"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't have a good memory, I smiled, and wrote the gambling fights and odds on the signboard, Taoist friends, please look at it!" said the down-and-out scholar and patted the storage bag and took out an old wooden card, which was full of various bets, and it seemed that the down-and-out scholar often gambled in various places.

Zheng Delong pointed like a knife, and with a movement of mana, he cut off a layer of words on the surface, took out a pen, dipped it in saliva, and wrote on the wooden card with a pen.

"Ahh

"Oh! This is the 'Wonderful Pen of Flowers', but there is no ink and words, it is said that only the people of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion can hold it, what is the identity of this down-and-out scholar, is it a disciple of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion!" the other person was surprised.

But I saw the down-and-out scholar twisting his magic pen and writing a few crooked words on the wooden card.

Yuwen Zhou Yuan wins, one loses one.

Yuwen Zhou Yuanping, one hundred losses.

Yuwen Zhou Yuan was defeated, and one lost one thousand.

After writing a few lines, the down-and-out scholar seemed extremely satisfied with his font and nodded.

And the other old monsters, when they saw the gambling odds, they all gasped.

"Hiss!" The stall owner who set up the gambling game is not a madman, how can he set such odds!

Bet on Yuwen Zhou Yuansheng, bet on a high-grade spirit stone, and win only a high-grade spirit stone in return.

Bet on Yuwen Zhou Yuanping, a high-grade spirit stone, you will have the opportunity to get a hundred high-grade spirit stones in return.

If you bet on Yuwen Zhouyuan to lose, you will have a high-grade spirit stone and have a chance to get a thousand high-grade spirit stones in return!

After all, everyone is convinced that Yuwen Zhouyuan will be defeated, and there is no possibility of even a draw.

That Gu Zhenhong, how to say it, is also an old monster on the side of the Central Saint Domain of the Taihuang Mountain Cultivation Realm, if he loses to a teenager, he will not be alive!

Bet on Yuwen Zhouyuan to lose, and you must make a steady profit!

Bet on Yuwen Zhou Yuanping, even if you lose, you will lose a high-grade spirit stone, but if Yuwen Zhou Yuan really draws against the sky and draws Caiyi Zhenzun, or Caiyi Zhenzun cares about his identity, and does not want to win, and allows Yuwen Zhouyuan to end in a draw, this accident can not be ignored, if so, then bet on its draw, it seems that there is also a certain opportunity to make a big profit.

As for betting on Yuwen Zhouyuan to win, there is no old monster who thinks that Yuwen Zhouyuan will win, and betting on Yuwen Zhouyuan to win, a high-grade spirit stone, and if he wins, he will only return a high-grade spirit stone, and if he loses, there will be nothing, and it is almost a probability of losing, and a fool will throw money on Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"The old man gambled on Yuwen Zhouyuan and lost a thousand high-grade spirit stones! But the old man has a problem, if the old man wins the bet, he will get a return of one million high-grade spirit stones, you, do you!" The old monster's tone was extremely light, but the question he asked was what many old monsters were concerned about.

This gamble must not offend people, it is the stall owner's business, since there is a chance to make money, the old monsters will not let it go.

No monster can be tempted by this almost win-winning and thousand-fold gamble.

Even those who were extremely dissatisfied with the gambling of down-and-out scholars before have reversed their views and wanted to gamble.

It's just a thousand times the odds, how can this down-and-out scholar have so many spirit stones to set up a village!

After listening to the question, the down-and-out scholar suddenly looked back and showed surprise: "Oh, I'm sorry, I just thought about things and was distracted, you asked me if I had any money, just kidding, if I don't have money, will I set up a gambling game?"

The down-and-out scholar Zheng Delong's voice raised an octave, a little sharp, and the old monsters suddenly showed disdain, you are a down-and-out scholar dressed up, judging from your appearance, you obviously have no money.

If it weren't for the fact that the down-and-out scholar made a move, he would be full of water and bamboo, and the wonderful pen would have a great future, and there would be no old monster who would talk to the down-and-out scholar.

Feeling everyone's contempt, the down-and-out scholar seemed to be extremely dissatisfied, frowned, patted the storage bag, and took out a broken bowl with a missing corner, among which there were ten high-grade spirit stones.

"This is my belongings, do you say it's enough to bet! I'll use these spirit stones to bet!" Zheng Delong said to everyone.

"Ten spirit stones, are you playing with us!"

"Are you blind, take a good look at these ten high-grade spirit stones!?" Zheng Delong, a down-and-out scholar, said to everyone with an incomprehensible expression.

"Boy, these are ten! there will never be an eleventh!" one of them shouted.

"Phew! I see that you have a problem with your eyes, you are simply full of farts! No matter how poor Lao Tzu is, he will not be so poor that he only has ten high-grade spirit stones! You open your eyes wide to see how many spirit stones you have!" said the down-and-out scholar angrily.

As soon as the words fell, the down-and-out scholar showed an angry look, pointed at the broken bowl, and then turned over the broken bowl and poured out ten spirit stones, but ten spirit stones left the broken bowl, among which there were still ten pieces, and there were ten more pieces poured out, and in an instant, the ground was already full of spirit stones, a total of thousands of pieces!

"Who said that Lao Tzu has no money! Lao Tzu will stone you to death with money!" Zheng Delong, a down-and-out scholar, shouted, and the old monsters present were all shocked.

"Spring and Autumn Pavilion Immortal Treasure, 'Bottomless Bowl'! Who is this person, he actually carries this thing!" One of them said in surprise.

The bottomless bowl, according to legend, is in the hands of the master of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, known as the wealth of the world, and it is all in it! The broken bowl in front of me is probably the bottomless bowl! No, it must be the bottomless bowl! The ten spirit stones that can never be poured out, if the monk has the leisure to pour him for ten or eight years, he will have ten million spirit stones, which is not a dream at all!

Where is this down-and-out scholar, it is clearly a local tyrant, no! This person is in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, and his identity must be respected, although this person's cultivation is inferior.

"Okay, Zheng Delong Daoyou has a bottomless bowl in hand, and setting up this gambling game is enough to qualify! The old man bets on a thousand spirit stones, and he bets on Yuwen Zhou Yuan to lose! Another one hundred spirit stones, and Yuwen Zhou Yuanping. "A true monarch is at the peak of the master.

"The old man bets on three thousand spirit stones, Yuwen Zhou Yuan loses, one thousand spirit stones, Yuwen Zhou Yuanping. "Another true self early master.

"The old man bets on five thousand spirit stones, Yuwen Zhou Yuan is defeated, one thousand spirit stones, Yuwen Zhou Yuanping!"

......

One by one, the old monsters have gambled on both sides, both betting on the defeat of Yuwen Zhouyuan, and betting on Yuwen Zhouyuanping, all of this is naturally for the sake of prudence first, even if there is no old monster who thinks that Yuwen Zhouyuan has the strength to draw Caiyi Zhenzun, but it is still a careful gamble.

In case Caiyi Zhenzun's conscience finds out that the draw ends, even if you lose one, you can still make one, in short, you will not lose money!

This down-and-out scholar named Zheng Delong must have burned his hands because he had more money, so he would take a bottomless bowl and give away money here.

Hey, what a good person, but that's right, people have bottomless bowls, and the money can't be used up, so scattering wealth may be for the sake of understanding and breaking through the middle stage of the true monarch!

This person's background must be profound, although his cultivation is low, he can't be provoked, the Spring and Autumn Pavilion has a master of the early stage of the True Saint in charge, and a single thought can flatten several sects, don't offend!

There is no one who bets on Yuwen Zhou Yuansheng. Even those young disciples of the sect who kept saying that they supported Yuwen Zhouyuan's victory, under the lure of profit, also gambled that Yuwen Zhouyuan would lose.

The down-and-out scholar Zheng Delong opened a gambling game, and the matter immediately spread in Renxin Sect, and no one would refuse a windfall.

And I heard that the down-and-out scholar is a disciple of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, and all the monks have dispelled the desire to kill and seize the treasure, even if the down-and-out scholar is only the early stage of the true monarch's cultivation.

This matter came to Gu Zhenhong's ears and turned into some smugness.

Countless old monsters bet on themselves to win, and no one bets on themselves to lose, this matter is very good!

"The old man bets 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, and bets that the old man himself wins!" It would be a fool not to take the benefits, he took out all his belongings and placed a heavy bet, not even betting on the draw. This is self-confidence, and Gu Zhenhong, the true respect of Caiyi, believes that he will win!

10,000 high-grade spirit stones, if you win the bet, you will return 10 million high-grade spirit stones! Such a huge spirit stone, even if it is the true emperor ancestor, it will be tempting!

This is a windfall, but Gu Zhenhong didn't expect the down-and-out scholar to pour 10 million spirit stones from the bottomless bowl, so what year and month will it take?

Only ten at a time, only ask for 100,000 spirit stones from the down-and-out scholars afterwards, and it can be regarded as giving the Spring and Autumn Pavilion a face, and then take more than too many spirit stones, the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty, in case he is targeted by the Yuanying monks of other countries, it will be a catastrophe, the gains outweigh the losses, and he takes less spirit stones, which can be regarded as showing goodwill to the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

In fact, most of the old monsters have the same mind as Gu Zhenhong, this is the cautious way of dealing with the world of the old monsters, and you can't do things absolutely as a person.

Gradually, almost all the monks in the bluestone ring gambled on the defeat or peace of Yuwen Zhouyuan, and the down-and-out scholars showed a bored look, and they all looked at those who gambled with disdain.

"Now, the money has been doubled! Thanks to the Yuwen Zhou Yuan ......" Zheng Delong was very proud in his heart, and he was very happy that he had come up with such a way to collect money.

The world is blinded by foolishness, and he, Zheng Delong, can see at a glance that Yuwen Zhouyuan is deeply hidden.

Zheng Delong likes this kind of gambling with a huge disparity in strength, this is his best opportunity to collect money, and this is also an opportunity to observe Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"This person is not the person that the Illusory Spirit Clan, the Demon Clan and the Dongyuan Sacred Domain are looking for. Zheng Delong's eyes flashed, and a rare essence was revealed.

But at this moment, a woman in pink Yingying came over, but she made a bet, and immediately the down-and-out scholar put away her essence and showed a scoundrel.

"Fairy, what are you betting on?" asked Zheng Delong.

"Yuwen Zhou Yuansheng, 10,000 top-grade spirit stones!" the woman in pink threw a storage bag over, and then said firmly.

The down-and-out scholar Zheng Delong's eyes were shining, and he looked at the woman in blue, this woman is only in the middle stage of the true master, and she shouldn't be able to see that Yuwen Zhouyuan is powerful, so she bets on Yuwen Zhouyuan's victory, maybe it is another reason, with the mentality of defeat, but also to save Yuwen Zhouyuan's reputation.

After all, everyone bets on the defeat of Yuwen Zhouyuan, and this matter is too ugly.

"Do you have 10,000 spirit stones?" the down-and-out scholar sneered.

"Isn't that for you?" said the woman in pink.

"It's for me, but it's only eight thousand here, and it's still two thousand!" Zheng Delong glanced at the storage bag and said lightly.

"Dad, you lend me two high-grade spirit stones!" said the woman in pink to the benevolent sect master sitting next to her.

"Xinyue, although Dad is the Sect Master of Benevolence, money can't be wasted like this!" said the Sect Master of Benevolence.

"Dad, do you just watch Senior Brother Yuwen lose by everyone's gamble! Can you bear it! He is your closed disciple!" Han Xinyue looked bitter and hateful, and looked at the down-and-out scholar with hatred.