Text Text_[Chapter 1167]: 10,000 people gamble on "Down"
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[Chapter 1167]: 10,000 people gamble on "Part II"
Fang Huaqian is extremely "smart", and he wants to teach Fang Zhi, an arrogant erector, a hard lesson in front of everyone.
At this time, seeing that Fang Zhi actually "entered the urn", he was very happy, for fear of missing this good opportunity, and took advantage of the situation.
Fang Huakun even threw out a wild word: "Whatever you want to bet, I will accompany you to the end!"
"It's a little interesting, this son is still pretending at this time, it seems that he really has the ability, how do you want to bet?"
"Tell me about your game, and let me wait, and if it's appropriate, there's no harm in participating. โ
Many of the people in the ancestral land have shown great interest in gambling.
Fang Zhi felt a little happy in his heart, and chuckled: "You might as well bet on what grade of spirit tree I can get, if you bet on the right one, I will return it twice, how about it?" If you bet wrong, all your bets will be mine, how about it?"
This is a hard-won opportunity to cheat people.
Fang Zhi naturally didn't want to miss it.
Fang Wen and Fang Chenpeng both had the same complexion, revealing a different color.
Fang Wen glanced at Fang Zhi, his calm gaze as if he was questioning silently.
This gaze was vaguely telling Fang Zhi, little guy, don't play with it.
If you play big, I'm not going to help you clean up the mess.
Fang Zhi replied with a reassuring look.
When many clansmen heard Fang Zhi's words, there was a sound of surprise, obviously everyone was very surprised by Fang Zhi's proposal.
"Hehe, if I bet on a holy soldier, will you pay for it?" Fang Huakun noticed the flaw in the gambling game and scoffed.
A clansman who has not yet defined the grade of the Dao Tree in exile, how much wealth can he have?
They are all born in the Zhongzhou Fang family, and they all have heavy treasures and thousands of waists.
Fang Huakun actually despised Fang Zhi for being a poor ghost.
Fang Huaqian secretly praised his brother's wit, and also mocked Fang Zhidao: "That's right, I don't know how much property this clan brother has?"
"As long as you can afford to bet, you can definitely afford to pay in the next place, and the little brother is not talented...... There are still tens of millions of immortal jade in the storage bag, and there are several holy treasures, and the holy pill ...... What's more, I just obtained the many treasures left by the Non-Night Saint Venerable, and I can definitely afford to pay for it. Fang Zhi spoke lightly, but in his heart he was cheering and dancing.
It feels good to be rich, and I am full of confidence when I speak.
As soon as tens of millions of immortal jade and non-night saint tombs came out, they immediately set off an uproar.
Even Fang Wen glanced at Fang Zhi in astonishment.
This little guy is only in the Void Realm, and he has tens of millions of immortal jade?
Still carrying several holy treasures and holy pills?
"Non-Night Saint Venerable?" Fang Wen captured the important information and asked, "You went to the tomb of the generals. โ
"Yes. Fang Zhi replied.
"You have obtained the inheritance of the Non-Night Saint Venerable?" Fang Wen asked again, his expression clearly a little moved.
Fang Zhi shook his head and replied euphemistically, "Sort of." โ
At present, he has only obtained the creation in the Qingshui Divine Pool, and the true Martial Saint Inheritance is at the top of the Divine Tree in the Saint Venerable's Tomb.
After such a long time, Fang Ming must have come out of the Life Refining Division, and it is very likely that he is now waiting for the rabbit outside.
Only by separating the winner from Fang Ming can he decide who can obtain the inheritance of the Non-Night Saint Venerable.
"It's kind of interesting, kind of funny. Fang Wen glanced at Fang Zhi meaningfully, and muttered this.
In the ancestral land of the Fang family in Zhongzhou, many clansmen have heard of the name of the Non-Night Holy Venerable.
Especially that poem, it has been Mu Dao since childhood.
Eternal non-night solitary light, vow to sweep Sakai to restore the heavens!
How heroic!
Fang Zhi's words surprised many people in the Fang family.
"This son actually got the inheritance of the Night Saint Venerable?"
"The cemetery of the Non-Night Saint Venerable is said to be in the tomb of the generals, could it be that the tomb of the generals has been opened?"
"Shhh...... Fei Ye Saint Venerable's original peerless talent was enough to compare with the contemporary God King Fang Zhantian, and this son actually obtained his creation?"
"No wonder this son is so confident, it turns out that he does have the strength to rely on. โ
The people of the Fang clan all woke up in unison, and the eyes of many Fang clan people looking at Fang Zhi were already a little different.
When Fang Huakun and Fang Huaqian learned of this, their souls set off ripples.
Of the three clans of the Fang family, every young handsome man longed for the inheritance of the Non-Night Saint Venerable.
Because it's an opportunity to be reborn.
But now......
The creation of the Tomb of the Night Saint Venerable was actually taken away by a wanderer.
Especially since this person did not deal with the two, the two brothers had a strong fire of jealousy in their hearts.
Fang Huakun was sonorous and powerful, and said: "If you open a bet, I want to ask Mozu to be a notary!"
"With Mozu as a notary, I will accompany you to make a big gamble!" Fang Huaqian took the opportunity to speak, insisting on slapping Fang Zhi's face in his heart.
You must step on Fang Zhi's face today!
Fang Zhi didn't answer this time, but looked at Fang Wen and asked him what he meant.
I don't know that Fang Wen's expression is impermanent, and he said calmly: "You give the bet to me, if this son loses and can't afford to lose, I will pay the bet on his behalf!"
As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.
Fang Wen's words could be regarded as euphemistically standing on Fang Zhi's side.
The souls of the two brothers, Fang Huaqian and Fang Huakun, rippled, and they felt great pressure at this moment.
The last ancestor actually supported this son so much, and the two brothers immediately calmed down, and they were afraid.
But at this moment, many clansmen threw treasures one after another.
"I bet 100,000 immortal jade, bet on this son to get the Heavenly Spirit Human Tree!"
"I'll bet on a six-grade Heavenly Dragon Sheng Blood Pill, and bet on this son to get the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Tree!"
"I bet 200,000 immortal jade, and bet on this son to get the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Tree!"
"I'm betting 50 million yuan on crystals, betting that this son will get the ninth grade of the Earth Spirit Tree!"
"I'm betting on millions of immortal jade, betting on this son to get the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Tree!"
When the people of the Fang clan heard the promise of the last ancestor Fang Wen, they were excited, and they all came with great interest.
Many people do not hesitate to place bets.
All of a sudden, the people of the Sixty Cheng Clan believed that Fang Zhi would be able to obtain the Heavenly Spirit Ancient Tree.
The Sancheng clan believed that Fang Zhi would be able to obtain the Heavenly Spirit Immortal Tree.
The remaining Yicheng clansmen were suspicious of Fang Zhi's origin, believing that Fang Zhi's exiled clansmen, even if they obtained the inheritance of the Non-Night Saint Venerable, they could only obtain the Nine Grades of the Earth Spirit Tree.
There are only three of them, and they think that Fang Zhi can obtain the Heavenly Spirit Immortal Tree!
The three of them only pledged money, and the total amount was only more than 500,000 immortal jade.
These clansmen sent one storage bag after another to Mozu Fang Wen's body.
Countless storage bags form a small hill.
There are nearly 200 people from the clan who gamble!
The rest of the clan were all watching.
A total of six million immortal jade bets have been bet on!
There are two seven-grade Baodan, and fifteen six-grade Baodan.
There are also people who bet on a few high-grade Taoist soldiers.
When Fang Zhi saw the mountains of storage bags, the corners of his mouth immediately raised, and today he could get a lot of money!
Fang Zhi keenly noticed that the two brothers Fang Huakun and Fang Huaqian were not betting, and immediately laughed sarcastically: "Didn't the two clan brothers say that they want to gamble on heavy treasures?