Eternal Gate

Back to the Bingpu, he went straight to the back hall.

In the back hall, there is a small garden, which is quite secluded and a good place for cultivation.

Well....!

Soon, a muffled sound rang, and it was an overbearing body refining, cooperating with the Heavenly Thunder Jue of the Beginning.

One day a week, it hurts half to death.

Of course, pain has the benefit of pain. Repeated refining to quench the body will increase the strength of the muscles and muscles a lot.

The next step is the escape technique.

After all, it is for life-saving, so you have to practice transparency, but it can't be like last night. If you only get half of your body into the soil when you run for your life, God knows how embarrassing it is. If you don't pay attention, you will lose your life.

After that, he took a long sword and danced in the garden.

Swordsmanship! It's still subtle, but this subtlety is **** in the eyes of Moon God.

She wanted to pass on Zhao Yun's fighting fairy method.

It is a pity that this product is only the third level of Ning Yuan, even if it is passed to him, it can only be seen.

Here, Zhao Yun has collected his sword.

Tired and panting, he was holding the little purple gourd to study.

Before long, I saw him get up again.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a martial idiot. It seems that he has never rested, and he is exhausted almost every time. If this time, he stood firmly, sat down with his ass, and was out of breath. Out of breath.

"Buy some Yulu Lingye back, soak in melt water after refining, the effect is better."

The words of Moon God resounded in his mind.

"That thing is very valuable."

Zhao Yun let out a dry cough, his expression still a bit awkward.

"Dignified young master, will you have no money?"

"Really not."

Zhao Yun laughed. He had received a lot of money and saved a lot of money, but he bought a very expensive hosta. He wanted to give it to Liu Ruyue on the night of marriage. Who would have expected that there would be an exchange of money. The wedding ceremony, and the hosta, has never been brought, if you bring it with you, it will be sold.

"There are only a few pieces of silver left, and half a catty is not enough."

"I ask you for it."

"Open your mouth."

"It's in the drawer of the soldier shop, go get it!"

"I can't do it."

"Why don't you find someone to stay cool?" Moon God squinted at Zhao Yun.

"It's pretty cool."

Zhao Yun shrugged his head, a word of money is hard to be a hero.

"On the opposite side, there is a casino." Luna said again.

"My gambling luck has always been poor." Zhao Yun gave a dry cough.

"Are you a decoration?"

"Where is my purse?"

As soon as the moon myth fell, Zhao Yun slipped up and rummaged through his baggage, looking for clothes and shoes, sabers and daggers, picking one and throwing one. This posture is obviously looking for something.

Finally, a small purse was revealed.

Looking at the Moon God, looking at Zhao Yun's eyes, his words grew more serious, and visually, this was amused.

"Let's just talk about it! How capable is God?"

Zhao Yun smiled, and left with his purse. The Moon God dared to say that he would definitely win money.

"Master."

Seeing Zhao Yun coming out, the old grandson sitting at the counter stood up.

"How much did it sell."

"The market is not good, no one cares."

"As expected."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath. As mentioned earlier, Liu's family has a craftsman, and the weapons they sell are all top-grade weapons. Those who buy weapons have gone to his house. The business here is bleak and normal, but the quality is still not good.

Thinking of this, he felt very upset.

It's nothing more than being forced by other families, but being pressed by the Liu family makes it very disgusting.

"Losing money every day, within three months, the family will shut it down."

The old grandson sighed, looking at that old look, it showed more vicissitudes and reluctance.

Zhao Yun could understand this look.

I heard from my father that this barracks was founded by my grandfather when he was the young master. Since then, the old grandson has followed his grandfather to fight the battle. Although the old owner is gone, he has guarded this barracks for decades.

The decline of the soldiers shop, the state of mind is self-knowledge.

Zhao Yun's heart is full of warmth, and there are not many people in the world who are as loyal as the old grandson.

"I want to be a refiner."

Zhao Yun said in his heart that he was telling the Moon God that he shouldn't let Grandpa's hard work fall into his hands.

"The instrument is like a pill."

"The refining device is the same as the alchemy, either with flames or thunder and lightning. This is a prerequisite."

"Do you have these?"

Moon God returned casually, holding his cheek with one hand, looking at Cang Mian.

"Are you a god! There must be a way."

"So, wait for it to rain."

"rain?"

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows, not knowing the meaning of the moon god, and never asked.

"I'll go out and go around."

With a word, he walked out of the barracks, through the crowds, and entered the casino.

"big big big."

"Small, small, small."

When he entered the casino, he heard loud screams. The gambling tables were filled with figures and divided into two factions. One party shouted and the other shouted, most of them were shirtless, like being beaten with blood and wailing. .

"Fuck, it's still big."

"Don't listen to me, look, lose money! Deserve it."

"Hurry up, lose money."

The casinos are full of smoke and noise, the winners are happy, the losers scold their mothers.

"Huh? Zhao Yun."

Many people looked sideways, saw Zhao Yun, raised their eyebrows, and even looked at the gambling table dealer.

"The young master has been deposed, come here to have fun?"

Most people think this way, a wedding has been hit, and they unconsciously think that Zhao Yun is self-willing and depraved, so, it is inevitable to gossip, ridicule and sigh secretly, one after another.

"Good place."

Zhao Yun ignored the glances of the gamblers and wandered back and forth.

Finally, he stopped at a gaming table.

The gambling table is full of copper coins, silver and gold ingots. In addition to this, there are also talents who bet on clothes. They lose everything. Anyone who can use it as gambling money will be placed on the gambling table without hesitation.

Such examples are not uncommon.

Those who lose red eyes, not to mention clothes, even the daughter-in-law, children, and land deeds will gamble.

"Gambling hurts people!"

Zhao Yun's words were deep, and he consciously took out the purse, and the Moon God looked at him and wanted to laugh.

"Betting more and paying more."

"Pay less and pay less."

"Make a decision and leave your hand."

The dealer was bluffing, holding the sieve cup in his hand, and the one that shook was called a rhythm, the sieve clashing was pleasant, but it was a bit difficult to hear the points, because the sieve cup material was very special, and it was useless to listen.

While talking, the sieve cup was already on the table.

"Big."

"Listen to my brother, this time bet on the small one."

"Three or two, big."

The gamblers were very excited, their eyes were red, and they placed a bet and waited for the cash.

"Which way to bet."

Zhao Yun asked, gambling! It's nothing more than big or small, with mixed wins and losses.

"Two three four." Moon God said casually.

"It's Xiaobai!" Zhao Yun left a piece of silver, but all the others went up.

"opened."

With a scream, the dealer opened the sieve, and the three sieves got together.

Look at the points, the board is exactly four, five and six.

Flutter!

Before the gambler scolded, he heard that Zhao Yun smiled stupidly.

When everyone looked around, the guy was bending over and covering his face, and he didn't know what he was laughing.

What can he laugh.

God? Go crazy! You crazy girl, can you do it?

"The look in your eyes is not good enough."

The Moon God who was reclining on the moon couldn't help sitting upright, and rubbed his eyes with his hands.

Zhao Yun was still laughing, and the gamblers and even the dealers who watched were all dumbfounded.

"Master Zhao family, the big one is out, you lose."

"I know!"

"Then what are you laughing at."

"Am I smiling?"

Zhao Yun buried his head, opened the purse, and took a look inside. There was only a piece of broken silver left.

Just say it! Unfortunately, I kept my eyes on it and didn't rush it all.

Someone who claims to be a god! It was unreliable, and only then vowed to win money.

The fact? Didn't guess a single point correctly.

Moon God smiled in embarrassment, and when he lost, God couldn't hold back his face.

"Eighty percent is stimulated."

The gamblers still had weird eyes, they slowly closed their eyes, and instinctively thought that Zhao Yun's spirit was a little abnormal due to the repeated blows, and laughed after losing money. Wouldn't it be going to heaven if he won.

"Betting more and paying more."

"Pay less and pay less."

"Make a decision and leave your hand."

The dealer began to yell again, the sieve cup in his hand, shaking domineeringly and leaking.

"There are only two left."

Zhao Yun took the silver and glanced at the moon, his eyes were all slanted.

"Two two three."

The Moon God said lightly, with a deep tone, and she saw it clearly this time, worthy of the name of God.

Zhao Yun was quite casual, and the only money left was thrown on the gaming table.

Not to mention, the Moon God is reliable this time, and one or two silvers will be charged, but two will be returned.

The gamblers looked sideways and glanced at Zhao Yun, wanting to see his reaction.

He just lost money, and he didn't laugh a lot; now he won money, but he has no expression.

"Five six six."

"Go!"

"Three, five, four."

"Listen to you."

Moon God is responsible for reporting the number, Zhao Yun is responsible for throwing money, one **** and one person, and the cooperation is quite tacit.

Luck is not really important.

There is a **** who lays the pestle, and no luck.

A few of them have come down, and hundreds of taels have been paid.

Not to mention the gambler, even the dealer's look at him is not very kind, and he has won a few hands before and after. The luck of this waste master seems to be a little overwhelming! Is it really stupid or fake?

Zhao Yun is not stupid.

There are ways to win money, but you can't always win, and the dealer will scold your mother.

Therefore, it is necessary to lose occasionally.

This routine is used very well. It is for gambling money, and there are winners and losers! It is the **** of gambling to win.

The most disgusting thing in the casino is this number, who will kill you when you go out.

As long as you know the way, fools will always win, and no casino is taken advantage of.

"Master Zhao family, where to bet this time."

The gamblers' eyes were shining, each waiting for Zhao Yun to speak. Several of them followed Zhao Yun and won a lot of money. A table of talented people who did not do their job properly made the banker's winning face black.

In their view, frustrated love, casinos are proud.

Regardless of whether he is a genius or a waste, it is good if he can help them win money, the others are not important.

"You are free, I'm going to drink flower wine."

Zhao Yun smiled, holding the purse and left. There are already two hundred taels, enough for several days, but he can't catch a little lamb and smash the wool to death. Maybe one of them will cause murder. .

As for the money is used up, I will come again.

However, when I come back, I will definitely dress up.

"Yes, the God of Gamblers is gone."

"The **** of your sister."

"Betting, betting on speed."

The dealer was bluffing, his face was dark, and he did not forget to glance at Zhao Yun during the period.

Has become a waste, how has luck improved?

Naturally, they would not chase down the young master of the Zhao family for two hundred taels of silver. These are all small money, and the casino can still afford to lose. If you really meet those who don't have eyesight, then you will have to kill people and make money.

"I still have so much money in the first time."

Here, Zhao Yun buried his head and counted the silver, smiling all the way.

"Could you be a little promising."

Moon God glanced at him, where is the Young Master of the family? After winning two hundred taels, he was happy.

whispering sound!

Zhao Yun disagreed, stepped out of the casino and headed straight to the other side of the street.

Not long after he entered a medicinal shop,

When he came out again, he had a dozen kilograms of Yulu Lingye in his hands.

"Enough for three days."

Zhao Yun secretly calculated that some meat hurts. This thing is indeed expensive. The average martial arts practitioner can't afford this consumption, and it can cost hundreds of taels. The young master of the family can't get so much money.

Fortunately, he has a way to withdraw money.

The casino is a good place, and if you have a tight hand in the future, I will go there for a stroll.

[Author's digression]: PS: The child is born, "Xianwu" takes a few days off, "Eternity" is updated as usual (because there is a previous deposit).