Although the sun is shining brightly today, the whole street seems to be shrouded in a gray and gloomy tone.
Ying Wuji frowned when he heard this. He couldn't stand being scared before the battle!
But he couldn't do anything to persuade her.
Without investigation, you have no right to speak. You can't point fingers at people who have participated in a battle without even fighting.
It’s just that the atmosphere is really not very good.
Arrived outside the city gate.
Ying Wuji took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms and ignited it with his true energy. The next moment, the talisman paper turned into a wisp of flying ash. The flying ash first formed smoke and hovered in the air. After a while, it finally got a response and turned into an arrow pointing in a direction.
The corners of his mouth raised, revealing a smile.
Then he swung the sword, directly creating a crack in space, and stepped into it.
…
Yucheng and the three surrounding cities are all important military towns, and are considered the second line of defense on the border between Chuyan and Chuqi.
The city is magnificent, but not very prosperous. Most of the outskirts of the city are barren mountains and wilderness, which looks quite desolate and bleak.
However, in the wilderness, there was a tavern that looked quite lively.
"Open, open!"
"Old Qingxu, I have to admit defeat. Ying Wuji has already arrived in Yucheng."
"You were being stubborn before, saying that you didn't sense the sword intent. Now that people are here, don't deny it!"
"I was wondering, how could one of the two saints die so easily? You are such a wimp, you even dared to bet that Ying Wuji would die!"
A group of people in Taoist robes were very lively.
Taoist Qingxu seemed a little embarrassed, but still unwilling to admit defeat. All he could say were words that were difficult to understand, such as "No one knows more about gambling than me," "This is called risk hedging," and "You wouldn't understand even if I told you this."
The store was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
However, he was still willing to accept the defeat, took out a large bag of silver from the wooden ring, and distributed it to the Taoists with a distressed look on his face.
As he was sending the money, he cursed, "I just can't stand you poor guys from the Yang Zhu lineage. You don't know what friendship comes first and gambling comes second. It's fine if we just have fun together, but you really want the money I give you?"
Aside.
Ying Wuji: “…”
He walked over quietly and patted Wu Shuangxu on the shoulder.
Wu Shuangxu turned his head and nodded slightly: "Here I come!"
Ying Wuji pointed at the group of Taoists and said, "I understand that you, the Yang Zhu lineage, are socializing with the Taishang Temple, but isn't it too cheap to gather together for gambling?"
Wu Shuangxu nodded in agreement: "I also think it's cheap."
Ying Wuji grinned: "Don't you care?"
“Why should I care?”
Wu Shuangxu asked back, then took out the cloth bag from his waist and shook it, and the sound of silver colliding could be heard from inside.
She pointed at the gambling table, then at her nose: "I opened it!"
Ying Wuji: “…”
Tsk!
A bunch of old people.
His cultivation has now reached the level of a pseudo-saint, and his spiritual perception is already quite terrifying. He can tell the cultivation level of these people at a glance.
Two realms of enlightenment.
Seventeen soldiers realm.
The young men with the worst cultivation were not far from breaking through to the Soldier Realm, but they still ended up like this for a few dozen taels of silver.
Wu Shuangxu said sincerely, "We in the Yang Zhu lineage are very poor, but Senior Qingxu is very rich. He is the only one from the Supreme Temple here. My fellow brothers were planning to set a trap to trick him, but I stopped them. But I didn't expect that he was so good at losing."
Ying Wuji: “…”
Okay!
At this time.
Taoist Qingxu finally distributed the money and turned to look at Ying Wuji: "Wow! You really came back alive. Come on, come on, reminisce with me."
Speaking of.
With a wave of his sleeves.
Ying Wuji suddenly felt as if the world around him was covered by a layer of film, and all his senses became blurred.
I could only faintly hear other people shouting and cursing.
"Hey! How come this old gambler took the two saints away?"
"Stop it, leave him here!"
"Eating alone all day?"
The sound became increasingly blurred, and disappeared completely in just a moment.
Ying Wuji looked at the endless void and couldn't help but praise: "Master, what a great method!"
"They are just some unpresentable trinkets!"
Taoist Qingxu smiled and waved his hand, looking at Ying Wuji up and down in surprise: "You kid really escaped intact? What on earth is going on? Tell me quickly!"
He did not dare to intervene directly in the affairs of the dynasty, for fear that the entire Taishang Temple would be harmed by the dynasty's fortune.
That's why King Li wanted to surround and kill Ying Wuji. He also secretly hated King Li for not listening to advice and letting things get to this point.
But I could only watch from the side, worried all day long, afraid that something might go wrong.
Fortunately, the person came out safely.
Ying Wuji grinned: "Actually, father didn't intend to kill me."
"Um?"
Taoist Qingxu frowned, realizing that things were not simple, and was about to ask more questions.
Ying Wuji took out a letter from his arms and interrupted him: "This is the letter that my father asked me to pass on to the Taoist priest."
"oh?"
Taoist Qingxu opened the letter and after reading it, his frown immediately relaxed a lot. He laughed and scolded: "Zhao Ji, this little second brother, is really good at acting. He actually deceived an old Taoist like me. Such a broad mind is worthy of being called a great man of his generation. I was saying, how could I win in gambling?"
Ying Wuji asked curiously, "Do you have a bet with my father?"
He could vaguely guess the general idea of this matter, but he didn't know what the specific stakes of the bet were.
"Of course!"
Taoist Qingxu stroked his beard and smiled, looking quite contented. He thought that although the ending was good, no one knew how much painful struggle this old man Zhao Ji had gone through.
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