The disciples of the surrounding sects retreated one after another, leaving this place empty. Then they started talking about it.

Some thought that this little Taoist priest was going to be in trouble, and some said that now that all the heroes in Yangcheng were gathering together, even if they were not strong players, they would not be so tough. Maybe it was the fierce dragon crossing the river. Others asked familiar Taoist monks if they recognized them. Everyone shook their heads and said they had never seen this person before.

A chubby man with this exaggerated calculation on his back walked up to Pu Su with his small eyes narrowed, grinned, his eyes were squeezed into two slits: "Senior brother, I just saw you and Pu Su. The little Taoist priest is sitting side by side, but we are familiar with each other?"

Pusu was already humming a tune happily at this time. Practicing was boring, and he often faced the wall and practiced hard for several years. There were so many people, drunk immortals in their arms, and such a bustling scene. It was a revelation!

"Are you from the Zhao family in the southern region of Lingnan?" Pu Su's drunken eyes were still staring at Li Ziran.

"Senior brother has good eyesight, my younger brother Zhao Jinyan, and my father Zhao Xuanji."

"Haha, everyone in your big family is very shrewd and powerful. I won't tell you more for fear of accidentally suffering a loss."

Pusu laughed and said, saying that he was afraid of suffering a loss, but his tone was very relaxed. This calculation also requires strength as support.

"Senior brother, please speak quickly, I don't mean anything else." As he spoke, his buttocks actually sat in Li Ziran's position just now. This familiar movement gave Pusu a feeling of déjà vu!

Looking at Daozhang Li in the crowd, and then at the fat Zhao family man with a greasy face, he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Damn, I act openly and aboveboard, how can I do such things?"

"I just want to ask, the little Taoist priest in the field, do you know his origins and his cultivation level?"

At the same time, a fat hand stretched out towards Pusu, with three black pills lying in its palm.

This elixir is no different from the elixir used in healing practices, and the smell it emits is indeed a strong, intoxicating aroma of wine.

Tartar powder! It takes several days for this great cultivator to refine a batch of more than ten pieces of tartar powder. Just put one grain into a large bucket of water and it will turn into a thick wine.

Pusu swallowed her saliva hard and continued to curse in her heart. One fat and the other thin are probably not half-brothers. They have the same inferior methods!

He grabbed the elixir and put it into his bag. A wisp of mysterious energy oozed from his fingertips, and he looked at Zhao Jinyan fiercely: "I had a draw with him yesterday."

Hiss! Middle stage of Zhenxuan! How can this random drunkard be a real person!

Sweat broke out on Fatty Zhao's head, and then there was a burst of ecstasy. The big grin on his fat face looked like he wanted to eat someone.

Xin said that anyone who could tie with the big guy next to him must be at least in the Zhenxuan realm, and the one named You above was in trouble.

He is going to make a lot of money from this business.

He raised his hands towards Pusu and said with excitement: "Thank you, senior brother, for informing me. I will definitely thank you very much."

This made Pu Su, who was very happy to have the baby, a bit confused. How about a big thank you? How stupid are you Zhao family?

It seems that the rumor that the Zhao family has run out of Lingnan agencies is not very credible.

The fat man nimbly got into the crowd, and after a while he was heard shouting: "It's open, it's open. Bet that this little Taoist leader can beat the city lord's mansion and save the demon servant, you will lose 30. You beat the city lord." Make a strong move and suppress the two of them. One will pay two."

As he yelled, the attention of many people was attracted. They were stunned for a moment. This person could be a fool. Most of the people present were disciples of the younger generation. Although most of them were geniuses, they were different from those who were seventy or eighty years old. Compared to the city lord, he is just an undeveloped genius.

What followed was a swarm of people.

"Fifty spirit beads, the city lord wins."

"I'll press a hundred."

First, some casual cultivators who were watching the excitement pushed the market. It was not easy for them to earn money by doing whatever they did on weekdays, and cultivation was a money-burning thing. Seeing that this business was a guaranteed profit, it was hard to make a small profit.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples of the sect were agitated by this atmosphere and became a little uncontrollable.

"I'll press ten spiritual stones."

"Brother Wang, you are too conservative. Come on, press fifty spiritual stones."

"I'll press fifty middle-grade spiritual stones!"

These people kept placing bets, but without exception they were all on the side of the city lord.

At this moment, Pusu even forgot to drink the wine and stared blankly at the surrounded Pankou and the heartbroken fat man. He silently retracted what he just said in his heart. These people named Zhao are all profiteers. Fuck!

He strode into the crowd, came to the fat man's side, raised his sleeves to cover his face and said, "Give me a high-grade spiritual stone! The Taoist priest wins."

Then the needle drop could be heard in the field.

From which family does this drunkard come? He is so rich? One hundred spiritual stones can be exchanged for one medium-grade spiritual stone, and one hundred medium-grade spiritual stones can be exchanged for one high-grade spiritual stone. And this high-grade spiritual stone must have a premium, because its purity is much higher. A necessary auxiliary tool for great monks to break through and refine weapons.

Everyone looked at the high-grade spiritual stone that shone brightly with white eyes, some were envious, some were greedy, some even winked and whispered among themselves, and their expressions when looking at Pusu had changed.

Yep, Pusu didn't care about the young people at all, he was just waiting for the fat man to register him.

The fat man said to the Pu Da monk with a dead mother expression on his face: "I'll give you 20%, and you go back to drink, okay? If you do this, I can just break up the deal, and neither of us has to make any profit."

Pusu also felt that he had gone too far. Ten thousand spiritual stones were multiplied thirty times. It seemed that he had drunk too much and did not exercise discretion.

"Two makes two percent. If you dare to run away, I will go to your Zhao family to ask for money."

"Senior brother, I will do whatever I say, and I will guarantee it with the reputation of the Zhao family."

Pusu took the spirit stone back leisurely and continued drinking.

"I'll press two high-grade spiritual stones and win by myself."

Fatty Zhao had just wiped the sweat from his forehead when he saw Li Ziran, who was surrounded in the arena, throwing two shiny pieces at him, and they landed on the table impartially.

The handicap that had just resumed the discussion fell into silence again. Everyone looked at Li Ziran. In the eyes of everyone, this kid is not only a fool, but also a big fat sheep!

Now, even the disciples of the high-ranking sect who claimed to be upright looked at Li Ziran with something wrong.

The fat man's expressions that had just recovered were squeezed together again, and cold sweat started to flow down again.

You two have a good chance of winning, but can you consider how much I feel, not counting my own thirty times, how much is it? The total of these people can't even pay you, so I don't think I have to do anything. Son.

"Master Taoist, how about you share 20% of my handicap profit? Please don't torment me, otherwise I will have no choice but to withdraw from the table, otherwise I won't be able to afford the compensation."

"I know you must have found out the truth from Napu Drunkard. I guess you gave him 20%. I want 40%, and we both have half, otherwise I will show off my momentum now."

.....

Zhao Jinyan's eyes were dull. Today's business was evenly matched with others. In the eyes of the Zhao family, a win-win situation is the goal, but one must gain the majority of the profits.

Obviously, someone took advantage of him today.

"Okay! Just follow what the Taoist Master said." He replied weakly to Li Ziran, and Zhao Jinyan put the spirit stone into his bag with a forced smile.

It's better than not making any money at all.

Everyone looked at the little Taoist priest sympathetically at first. Then they placed bets even more fiercely. Now they were not afraid that they would not be able to afford the compensation, so they acted as thugs and placed bets again. After a while, they not only had to be beaten but also had to pay money. How could it be such a miserable word?

have to.

While everyone was sighing, You Qiang, his father and his son, had already arrived in front of Li Ziran surrounded by a group of subordinates, servants and worshippers.

You Qiang half-squinted his eyes and stared at Li Ziran with a vague expression. Yoda just put his hands in his sleeves, lowered his head and said nothing.

As the instigator, You Huan was full of momentum at this time. Looking at his father behind him and the worshipers, he felt extremely confident.

Today I must teach this magician a lesson and let him know that he, the second son of the city lord, is not that easy to bully.

As for the silent eldest brother, he was automatically ignored by the high-spirited Mr. You.

At this time, only Cheng Lu and a group of Xueyu Sect disciples were left on the stage.

Listening to the other fellow apprentices and sisters analyzing the situation inside the venue, and then looking at the huge crowd of people in the City Lord's Mansion, Gu Qingying couldn't sit still anymore.

"Senior Sister Ruyue, if Li Zizi is at a disadvantage later, can you go with me to ask Master to intervene."

It's not that Gu Qingying fell in love with Li Ziran in just three or two days. It's just that this great monk Li must have good looks, strength and strength. The most important thing is that other young male cultivators can't wait to pretend to be a walking etiquette model when they see her.

, tightly stretched, so boring, or else a pair of eyes would like to stick to themselves. It makes people feel uncomfortable all over.

Daochang Li was laughing and scolding, and he lost his temper for tossing this little girl, but he would also prepare delicious food for her. The two of them were playing around, which made Lu Qingying very relaxed these days.

The most important thing is that the figure in the Wandering Mountains, talking about the winter solstice to the little wild boar and how it will grow since then, makes Lu Qingying a little intoxicated...

At this time, Zhang Ruyue no longer had the certainty she had just now. She held Gu Qingying's little hand that was slightly cold due to nervousness and answered seriously: "Well, if he is bullied later, we will ask Master to help stop him and make peace with him.
Chapter completed!