The flying boat at Travel Gate suddenly turned into a gambling boat in the mortal world, with all kinds of noises helping to analyze betting.

In the flying boat control room, Bao Hao's face became gloomy. Since Wanjia in Fucui City opened a shop in Gaolin Sect, the Wanjia staff had many flying boats riding on the travel gate when they went there. The city lord Wanjie had prepared some spirit stones for every flying boat operator on this route, so Wanjun had previously opened a gambling game in the top-grade spiritual power room Bao Hao turned a blind eye. But now the conflict between Wanjun and Shiwu made the flying boat smoky, and Bao Hao had to use his spiritual power to send a voice to remind him: "My travel gate respects every guest, but also asks some guests to respect themselves. Similar to such a loud gambling, I don't want it to happen again!"

The noisy people on the flying boat immediately restrained themselves, but they also heard that Bao Hao's words did not mean to prohibit them from continuing to bet.

Wan Jun didn't want to cause trouble on the flying boat at the travel door. After staring at Shi Wu and Guan Su, he pulled up to the window of the room.

Guan Su clearly felt Wan Jun's anger. He originally planned to give up the business of elixir brokers near Fucui City. Now, seeing Wan Jun's intentions, he would be very unlikely to make a living around Fucui City in the future. Guan Su felt sorry for his relationship with several big city lords in the area of ​​Fucui City, but he didn't expect it to be broken here. He looked at the eleven medium-grade spirit stones he picked up in his hand and smiled bitterly: "I've really lost a lot of money this trip."

At this moment, a jade slip floated in front of Guan Su.

Guan Su looked at Shi Wu's betting jade slip, and he forced a grin and said, "What does this mean by fellow Taoist?"

Seeing that Guan Su was laughing even worse than crying, Shi Wu advised: "If you have anything you want to say, just say it. If you keep it in your heart like this, it will make you feel chest tightness and anger."

Guan Su really wanted to ask why Shi Wu wanted to bet with Wan Jun like that. Isn’t this obviously giving spirit stones to Wan Jun? Moreover, in order to avoid Wan Jun’s provocation, he had no shame to pick up spirit stones on the ground, but Shi Wu stood up at that time. Now, he was not only insulted, but also likely to be cut off from the network of business, but Wan Jun also earned spirit stones for nothing. Guan Su, who became more and more angry as he thought about it, had to say something, but in the end he sighed and remained silent. His years of experience in brokers made him develop the habit of swallowing his pain.

Shi Wu seemed to know what Guan Su was thinking, and he said, "I understand the pain in your heart, so I want to give you this tone."

Guan Su was stunned. He did not thank Shi Wu, but sat in his seat and smiled calmly: "Then what? I should give up the network of relationships developed around Fucui City, and then go to others to cater to others to earn the little brokerage fee. Fellow Daoist, I said that people are divided into different levels. People like me are not worthy of fellow Taoist Daoist's helping me to give this breath. To be careless, do you know how many years of hard work your whim has ruined my whim?"

"At least thirty years." Shi Wu really said a number.

Guan Su jumped up as soon as he heard this: "Why do you want to harm me!"

Guan Su was excited, and the eyes of the people around him were all casting at them.

Shi Wu said calmly: "Sit down first, I'll tell you slowly."

Guan Su didn't want to attract so many people's attention when Bao Hao warned him, so he had to sit down patiently.

Shi Wudao: "You don't have a sect."

Guan Su didn't know how Shi Wu saw it, and he replied: "No, I came from a small city, all relying on myself."

"Are your parents and relatives still safe?" Shi Wu asked.

Guan Su shook his head and said, "My parents are not monks. They died one after another in the early stage of my foundation building. As for other relatives, they either broke off contact or died in the late stage of my foundation building."

Shi Wudao: "Then what is your purpose as a broker?"

"Of course it's for cultivation! Of course, being a broker also gives me a sense of accomplishment. Every time the business is negotiated, the buyer and the seller will basically thank me, and I can get corresponding rewards from them." Guan Su thought for a while, "I think being a broker is more interesting than practicing. But I know that only when my cultivation continues to improve can I do a bigger broker business."

Shi Wu felt very calm when he heard this, "That's fine."

"What does that mean?" Guan Su said angrily.

Shi Wu explained: "I want to ask you to be the special broker of my sect and be responsible for the procurement of various items in my sect."

When Guan Su heard this, his face turned from yin to Qingqing and said, "It turns out that fellow Taoist has already figured out a way out for me. I wonder why the friend sect is?"

"My sect is still in the hidden world. When we go to the east to buy spiritual meals and robes, I will take you there. By the way, I will get familiar with the environment in the northern part of the outer hidden world." Shi Wudao.

"The hidden sect in the northern part of the outer hidden world?" Guan Su hesitated. After all, this hidden sect either has many enemies outside, or the sect has declined. After the hidden world, a stunning and stunning junior needs to be cultivated as a pillar of the sky to reappear.

Shi Wudao: "Well, what do you think?"

Guan Su was unsure. He did not agree for the moment, but said, "Fellow Taoist, let's think about how to pass the Gaolin Sect. Even though Wan Jun and Wang Tong had never thought of attacking you before, you would have made such a fuss today, and the monks in the rooms above were watching. You slapped Fu Cuicheng in the face in public. Wan Jun and the others would never let you go."

Shi Wu said bluntly: "I never took them seriously."

If Guan Su hadn't seen Shi Wu dispel the cold wind and dew with his hands last night, he felt that Shi Wu had some skills, otherwise he would really want to go up and beat Shi Wu. He also wanted to ask Shi Wu while beating: "Do you think Wang Tong is dead? He is a Nascent Soul Cultivator who can teleport! Who do you think you are? Senior Qingyangzi of Haiyuan Sect?"

Seeing Guan Su looking at him with strange eyes, Shi Wu suddenly said, "You don't want to hit me, do you?"

"Ah?" Guan Su quickly sorted out his expression. At this time, he happened to find a purple-clothed monk in a middle-grade spiritual power room on the second floor looking at them.

Guan Su changed the topic and said, "Fellow Daoist, someone is eyeing us again."

Shi Wu Xunsheng looked at the purple monk and bowed to him in a panic look.

Guan Su thought the purple monk was tribute to him, so he was flattered and immediately stood up and returned the court.

Shi Wu vaguely remembered that this purple-clothed monk was one of the foreign Nascent Soul monks who survived the battle of Haiyuan Sect that day.

After the purple monk saluted, he came out of the room. When he was down on the deck, he swung his robe to kneel down and kowtow to Shi Wu.

Shi Wu used spiritual power to transmit the voice to the purple monk and said, "What are you doing?"

The purple-clothed monk stopped his movements and sent a voice to reply with his spiritual power: "My name is Sun Haichang, and he is the second city lord of Xuyang City in the eastern seas. In the Haiyuan Sect, he was first given the kindness of his predecessor's failure to kill him and then the kindness of his predecessor's successor Yu Bilin Qinglong. Now he met on this flight boat in this travel gate. I should come and bow to him no matter how much I say."

Shi Wu sent a voice transmission: "Forgive it. I just didn't have time to kill you. Did you spread the news about the Haiyuan Sect?"

Sun Haichang's face tightened and he quickly sent a message: "I haven't started to spread to the outside world yet. I'm going to go back to Xuyang City to discuss with my elder brother Sun Haixing before announcing it as appropriate. Senior, don't worry, my children and confidants in Xuyang City will never make trouble outside!"

Sun Haichang's words were obviously directed at Wan Jun.

Shi Wu did not express his opinion on this, and he asked in a voice transmission: "How many spirit stones do you have?"

After rummaging through the storage bag, Sun Haichang sent a voice: "There are three hundred hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones, two thousand ordinary top-grade spirit stones, and 30,000 medium-grade spirit stones. If you want it, I can also use magic weapons and pills to find familiar fellow Taoists to exchange them. If it really doesn't work, I can borrow..."

Shi Wu interrupted Sun Haichang and said, "No need. I don't want your spirit stone, but I want to give you a chance to get rich."

"Senior, please speak!" Sun Haichang replied.

Shi Wu sent a voice message: "You take all the spirit stones to Wanjun to buy them tonight, and the cold dew will appear. After winning, the number of people who have been infected monks will continue to buy less than five. Of course, if you have friends who want to make a fortune, you can help others and let them place bets together."

Sun Haichang is not like Guan Su. He has seen Shi Wu do it with his own eyes. He said without hesitation: "Thank you senior! I'll go over and bet now!"

"Today's affairs are considered to be your blessing in the future if you survive the disaster." Shi Wu said in a voice.

Sun Haichang looked at Shi Wu with a bright look and then left.

Shi Wu shook his hand in front of Guan Su and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Guan Su wanted to say that the purple-clothed monk seemed to respect him very much, but he was sure that he had never seen the purple-clothed monk before. Seeing that Sun Haichang left without saying a word, Guan Su stopped thinking about this, but instead made a comeback: "Fellow Taoist, we really shouldn't go down the flying boat with Wan Jun. We probably explained Wang Tong's teleportation."

If Sun Haichang had not left yet, he would have shook subconsciously after hearing Guan Su's words. On that day, no one of the many foreign Nascent Soul cultivators in Haiyuan Sect wanted to use teleportation to capture Shi Wu, but their bodies were killed by Shi Wu before they could fully appear. Later, no one dared to use teleportation anymore. Even Shi Wu had let them go, and they dared to escape by teleportation after flying far away. Sun Haichang also thought about the safety of the flying boat at the Travel Gate, so he found a stronghold behind and bought a jade slip. However, when he bought it, the upper-grade spiritual power room had been sold out, and he lived in the middle-grade spiritual power room. Unexpectedly, he happened to meet Shi Wu.

Seeing that Guan Su said this, Shi Wu bet with him and said, "If I win tonight and I will solve the dangers of Wan Jun and Wang Tong again, how about you be the special broker of my sect?"

Guan Su took the jade slip with a deaf attitude and said, "Okay, as long as you can make Lord Wan Jun not remember the villain and let us go, you can do whatever you say."

Guan Su would not know now that since he took the jade slip, his life would be destined to undergo earth-shaking changes.

The monks on the flying boat are now waiting for the night to come, and even the monks who have not participated in the gambling are looking forward to it.

When the sunset in the west finally buried in the sea of ​​clouds behind, the gambling game quietly began.

It's also interesting. The monks on the deck the night before were complaining about why the Yin Feng and Cold Dew appeared. Now many of them were silently thinking in their hearts that they hoped that the Yin Feng and Cold Dew would come soon. But when they really looked forward to it, there was no movement in the air.

Time always comes from Xu to Zi, and from Zi to Chou, it enters Chou.

Seeing that it was still two hours before dawn, the monks who bet on the bet on the cold wind and cold dew began to get anxious, and some of them had bad tempers were already cursing.

At this time, the most joyful person in his heart was Wan Jun. If this continues, he can not only win a lot of spirit stones, but also directly suppress Shiwu's aura.

Shi Wu raised his head and looked at the flying boat that had no movement at all. He used the method of looking inward to the heavenly tribulation spirit body to the method of looking inward: "No way? Didn't there be dozens of them last night? Why did all one disappear tonight? Will the cold wind and cold dew still notify each other that I have seven bulges and swastika blood seals on this flying boat?"

Shi Wudao, a joke about the spirit body of the heavenly tribulation, said: "Although you are special, can you not be so arrogant to yourself? These evil spirits appear randomly even if you are not there. However, when you captured the little evil spirit yesterday, there were indeed a few conscious evil spirits looking at you vigilantly."

Shi Wu said helplessly: "Then you can only let the little evil spirit in your sleeve absorb a wisp of spiritual power first, and then I will control it to make some noise on the flying boat. Just wait for the sun to come out and let it leave a black shadow on the barrier."

The spirit body of the heavenly tribulation said worriedly: "I'm afraid that you can't control the amount of spiritual power and will burst out suddenly. Then you won't be worth the loss, and you will let Wan Jun show off his might."

"What should I do?" Shi Wu asked.

The spirit body of the heavenly tribulation said: "I will help you inject a trace of thunder into its body with a trace of thunder. Although it will feel painful, its momentum will also be louder. After it makes a fuss on the flying boat for a while, you will control the thunder power to leave a black shadow on the barrier. As compensation, you will finally use your swastika blood to India to transform it. I remember Brother Feng Yan said that the swastika golden seal overcomes the evil demons and protects the golden body, and the swastika blood seal brings evil spirits to the dead souls."

"Okay!" Shi Wu agreed.

As soon as the Yin hour arrived, the spirit body of the heavenly tribulation untied the thunder cage inside the sleeve of Shiwu, and instead injected a trace of thunder power into the body of the little evil spirit.

The little evil spirit was as if it was beaten to thunder. The painful whimpering sound after it flew out was even more terrifying than the cold wind and cold dew that came in groups last night.

"It's Yin Feng and Cold Dew!" This time, the monks on the deck below called out first.

Wan Jun, who had thought he was sure to win, had a stiff face, and then a bunch of people came to him to repay the spirit stone and wanted to bet again.

While repaying the spirit stones to the monks who had won, Wang Tong sent a voice to Wanjun with spiritual energy and said, "Young Master, although the news below is very powerful, it's only less than two hours. You must not start a gambling game impulse."

Wan Jun really didn't want to start a gambling game anymore. Even if the number of black shadows behind Shi Wu was overwhelmed, he still made money in the end with the spirit stones he won last night.

But the monk who lost due to the appearance of Yin Feng and Cold Dew in Wan Jun's room was not happy. Someone who lost was anxious and said directly: "Mr. Wan, are you trying to run away after winning the money? We still have to make a comeback in the later bet! Get started!"

When a monk saw that Wan Jun did not speak, he even mocked him: "If Mr. Wan really dared not start the game and serve as a banker, then please go back and tell the monks around him. Just say that Mr. Wan Jun from Fucui City won the first game and will stop whenever he wins the first game. You must let the monks you know be careful, so as not to be fooled like us!"

"Okay! We will definitely help Mr. Wan spread this reputation!" Another echoed.

Wan Jun could not bear such anger. He stopped ignoring Wang Tong's dissuasion and insisted on starting a bet again and said, "Who said I, Wan Jun, dare not! Even if I lose in Fucuicheng, I can afford to lose! Who is the first to bet!"

Sun Haichang, who had previously made people secretly clamor, was the first to step forward and said, "Okay! It's worthy of being Mr. Wan! My Xuyang City Sun Haichang supports you! This is the 600 hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones I just won, 4,000 ordinary top-grade spirit stones, and 60,000 medium-grade spirit stones. I bought all the cultivators below with less than five infected ones!"

"What a person who returned the spirit stone!" Wan Jun sneered inwardly, but his face was full of sincerity and said, "Thank you, Senior Sun, for your support!"

Sun Haichang knew that Wan Jun thought he was making a fool of giving money, so he cooperated and smiled.

Some monks who knew Sun Haichang sent messages to persuade him, but Sun Haichang just replied: "Sun has a kind of intuition. He thought that it was less than two hours before, so he wanted to fight a big shot."

Those monks who knew Sun Haichang either bet with him after he made a statement, or felt that they were confused.

At this moment, the monks who were preparing to resist the Yinfeng and Cold Dew on the deck were looking at the top of the sky strangely. Because they found that the Yinfeng and Cold Dew tonight was different from last night. Although the air was so powerful that they also sacrificed magic weapons, the sucking feeling of last night did not exist at all, as if the Yinfeng and Cold Dew were just to enhance the momentum.

When Wan Jun's bets ended, time came to Mao hour without realizing it, and everyone clenched their fists and waited for the result after the Rising.

Seeing that it was almost done, Shi Wu used the power of thunder to pull the little evil spirit and left a black shadow on the barrier of the flying boat. Then Shi Wu took it back into his hand and took the power of thunder back and said, "You helped me find a good broker for the Moon Worshiping Palace, and I will extradite you with the swastika blood seal. May you have a safe and ordinary life in the next life."

The red light of the swastika blood mark in Shi Wu's palms was shining, and all the resentment in the body of the little evil spirit was dissipated by Shi Wu. At this time, the eastern morning glow penetrated the clouds earlier than before and shot into the boat. Shi Wu's palms closed and his hands lightened, as if he saw a cute little sea beast in front of him floating into the air from time to time.

Shi Wu couldn't help but ask the spiritual body of the heavenly tribulation: "The spiritual body of the heavenly tribulation, is there really a cycle of reincarnation in this world?"

The spirit body of the Heavenly Tribulation said with a serious expression: "Shi Wu, how can you know death if you don't know life? Compared to reincarnation, what you should pay attention to is the present."

"Yes." Shi Wu said as he stood up. At this time, Chen Hui shone slanted, stretching his figure.
Chapter completed!