My Master Knows Just a Bit About Everything

Cao Zhen discovered that it seemed that no matter which world he was in, there was betting.

At present, these Taiyi Golden Immortals and Daluo Golden Immortals have obviously participated in betting.

It was obvious that these Taiyi Golden Immortal and Daluo Golden Immortal were all moved.

But the problem is, no monk made the first bet.

No one knows whether these ghosts will default on their debts when the time comes. They cannot use their immortal energy in this safe city.

At that time, what will happen if these ghosts default on their debts after they are hit?

Cao Zhen stood on the ring and looked around. None of the monks were betting, and he was not surprised.

In this situation, he wouldn't dare to place a bet.

He looked at the Poor Immortal Lord across from him, a look of madness suddenly appeared on his face, and he said loudly: Anyway, when I die, my treasure will no longer belong to me.

Even if I die, I can't make it easier for you. Can I place a bet? Okay, then I now have fifty peace orders, and I bet them all on myself to win.

Even if I take advantage of other monks, I will not take advantage of you.

As Cao Zhen spoke, he took out fifty peace orders and threw them directly in front of Captain Ghost, representing his winning side.

When the monks around him saw what he was doing, they suddenly thought of something and said loudly: Fellow Taoist, since you don't want to take advantage of him, why not take out all your magic weapons and share them with us now? alright.

Yes, fellow Taoist, in this case, you are dead. If we get your magic weapon, we can also collect your body. Otherwise, I'm afraid there won't even be anyone to collect your body after you die.

Fellow Taoist, please throw your Qiankun ring over here as well.

When Cao Zhen heard the voices coming from behind, a look of anger suddenly appeared on his face, and he deliberately shouted loudly: I'm not dead yet, I'm still alive, so you cursed me for dying, and now you want to Divide up my treasure.

I really wanted to give you the treasure, but if you are like this, you can't even think of getting anything. I won’t give you anything!

Are you kidding? He took out fifty peace orders to bet on himself because he was afraid that when the time came, the Ghost Captain would default on his debt and not share the money with him, so that he would not get nothing.

After all, everyone has seen these fifty peace orders, and the ghost can't rely on them.

If he dares to default on his debt, he can make him spit it out.

The 50-50 peace order is hard to say.

As a result, these monks also asked themselves to take out all the other treasures.

How is that possible!

All around, monks heard the sound, but they were cursing secretly in their hearts. You said it yourself, you are not an opponent, even if you die, you can't take advantage of the monks opposite.

We just followed your words, but in the blink of an eye, we cursed you. If it was a curse, it was you who cursed yourself first.

Among the monks all around, Immortal Lord Shiwang took advantage of the discussions among the monks around him and suddenly shouted again: They have all opened the market for betting, so there is nothing to worry about.

I've been to so many Ping'an cities, but I've never heard of any Ping'an City that was a deadbeat.

This was agreed upon before. As long as Immortal Bai Feng made the bet first, he would follow suit.

In fact, the best way is for him to directly go up and place a bet, but the problem is that a monk has seen him and Immortal Lord Bai Feng together before he goes up to place a bet.

Other monks are not stupid, and it is easy to think that there is something wrong with this.

Even if the other monks did not recognize him, he took the lead in placing the bet. Afterwards, when the other monks found out that they had lost the peace order, they would definitely hate him.

He couldn't bear the anger of so many monks, so he could only fan the flames below.

As his words fell, a monk suddenly flew out.

He directly took out ten peace orders and placed them on the other side of Captain Ghost. At the same time, he reminded: I bet ten peace orders on the victory of the Great Luo Jinxian.

You have to remember that this is my bet.

Captain Ghost heard the sound, looked up at him, and then nodded obviously, indicating that he had remembered him.

No matter what era or where you are, there is always a shortage of adventurous people.

In fact, some monks were already tempted after seeing the odds offered, but they were still hesitating. Now that they saw that some monks had placed their bets, they no longer hesitated and stood up one after another, took out their own peace orders and started. bet.

As more and more monks placed their bets, other monks started to move from behind.

Everyone, why are you hesitating? This is just picking up money. If you miss this village, you won't have this store.

With a Daluo Golden Immortal and a Taiyi Golden Immortal, there is no suspense in this battle.

If it were an ordinary ring match, they might fake the match, and they might set us up, but the ring battle here is a life and death battle! They can't fake the match.

Yes, if there are few monks betting, they may default on their debts. With so many monks among us, are we still afraid of them defaulting on their debts?

They obviously need a peace order. If they default on their debts, after we go out, we will publicize that they have defaulted on their debts in the underground storm city. How many monks will enter the underground storm city in the future?

Even if there are monks who have to enter the underground storm city, they will most likely no longer spend the peace order.

After all, they would default on their money when making bets in Geostorm City, and they might also default on their money at other times.

As a result, the reputation of their Geoviolent City will be ruined, and fewer and fewer monks will come to Geoviolent City. This is definitely not what they want to see.

The odds between a Daluo Golden Immortal and a Tianyi Golden Immortal are actually the same. Is there any better chance for the winner!

The monks shouted one by one and started to place bets. And, almost surprisingly, most of the monks bet on the victory of the Poor Evil Immortal Lord.

Only an unknown monk, who didn't know whether he was drunk or just had a bad brain, actually bet on Cao Zhen to win.

Immortal Lord Yan Yi and Immortal Lord Shadow both stepped forward and bet a lot of peace orders. At the same time, they started talking quickly as they looked at the two figures on the stage.

Everyone, we discovered that Taiyi Golden Immortal monk almost at the same time, and we also discovered at the same time that the other party had taken that piece of immortal mine.

The Poor Immortal Lord was even a latecomer, but in the end he had to fight that monk. After winning, all the treasures would belong to the Poor Immortal Lord.

Everyone, we chased him all the way out of the secret realm of the Star Territory, and then blocked the door of Immortal Lord Baifeng, and then got advantage of Immortal Lord Poor Evil in vain?

Of course we can't take advantage of him like this. The voice of the Binghua Immortal Lord, even though he couldn't use the cold energy, was full of illusions that made people feel cold all over.

“Originally, we agreed to split the score equally, so even if he defeated Immortal Lord Bai Feng alone, we would still have to split the score equally in the end.

What's more, if it weren't for us, how could he have the Hundred Peaks Immortal Lord standing in the ring.

When the time comes, after he defeats Immortal Lord Bai Feng, if he doesn't give it to us. So, how did we threaten Immortal Lord Bai Feng, so we will threaten him.

Are the three of us still afraid that we won't be able to defeat him?

After he finished speaking, Immortal Lord Yanyi immediately nodded: Then let's do it.

After he finished speaking, he even stepped forward and bet thirty peace orders. The opponent of the bet was naturally the Poor Evil Immortal Lord.

In the arena, Qi Evil Immortal Lord did not place any bets. He could kill Immortal Lord Bai Feng and obtain all the treasures of Immortal Lord Bai Feng, among which was the fairy mine.

All he thinks about now is the fairy mine, nothing else at all.

Before getting the fairy mine, he didn't want to cause trouble.

In fact, there really wasn't much to do while staying in Ping'an City. The monks who had stayed in the city before and had not entered the secret realm of the Star Territory also came over when they saw that there was something lively to see.

So there was no need to wait any longer, the monks who should have placed their bets had already placed their bets at this time.

On the ring, the Poor Evil Immortal Lord held a long sword in his hand, with a ferocious smile on his face. He suddenly smiled and said: Actually, you should have died long ago. You were lucky enough to escape before, but you didn't cherish it. You will die again. Bring your head to me.

Of course, I should also thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten the fairy mine.

In return, I will give you a very happy death.

After the words fell, the long knife in his hand was already raised.

But before he could take action, Cao Zhen was already holding a long sword. The sword was as bright as lightning, dancing like a purple dragon and snake, and stabbed at the Poor Evil Immortal Lord.

At this moment, he didn't know how many swords he thrust out. Each sword was filled with endless killing intent, stabbing at the Poor Evil Immortal Lord sharply.

Seize the opportunity? Is it useful? In the face of absolute strength, all swordsmanship is useless.

The Poor Immortal Lord sneered, holding a big sword, the sword was fierce, and the sword light shot out of the air. His body is as fast as a tiger, and his blade is as fierce as thunder. Each sword contains the power to destroy everything, and the long sword sweeps forward.

In just a moment, the light of swords and shadows of swords were intertwined on the arena.

Cao Zhen's body movements are elegant, like a dragon flying through the clouds, attacking the Poor Evil Immortal Lord with one sword after another. The sword moves are as fierce as twelve, as fast as lightning, sometimes as gentle as wind, sometimes as sharp as thunder.

The Qing Evil Immortal Lord is fierce with his swordsmanship. Every strike he makes is as loud as the thunder falling, and every strike carries an unstoppable pressure.

Although neither of them could use the immortal energy, for a while, the arena was filled with their figures constantly shuttled back and forth.

The two sides crisscrossed each other, and the sound of swords clashing echoed through the sky.

There was no temptation on either side.

The battle has just begun, and it has already become extremely fierce.

Below the arena, many monks looked surprised.

This Taiyi Golden Immortal has such a powerful swordsmanship.

His physical body is also strong enough. Otherwise, no matter how strong his swordsmanship is, he is not as fast as the opponent and not as strong as the opponent. He will not be able to stop the opponent.

It's useless. After all, he is the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and the Poor Evil Immortal is the Daluo Golden Immortal. The Poor Evil Immortal will definitely win.

That's right, you may not know the past of the Poor and Evil Immortal, but it's just a coincidence. The Poor and Evil Immortal and I are from the same world.

Among the many monks, one looked a little ferocious, but his legs were very short and even more broken than his body. His arms were embroidered, and his whole body was dark green. He said: Poor Evil Immortal Lord, Before he became an immortal, he was good at swordsmanship.

He did not cultivate immortality at the beginning, but used sword skills to dominate our world, and became the best in the world among non-monks.

It was also because of this that he attracted the attention of the immortal world, and the strongest force in their clan accepted him.

Therefore, let alone the Taiyi Golden Immortal, even if it is the Daluo Golden Immortal, when no one can exert their immortal energy, there may not be many monks who can match him.

As soon as the monk finished speaking, many monks around him showed joy on their faces.

So, we were sure to win before.

I bet ten peace orders. After the battle is over, there will be twenty peace orders.

My bet was too small. That's right. The Poor Evil Immortal Lord is the Great Luo Jin Immortal. He can't be defeated. I should have bet more.

I didn't even bet on it.

Do you think you can still place bets now?

How can we still let the bets go? The battle has already begun.

That's not necessarily true. It's just their first time placing bets and they have no experience.

A monk suddenly ran up to Captain Ghost, took out a few peace tokens and asked, Can I still bet now?

The ghost captain nodded slightly. Although these ghosts could understand the monks' words, they seemed unable to speak.

When the monk who asked the question saw Captain Ghost nodding, a joyful look appeared on his face. He was afraid that the other party would regret it again, so he took the peace order in his hand and threw it down. At the same time, he said: I bet on the Poor Evil Immortal Lord to win.

All around, the monks were overjoyed to see that they could still bet now, and they all ran towards the ghost captain, and then placed their bets one after another.

I bet on the Poor and Evil Immortal Lord.

Can I still bet? I'll bet on the Poor and Evil Immortal Lord.

Count me in.

For a time, the number of bets on the side of the Poor Immortal Lord began to increase rapidly.

On the ring, although Cao Zhen was fighting the Poor and Evil Immortal Lord, he kept looking down the ring.

Seeing more and more monks betting on the Poor and Evil Immortal Lord, a smile appeared on their faces.

He even switched from offense to defense, and his body kept retreating, creating the illusion that he was about to lose his strength.

Sure enough, seeing that he seemed to be about to fail, those monks were afraid that they would lose money soon, so many monks rushed out and began to bet on the Poor Immortal Lord.

Among the monks, Immortal Lord Shiwang frowned and looked nervously at the two warring parties.

Immortal Lord Bai Feng, did he fall into a disadvantage so quickly?

Didn't he say that he was sure of victory?

Or is he just pretending now?

This should be impossible. He was facing a Daluo Jinxian who was good at swordsmanship. How could he still have the energy to pretend?

He was worried. On the stage, Cao Zhen saw that there were no more monks. He took out the peace order and held the Poor Evil Immortal Lord. He sighed in his heart. While dodging the sword from the Poor Evil Immortal Lord, he sighed: It seems that everyone still doesn't trust you enough. There are only so many monks betting on you.

So, let's end it like this.

After the words fell, Cao Zhen suddenly jumped up, and the sword light became brighter instantly. He swung his sword and stabbed directly towards the door opened by the Poor Evil Immortal Lord.

court death.

Seeing the other party's actions, the Poor Evil Immortal showed a smile of success on his face. He was a Da Luo Jin Immortal. He entered the Tao with sword skills and later practiced the dark way. How could he commit such a stupid thing? mistake!

He roared angrily, waved the sword in his hand, and swept away with an overwhelming force.

Suddenly, the next moment, his expression changed, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The opponent's sword skills became even faster at this moment, and the sword's power was like a rainbow, falling like a thunder from the Nine Heavens.

This guy, how did his swordsmanship change so quickly, and his power suddenly became so much stronger!

Was he hiding his clumsiness before?

When the time was tight and he couldn't think too much, he waved the long knife in his hand to resist.

However, before his long sword could fully return to his chest, the other party's purple sword had already scratched across it.

The sharp sword tip pierced his chest, leaving a clear blood mark, and then his long knife fell down and touched the sharp sword.

Suddenly, a loud clanging sound came out.

At the same time, an astonishing force of counterattack came. His long knife struck the opponent's sword, but it did not knock the opponent's sword away directly. The sword was pressed against his chest. , following the force of the long sword attack, it quickly scratched across his chest, leaving a deep sword mark.

And his long sword was swung away by the huge force of the shock.

What!

The Poor Immortal Lord was completely confused. His own strength was not as good as that of Taiyi Golden Immortal. How could this be possible?

Below the ring, each of the monks had just finished placing their bets. Suddenly, they saw the poor immortal king on the ring being stabbed by a sword, and their expressions changed drastically.

what's the situation?

The Poor Evil Immortal Lord is injured?

And the injury looks serious!

His chest was cut open!

How come such a big change happened in the blink of an eye!

That Baifeng Sword Lord, he continues to attack, what a fast sword!

Baifeng Sword Lord's sword looks even faster than before!

Look, the Immortal Lord Poor Evil can't even keep up with the sword of Immortal Lord Baifeng!

This... it's impossible for the Poor Evil Immortal to be defeated. How can a Daluo Golden Immortal be defeated by a Taiyi Golden Immortal?

No, have you noticed that the swordsmanship of Immortal Lord Baifeng seems to be stronger than that of Immortal Qiongwei?

No, I feel like the Poor Evil Immortal Lord is really going to lose. I bet a lot!

I bet more. All my money is on it.

No, I have to bet again quickly. Now let's bet on the victory of the Hundred Peaks Immortal Lord. Let's calculate how much we can recover.

Yes, I'll bet too.

I, I have already bet all my wealth, I can't bet any more!

One by one, the monks looked at the constantly retreating Poor Evil Immortal Lord on the stage. They were shocked and quickly ran to the ghost captain. They took the remaining peace order in their hands and were about to place their bets.

I continue to bet. I bet on Immortal Lord Bai Feng to win.

Yes, I will all bet on the victory of Immortal Lord Bai Feng.

Just when they were about to put down the peace order in their hands, a force came from the side, and the palm that blocked their door fell from the air.

Captain Ghost looked at them and shook his head solemnly.

All the monks were in a panic.

What's the meaning?

You mean, you can't place bets?

“It wasn’t possible to place bets before, but why in the blink of an eye can’t bets anymore!”

Yeah, this is so unfair!

The ghost captain saw that these monks still dared to shout, and a look of dissatisfaction suddenly appeared on his face. Waves of murderous aura surged out of his body. At the same time, the ghosts around him also rushed over quickly.

When the monks saw the ghost that quickly surrounded them, they all reacted quickly and retreated towards the rear.

Behind them, several monks who had not bet before laughed when they saw this.

When did you want to bet? When the battle just started, I might have asked you to bet. But now, the winner has to be determined. How could I let you bet?

However, that Immortal Lord Baifeng is a bit too strong!

He should be a monk who mainly cultivates the physical body.

Immortal Lord Yan Yi and Immortal Lord Shadow looked at each other, and they saw obvious surprise in each other's eyes.

They were taught by Immortal Baifeng. At that time, they always believed that Immortal Baifeng was better at magic.

As a result, the opponent's physical body becomes even more powerful!

The Ice Flower Immortal was recalling the battle when she and the Hundred Peaks Immortal joined forces to kill the Wild Barbarian Immortal.

At that time, Immortal Baifeng did display his sword skills, and she also saw that Immortal Baifeng's sword skills were very superb.

But in that battle, Immortal Lord Bai Feng did not show such a strong physical body.

On the ring, the poor and evil immortal became more and more surprised as he fought. He was the Great Luo Jinxian, but his opponent was stronger than him in terms of swordsmanship, speed, and strength!

As the opponent's sword continued to flash by, the injuries on his body became more and more numerous.

How is it possible? You are just a Taiyi Golden Immortal. How can your physical body be so powerful!

Nothing is impossible. What I practice is the most top-notch magical skill. Every time I overcome a tribulation, I use my body to resist the tribulation and experience the baptism of the tribulation.

Why can't my body be stronger than Daluo Jinxian?

Cao Zhen explained softly, and suddenly thrust out the sword in his hand.

In the eyes of the Poor Evil Immortal Lord, who was full of disbelief, he stabbed the opponent's heart with a sword.

Although it is said that when everyone cannot use immortal energy, their physical bodies do not change.

But the problem is that without the protection of the immortal energy, their physical body's defense is still weakened. Before, they could circulate the immortal energy, and the immortal energy protects themselves all the time.

The Poor and Evil Immortal Lord, despite being stabbed by sharp swords, finally fell to the ground despite the presence of Daluo Jinxian.

died!

A Daluo Golden Immortal was killed by a Taiyi Golden Immortal like this!

this……

No, my peace order, I have put all the peace orders on it. Now, I don't have any peace order.

me too.

What will we do when it gets dark next time? If we can't find the order of peace when it gets dark next time, and we can't enter this safe city when it gets dark next time, then we will definitely die!

Damn it, it's all because of this Immortal Lord Bai Feng. He caused us to lose all the peace orders.

it's him!

The monks who had just lost their bets looked at the figure standing on the ring with angry expressions. If this was not Ping An City, they would directly attack and kill this guy in the next moment.

Cao Zhen picked up the Qiankun Ring of the Poor Evil Immortal Lord, looked back at the crowd, smiled, and said with a look of disdain on his face: You are greedy for betting, and you blame me for losing?

To blame, I can only blame you for being too greedy.

As he spoke, he didn't even look at these monks, but walked towards the ghost captain.

Well, if I win, do you want to give me the peace order that I deserve? Now, with so many monks watching, you won't refuse to pay, right?

That way, no monk will bet on you again in the future.

He had bet on himself to win before.

Captain Ghost nodded slightly, then pointed to the peace order below and motioned to Cao Zhen to get it himself.

Cao Zhen quickly took a hundred peace orders.

Then he glanced at the other peace orders.

With so many peace orders piled up, he couldn't count them, but at a glance, the number was definitely more than five hundred.

So if we divide it again, I probably won't be able to divide it into about 300 coins.

Mainly, the only one betting on his victory is himself.

Except for himself, all the monks who placed bets lost.

In the distance, Immortal Shi Wang looked at Immortal Bai Feng who was holding a peace order with envy. His heart was filled with regret. Immortal Baifeng was right. If he was not sure, how could he do it on purpose? Think of a way to fight the Poor Evil Immortal Lord!

How could I be so stupid? Why didn't I follow the bet? The chance to earn a peace order in vain was gone.

After Cao Zhen took away his own peace order, he looked back at the square of Immortal Yanyi and Immortal Shadow, and said provocatively: By the way, aren't you two going to kill me too? Now I'll give you a chance. , how about going to the ring?

All around, the monks who had just lost their bets but still had some peace orders on their bodies became energetic when they heard the sound.

If they fight again, they still have a chance to turn around.

Immortal Lord Youying did not answer but turned his head when he heard the sound. On the other hand, Immortal Lord Yanyi sneered: You don't have to be so arrogant. Speaking of which, we should also thank you. Originally, we wanted four to share those. Thing, now, we only need three points.

Moreover, the magic weapon of the Poor Evil Immortal Lord will eventually fall into our hands. Do you think we should thank you?

If you have the ability, you will stay here. Otherwise, the moment you leave this safe city, it will be your death.

Cao Zhen looked at Immortal Yanyi with disdain and sneered: Then let's spend some time and see who can't defeat the other in the end. Anyway, I just got a lot of peace orders.

Let's just see who has the most peace orders.

After Cao Zhen said that, he ignored the other party and turned around and walked towards his residence.

All around, the monks looked at the direction he left with some understanding.

It turns out that these Da Luo Jinxian have conflicts with him.

This Hundred Peaks Immortal Lord has a lot of treasures in his hands, otherwise these Daluo Golden Immortals would not be able to threaten him like this.

We lost the peace order because of him. Do you remember what he said at the beginning? He said that no matter what, he would die, so he bet on himself.

Thinking about it now, he clearly knew that he would win, and he wanted to earn a peace order!

After that, he kept asking us to place bets. After we had no more monks to place bets, he suddenly turned defeat into victory and began to suppress the Poor Immortal Lord. He clearly wanted to trick us on purpose.

But, he made his own bet, he won by himself, and he just earned the peace order, so why would he deceive us!

Why did you trick us? If the ghost can't earn the peace order, do you think the ghost will pay him the peace order?

Besides, who knows if this ghost has cooperated with him? After all, it was the ghost who brought him here, and now that ghost has earned so many peace orders.

For a moment, the monks all around became suspicious. After all, although these ghosts could not speak, they were also intelligent.

No matter what, he has caused us so much misery, and we absolutely cannot let it go like this.

He must have a valuable treasure on him, and he also got the Qiankun Ring of the Poor Evil Immortal Lord. If we can kill him, even if we divide the treasure on him equally, we can gain a lot!

But those Daluo Jinxian are about to take action. I'm afraid Kun can't reach us.

Then try it too.

Let's do the math.

After Cao Zhen returned to his residence, he waited. He was waiting for the ghost to come and get the peace order he deserved.

Of course, if the ghost captain doesn't come, then he will have to find the top management of Ping An City and then go up to the top.

He didn't even need to look for it. I think the top management of Ping An City already knew about it.

After all, if he earns so many peace orders at one time, I am afraid that the captain of the ghost team will not be able to satisfy his demands. It is impossible for all the peace orders to go to his little captain.

Cao Zhen returned to his residence and waited for a short time before the ghost captain appeared in his house.

The other party glanced at him, then raised his hand and waved in the distance, indicating an obvious intention for him to follow.

Cao Zhen immediately stood up and followed the other party outside.

He was in this safe city and couldn't use his immortal energy. He could only follow whatever the other party wanted to do.

From the looks of it, it was obvious that the higher-ups of Ping An City knew about him and wanted to see him.

As for what to do when meeting him?

It's very possible that he wants to default on his debt.

As for killing him?

Cao Zhen felt that this possibility was not high.

He also heard from Immortal Shiwang that the monks who died in Ping An City violated the regulations of Ping An City.

As long as they do not violate the regulations of Ping An City, these ghosts in Ping An City will not kill the monks who enter the city.

Not long after, he followed the ghost and came to the tallest building in Ping An City, a dark tower.

Surrounding this tower are ghost guards.

In other places before, those ghosts were like the ghost captain in front of him, patrolling with a group of ghost soldiers.

And here, the weakest ones are the ghost captains.

Leading these ghost captains are ghosts wearing armor, like generals in the army.

Captain Ghost pointed at the tower and then stood outside.

Obviously, he was not qualified to enter the tower.

Cao Zhen pushed open the tower and walked in.

As he stepped into the tower, the door behind him closed automatically. There were no windows in the tower, but it was not dark inside. The tower was inlaid with shining gems.

On the first floor of the tower, opposite him, there was a ghost floating.

The moment Cao Zhen saw the ghost, his eyes froze. This ghost had such a strong aura. Although he could not use the immortal energy now, he could feel that this ghost should have a cultivation level equivalent to the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm.

This was more powerful than the ghosts he had seen before.

Before him, the ghost general was the strongest existence, but now it seems that it is the ghost in front of him.

Moreover, this ghost even gave him a feeling that it was about to materialize.

This ghost is not wearing armor, but a very gorgeous looking robe. Of course, this robe should also be condensed with demonic energy or death energy.

Moreover, this ghost is still a female ghost.

This is the first female ghost he has seen in this city.

Suddenly, at the next moment, black mist shot out from the roof of the tower.

Cao Zhen only saw the black mist at first glance. The next moment, the mist wrapped around him, instantly surrounding him, as if he was trapped by invisible shackles.

What's going on?

This ghost wants to default on his debt, so he is planning to kill himself?

Was your previous judgment wrong?

Cao Zhenzhi felt as if his throat was being strangled, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Slowly, his breathing became faster and faster, and he struggled desperately, but no matter how hard he struggled, the immortal energy in his body did not move. There was nothing he could do with the black energy.

I can only keep feeling that his breath is getting weaker and weaker, feeling that death is coming.

Slowly, there was not even much blood visible on Cao Zhen's face.

Are you going to die like this?

Facing the pursuit of Daluo Jinxian, he killed two of them.

As a result, he was going to be killed by this ghost!

Own……

Cao Zhen felt that his consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and he almost fainted.

But the next moment, the black aura that was strangling him suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

And he opened his mouth and breathed heavily.

The female ghost looked up at the monk in front of her, and suddenly said: I am the master here. I can let you live or die. Here, you must obey me.

The voice was a little weird, and it could even be said that it was a little stumbling, but I could hear the words clearly clearly.

Cao Zhen was completely stunned, so these ghosts could speak, or because the ghost in front of her was powerful enough, she could speak.

The other party just made a show of force, or showed her fists, letting herself know that here, she has absolute authority, and she can take life and death.

Ahem... Cao Zhen coughed a few more times before he calmed down slightly. He looked up at the ghost in front of him and whispered, I know you are the master here, no... I don't know what to call you. ?”

I am the lord of this city.

Cao Zhen remembered the two big characters he saw when he entered the city before, raised his hands and said: Lord of Earthstorm City.

Ghost was obviously very satisfied with Cao Zhen's name. Cao Zhen didn't know if it was an illusion. He even felt that the other party even smiled after hearing his name.

Very good. The Earthstorm City Lord stretched out his hand and said, I know everything you did before.

Tell me, next, if there is another competition between monks, what should I do to earn a peace order?

It turns out that this is why I came here.

Cao Zhen can confirm that these peace orders are indeed very important to these ghosts, and the city lord has obviously tasted the sweetness and wants to continue to earn peace orders.

At the same time, the opponent's IQ is pretty good, obviously much higher than other ghosts, and he knows that he can't continue to earn peace orders with his previous methods.

He thought for a while and said: You also know how I earned peace orders before. This method of mine can only be used on me. Because I am sure I can win, but what about other monks fighting? ?

Can you determine which monk is stronger physically and which monk has stronger swordsmanship?

You shouldn't be able to do it, right?

The Earthstorm City Lord heard the sound and nodded slightly.

When Cao Zhen saw this, he felt certain in his heart and continued: This is the problem.

For example, if I duel with others again, everyone knows that I am stronger and will definitely bet on me. When the time comes, more monks will bet on me.

Even if all the monks are betting on me, even if you adjust the odds, you will still have to accompany Ping An Ling in the end.

In the end, you won't make a profit, but a loss.

Therefore, you are no longer suitable to be a banker. If you want to be the master, you must know the strength of all monks when they are unable to use their immortal energy.

This requires a lot of time and experience to explore, and it can't be discovered clearly even if you haven't seen it yet.

Therefore, the best way is to let other monks take charge.

Then you take a cut.

You can say that any monk can sit here and make a handicap, and then you will take a commission, which is either 10% of the Hundred Peaks or 20%.

Of course, if there are no monks in charge, you can also say, let these monks bet on their own, and then divide the money according to the proportion of these monks' bets.

For example, I was fighting another monk.

The total number of peace orders that those monks bet on me to win is two hundred.

The number of peace orders bet on another monk is one hundred.

Then, after I win, all the monks who bet on my victory will be divided equally according to the proportion and bet on the other monk's one hundred peace orders.

And what we get is a commission.

We can take 10%, that is to say, of the hundred peace orders, we will take away ten, and the remaining monks can only draw the remaining peace orders.

Of course, in this case, it may happen that a certain monk is unable to get a peace order.

Then we can make up for it in another way.

When Cao Zhen said this, he stopped. He said a bit too much and needed to be understood by the other party.