I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 108 Eight weirdos, taking advantage of the opportunity to bet on stones

An unparalleled duel between two origin magic geniuses.

This is the cover they intend to use to attract people.

To do this, one must first become a "Genius Technique Genius" known by most practitioners in the Holy City through the method of gambling on stones.

Ye Fan has mastered the "Yuan Tian Book" passed down by the Yuan Tianshi lineage. Coupled with his own extraordinary talent, his Yuan Shu attainments have already surpassed many masters who practice Yuan Shu. He is a genuine Yuan Shu genius. He is just waiting to be cut out. Immortal treasures and divine objects can make you famous in one fell swoop.

But Fu Jin's situation is completely different. He is not proficient in source magic, and he can guess ten times out of ten, all relying on his own induction of life essence. If he wants to make a big splash, he can't cut out the elixir of immortality that contains a huge amount of vitality.

"Are you really sure?" Pang Bo, who was following behind, had doubt written all over his face.

After Fu Jin and Ye Fan made up their minds, the four people and one dog were divided into three teams, playing the roles of winner, loser and banker respectively.

The banker is determined to be the same and Li Heishui is in charge, but the winner and loser are not fixed, depending on the amount of the bet to be determined between Fu Jin and Ye Fan.

"Take a look first before talking." Fu Jinyi changed his appearance and put on a new face. He also borrowed the brilliance from the dragon monument to cover it up and restrained all his energy.

As his assistant and follower, Pang Bo also used the ancient scriptures of the Demon Emperor to change his aura. From the original appearance that could still be seen as somewhat human-like, he completely turned into a humanoid demon. The terrifying demon aura spread, making Many people's expressions changed and they made way for the two of them from afar.

"Also, remember my current name."

Fu Jin was dressed in white clothes and snow, holding a folding fan in his hand. He was dressed like a romantic young man. When he raised his hand, he could vaguely smell the aura of a descendant of the imperial bloodline. He was unparalleled in dignity, standing out from the crowd like a flock of chickens, and stood out in the crowd.

"But we have the opportunity." Pang Bo called out Fu Jin's pseudonym.

A master and a servant wandered outside the stone squares of various holy places.

When they arrived at the stone square of Daoyi Holy Land, the shouts coming from inside caught their attention.

"Xenogeneic source, heterogeneous source again."

"Isn't such a big piece worth nearly ten thousand catties?"

"What are the backgrounds of these people?"

The stone square of Daoyi Holy Land was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. It was full of practitioners, and there were constant discussions.

Fu Jin's eyes moved slightly, and he and Pang Bo stopped in front of the door, and learned from the crowd what was happening in the stone workshop.

"I don't know where eight weirdos came from. They were gambling on stones in the stone square of Daoyi Holy Land, threatening to win their saint."

Tao Yi Saint.

When Fu Jin came out of the underground palace to overcome the tribulation, he also had a distant relationship with her. After the death of Holy Son Dao Yi in his hands, the possibility of this holy lady taking over the position of Holy Lord in the future is still new. Dao Yi is above the Holy Son.

Those who dare to arrogantly talk about winning away from such people either have brain problems, or they are very brave.

Judging from the current situation, these eight people are likely to belong to the latter.

"Go in and have a look."

Pang Bo led the way, like a majestic hill carving a path for Fu Jin to pass calmly.

Under constant glares, Fu Jin came to the fifth stone garden.

There are ancient trees here, cobblestone paths are paved, and streams are flowing through it. It seems quiet and quiet, but now it is crowded with people and there is a lot more noise.

At the edge of the water, eight strange men in tattered clothes, looking like beggars, with disheveled hair, picked up the pebbles on the ground and dissected them, and large pieces of crystal brilliance rose from their palms.

Fu Jin noticed that when several people dissected the source stone, their hands glowed with the same golden light as when Ye Fan cut the stone, and he suddenly understood.

These eight weirdos all practice the art of origin.

Amidst the bursts of exclamations, someone noticed Fu Jin by the stream.

"Look at this handsome and majestic brother. Are you here to gamble on stones too?" A young man in purple walked over slowly. The crowd in front of him spontaneously gave way to a path, with a bit of surprise in his deep eyes. Ask politely.

"It's Yao Yuekong, the young master of Tianyao Palace."

"It is rumored that he was born with a celestial demon body."

"Who is that young man?"

Following the words of the young man in purple, many people looked at Fu Jin.At first glance, I discovered that this handsome young man in white clothes actually had an incomprehensible feeling, and the noble aura exuding from his body was stronger and more intense than that of Yao Yuekong, just like a statue. The ancient emperor is dormant.

"It depends on my mood." Fu Jin waved his fan calmly and responded with a smile.

"My young master never bets with mediocre people." Pang Bo stood in front of Fu Jin and waved his sleeves lightly.

Sensing the terrifying demonic aura on Pang Bo's body that was not beneath him, Yao Yuekong's expression was shaken.

Even such a great demon is just a servant. What is the origin and identity of this young man in white?

"I wonder what my brother is feeling right now?" Yao Yuekong stopped approaching and asked with the same smile.

Fu Jin looked at the eight weirdos who were still picking stones not far away, showing a somewhat interested expression.

"You can take action once."

Such an arrogant attitude made many people around him look strange, and there were comments, making people ignore the eight weirdos, and more eyes fell on Fu Jin.

They had been watching here for a long time and knew very well what these weirdos were capable of. Was this unknown young man planning to bet against them?

"Since brother is interested, I will be a matchmaker." Yao Yuekong nodded slightly to the entourage beside him, and the man left the two of them and hurried towards the eight weirdos. After a brief exchange, he said Intention.

After hearing that someone was going to bet on stones with them, the eight weirdos stopped and strode towards this side.

"You want to gamble with me?" The weirdo in charge smelled sour and hadn't been cleaned for an unknown period of time, which made many people frown.

"My young master takes action once a day. You are lucky and will get the opportunity today." Pang Bo was beating his drum in his heart, but seeing Fu Jin's relaxed appearance, he mustered up the courage to speak, and his voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the room. In everyone's ears.

As for why they take action once a day, this is what the two of them have agreed upon. After all, Fu Jin has no Tongyuan Technique and takes too many actions. If he misses once, the play will be completely unplayable.

If it were an ordinary person, hearing such a tone, he would definitely be furious, but this weirdo dressed in strange clothes, instead nodded with excitement:

"Come on, come on, I'll bet with you."

"Brother, there are still brothers."

"What will we do if you bet with him?"

"Bitterness."

The other seven weirdos complained incessantly.

"Since you two have no opinion, let me make the judgment." Yao Yuekong was about to take this opportunity to find out the details of Fu Jin.

"You still don't know your brother's name?"

"But I have the opportunity." Fu Jin said his pseudonym.

The weirdo in charge understood the meaning and laughed:
“If we don’t compete for the opportunity, the next generation will develop it, and the first one will arrive?

"Then I'm welcome."

The weirdo glanced at the stone carvings on the pool.

Erlong Xizhu.

The clear stream water spit out from Erlong's mouth and splashed on a dusty stone bead.

"I chose it."

The strange man threw down hundreds of kilograms of gold to the old Taoist nun from Daoyi Holy Land who was watching the movement and took out the stone beads.

Fu Jin's heart moved slightly, but it was not as direct as the other party's.

He walked among the many piled stones, and the folding fan in his hand seemed to hit the stones one by one inadvertently. The ancient scriptures were quietly turning around, and the aura of the great road radiated from his body, sensing the vitality in each stone.

Suddenly, he stopped walking and looked at the stone half-immersed in the water in front of him.

"It's just you."

(End of this chapter)