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The young Taoist smiled slightly, his eyes shining.

It seems that his purpose is to lure out Bu Qingyun.

Bu Qingyun is the gambling god of Lihuang.

In the art of gambling, he is naturally a rare opponent.

As the golden signboard of Qinghong Villa, he is very careful about his reputation and rarely gambles with others.

If he wins, it's just a little money.

But if he loses, it will be the century-old signboard of Qinghong Villa.

If Qinghong Villa wants to be stable, he, Bu Qingyun, must not fall.

"Master, what do you want to bet with Bu?"

Bu Qingyun calmed his mind, although he was uneasy when facing the young Taoist in front of him.

But things have come to this point, the arrow has to be shot.

"What bet?"

The young Taoist scratched his hair, and suddenly reached into his arms, touching here and scratching there.

When he stretched out his hand again, there were already several treasures in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Bu Qingyun's face turned green.

Because these treasures were the treasures of the town he won from Qinghong Villa.

Each one is priceless, not inferior to Lianzhu Bixue Sword.

"How about I bet these on a stone?"

"A stone?!"

Hearing this, Bu Qingyun's eyes suddenly widened, his face full of horror.

Of course he knew what the other party was talking about.

A stone that could be worth so many treasures at once is naturally not an ordinary stone.

'Confusing Buddha Relics'.

The Confusing Buddha Relics that he had high hopes for and made him walk on thin ice!

But... how did this little Taoist know it?

Could it be the Killing Temple? Or Xiangfei Valley?

Soon Bu Qingyun shook his head.

This kind of secret would never be leaked out by outsiders, and it would be a pity.

Not only would it not be beneficial, it might even cause trouble.

"Don't think too much, Mr. Bu."

"The person who lost the stone to you back then had some fate with me."

"I see."

Hearing this, Bu Qingyun couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

At that time, he was a rookie and had not officially taken over the banner of Qinghong Villa.

But he had already shown his talent in gambling.

He was able to compete with Elder Guo Huai right after his debut, and both had wins and losses.

After that, he set up a chain formation, spread gambling games, and sincerely invited the Eight Desolate Saints to show their power.

It can be said that in terms of gambling skills, there are only a handful of people in the entire Eight Desolate who can match him.

Thinking back, he was also full of vigor and vitality.

But just these were not enough to inherit the position of the head of the family.

The turning point that really allowed him to carry the banner of Qinghong Villa was that he won the "Confusing Buddha Relic" and quickly covered up the news.

Now thinking about it, the wandering monk who lost to him at that time was probably not an ordinary person.

But that Confusing Buddha Relic...

Bu Qingyun looked at the other person deeply.

"The Taoist priest seems to be well prepared."

Fuyun put away his cynicism at this time, his eyes were a little more profound, and he sighed: "ε=(ο｀*))) Alas, there is no way."

"I am also using it to save my life."

Bu Qingyun looked at the treasures piled on the table, and then looked at the little Taoist priest with a deep face, and finally sighed: "Can I give Bu a day to think about it?"

"Tomorrow at this time, Bu will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

The little Taoist priest looked at him deeply: "Well."

"I have waited for so many days, and this day is not a big deal."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out the door.

He didn't even care about the pile of treasures he had won before.

"Taoist priest..."

Bu Qingyun was about to remind him, but the little Taoist priest had already disappeared.

But there was still a faint and intermittent sound in his ears.

"I am not greedy for fame and fortune, it has nothing to do with the world."

Bu Qingyun looked at the voices, his eyes full of thoughts.

Although this young Taoist priest is young, his realm is quite high.

"Dad, this Taoist priest is really an out-of-this-world expert."

Bu Qingyun retracted his gaze only after hearing Bu Lingbo's voice behind him.

"Yes, we are judging others by our own standards."

After saying that, he thought of the matter of the 'Huofo Relics' and couldn't help but frown again.

"Dad, why don't we..."

Bu Qingyun raised his hand to stop her, then looked around and said in a deep voice: "Let's talk about it when we go back."

"Yes!"

...

Qinghong Villa, inner courtyard.

There are no outsiders here except the members of the Bu family and the true disciples.

Bu Hengqiu walked around in the yard, his face full of anxiety.

Since the last Jade Sharing Conference in the Killing Temple, he has been imprisoned in the backyard of the Bu family.

Just now, I heard from my subordinates that Bu Qingyun took Bu Lingbo to the gambling house, and I couldn't help but feel jealous.

So I couldn't help but come out of the room and wait for Bu Qingyun to come back to find a sense of existence.

Soon, a burst of hurried footsteps came.

It was Bu Qingyun, Bu Lingbo, and several of their own disciples.

"Dad, you are finally back."

"I wonder how it was today? Did that stinky Taoist priest with a cow nose..."

Before he finished speaking, Bu Qingyun raised his foot and hit Bu Hengqiu in the thigh.

"Get out of the way!"

Ever since he came back from the last Jade Sharing Conference, he had been dissatisfied with this son.

He often asked himself: I, Bu Qingyun, am also resourceful, so why did I give birth to such a useless son?

On the contrary, Bu Lingbo, the daughter of the concubine, was gifted since childhood and had a deep understanding of the family-inherited "Six Ren Divine Dice".

She has been known as a 'divine person with great foresight and ability to make decisions with one word' since she was a child.

But she is a girl.

Bu Hengqiu rubbed his buttocks. He had long been accustomed to his father's style, so he was prepared in advance.

He thought that he was just concerned about the family business, but he was beaten up mercilessly. It turned out that he had completely fallen out of favor.

It's over. Is Dad finally going to hand over the family business to this little girl Bu Lingbo?

However, Bu Hengqiu was also a sensible person. Seeing that Bu Qingyun's expression had eased a little, he found a corner and sat down angrily.

Seeing his face full of dejection, Bu Qingyun didn't want to say more, just turned around and asked: "Lingbo, what do you think?"

Bu Lingbo has been meticulous and resourceful since she was a child. After thinking for a moment, she said: "Dad, the most important thing in Buddhism is opportunity."

"It has been dozens of years since my Bu family got the Buddha's relic."

"But after three generations and so many people, no one can comprehend the secret hidden in it."

"Maybe... maybe... this thing is not meant for us."

"Why not give it to the Taoist priest..."

But at this time, Bu Hengqiu, who had just sat down in the corner and the pain in his buttocks had not yet dissipated, suddenly heard his younger sister say that she wanted to give the relic away. His heart tightened and he shouted angrily: "Bu Lingbo, what a bad idea you have!"

"Dare to give away the 'Buddha's Relic' to others?!"

"What is your intention? Are you..."

"Shut up!"

Before Bu Hengqiu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bu Qingyun's angry shout.

Turning his head, he was met with a pair of angry eyes.

Bu Hengqiu couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart: It's over, it's over.

I'm going to spend the next month in bed again.