe, since this is the case, I will accept it." Don't go anywhere during this time, just stay at Yun'er's house, and try not to leave the Eastern Capital, because I may look for you at any time. ”

Zhang Zhe clenched his fists and said: "The juniors must obey the orders of the seniors. ”

After chatting with the Holy Emperor for a while, Zhang Philosophy took his leave and went back to the Tianqi Mansion.

After going back, he told Zha Guangyun what the Holy Emperor told him, and Zha Guangyun didn't expect that the Holy Emperor would have such an arrangement, but Zhang Zhe was able to boldly agree, and he was also very happy, after all, this is related to his father's life and death, if he can increase the chances of his father's life, he, as a son, is willing to resist this for his father if he can.

Because it was related to the life and death of the Holy Emperor, Zha Guangyun persuaded Zhang Philosophy not to make any gambling appointments tomorrow, but where would Zhang Philosophy be willing to do it? This is a big matter related to his next plan, whether Yuan Jizong can extend his power into the Eastern Capital City, this gambling contract is extremely important, because he needs to check Guangyun, the eighth prince, to give himself a platform, and he will use the tiger skin of the eighth prince to make waves in the future. He wants to take advantage of the Holy Emperor's request for himself, make good use of it, and maybe there will be a lot of gains, which is also due to luck, isn't it?

After returning to his residence from the Eighth Prince, Zhang Philosophy discussed with Mo Yanxiao for more than half an hour, and had a good exchange with Mo Yanxiao about what he had learned in Junjiabao. He was going to try it out against that Chen first, and then win in a more difficult way, tempting others to bet more, so that he could win a lot.

Mo Yanxiao is very aware of Zhang Zhizhi's combat power, not to mention a high-level foundation building, even if it is an ordinary Jindan beginner monk, this kid also has the power to fight, tomorrow is actually a game of cat and mouse, just like he can also use this opportunity to make a good profit, in the future, he has survived the catastrophe, and after accepting apprentices, there are still more places to spend spars, how can he not save some family funds?

In the afternoon of the second day, Zhang Zhezhi went to the agreed martial arts arena first. Although it was only a little more than a day and a night, the matter of the life and death gambling agreement between the shopkeeper Feng and the chief Chen of Jubaolou and the three of them in Juxianmen Linghu Chong still spread, because Zhang Zhizhi's words spread out that day, that is, you can take the opportunity to gamble, so there are thousands of people who come to see the excitement and participate in gambling.

Many monks in the Eastern Capital City are extremely bored, because in addition to the martial arts competition ground in the Eastern Capital City, other places are not allowed to use force, and these monks even have a lot less opportunities to fight and fight, so usually in addition to cultivation, there is not much chance to see bloody battles, and at this time, how can it not be reasonable to hear the news?

The first to accompany Zhang Zhizhi was Guan Gaosheng. Guan Gaosheng didn't understand why Zhang Philosophy made this bet, but he didn't worry about Zhang Philosophy, because the other party was just a foundation-building high-level and a foundation-building beginner. He knew that the combat power of these monks in the Eastern Capital City could not be compared with Zhang Zhi at all, and a person who could safely escort the Eighth Princes back to the Eastern Capital in layers of siege could not underestimate his combat effectiveness?

The two of them first sat in the private room of the martial arts arena, and after waiting for Mo Yanxiao to come, they opened the gambling plate first, and Zhang Philosophy and Zha Guangyun also made an appointment, they must wait until they and the two foundation building monks are out before appearing, so as not to scare them away.

This bet was not stressful for Zhang Zhizhi, so he was extremely relaxed, took out the tea table and tea set in the private room, and drank tea with Guan Gaosheng.

"Senior, you can bet on it for a while, and take this opportunity to earn some points. Zhang Zhezhi raised Guan Gao to a cup of tea and said.

Guan Gaosheng said with a smile: "Don't worry, how can I miss this kind of good thing? Usually I don't have any spars on me, but after I heard about this today, I borrowed 50 million spars from the Eighth Prince, in order to make a profit." ”

The two were talking and laughing, and they saw that there were also people in the box opposite the martial arts arena, and the two looked at it, but it was those people from the Treasure Building who came, and there were quite a few people who came, there were more than 100 people, presumably all of them were relatives and friends of Shopkeeper Feng and Chief Chen, who came to help support the scene. Not only did there be a lot of people coming, but they also brought a huge banner, which was hung up after entering, which read: I wish the treasurer Feng and Chen a victory!

Zhang Zhezhi pointed at those people and smiled: "Seniors, look at it, this momentum is not small." ”

Guan Gaosheng said with a smile: "You look over there again, do you see it? There are already ten people in the opening market, the odds are actually the same, you sit down first, I will ask someone to help me bet, and I will bet on each one." So saying, he got up and went out and called for his men to come in.

Half an hour later, a voice sounded in the martial arts arena: "Several Taoist friends who came to the competition today can now enter." "Everyone knows that this voice is the voice of the referee in the martial arts arena, which is a special service provided by the martial arts arena for the people who compete, because in this martial arts arena, it is also necessary to spend crystals. These referees are extremely fair, because this is the professionalism they must have, otherwise no one will come here to compete.

Zhang Philosophy said a few words to Guan Gaosheng, and then walked out of the box, flew on the platform and landed in the competition field.

The referee's voice in the competition field sounded again: "Today's contestants are all life and death covenants, unless someone dies, the competition cannot be terminated, unless you admit defeat now, then there is still a chance to live, the two of you on the field, have you ever conceded defeat?"

Zhang Zhe shook his head with Na Chen, and the voice continued: "Since no one admits defeat, then the competition begins. As soon as his words fell, a barrier rose around the arena, covering the entire arena.

Zhang Philosopher turned his head to look at the stands on his side, Zha Guangyun appeared in time, sat on the platform outside the box, followed by a group of people, and also pulled out a banner that read: All colleagues in Tianqi Mansion wish Zhang Philosopher's banner a victory.

As soon as this banner was hung out, the entire competition hall was in a sensation. What is the situation? What about Ling Hu Chong of the Juxian Gate? How did he become Zhang Zhi of the Tianqi Mansion? This is the Tianqi Mansion, are all those people in the Jubaolou eating and eating like fools? Dare to play a gambling contract with the people of the Tianqi Mansion, do you still want to open this Jubaolou? This Tianqifu has played such a hand, it is too bullying, right?

Shopkeeper Feng not only saw the banner, but also saw the eighth prince Cha Guangyun. He had personally received the Eighth Prince, so he knew that the person opposite definitely didn't look alike. Seeing those people on the other side, Shopkeeper Feng had the heart to die, how can he play this? Winning is a dead end, and not winning is a dead end. This is really pockmarked and not called pockmarked, but pitted.

"Are you from the Tianqi Mansion? Aren't you from the Juxian Gate?" Director Chen also saw the banner, his face had turned pale, and he scolded in his heart: How can the fuck compare this? Even if Lao Tzu wins, it is not far from death, unless he wins, he will leave the Eastern Capital City, this kid is obviously a pit man.

Zhang Zhezhi shook his head and said with a smile: "I am indeed not Linghu Chong of Juxian Gate, but I am not from Tianqi Mansion, but I have a good relationship with the people of Tianqi Mansion, so the Eighth Prince only rewarded face to praise me, Chief Chen, let's talk less nonsense, you are too late to admit defeat now, either you get out alive or die." ”

Director Chen has no way out now, and there are really only two choices: death and life. At this time, his face had changed from white to red, and without saying a word, he reached out and slapped it on the storage bag, two flying swords and a set of shields were sacrificed, and he didn't wait for Zhang Philosophy to sacrifice the magic weapon, he smiled and pointed at the sword, and the two flying swords shot straight towards Zhang Philosophy.

Zhang Zhezhi smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and swiped in front of him, and three tiger killings were sacrificed.

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