In a certain Yingxian Pavilion where the isolation formation was activated, a young-looking monk nodded with relief on his face.
This was the monk who reminded Guo Jiang Fan.
Seeing the fat white man Li Tianzong who had once harmed him, now looking embarrassed and slumped on the chair, a happy smile appeared on his lips as if he had received revenge.
Heaven's way is easy to reincarnate, no one will be spared by heaven.
Li Tianzong!
You have today too!
On the gambling table, Jiang Fan's expression was neither sad nor happy, extremely calm.
An expected ending would hardly make his heart waver.
He even yawned and tried to go back to sleep.
Li Qingshan stood behind him, his eyes showing undisguised excitement and joy.
Even now, the three-color light beam has dissipated, he can still hear the thumping heartbeat in his chest.
So exciting!
After Senior Brother Jiang entered the game, he had always thought that he would suffer a huge loss of blood.
And the subsequent development process is also heading towards this result.
However, what I never expected was that at the last critical moment, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.
Senior Brother Jiang won!
The victory was very thorough. The three spiritual roots of gold, fire and wind did not guess one more attribute, nor did they guess one less attribute.
It was as if he had clearly determined from the beginning what the spiritual root in the boy's body looked like.
Thinking of this, Li Qingshan looked at Jiang Fan's unruffled expression and realized deeply the meaning of the words "impenetrable".
Xiaoqin, the maid in white, stood beside Li Qingshan.
While Jiang Fan was sleeping, she had already taken turns with her sisters.
Before Jiang Fan woke up, she happened to return to this place again.
She seemed calm on the surface at this time, but the smile in the corners of her eyes was revealed unknowingly.
When Xiaoqin thought of the attitude of the immortal master named Jiang towards her, she felt happy for him from the bottom of her heart.
In the other party, she felt respect for a mortal like herself that other immortal masters did not have.
He is not as aloof and bossy as other immortal masters.
Because she had some inexplicable confidence in Jiang Fan from the beginning, although she was shocked, she didn't lose her composure like others.
It seemed that Jiang Fan was supposed to win this bet.
She looked at Jiang Fan silently, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
His guess was indeed correct. This Immortal Master Jiang was indeed a person who was very good at creating miracles.
Sikong Yueling's eyelashes trembled in the Tianzi-level Yingxian Pavilion a little further away, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
Among everyone present, except Jiang Fan, she was the calmest.
The girl in green tilted her head slightly and looked at Jiang Fan on the gambling table in the distance through the gap between the windows and the isolation formation.
The other party seemed to feel something in his heart and looked up at the same time.
The two people's eyes met in the air, and then they both smiled in tacit understanding.
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On the gambling table, the uncle-faced monk who was responsible for guiding the process slowly walked up the stairs.
He first glanced at Jiang Fan, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated.
Shock, curiosity, confusion, relief...it's all there.
He stared at Jiang Fan quietly for a moment, then turned his head back to straightness and walked up to the fat white monk.
Then, expressionlessly, he took out a pure white storage jade bracelet and said:
"The results of this bet are out. According to the rules, you should now transfer 45,072 spirit stones to this storage jade bracelet."
At this moment, the fat white monk was still slumped on the chair, in a daze, and turned a deaf ear to the words of the uncle-faced monk.
I don’t know if I really didn’t hear it or if I was pretending to be deaf and dumb.
Seeing this, the uncle-faced monk frowned, and then repeated his previous words.
The fat white monk still made no movement.
The uncle-faced monk finally became impatient. His face was gloomy, and his words contained a trace of evil spirit:
"Li Tianzong, do you intend to challenge the majesty of the owner of this place?"
As soon as these words came out, Fatty Bai's body shook suddenly.
He knew he couldn't pretend anymore, so he sat up slowly with a sad face.
Then, with trembling hands, he took the pure white storage jade bracelet from the uncle-faced monk's hand, and transferred the corresponding number of spiritual stones in the storage jade bracelet originally lying on his wrist into it.
After doing all this, he lowered his head and stared at the pure white storage jade bracelet reluctantly, as if he didn't want to hand it over at all.
Seeing this, the uncle-faced monk snorted coldly, and an invisible aura came out, shocking the fat white monk's mind and causing him to fall into a brief state of unconsciousness.
Then, he reached out and took the storage jade bracelet containing more than 40,000 spiritual stones into his hands. He checked it with his spiritual sense. After confirming that the number was correct, he turned and walked towards Jiang Fan.
Until this moment, Jiang Fan's heart was finally no longer calm.
He stared at the storage jade bracelet in the uncle-faced monk's hand, his expression slightly excited.
In a few seconds, he will receive a huge amount of money...
At this moment, all the monks in the Yunling Hall hall were silently watching this scene.
No matter what their previous moods were, they all showed the same look at this time: envy... and jealousy!
Their eyes were filled with lemons and they kept swallowing saliva, only wishing that they were not that young monk.
The uncle-faced monk finally walked up to Jiang Fan. He paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand and handed the pure white jade storage bracelet into his hand. He lowered his head slightly and said:
"Distinguished guest from Tianzi Pavilion on the 19th, this jade storage bracelet is the bet you won in this round of gambling."
"After deducting the 5% service fee, there are still a total of 42,818 spirit stones. Please confirm."
Hearing this number, Jiang Fan was excited but also felt a little distressed.
In one gambling game, more than two thousand spirit stones were collected as service fees...
No wonder you were able to build this place so exquisitely luxurious and full of fairy spirit.
However, Jiang Fan also knew that this was a normal charge, so he didn't say much.
He took a deep breath and calmed down, and then his spiritual consciousness penetrated into the storage space of the pure white jade storage bracelet.
After the previous experience of being close to huge amounts of spiritual stones, this time he quickly pulled his mind out of the sea of sparkling spiritual stones and began to count the numbers.
The uncle-faced monk was very responsible and had taken careful inventory before.
Not one too many, not too little, the number is very accurate.
Exactly 42,818 spirit stones.
Jiang Fan's spiritual consciousness returned to his body and nodded towards the other party.
Seeing this, the uncle-faced monk bowed.
After doing this, his mission has been completely completed.
Jiang Fan watched the uncle-faced monk's back disappear from the stairs, then looked back, turned his head, and looked at the fat white monk who had come to his senses and lost his mind.
Now that the spiritual stone as a bet has been obtained, it is time to talk to the other party about the matter of kowtow three times to apologize.
Chapter 118 The dust has settled and the bets have been collected
