Qianling Holy Land.
The Holy Land is different from the sect.
If you want to use something familiar as a metaphor.
Some sects and sects are colleges of higher education.
Qianling Holy Land generally prefers a comprehensive university.
Among the nine holy places, the Qianling Holy Land has the most "specialties".
Let’s not talk about the four peaks of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
The main thing is that there are also women who eat, drink and bet on the four peaks...
Except for the two peaks of eating and drinking, Su Li never goes to the next two peaks!
Vulgar!
It’s really vulgar!
Su Li has never seen such a vulgar one!
"Sir, come and play~~~"
"Master Su, Master Su hasn't been here for a long time."
"Su Li, you came to Goulan to listen to music again."
"What do you mean!" Su Li blushed angrily, "What is the matter of scholars? Is this called 'listening to music on the hook'? This is called collecting materials!"
"Okay, okay, let's get the information. Boss, my friend is here today. Let's serve some good wine and let's play! Let's dance!"
shouted a hunky-backed guy who looked like he was over-exercising.
His name is Xiong Da.
It was the same period as Su Li.
When the new blood competed, there were a thousand new disciples in total.
Su Li did not participate in the next competition because he was tied up by his master.
Xiong Da was drunk and forgot about the game.
Then they were opponents again, so for the first time in the history of Qianling Holy Land, players from both sides abstained at the same time.
The two then tied for eleventh place.
After knowing that the other party also abstained, Su Li and Xiong Da felt sympathy for each other.
Xiong Da invited Su Li to drink wine, but Su Li, who was still the wife at the time, said righteously that he could not go.
But unfortunately, my legs just won’t obey my orders.
After three rounds of drinking, Xiong Da and Su Li talked to each other and became close friends.
Su Li originally thought that this buddy, like himself, had a bumpy journey in cultivation.
But soon.
Su Li discovered it.
In fact, I am different from this bitch.
When Xiong Da told Su Li:
"Actually, I, Xiong Da, am the second prince of the largest dynasty in Qianling Holy Land. When I entered Qianling Holy Land, I also used the royal recommendation quota.
If I don't practice well, I can only go home and inherit the Wan Guan family property and become an idle prince."
At that time, Su Li drank a large gulp of wine for himself.
Only then did Su Li know.
The joys and sorrows of people are actually not the same.
Su Li even felt that the other party was a bit noisy...
But no matter what, Xiong Da is still one of Su Li's few friends in Qianling Holy Land.
After all, it is the same period.
It's like going to school. Students of the same grade always feel an inexplicable feeling of closeness.
Not to mention that the other party has nearly 100 million people.
Actually, Su Li always felt that his buddy had something on his mind.
He is not as open-minded as he appears on the surface.
But, every time I tried to ask, he would always change the subject.
"Old Su, why are you here recently? Aren't you afraid that your junior sister will know?" Xiong Da poured Su Li a glass of wine.
"Qianyun will never appear in this place."
Su Li waved his hand confidently and drank a glass of wine.
"I heard that, Lao Su, you have finally established the Furnace Realm. Not bad, not bad. You are one step closer to the life of eating and waiting to die as you said."
Su Li once told Xiong Da.
I don’t have any big pursuits.
When he reached the cave realm, he would work as a deacon in the Qianling Holy Land and live a life of eating and waiting to die.
"Well, if it was before, it would be okay."
Su Li raised his head and drank a drink.
"But our Yushang Peak has a prosperous population, and the resources our junior sisters need need to rely on my senior brother."
"So?" Xiong Da looked at him with a smile.
"So now I just want to make money." Su Li glanced at him.
Xiong Da chuckled and took out a stack of paper from his arms.
The names of each person are written on the paper, as well as the magnification.
"This new blood competition is not ordinary. In the last disciple recruitment conference, all the halls and peaks of Qianling Holy Land received their favorite disciples."
Xiong Da lowered his voice.
"Don't talk about those useless things. Just tell me if you have done anything." Su Li leaned forward and the two of them exchanged glances.
Every time there is a new blood competition or a sect competition, the gambling peak will open.
There are bets on who will be number one, bets on who will be in the top ten, and bets on which popular player will lose how many games. In short, there are all kinds of bets.
As a disciple of Da Feng Hall, Xiong Da has a natural intelligence advantage.
Although Xiong Da's family owns a mine and is not short of money.
But this is like the rich second generation experiencing life.
Although I drive a Ferrari, the money I earn from setting up a stall is still well spent.
"There must be a boss, but this time there is a boss. I wonder if you dare to get it?"
"explain."
"I heard from inside information that Holy Lord Qianling will accept a disciple this time!"
"Hiss!" Su Li took a breath of cold air, "Is this serious?"
"Seriously, if nothing happens, the news will come out this afternoon."
"So?" Su Li narrowed his eyes.
"So, how about we have a big one!"
"How to say?"
Xiong Da: "I have listed ten people who are the favorites to win the championship. If nothing else happens, Holy Lord Qianling will recruit disciples from these ten people."
Su Li picked up the ten portraits and took a look at them, frowning slightly: "Nima, you are still a soul painter, can the portraits you paint be more Picasso?"
"Who is Picasso?"
"A Western Painting Saint."
"Thank you for the compliment."
"Need not."
"all in all."
Xiong Da hooked Su Li's shoulder.
"This time, we select three people and place bets separately. As long as one of them is selected, we will not only get our money back, but also make a lot of money!"
"No." Su Li shook his head, "This is a typical dog-betting mentality. The risk is too great. Moreover, the recruitment of disciples at the level of Holy Master Qianling cannot be simply judged by ranking."
“That’s why the odds are great!”
Xiong Da's eyes were very excited.
"Isn't that what you said? If you win, listen to music in a brothel, but if you lose, you will work in the sea!"
"Sorry, I am a family man..." Su Li shook his head, "But..."
"But what?"
"We can suppress these ten people."
"Okay, it's up to you!"
"What about the sect competition? What are the betting odds?" Su Li asked.
"This sect competition is also interesting. There is a special betting board!"
"What?"
"Hey hey hey..."
Xiong Da smiled evilly.
"You know that the Holy Son likes the Saint, right?"
"OK."
"It is rumored that this time, the Holy Son will compete in the sect and formally express his feelings to the Saint."
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[Recommend a book written by a big boss friend.
"I was a swordsman in ancient Japan"
It is a time-travel genre, Japanese style, and the whole text has no irritating points. The plot has ups and downs, and you can't stop chasing it. The setting is extremely reasonable, the writing is extremely sophisticated, and it has a very cinematic feel. Rurouni Kenshin has a strong sense of déjà vu! 】
