"Senior Yi, how about you get four, and I have five?" After Qiu Pengzhan picked up his thirteen thousand-year-old elixirs, he was about to go and get the nine thousand-year-old elixirs of the young man surnamed Wang, but he asked Yi Chen. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're quite sensible. Yi Chen was sincere, if Qiu Pengzhan was the kind of person who was insatiable and had to pay attention to him, whoever produced more thousand-year-old elixir would take more, then he could only think that he would help the dog.

"Wait, Yi Daoyou, Master Qiu's nephew, I think it's still early, let's gamble again, how about it?" The young man surnamed Wang changed his expression, and finally gritted his teeth and said, this time he was a little lacking in confidence, after all, their side is now at a disadvantage, and whether to gamble or not depends on Yi Chen's mood, I just hope that he is really addicted to gambling.

"Forget it, why bother, I can't bear to win all your thousand-year-old elixir. Yi Chen shook his head and said.

"Yi Daoyou, you are scared, you have no confidence in yourself. The young man surnamed Wang was a little anxious.

"Then you say, how to bet, I will bet on the four thousand-year-old elixirs in my hand, as for whether this little guy is willing to gamble, it's none of my business. Yi Chen threw the thousand-year-old elixir to the ground again.

"Since the bet contract was proposed by me, then in this case, you take my Baoding, you can just put a thousand-year-old elixir into it, I will guess the specific name, and if I don't guess, I will lose." When the young man surnamed Wang said this, his confidence suddenly returned, and as for Qiu Pengzhan, he really couldn't force it.

Yi Chen smiled faintly, if he really gambled like this, the young man surnamed Wang would definitely lose, he had his own way, and the connection between the Nine Whiskers Spirit Pattern Ding and the young man surnamed Wang was temporarily cut off.

However, he wouldn't gamble like that, otherwise he would expose a lot of strength, so he groaned slightly, shook his head and said, "Don't be so troublesome, I really don't want to take advantage." In this way, you only need to guess how many thousand-year-old elixirs there are in my purple bamboo medicine basket, and as long as you guess correctly, you can take back these four thousand-year-old elixirs. Wrong, you will give me four more thousand-year-old elixirs, do you dare to bet?"

When the young man surnamed Wang and the man in his thirties heard this, they looked at each other, and their eyes were full of helplessness and hesitation.

In fact, the gambling method proposed by Yi Chen, on the surface, is less difficult than the method they said, if they still insist on using their own methods, it is impossible not to attract Yi Chen's attention.

The two young men surnamed Wang thought that Yi Chen was playing psychological warfare for them, and it was true that he had put three thousand-year-old elixirs into it before, so whether there were any of them in it, which made it difficult for the two of them to judge, and for a while, Xie was uncertain and fell into a hesitant stalemate.

"Dare not bet, in a word, otherwise we should go back, the time is almost up. Yi Chen said again.

"Is it okay to bet on two strains?" The thirty-year-old man hesitated and said, he was obviously a somewhat conservative person, thinking that even if he lost, he would export the two thousand-year-old elixirs he had won, and the remaining seven would be the old ones.

"Yes, I think you're having a hard time. In this way, the two of you, one of you guesses a number, as long as you guess correctly, I will lose. Yi Chen had already stood up and looked at the two of them lightly.

"That's what you said, well, I guess three. The young man surnamed Wang said with a little joy.

"I guess four. The man in his thirties said without hesitation, although Yi Chen had won the gamble, he didn't think that Yi Chen was as powerful as Qiu Pengzhan when he picked a thousand-year-old elixir, and he could take out more than ten thousand-year-old elixirs.

"Now that it's all confirmed, I'm going to reveal the results, one, two, three, four, five...... Don't count them. Yi Chen squatted down again, and took out the thousand-year-old elixir from the medicine basket one by one.

The two young men surnamed Wang had extremely ugly faces, and they were shocked and angry in their hearts, feeling that they had been being played by Yi Chen.

If there was only Yi Chen alone, they would definitely be angry and angry, and they would hurt people, leaving Yi Chen, an outsider, in the elixir garden forever to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

Dan Dao Sect will definitely not pay too much attention to an outsider, after all, in the past, there were also disciples who stayed in the elixir garden and waited until the next time it was opened.

After such a long time of dilution, I am afraid that by then, no one in the Dan Dao Sect will remember Yi Chen.

The man in his thirties and the young man surnamed Wang were quite regretful, so they could only grit their teeth, take away the remaining seven youth elixirs, and then walk towards the teleportation array without looking back.

Of course, Yi Chen felt the faint killing intent of the two, but he didn't care much.

"A few Taoist friends invited. Yi Chen slowly put the five elixirs outside, as well as the six thousand-year-old elixirs he had won, into the medicine basket, and before he knew it, there were sixteen thousand-year elixirs in his medicine basket.

The woman was happily helping Qiu Pengzhan, counting all the thousand-year-old elixirs over and over again, so naturally she didn't have time to take care of him.

The other two Anlu Realm monks, also holding a special variety, were watching with joy, where would they have time to take care of him.

It was a girl, looking at a few people at a loss, completely unaware of what to do.

The woman finally counted out that Qiu Pengzhan originally had thirteen thousand-year-old elixirs, including three special varieties, which were sixteen, plus the five plants that were won, a total of twenty-one.

The woman was happy, not only because Qiu Pengzhan did not disappoint her, her talent was very high, but the key was that the sect leader Qiu Yuxuan, and her hope of winning the gambling battle was also much greater.

Yi Chen ignored it and walked towards the teleportation array alone.

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In the small valley above Wanqing City, when the two-month deadline was approaching, Qiu Yuxuan and the other eight Holy Fetal Realm cultivators appeared here again and jointly activated the teleportation array.

Although others have interests, they are not too obvious.

And Qiu Yuxuan, Yuan Poyin, and Zhan Gutong, the three interested parties, are still as calm as water on the surface, and they may be worried in their hearts, and others can feel it.

Qiu Yuxuan, the sect master, seemed to be calm, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes from time to time, if this gamble failed, his rights as the sect master would be completely hollowed out, and then the Dan Dao Sect would no longer be the Dan Dao Sect of his Qiu family.

The distribution of rights based on the amount of elixir picked seems child's play, but it is actually a will left by the founding patriarch and several other elders who have made great contributions.

Even if it is a great sect of cultivation, it has existed for too long, and it is inevitable that the forces are complicated and they compete for power and profit in private.

The founding patriarch, in order to avoid the Dan Dao Sect, collapsed in this internal friction.

It was left to enter the elixir garden and pick how many thousand years of elixir to distribute the rights, this relatively gentle way.

In this case, it is only when the strength of the fighting parties is not much different that they have the opportunity to use it.

Of course, if there is a huge disparity in the strength of the fighting parties, then the winner will soon be decided, and there is no such thing as internal friction, and there is no need for this method.