The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

The cultivators who supported the Fake Buddha stared at Jiang Hu, who was staggering in the arena, and shouted excitedly with their arms raised.    

Obviously, Jiang Hu's trembling state could not last for long.    

Perhaps, he would be suppressed by the pagoda in the next moment!    

Therefore, these lackeys of the Fake Buddha were waiting to see the God Sect suffer.    

The arhats and Jia Lan of the Fake Buddha still looked dignified.    

However, their lips curved into a bright smile.    

Because they knew that the Fake Buddha would definitely win!    

Hehe, fight with us?    

He was simply courting death!    

"Hey, Jiang Hu, I told you to pretend to be exhausted, not make you stare like a frog. Also, you need to slowly increase the frequency of your shaking, and bend your legs a little more. Hey, that's right! Only then will it be real. "    

Jiang Ling shook his legs and used the sound transmission technique to teach Jiang Hu acting skills.    

It turned out that everything the others saw was fake!    

"Gu Lang, watch carefully and learn well."    

"Do you see that? Those Buddhist power and Buddhist light transformed into spirit energy without any hindrance, being absorbed by your senior brother. His current strength has increased by another minor realm, reaching the sixth level of the Grand Clear Heaven realm."    

"So, these baldies are really good people who offer selflessly!"    

Gu Lang revealed a look of admiration, feeling both shock and shock towards his senior brother's natural talent.    

He also admired his master's extraordinary wisdom for playing with his enemies.    

This was the only thought left in his mind. "Our God Sect is really awesome!"    

Jiang Hu asked in a weak voice, "Master, I have absorbed most of the Buddhism energy. Soon, I will give myself away..."    

"Can't you absorb it slowly?" Jiang Ling interrupted his complaints, "Nine Nether Bird's opening plate is not ready yet. Hold on a little longer."    

Gu Lang followed his master's line of sight and looked over.    

In the distance.    

Senior disciple Nine Nether Bird had turned into a fat man, and his ten fingers were covered with golden Storage Ring.    

He wore a two meter long golden chain around his neck.    

He was just short of writing the words nouveau riche on his face.    

Nine Nether Bird shouted loudly, "The shop is open! It's open!"    

"Today is the day when the Fake Buddha is going to fight the God Sect. I am going to start a business here!"    

"The muscular barbarian versus Tiger Subduing Arhat."    

"The muscular barbarian will last for 3 minutes, 1 to 1.2!"    

"Hold on for 10 minutes, 1 to 1.5!"    

"Persist for 20 minutes, 1 to 3!"    

"Persist for 30 minutes, 1 to 5!"    

"Persist for 60 minutes, 1 to 20!"    

When his words landed in the ears of everyone, their eyes instantly lit up.    

Originally, this sort of battle had already attracted the attention of countless people.    

Now that such a fun scene had appeared, a group of cultivators immediately swarmed over.    

"The odds are so low?" Some people were extremely dissatisfied.    

"Idiot! Mosquito legs are also meat. The actual odds are also very high. Don't tell me you think that he can withstand an hour and then you can get 20 times the Spirit Stone?"    

An old man stroked his beard, a smile on his face as he pointed out the profoundness within.    

That's right!    

When everyone heard this, their hearts began to heat up.    

With the accumulation of a small amount, something good would come knocking on their door!    

"Wait a moment, will you covet our Spirit Stone?" A thin man said cautiously.    

"Tsk! That little bit of money of yours, how can I care!" Nine Nether Bird stretched out his fat fingers that were like five radishes. The Storage Ring on each finger sparkled under the sunlight.    

It almost blinded everyone.    

Oh, so it was the landlord's foolish son!    

Everyone had a look of realization on their faces.    

"I won't be able to last more than three minutes by buying 100,000 muscular barbarians!"    

"I will buy 500,000!"    

"Give me 800,000 of them!"    

... ""    

These people scrambled to place their bets. They were afraid that if they were late, they would not be able to take advantage of them.    

In just a short while, they had already obtained over 500 million Spirit Stone!    

When Gu Lang saw this from afar, he was stunned.    

What the f * ck!    

He could still play like this!    

99% of the people who placed their bets were the lackeys of the Fake Buddha.    

They were 100% sure that the muscular barbarian wouldn't be able to hold on for long.    

Now that someone was here to deliver the money, they were extremely happy.    

Only Gu Lang understood that these people were simply giving money to God Sect for free!    

Jiang Ling had a smile on his face. He turned his head and said to Gu Lang via divine sense, "How much private money do you have on you?"    

"Uh, ten million..." Gu Lang stammered.    

"You brat, you definitely have more!"    

"Twenty million..."    

"There's still more! "    

"I actually only have 30 million in private. I really don't have it anymore. This is my wife's capital... " Gu Lang scratched his head in embarrassment.    

This 30 million Spirit Stone was definitely a huge sum of money.    

"Alright then, go and buy your senior brother. He won't be able to last for more than three minutes." Jiang Ling said with a smile on his face.    

"Huh???" Gu Lang wondered if he had misheard.    

"That's right."    

"But senior brother is pretending! He was able to hold on for half a month like this. In the end, he stopped because he was hungry and wanted to eat something."    

"Isn't this a loss of money? More than thirty million! "    

Jiang Ling smiled and said, "Yes, I am making you lose money!"    

" Think about it. If you generously throw out thirty million, will those who are still watching be moved? "    

"They will definitely bet with you!"    

"Later, I will ask your Senior Brother Nine Nether Bird to give you 60 million Spirit Stone."    

A look of sudden enlightenment appeared on Gu Lang's face.    

When he heard the last part, his face was filled with joy.    

"Master, actually, I have 50 million in private!"    

"Good boy! Quickly go!"    

Gu Lang made a turn and changed his appearance.    

He puffed out his chest and puffed out his stomach. He knocked away more than a dozen Fake Buddha lackeys and came to his senior brother's stall.    

"Pa!" He threw out five Storage Bag in a row and shouted loudly, "This muscular barbarian looks like a guy who only knows how to train his strength. Don't say that he can withstand the Buddha Tower for three minutes."    

As he spoke, he pointed at Jiang Hu, who was wobbling in the hall. His muscles were trembling.    

"Even if it is for one minute, it will still be unbearable!"    

"This is 50 million Spirit Stone." He casually opened the bottom of a Storage Bag, and the seven-colored Spirit Stone covered the ground, emitting an enchanting radiance!    

"Later, I will get 10 million Spirit Stone for free and turn it into 60 million Spirit Stone!"    

Everyone looked at the glowing Spirit Stone on the ground and heard such bewitching words.    

Their eyes were bloodshot, and their hearts were beating like drums.    

One million, two hundred thousand more!    

Ten million, two million more!    

The chance of success was right in front of him!    

Didn't he see that everyone else would throw down ten million Spirit Stone without even blinking their eyes!    

Bet!    

Even if he were to pawn his underpants, he still had to place a bet!    

These lackeys had 10,000 points of confidence in the Fake Buddha. They were not worried about losing at all.    

Immediately, they took out their storage rings and Storage Bag.    

"I'll bet two million!"    

"I'll bet five million!"    

"Can this Tier 8 magical artifact be exchanged for money? It can be exchanged for eight million Spirit Stone!"    

"I have a secret Tier 10 array formation in the sect. I'll pawn it for ten million!"    

Those who had money would pay, and those who had no money would pay for magical items.    

Without magical treasures, who wouldn't know some cultivation techniques?    

Someone immediately copied the cultivation techniques.    

For a moment, there was a sea of people, and Nine Nether Bird was almost squeezed into a meat patty.    

"Stop squeezing! If you squeeze any more, I won't accept the bet!" Under the threat, these people finally calmed down a little.    

Finally, Nine Nether Bird urgently transferred over a hundred over disciples over. They counted the Spirit Stone, assessed the value of the magic weapon and cheats, and registered the odds.    

This Nine Nether Bird was worthy of being called an old fox that had lived for tens of thousands of years. In an instant, he became standard.    

Roughly counting, the total value of the Spirit Stone that was placed on the bet was six billion!!    

Even Nine Nether Bird felt dizzy when he saw this number.    

Damn! These bald bald donkeys were simply the God of Wealth!    

...    

"Plop, plop, plop!!!"    

These gamblers waved their arms and let out deafening cheers.    

It was the same as before, but the voices were ten times louder, carrying the fanaticism of making a fortune...