More than a dozen fourth- and fifth-grade medicinal materials were extremely tempting for the outer disciples of the Medicine Pavilion. When Ye Kuang took out these medicinal materials, many people were moved. Some disciples who had not made enough contributions quickly left and began to make contributions everywhere, hoping to get enough contributions to come here to gamble, and win over Ye Kuang's dozen medicinal materials.

"Here, buy it and leave it. Guess the points. You only need to contribute 10,000 yuan each time. Guess these high-quality medicinal materials are yours. Use small to make a big fortune."

Ye Kuang shouts kept resounding.

As his voice came, disciples successively bet.

Although there are many disciples gathered here, most of them stood in a distance and did not come to participate in gambling. Although the contribution of 10,000 is not much, it is not very small. You need to complete a difficult task of the teacher to obtain 10,000 contributions.

Only seven or eight people bet.

Ye Kuang shook the dice clock a few times and placed it on the ground. Just as he was about to open it, a bet divorce book suddenly spoke, "Wait."

Ye Kuang stopped, looked up at the monk who was over thirty years old, and asked, "What's wrong with this uncle?"

The middle-aged monk said, "I don't believe in you, I need to shake it myself."

Ye Kuang let go and made a gesture of asking for help.

The middle-aged male cultivator picked up the dice cup and shook it. Ye Kuang saw the points he shook through the sun and moon divine eyes. One, three, five, nine o'clock were exactly the points he had reported on his bet. He squinted his eyes and smiled faintly in his heart. "It seems that he could shake it out, it seems that he should be a veteran."

He put the dice clock on the ground and spoke, "It's OK, you can open it."

Ye Kuang touched the dice cup with his hand, and slightly transported his capacity, and changed the number of dice points, then opened it and shouted out; "One, 36, 10 o'clock, haha, no one guessed it, get the contribution."

"Oh, I didn't guess it."

"One, three, six, ten o'clock, I thought of it, but why did I just not place a bet?"

Many monks' voices came from all around.

Those who lost contributed to Ye Kuang one after another. The middle-aged male cultivator suddenly stood up from the ground, kicked the dice cup in front of Ye Kuang to the side, and shouted coldly, "You, you are a scam."

Ye Kuang was displeased when he was smashed by someone and stood up from the ground with a charming smile on his face. "Uncle, there are so many people and so many eyes, you say I am a cheater, and even the dice cup is shaken by you. How can you say I am a cheater? Don't play if you can't afford to lose. If you play, you must keep your promise."

"you……"

The middle-aged male cultivator's face turned red. He was obviously shaking one, three, five, nine o'clock, but the one that was 1,36, and ten o'clock.

He could not refute Ye Kuang's words.

"Yes, if you can't afford it, don't finish it. You'll just contribute 10,000 yuan."

"How can I be a cheater? I just saw a disciple win a fifth-grade medicinal plant."

Many monks' voices came from all around.

Zhao Min raised the fifth grade medicinal herb in her hand and nodded, "Yes, I did win one, and I won the first time I bet. This senior brother can't be a cheater. If you can't afford to lose, don't come."

Many monks talked to Ye Kuang.

The middle-aged male cultivator felt a pain in his heart, but he couldn't say it. He glared at Ye Kuang fiercely, and then he was unwilling to give 10,000 yuan to Ye Kuang's token.

Then he said in a low voice, "Come on, I will still be 1,35 on this time, and nine o'clock. I will shake this time, I will drive it, you can't touch the dice cup."

Ye Kuang said to the monks around him, "Everyone, our bet will be carried out later. I will play with this uncle first to see if he is lucky or if I am more lucky."

After saying that, he made a gesture to the middle-aged male cultivator.

The middle-aged male cultivator couldn't get a dice cup, so he shook it a few times in the air, and then opened it suddenly.

"One, three, six, ten o'clock."

Seeing the points, he was a little confused. After several seconds, he screamed out loud and pointed at Ye Kuang. "You, you cheat."

Ye Kuang looked at the disciples around him innocently and said helplessly, "Senior brothers and sisters, do you believe that he said I was cheating?"

"Be your uncle."

A loud curse came from a distance, and then a fat man came over with more than a dozen men.

He is Brother Long, who was defeated by Ye Kuang before.

Brother Long made a wink, and his men came over instantly. When he mentioned the middle-aged male cultivator, he beat him half to death, and then threw him away.

Ye Kuang shouted hurriedly, "Hey, don't fall into a coma, he lost, and he still owe me ten thousand contributions."

Brother Long's subordinates brought the middle-aged male cultivator over and threw it in front of Ye Kuang. He said coldly, "Do you know who this is? Brother Long's brother. If you have a big backer in the inner sect, how could you cheat you of ten thousand contributions? Why don't you apologize to Brother Ye?"

The male cultivator was stunned. If he had known Ye Kuang and Brother Long had known each other, he would not have mixed in with anything.

He kept pleading guilty, then gave 10,000 yuan to Ye Kuang, and then walked away in shame.

Ye Kuang's eyes were stopped on Brother Long, squinted, and chuckled, "I didn't expect you to be quite intimidating in the outer door."

Brother Long smiled and said, "Brother Ye, we're meeting again. Why do you start a gambling game in such a place? If you want to bet, follow me and I'll take you to a good place."

Ye Kuang just made a temporary decision and wanted to make some contributions. Now his contribution has reached more than 100,000. This one hundred thousand contribution is enough for him to exchange for the introductory books for alchemy. He put away the elixir on the ground and said with a smile, "I'm bored, just play around with it. Next time, I'll bet next time, I will definitely go find you and let you lead the way."

Brother Long was very envious of the elixir in Ye Kuang's hand, and he squinted his eyes and smiled, "Okay, this is what you said, and don't forget the bet in three days. I will be waiting for the big drive in the competition venue at that time."

Ye Kuang nodded gently, then waved to many disciples of the outside sect; "Senior brothers, senior sisters, I'll take the lead. I'll have a chance to take a few more bets."

"Senior brother, when will you start a bet?"

“Yes, we have some contributions.”

Many disciples asked.

Ye Kuang said lightly, "When I need to contribute, I will start a bet."

Ye Kuang said, and had already walked towards the Sutra Pavilion.

The monks gathered here slowly dispersed.

Brother Long stared at Ye Kuang, the smile on his face froze, and said to his subordinates behind him, "I asked you to check his background, have you found it?"

A monk said, "Brother Long, it's clear that Qing Jing and Lan Ling have indeed come back, and when they come back, they are carrying a seriously injured person. The man is Ye Kuang, but he was seriously injured yesterday, but today he is alive."
Chapter completed!