Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 140: Bidongfeng


The bell rang.

Ayu, a young monk from Dahao Gambling House, trotted over.

"Xian Chang, settle the settlement in Rongfang first, I will be back soon."

Lu Tong nodded.

Ayu went to reply to other monks.

Chuanyun glanced at it, shook his head and said, "You're lucky this time. If Beauty Bai is targeting Zhen Yang, let's see how you still laugh."

There are three favorites to win the city lord in the first game.

Kong Benlu, Zhen Yang, and a female monk from the Ji Xing Sect.

Bai Meiren is eyeing Kong Benlu;

The female cultivator of Ji Xing Sect was besieged by a group of people and was defeated.

Lu Tong shook his head and said with a smile: "Kong Benlu has the highest odds, so of course he will be counted on. And Zhen Yang has the Five Elements Magical Soldiers under his command, so he is not afraid of siege."

Zhen Yang can make it to the end. The most important thing is to be strong and make the right choice.

Luck, too.

In the end, Beauty Bai had a feather blade in her hand, but she didn't take action and instead killed the bell-holding female cultivator.

If they join forces, Zhen Yang may not be able to win.

After a while, Ayu ran back sweating profusely.

"Congratulations to the Immortal! You defeated the city lord!"

Everyone around looked over.

Lu Tong smiled and said: "How many bets did you win in total?"

"The Immortal made nineteen bets and won fourteen of them. Except for killing people, not entering the market, and defeating five people...the rest were all hits!"

"Get the city lord, pay three for one, and get fifteen for five;"

"If you beat two people, you will lose one and a quarter, and if you defeat one, you will get one, two, two and fifty cents;"

"Defeat three people..."

"..."

"Press nineteen taels, and get a total of forty-four taels and five cents."

Ayu took out the silver.

Lu Tong handed back the betting voucher, took the forty-four taels, and then waved his hand.

"Thank you, Immortal, for the reward! Immortal, the next game is about to begin. Taking advantage of your luck and good vision today, how many more bets can you place?"

"No, I'll call you when it's time to play."

Lu Tong turned to look at Chuanyun, raised his silver and said, "How is it?"

Chuanyun snorted and said, "Forty taels of silver can't even buy a decent magical weapon."

Lu Tong shook his head, his smile still on his face.

Forty-four taels of silver, after throwing away the capital, I only made twenty-four taels.

Not much.

But the cost is also small.

The profit is more than doubled, which is more than the original profit from selling fake wine.

After laughing, his heart suddenly sank.

Wrong.

If Zhen Yang wins, Jing Xin can enter the God Realm for two days.

Keep winning.

He has no chance.

If you can’t win, you should lose.

Lu Tong frowned, lay down thoughtfully, and looked at the water curtain above.

On the water curtain, Qi-training monks, monsters, half-demon, and gambling house signs appeared one after another.

"What's wrong, silver is poisonous?"

The clerks in various casinos ran around to pay the bills and took out money after money.

Chuanyun was so distracted that he felt restless and his palms itched, so he had to talk to Lu Tong to distract him.

Lu Tong sighed and said, "Do you think Zhen Yang, Bi Zhengfeng and the others can win eight games?"

"Can't."

He immediately picked up some energy and asked: "Why?"

"The more you win, the higher the odds, and you will be targeted at that time. It is best to win and lose, and alternate between several people."

Lu Tong thought for a moment and finally felt relieved.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and the way to make money is the biggest.

If you win too much, you become a fattened pig.

How many games can be won in the future depends entirely on the big shots and when they want to strike.

……

The second game begins.

There are many Qi-training monks.

More than two hundred monks, monsters, and half-demon started fighting before they even entered the city.

There was a lot of chaos, almost all in the late stage of Qi training.

The casualties were particularly heavy.

Lu Tong was originally not interested, but attracted by the splattering of blood and flesh, he also watched the water curtain attentively.

A demonic bird, relying on its ability to fly, frequently makes sneak attacks in mid-air.

Until, a monk grabbed the Shengyu Pill, suddenly flew into the air, sacrificed his magic weapon, and killed the demon bird.

The monk replaced the demon bird.

And with the magic weapon in his hand, his methods are even more ferocious.

Until, another monk got a sunset bow condensed with divine energy in the blacksmith shop, and was instantly killed by an arrow.

Lu Tong looked at it for a long time, frowned and said: "There are fewer escape talismans?"

"Well, at least 20% don't have escape charms."

Chuanyun had already agreed to Jingxin’s appearance at the gambling table, with a very solemn look on his face.

Twenty percent, not too much.

Only 20% of the desperadoes retreated with no way out, causing horrific casualties.

On the water curtain, there were corpses and blood everywhere.

The screams were endless.

"Boom!"

The second bell rang.

The remaining humans and demons were forced to the center of the gambling table.

The fighting resumes.

Qi training monk has low magic power.

Most of them use spells, magic weapons, fists and kicks to fight at medium and close range.

So the scene was particularly tragic.

A moment later, among the stumps, severed arms, and dead bodies, only a crystal-armored water ape with scars all over its body remained.

"Hoo!"

Lu Tong let out a breath.

There was a sound of exhalation all around.

"I won! I got it! I got it!"

A desperate howl instantly dispelled all depression.

"Win! City Lord! Pay twenty-seven to one!"

"Liquor seller! Come here! Everything is included!"

"I want a recliner!"

"You! Come here! I've got it!"

A middle-aged monk wearing ordinary linen clothes, with a red face and wide-eyed eyes, laughed and offered wine, a lounge chair, and a woman.

Everyone is very envious.

Lu Tong is also envious.

He also won the bet on the city lord, but... it was not so glorious.

Chuanyun kept his head lowered.

Lu Tong withdrew his eyes and asked, "Are you scared?"

Chuanyun nodded.

"Han Tiansha is dead."

"What?"

Lu Tong does not know Han Tiansha.

But you can guess that it must be someone from Jing Xin.

He was a little surprised.

If you can see into the eyes of the mirror, even if you can't win, it's unlikely that you won't be able to grab the escape talisman.

"That rich young man also came from Yunying City and was the fifth to die."

Lu Tong briefly recalled.

A young monk with very solid fists and kicks appeared in front of his eyes. Finally, he was in the center of the gambling table, punching in all directions and with agile movements.

It's a pity that life is not hard enough.

Sometimes whether you survive or not depends on luck.

"If you don't risk your life, grab the escape talisman first when the time comes."

Chuanyun bit his lip and nodded absently.

Lu Tong patted Chuan Yun on the shoulder and said: "Before you go to the gambling table, come to me. I will lend you a life-saving treasure."

"What? I can't use the magic weapon."

"Not a magic weapon."

Golden scales are not a magic weapon.

It won't kill the opponent, but it's enough to save your life.

……

In the third game, the number of foundation-building monks on the gambling table more than doubled.

A total of eighty-three people.

There were especially many people betting this time.

After the two games, most of them were almost drunk and showed no mercy when placing their bets.

Lu Tong looked at the water curtain.

Bi Dongfeng, with disheveled hair and beards like steel needles, looks like a ferocious old leopard.

Monks, the older they get, the more demonic they become.

His confidence in Bi Dongfeng is no less than that of Zhen Yang.

"Xian Chang, do you want to place a bet?"

Ayu slipped over again without knowing when.

Lu Tong had no intention of playing.

Win once and stop when you are good. Very few people can win twice in a row.

But good things come in pairs~IndoMTL.com~The money is delivered to your door, but it’s hard not to accept it.

He took out the silver with a smile and said: "Go! Write down Dongfeng quickly!"

"Understood!"

"Five taels of silver, enter the workshop; one tael of silver, there are five elements of magic weapons; one tael of silver, there are fire **** weapons; one tael of silver...how many taels are there in total?"

"Fifteen taels."

Lu Tong was very cautious this time and did not pressure the city lord.

As long as Bi Dongfeng follows Zhen Yang's strategy, he can make another fortune.

"Boom!"

The bell rang and the monk appeared at the city gate.

Bi Dongfeng's whole body was shaken, his beard stretched angrily, and he instantly grew three feet tall, turning into a burly warrior.

A stream of mana spread out and attached to his clothes, turning into a mana giant with his eyes closed.

Hit the surrounding monks away with his wave of his hand.

Bi Dongfeng strode into the city.

"Okay!"

Lu Tong smiled and waved his hand, calling for two bottles of wine and throwing one to Chuanyun.

A sip of strong liquor enters your mouth.

The next moment, he spit it out again.

"Immortal thing!"

He looked at the water curtain, his face ashen.

Bi Dongfeng did not go to Fangshi, but quickly rushed to Fulupu.

After a while, Bi Dongfeng came out holding an escape charm.

Walking towards Fangshi, I saw several monks fighting in the distance, and immediately turned around and ran to another shop.

Lu Tong took a deep breath.

This old guy actually wasted the most precious time in the city to grab the escape charm.

With his strength, he can be invincible by finding a few five-element magic weapons first.

I took the money but didn’t do the work seriously.

He turned to look at Jing Xin, only to find that Jing Xin was staring at him.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Lu Tong picked up the wine bottle, took a sip, and lay down hard.

Twenty-four taels of silver, before I could cover up the heat, I lost another fifteen taels.

Only nine taels are left.

It’s really hard to make some money.


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