There is a way that there is no waste in the world, only misplaced treasures.

The useless ink silkworm jade is best used as a dice cup, as long as there is a faint touch of mana, it will immediately shatter.

Add a Broken God Dust Array, and special dice, and this field makes it impossible for the Dragon Tiger Monk to cheat.

"Hehe, but this can prevent you group of dragon and tiger monks, and it may not be able to prevent my means!"

He Qi's eyes were shining, and he was calculating in his heart, and a trace of different-colored flames danced in his eyes, and he saw that in the void, countless tiny particles of tiny dust were hanging in the air.

Even after seeing these prohibitions, He Qi still quietly released a wisp of extremely weak divine sense.

The divine consciousness is extremely weak, as if magnetic, attracting the fine dust in the void to cling to it.

"No, it's still too strong, when the adsorption is enough, the Broken God Dust Array will be activated, even if it can be concealed from the monks here, but the Broken God Dust Array will remind all the monks present to use their divine sense. ”

"Weakness, Weakness"

He Qi's divine consciousness was delicate and mellow, and when it was reduced by nearly three points on this basis, the faint attraction disappeared.

The countless motes in the void around the divine consciousness were all still, and the divine consciousness was weak, and the spiritual power that could be detected and controlled was also weak.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the divine consciousness finally slowly touched the dice cup.

"Ink silkworm jade, this dice cup is all made of dice, I can't imagine that this is a little troublesome, but it's difficult for me, sit and wait for the wind to come, and I can take advantage of the gust of wind to release spiritual power. ”

To control the dice in the dice cup, in addition to the divine sense, you also need to have spiritual power, the spiritual power is weak, not enough to control the dice, the spiritual power exceeds the level of the first layer of spiritual attraction, and the dice cup made of ink silkworm jade will be broken.

Even if it is weakened to half of the first level of the spirit induction, it will make the ink silkworm jade crack the strips, and He Qi estimates that there are only two or three chances of cheating.

Play a few more times, even if you operate carefully, you will leave flaws and be recognized.

"Bet big, bet small, bet away!" a hot-skinned nun was in the village.

However, driven by this hot atmosphere, not many people stayed on her figure, and some of the monks who were struggling and screaming were red-eyed when they lost, and some wanted to earn more if they won.

At this moment, human nature is not very controlled by itself, and on impulse, he spends a spirit stone without blinking.

"Lao Tzu's remand is small, I don't believe in this evil yet!"

"Brother let me, the old man also bet on the small!"

"Bang" A small storage bag smashed on the gaming table, and an old rickety figure squeezed out of the encirclement, stood in front, and shouted arrogantly:

"The old man has won all battles in the casino, I have to make a lot of money here today, I bet 10,000 spirit stones!"

He Qi's momentum pressed everyone, and everyone was gambling, but they didn't play so big.

The gambling steep in the casino has a mysterious confidence that comes from nowhere, and they all think that they can kill all sides in the next moment.

No one was convinced, after He Qi threw out 10,000 spirit stones, after everyone was quiet, they became excited, and some people began to place heavy bets.

Driven by the atmosphere, some words that are not just brains are said casually.

As soon as He Qi, who incarnated as a Divine Fire Daoist, said this, someone immediately retorted, "Old thing, a lot of age, don't have fun for a few years, don't be afraid to lose all the coffins here, bet me big!"

The crowd remained like a spirit stone as a stone.

"Everybody, look at it" The hot-bodied nun of the village shook the dice cup wildly, and when she gestured, a pair of ** who seemed to be about to come out of the strong clothes shook for a while.

The waves were turbulent, and everyone's eyes were not fixed on the wonderful place, but on the dice cup in her hand.

The ink silkworm jade just can't withstand the spiritual power, and from the perspective of ordinary mortals, it is still extremely strong, and this female cultivator pressed down with her hand, and everyone's heartbeat accelerated by a point.

"Open, open, open"

The red-clothed nun slowly lifted the dice cup, and in an instant some people were proud and some scolded her mother.

"Bumped into the evil, your mother, and lost again!"

"Your uncle, the old man hunts geese every day, and today he was pecked in the eye by the geese! The old man doesn't believe in evil, no matter how young I am. ”

He Qi's self-confidence inspired a thirty-year-old man beside him, who wiped the sweat on his head, gritted his teeth, and followed He Qi to place a note of three thousand high-grade spirit stones.

The sound of the dice swaying in the dice cup was exciting, and then a pair of slender white hands slowly uncovered the dice cup again, and the nervous face of the man next to him turned white, obviously losing again.

"Come again!" He Qi, who incarnated as a Divine Fire Dao person, was annoyed and angry, and made another bet on the small one.

The man next to He got up hesitated, but he still couldn't control himself, and then made another bet.

"Open, open, open, open"

After the crowd screamed, an old voice rang out like a bell, and He Qi was furious, and shouted, "Deceit, deceit, deceit, you deceive." ”

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the female cultivator with a hot body holding the dice cup, "Fellow Daoist, look at where this is, this is the Immortal Pavilion, it is the treasure land of Xuanling Daoyou and Brother Wei, will someone cheat here?"

He Qi, who was incarnated as a Divine Fire Daoist, looked furious, "Don't move out of Xuan Ling and Wei Wangye to suppress the old man, I am not afraid of the old man, if you have no ghosts in your heart, you can change me to try it in a three-handed village!"

When the hot female cultivator heard this, a contemptuous smile appeared on her face: "Old fellow, which coffin board didn't cover you and ran out of you, the old immortal, just because you also want to be a village?"

"I'm weak-hearted, I'm scared, I don't dare to let the old man sit in the village, right?"

He Qi blew his beard and glared, "You can sit in the village as a girl, why can't the old man." ”

He Qi is strong.

"Old fellow, you don't know the Red Cloud Fairy, she is the favorite concubine of Yang Ling Zhenren. Someone kindly reminded.

"Yang Ling Real ...... , the casino has no father and son...... There is no dignity in the casino...... Yang Ling's predecessors are here, and the old man is also rushing to grab the three villages. ”

The Divine Fire Dao aura weakened a lot, but he still didn't let go of it.

"Old thing, you are yelling fart, you are a villager, can you afford to lose it?"

He Qi, who incarnated as a Divine Fire Dao person, seemed to be stimulated, jumped up, took off a storage bag, and with a flash of light, pieces of top-grade spirit stones flew out.

This is a higher-grade spirit stone than a high-grade spirit stone, and this level of spirit stone is not used as a hard currency to spend, but as a collection, as a power to drive the large array, or as a spar in a high-level puppet.

"Do you know? Have you seen it? Do you know what it is?"

The Divine Fire Dao people were extremely proud. He asked and answered: "This is the best spirit stone!"

"There are also 150,000 high-grade spirit stones! plus this sword of your grandfather and mine, as well as the VIP token personally given by this Xuanling Taoist friend, boy, tell me, do you have the capital of your grandfather and I to build a village!"

The Seven Killing Sword was thrown out by He Qi and thrown on the gambling table, with a strong murderous aura overflowing.

"The magic weapon is a top-grade magic weapon, or an eighth-order magic weapon that is only one line weaker than the best magic weapon. The man who had just sarcastically congratulated him instantly confessed.

Some people looked greedily at the storage bag, there were more than 100,000 high-grade spirit stones in it, and some people greedily looked at the Seven Killing Sword, which was a high-grade magic weapon.

(End of chapter)