Sister, I don't want to work hard

Chapter 136
Including Qin Muling, there were nine monks participating in the game.

The points offered by each family vary, and the most powerful of them is an unremarkable old man in gray clothes, short and chubby, with a cultivation base at the peak of the Infant Transformation Realm. .

He alone scored seventeen points, and the rest of the cultivators had highs and lows, but Qin Muling's luck this time seemed to be not very good, only three points were scored, and there was no doubt that he was at the bottom.

As a result, the five jade chips in front of Qin Muling were easily taken away by the other party. Of course, he didn't care much, and continued to throw five chips away.

"Fellow Daoists, accept it!"

The gray-clothed old man let out a hoarse laughter, while the rest of the people had different expressions, either indifferent, gnashing their teeth, or gloomy eyes.

Based on their level of cultivation, a 200 yuan high-grade spirit stone is not too much, and not too little.It's not that I can't afford to lose, but losing money is not a happy thing after all.

At the beginning of the second round, the monks placed bets, ranging from fifty to two hundred spirit stones.

This time, Qin Muling's luck was slightly better, and he scored six points, still belonging to the bottom tier.

The most powerful in this round was the pair of cultivators and sisters who were good-looking. They opened fifteen o'clock and took away everyone's chips with bright smiles.

"Sister Yang, your luck is good!"

A white-clothed cultivator with a roe-headed mouse-eyed and first-level cultivation in the Infant Transformation Realm said with a smile, his eyes swept across the other's full chest like a knife, and there was a hint of pain in his tone.

This guy is quite a gambler, and he bet two hundred top-grade spirit stones at a time. Naturally, he is particularly unwilling to lose.

The pretty female cultivator squinted at him and said in a light tone: "Daoist friend Zheyin Mountain, if you feel that you are not rich, then you don't have to continue, the Yang family is a place where rules are followed, and they will not be strong. Buying and selling for a living.”

The white-clothed cultivator blushed and said slightly angrily: "Don't use words to provoke me, sir, I don't believe that I will continue to lose today! Don't talk nonsense, let's continue!"

Qin Muling glanced at the pair of sisters surnamed Yang thoughtfully, and they sounded like they belonged to the Yang family?

On the surface, they appeared to be in the middle stage of the Infant Transformation Realm, but in reality they were already at the sixth level of the Spiritual God Realm, and they were considered the strongest pair in the field.

The third round started, Qin Muling was not in a hurry, and was still the bargaining chip for the 50 yuan high-grade spirit stone.

As far as he is concerned, Zangzhuo is only temporary, as long as he is willing, it will be easy to win it back.

In this way, for more than twenty rounds in a row, Qin Muling lost, but each time he only lost 50 yuan of spirit stones, and there were still more than half of the remaining chips.

And the pair of Yang family sisters who won the most in the field were not counting their own principal, the chips in front of them had accumulated to nearly [-] spirit stones.

"Little friend, there is something wrong with this situation!"

Beside Qin Muling, a strong man with a simple and honest face gently tugged at his sleeve, and whispered with his spiritual sense: "Why do the two of them keep winning, and we all lose?"

The person who lost the worst in the game, except Qin Muling, was about to count this guy, so it was no wonder he felt unacceptable.

"Maybe, but I don't think my luck will always be this bad."

Qin Muling responded indifferently.

Since the pair of sisters belonged to the Yang family, they should have been entrusted. How can ordinary monks fight against them who have been immersed in this way for many years?
The strong man touched his forehead in confusion and looked at the chips in front of the sisters of the Yang family. He still felt unwilling, so he took out a large bag of spirit stones from the space storage bracelet and handed it to the maid beside him to exchange the chips.

Qin Muling keenly sensed that there was a faint smell of blood on the bag containing the spirit stones, and there was also a trace of black resentment, and its origin was obviously not very open.

Obviously, among the loose cultivators, there are not many people who are willing to do business and earn money honestly. On the contrary, there are many desperadoes who rob their houses and kill people. This strong man with a complete condensed core seems to be simple and honest, but in fact he is not a kind of good.

The betting continues.

"This time, I'll bet three hundred spirit stones."

After losing a few more rounds, Qin Muling seemed to lose his temper and spoke to the rest of the monks.

There was a glimmer of joy in the eyes of the sisters of the Yang family, and she said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist is refreshing, then we will pay three hundred."

The old man in gray squinted at them, his face expressionless: "Three hundred is three hundred, old man, I still have some coffin books, so I will take them out and play with friends."

The white-clothed cultivator from Zheyin Mountain looked ugly and snorted: "Get me some more chips, I don't believe my luck will always be like this!"

As he said that, he threw out a cold-blooded sword of peerless spiritual weapon, and asked the maid beside him to evaluate it, and then exchange it for chips.

This time, the tall, thin, middle-aged cultivator with the seventh-level cultivation of the Pill Condensation Realm gave [-]:[-], the Yang family sisters [-]:[-], and the strong man beside Qin Muling scored [-]:[-].

Qin Muling seemed to have finally started to transfer, scoring seventeen points, the highest in the game, and taking away the chips thrown by everyone in the first round.

"Sure enough, I knew I wouldn't keep losing."

Qin Muling smiled slightly, ignoring the expressions of the surrounding monks.

The sisters of the Yang family looked at him in amazement, but said nothing, picked up the spirit tea at hand and took two sips, waiting for the next round to start.

However, this was just the beginning. Qin Muling was out of control, scoring the highest points in the game and winning the chips one after another.

After two quarters of an hour, the white-clothed cultivator from Zheyin Mountain was empty-handed, staring at Qin Muling with a livid face.

The chips in front of the Yang family sisters have bottomed out, and they have also used a lot of their own principals. The other monks are also bleak.

Only Qin Muling had a huge stack of chips in front of him. Not only did he get back all the losses he had lost before, but he also won an additional [-] high-grade spirit stones.

"Fellow Daoists, do you want to continue?"

Qin Muling said with a smile, ignoring the murderous gazes of the surrounding monks.

"Since the little friend is interested, the old man can only accompany him to the end."

The gray-clothed old man said calmly, took out a sapphire pill bottle and handed it to the maid next to him: "There are ten Chunqinghan divine pills in it. I think I can exchange some chips, right?"

The monks around looked over, and even the sisters of the Yang family were slightly moved. Chunqinghan Divine Pill is one of the most popular types of spiritual pills. As far as these loose cultivators are concerned, they are indeed quite valuable resources.

It didn't take long for the appraiser of the casino to give the evaluation result, and the chips worth [-] high-grade spirit stones were sent to the old man in gray.

The simple and honest-looking strong man also took out two spiritual weapons of good grade, a round shield and a golden hairpin with exquisite workmanship.Don't know where it came from.

The rest of the cultivators followed suit, or exchanged chips with spirit stones, or with various magical pills and precious materials, and then continued to open the game.

Who said loose cultivators are poor?Don't these one or two look rich?
Qin Muling pondered in the bottom of his heart, the core disciples from the Supreme Dao Lineage, in their cultivation realm, their net worth basically can't compare with them, or even if they have such net worth, they will not go to the casino, and spend every cent of resources. on improving his own strength.

As for these guys in front of them, all of them are in a precarious situation, and they are in a situation where they may kill or be killed at any time, so it is extraordinarily generous to spend spirit stones.

The golden dice beat lightly, and after counting the breaths, the result came out.

It's seventeen again.

Qin Muling swept away all the chips once again, and he was not going to continue to pretend.

So after half an hour, all the monks became clean again, cleaner than a dog had licked, and all the chips were transferred to Qin Muling, almost piled up into a hill.

"Fellow Daoist, you have to know that everything is enough."

The white-clothed cultivator in Zheyin Mountain stared gloomily at Qin Muling: "Those who don't know how to advance or retreat will suffer disaster when they go out."

Qin Muling replied unceremoniously: "Why did you say this? This is a casino. Everyone is here to play, not to listen to your lectures. You shouldn't say that you can't afford to lose, right?"

The white-clothed cultivator was furious, his bloodshot eyes staring fiercely at the handsome and jade-like young man across from him, with a tendency to violently attack.

He has lost nearly [-] high-grade spirit stones in total. This is not only his entire net worth savings, but also part of the public funds of the sect. After returning, he still doesn't know how to deal with it.

He was not a kind person, and he immediately had the urge to turn his face and kill.

Qin Muling's smile did not change, and his whole body was condensed and did not let go. A treasure-level flying sword of unparalleled quality was hidden in his sleeve. As long as the other party dared to stretch his claws, he would not mind cutting it into pieces on the spot.

"Fellow Daoists, don't be impatient,"

The Yang family sisters finally said: "This is the Yang family's territory. Since everyone comes here to play, they must abide by the rules of the Yang family, otherwise our sisters will have to be sorry!"

Saying that, the momentum of the whole body rose steadily, and soon reached its peak.

The sixth-level cultivation of the Spiritual God Realm is obviously enough to deter everyone in the field.

"Well, I don't mean anything else."

The white-clothed cultivator's aura suddenly weakened, and he had the final say with a big fist. This is the most simple and straightforward game rule in the cultivation world. If you can't see the situation, you will only lose your head.

The old man in gray sighed and stood up slowly: "Since that's the case, the old man won't accompany him today! Take care of this little friend!"

The rest of the monks looked at each other and chose to quit.

"There is a good waitress with spirit wine and snacks next door. If you are not in a hurry, you can rest here and leave for free." The sisters of the Yang family said with a smile.

"Good intentions, let's meet another day!"

The old man in gray said cheerfully and sped away.

Everyone is old, what kind of routines do they have with each other, and they are all clear in their hearts, do you really dare to spend the night here?It's hard to say if I can get out of here successfully tomorrow morning.

After the rest of the cultivators left, the Yang family sisters looked at Qin Muling who was still sitting there, with a genial and charming smile on their faces:

"This little brother, do you continue to play? Or do you plan to rest here? If you continue to play, our sisters can accompany you. If you want to leave immediately, you are free, as long as you keep [-]% of the chips!"

Qin Muling stared at her calmly: "It seems that you are not a good person? You just want to take away [-]% of my chips?"

He has won more than 80 high-grade spirit stone chips, which is a rare fortune for a cultivator in the real world. If he is doing business, he will not be able to earn it in a hundred or eighty years. Of course Murder and other activities do not count.

The Yang family sisters didn't blush: "I said that this is the Yang family's territory, and everything has to be done according to the Yang family's rules. Let you pay [-]% of the chips in exchange for your own safety. I think this is quite fair to you!"

"You want to say no to the Yang family? It depends on whether you have enough strength!"

As he said that, there were several breaths of Infant Transformation and Spiritual Spiritual cultivators emerging from different corners, locking onto Qin Muling's vital points.

"You really look up to me!"

Qin Muling smiled. The casino is an important livelihood for Rijindoujin, so the power in the town is relatively stronger. A cultivator who seems to be only in the Pill Condensation Realm on the surface is obviously only to be arbitrarily slaughtered by them.

"how?"

The fearless Yang family sisters smiled and said, "I think you are also talented, brother, and your talent potential is quite good. If you are interested, why don't you stay and work for my Yang family? In the future, you will have a family as the backstage. You can run rampant on a site with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, isn’t it more comfortable than a precarious career as a loose cultivator?”

Qin Muling nodded: "Well, as long as you promise me to be the head of the Yang family, I will stay!"

"you……"

The faces of the two women changed slightly, and their voices turned cold: "I don't know how tall the boy is, since you are shameless, don't blame us for being rude!"

"Take it for me!"

After saying that, the surrounding space suddenly froze, and a little bit of fine sand fell silently on the head, covering Qin Muling's figure with more than ten thousand pounds of pressure.

It was a mesh-shaped top-quality spiritual weapon, and the person who shot it should be in the spiritual realm.But for the current Qin Muling, it was just a trick for children to play the house.

Terrifying coercion spewed out, immobilizing the spiritual weapon in mid-air, and then amidst the strong wind, two tall, burly, golden puppets of Taoist soldiers appeared in the room, holding heavy swords and giant hammers, for a round. He knocked the cultivator to the ground.

Then, the remaining few monks were also brought down by Taoist puppets, and then they imprisoned their souls with a secret method, making them unable to resist.

"A real Taoist soldier?"

The faces of the Yang family sisters changed horribly: "Why do you have such a thing? You, which major force are you a child of?"

In their place, the monks in the real world are enough to start a sect and call them ancestors. If they have the cultivation of the real realm, they can go to the wider world outside. Why do they need to stay here?
Qin Muling said indifferently, "I don't need to explain anything to you, take me to meet your owner. From now on, I will have the final say on this site!"

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