Fairyland Pure Land playing mud in the lower realm

Chapter 239

It was precisely because he was used to seeing good things that Mo You took the diary and bet against him for only Lingshi, which made the craftsman show disdain.

Only a craftsman who hasn't gotten started will regard spirit stones as important. As long as there is a bit of talent, who would lack such things as spirit stones?
What's more, the number reported by Mo You can only be regarded as nothing more than that to him.

Although his expression was very disdainful, the craftsman still nodded and agreed.

Don't take advantage of the bastard, this craftsman is not so noble.

The movement at the door attracted the attention of the people in the store, and then Mo You saw a man somewhat similar to the craftsman coming out of the store, holding a ball of metal that had just been quenched in his hand.

"Old Ancestor, what happened?"

The monk who came out later asked the craftsman respectfully, and the craftsman waved his hand to indicate that there was nothing wrong.

"You go back and work on your stuff."

The monk who appeared after that glanced at Mo You suspiciously, although he had doubts in his heart, he didn't say anything, and went back obediently.

Later, Mo You saw that the craftsman smiled at Mo You, and then said.

"He's the owner of the store."

The craftsman looked at Mo You, as if waiting for her reaction.

Mo You blinked his eyes, and it took him a long time to figure out what the craftsman was trying to say.

The location of this store can't be said to be good or bad. The store is uniformly regulated, with a small appearance and no distinctive features.

The truly powerful craftsmen in the city have their own unique storefronts, not to mention the interior space, even the facades are magnificent.

So the craftsman looked at Mo You with a look of optimism at the moment, probably regretting it after waiting for Mo You to react.

He thought that Mo You came here to kick the restaurant because he was rushing to 'torture vegetables', but now he stood up and said that there were no 'vegetables' here, but his 'dragon'.

He was waiting for Mo You's reaction, waiting for Mo You to show emotions such as remorse, panic, and bewilderment.

But no, Mo You didn't change after waiting for a long time, which made the craftsman very unhappy.

"Are you a fool? Didn't you understand me? I'm not the craftsman behind this little door!"

Mo You nodded, wanting to ask: Then what?
He was even more annoyed when he saw Mo You's reticent appearance, but after thinking about it, he suppressed his temper again.

That's fine, what if I scare her away and stop betting against him?
So the craftsman raised his chin and restrained his temper.

"Tell me how you want to bet."

Mo You turned around, looked around, met the eyes of a monk with a mustache holding a booklet, and waved to him.

The monk was originally listening to the corner, and he listened quite seriously.

Then suddenly he heard the person in the corner beckoning to him. He didn't know Mo You, but since everyone called him, he came over without hesitation.

Holding the brochure, he walked over with a smile on his face, and greeted him before he even got to him.

"Linger, you are well, and this senior is well."

Everyone can see that Mo You's bone age is young, and some monks with low realms will call Mo You a "dao friend" because of the age gap, but some people are very "rule", even if they can tell Mo You at a glance Even when he was young, the other party would call Mo You 'senior'.

This monk with mustache is the one who 'observes the rules', he smiles half-short when he sees people, and his waist is half a head short.As a very old foundation-building period, he treats the monks whose realms are broken by him very respectfully.

The forest master glanced at the booklet in the mustache's hand, and then he understood his identity, and then sneered at Mo You.

"It's still prepared."

He obviously misunderstood, and misunderstood that the mustache was found by Mo You.

After hearing this, Mo You didn't explain, but took out the note again, and raised his hand to pass it to the mustache.

The refiners in Copper Pillar City also have rules for betting against each other, usually requiring a third party as a witness.

This mustache is someone from a certain gambling house in this city. Usually, when he comes to this street, he is either called to host the betting, or he listens to the wind to host the betting game.

It's just that Mo You didn't find the mustache. The reason why he wandered around this street was that his performance this month was not enough and he wanted to come out to try his luck.

Who would have thought that it was just to try his luck, but he would meet a high-end game!

Now he still doesn't know the direction of this gamble, he is just happy to see Lin Qishi betting against others, and he will have another performance in his account!

As a monk, it must be profitable to do this kind of thing. As a witness, they can get a generous reward no matter whether they are a third party or a banker. The more high-end the game, the better they get more.

Therefore, seeing Lin Qishi betting against others, Ba Zihu can be said to be extremely happy!
Seeing that Mo You first sent him the betting items for evaluation and registration, he did not hesitate, and respectfully reached out to take the items.

But he didn't want Lin Qishi to suddenly reach out to snatch the note.

Mo You's reaction was still very fast, and when the forester's hand was about to touch the note, he immediately retracted the note, causing the forester's hand to fly away, and then the two people's eyes met in the air, with mustaches I am also a little confused at the moment.

The atmosphere was deadlocked for two breaths, and Lin Qishi first withdrew his hand and said.

"No need to register, just start."

The mustache spoke hesitantly.

"This... does not conform to the rules..."

A storage bag was thrown directly into Bazihu's arms, Bazihu ​​caught it in a hurry, and then inspected it. After confirming the number of spirit stones inside, Bazihu's eyes widened.

"Just write mine down."

After saying this, the forest tool master looked at Mo You threateningly and said.

"I don't think anyone would dare to take the account of a master craftsman."

Of course Mo You wouldn't renege on his debts, but there was one thing that made Mo You a little tangled up.

"Refining, master?"

Lin Qishi narrowed his eyes, took a moment to understand what Mo You meant, and instantly became angry from embarrassment, but it was difficult to express it.

He advertised himself as a master craftsman, but Mo You directly pointed out that he was not.

Not everyone can use the title of master.

Although some people will use the title of master for the sake of flattery, in fact, the master of the cultivation world refers to the existence at the peak.

Mo You can be called a master because her alchemy skills are extremely outstanding, and she can refine 100% of the top-grade pills. It also has the potential to become a master.

But if this forester wants to be called a master, he is really overconfident.

The forest master was very angry, but he couldn't refute this.

Lin Qishi is used to being sought after by others, and others also call him master, and he has long been used to it. Today, being mentioned so abruptly by Mo You, he couldn't hold back, and became a little angry from embarrassment.

Bazihu ​​saw that Lin Qishi was angry, and turned to look at Mo You.

The mustache had heard of Mo You's reputation as a preacher, but he had never seen anyone.

He is not a formation master, and he is not interested in the formation technique. He has his own way, even if he heard that Mo You explained it in detail, even Xiaobai could understand it, so he didn't buy a photo stone to have a look.

So the mustache didn't know Mo You, but he didn't dare to offend Mo You.

After all, to be able to bet against an existence like Lin Qishi, there must be two brushes!

So even if Mustache didn't know Mo You, his attitude was still respectful.

It was also because of this that after discovering that Lin Qishi was furious, he didn't dare to stand up and charge forward, so he could only smile and talk in embarrassment.

"Two, where are you going to bet against?"

Mo You looked at Lin Qishi. Lin Qishi might be too angry, so he also forgot the previous idea of ​​wanting to keep a low profile, and said directly to Bazihu ​​angrily.

"Go to the arena!"

Mo You smiled and did not refute.

So, when the forest master stood on the ring, he saw the huge crowd below, then looked at Mo You who was standing on the side, and finally glanced at the craftsmen and the children of the aristocratic families who left the shop to join in the fun, At this moment, the forest master regretted it.

Lin Qishi wants to hide the winning of this bet because he doesn't want others to know.

Not only did he not want other monks to know, but he also didn't want his own family to know.

When the other monks knew about it, even if they were greedy, they couldn't help it.

And if his family knew about it, then this note might not be just his own!

As a son of a family, he is willing to seek benefits for his family, but for him, he is the most important.

Only when you become stronger can your family value yourself, and you can obtain more benefits and have more rights.

So he is bound to get that book, but he doesn't want others to see and learn it too!
But now it was hard to get off the tiger, the forest master could only grit his teeth and decided to take one step at a time.

For gambling, there is nothing to say about this. The two parties choose a topic, refine the weapon according to the extracted topic, and finally compare whoever refines the better thing, and whoever fits the topic better wins.

This topic was drawn by the forester, and the drawn paper was drawn with mustache.

The white paper that was folded squarely was unfolded, and two large characters piercing through the back of the paper were revealed in front of everyone's eyes - Qian Kun.

Qiankun is a major classification in the refining device, there are Qiankun in it, and it changes endlessly.

Among them, storage bags are the most basic in the Qiankun category.

As soon as they saw the word Qiankun, the crowd watching the excitement below became commotion, and everyone whispered to each other, gearing up.

On the other hand, the refiners frowned subconsciously when they saw these two words.

Lin Qishi also frowned when he saw these two words, but it soon unfolded.

Magical artifacts of the Qiankun type are relatively easy to make, but extremely difficult to make them shine.

It is easy to do because there is a material called Qiankun Stone in the realm of comprehension. As long as a little bit of Qiankun Stone is used in the refining process, the magic weapon can be given the space attribute.

If you want a larger space, add a little more Qiankun Stone, and if you want a smaller space, add a little less. There is almost no technical content, and storage bags are such creations.

But if you want to do well, it's not easy.

After all, the attribute of space is the most difficult to control. If you want to add your own ideas to the fragile space, it is more difficult than building a water sword with water.

But Lin Qishi thought about it again and became proud again.

Although it is difficult to forge magic tools like Qiankun, he still has some confidence.

On the contrary, Mo You, a little brat, what kind of tricks can she make!

Therefore, Lin Qishi was confident, then raised his chin, looked down at Mo You, and said to Mo You as if giving alms.

"Don't say I'm bullying you, I can give you a little time to buy a few more Qiankun Stones!"

Lin Qishi's words seemed generous, but they were actually very insulting.

(End of this chapter)