Tiexian heirs in the city

Both Nangongchen and Feng Ze felt their mouths were bitter, but it was Feng Ze who spoke first.

"It's not guaranteed at the end of the festival!" Feng Ze murmured with a wry smile on his face, and then handed the mustard seed bag to Gu Zheng: "Don't worry, the head of Gu, the old man keeps what he says, I'm going to say goodbye now, and I'll wait until I return to the Taishan School Afterwards, I will announce that I have washed my hands in the golden basin, and I will never touch Dan Dao and appraisal again."

Gu Zheng didn't speak, but just took Feng Ze's mustard bag.

The back view of Feng Ze's departure looked a little sad, when he passed by Nangong Chen, he let out a sigh. Feng Ze didn't expect that his help this time would end up in a golden basin and ruin his reputation for the rest of his life.

"Master Feng!"

Nangongchen didn't speak, but Zu Qingbo who spoke was apologetic.

"This is my bet. According to the agreement, I will also give each participating stall owner a fourth-grade resource."

Nangongchen recovered very quickly. When he handed over the bet to Gu Zheng, his unwillingness and madness were gone, only a kind of cold hatred remained.

"Very good." Gu Zheng took over the life-saving jade talisman and resources, and just said lightly.

"This is your reward." Gu Zheng handed over a fourth-grade resource as promised to the female cultivator who had donated blood before.

"Unexpectedly, things have developed to the point where there is no movement from Kunlun. What happened to the two divine thoughts just now?" Gu Zheng thought.

"Who knows, I thought that even if the master of the divine sense doesn't show up after the divine sense is swept away, there should be high-level officials from the Kunlun faction to intervene." Qi Ling's voice paused, and then said: "Could it be that it's you Isn't the trouble enough? I think that Zu Qingbo obviously wants to stand up for his friends!" Qi Ling smirked.

"Is this really good?" Gu Zheng was a little moved.

"What's wrong, although you made a lot of money today, the Kunlun faction has a big business, and they are not short of this stuff."

The voice of Qi Ling's smirk just fell, Zu Qingbo, who had been talking very little, finally took the initiative to find Gu Zheng: "Master Gu, you really impress me, this kind of contest that is similar to betting, you unexpectedly Won three times."

"It's just luck." Gu Zheng smiled.

"I don't know the head of Gu, are you interested in betting with me?" Zu Qingbo asked.

"You want to bet with me too? What are you betting on?" Gu Zheng asked.

"These friends of mine have all lost to you. If I don't gamble with you, I will feel really sorry." Zu Qingbo paused, and then said: "My friends, A bet with you is a literary bet, I want to bet with you in martial arts!"

Zu Qingbo's voice fell to the ground, and there was a sound of gasping all around. Who is Zu Qingbo? Zu Qingbo is a genius, among the practitioners of the same realm of the Shushan School, he is the number one in strength without relying on external forces such as immortal weapons! How can one not be surprised that he wants to compete with Gu Zheng! In the eyes of those gasping for breath, it was simply a joke that he won the ancient battle by force.

"Don't be surprised, everyone. If I bet with Master Gu, my cultivation will naturally be suppressed to the same level as Master Gu, and I won't play tricks, so you can rest assured." Zu Qingbo said.

Gu Zheng was a little hesitant. These princelings are all descendants of the elders of the Kunlun School, and the leader of them is Zu Qingbo! And Kunlun's top management naturally valued the genius Zu Qingbo even more.

The previous bet was regarded as a literary fight, and if you win, you will win. Although the Kunlun side is not good-looking, it is justified, but if you win against Zu Qingbo again, this slap will be slapped on the face of the Kunlun faction. A bit too loud! After all, Zu Qingbo is the pride of the Kunlun School, and he can be regarded as a representative of cultivators.

However, Gu Zheng's hesitation was only for a moment, and he originally wanted to make things big so that the top leaders of the Kunlun faction would pay attention. The victory or defeat of Zu Qingbo's martial arts is definitely a big deal. Since he made the request himself, let them bear the consequences of the slap in the face! After all, no matter how much he suppressed his cultivation, he still took advantage of it. This was his strength. Even if his cultivation was suppressed, his combat experience still existed. Besides, Emei has been lonely for too long, and now it's time to straighten up and let those who look down on him have a good look at him.

Gu Zheng smiled, and when he was about to question Zu Qingbo in detail, a familiar voice sounded from outside the crowd.

"Senior brother, wait a minute, you won't need to take action if you win the head of Gu once."

The crowd voluntarily parted ways, and the person walking was Song Bai's brother Song Xiu.

"This is really a grand event, everyone who should come has come." Gu Zheng smiled slightly.

"I didn't know you came to Kunlun. If you knew about it earlier, you should have lost."

Song Xiu looked at Gu Zheng, and there was no hatred in his eyes, but a kind of contempt and disgust.

"You want to bet with him?" Zu Qingbo asked.

"Indeed, I lost to him once, and I can't and don't want to give him a second chance to win me." Song Xiu looked at Gu Zheng and said.

"You are all very confident, why do you think I will bet with you?"

Gu Zheng is naturally not afraid to bet with Song Xiu, but he doesn't like Song Xiu's way of taking it for granted.

"You..." Song Xiu's voice paused, and then he smiled: "Why? Don't you dare to gamble? Are you afraid? If you are afraid, as long as you say it clearly, we don't have to gamble."

"Afraid? I, Gu Zheng, don't know how to write this word. It's just that I don't want to fight twice with my defeated general."

Gu Zheng's voice fell to the ground, and the voices of inquiries all around rang out.

"What do you mean? Master Gu beat Daoyou Song once?"

"When did this happen? How did you win Daoyou Song?"

"Winning should be a literary battle, right? Song Daoyou seems to be a person who doesn't like cultivation and concentrates on cooking skills. How can he compare with Master Gu?"

"Let me tell you! I don't know how advanced Song Daoyou's cooking skills are, but the food made by Master Gu is delicious!"

Luo Jin, who was in a great mood, spoke out. Although he had never eaten the food made by Gu Zheng, he had smelled it. Now because of Gu Zheng, his internal strength has been purified, which makes him feel kind to Gu Zheng no matter how he looks at it.

"Oh? It seems that Master Gu is also a master of cooking skills. Could it be that their bet is on cooking skills?"

"Interesting, two practitioners bet on cooking skills, hehe..."

"Everyone, be quiet!" Listening to everyone's discussion, Song Xiu's face was a little hot.

"As the saying goes, a scholar should look at you with admiration for three days. Master Gu once defeated me, but it doesn't mean he will definitely win now! You dare not accept the challenge, which is enough to show that you are afraid." Song Xiu laughed.

"Scared? You are really funny! Okay, tell me, how do you want to bet with me?" Gu Zheng said disdainfully.

"Let's cook a specialty dish and ask the judges to evaluate it, but the dish we cook this time cannot be the one we made during the food competition." Song Xiu said.

Song Xiu and Gu Zheng cooked several kinds of dishes during the food competition. It is undeniable that the dishes they cooked were all dishes they were good at, but Gu Zheng won in the end. And the rules that Song Xiu made at this time are not good for Gu Zheng from the obvious point of view!

"After all, this is not a food competition, but a gamble. Since we want to gamble, I think the rules are the most fair." Gu Zheng paused, and then said: "Let's use the same ingredients and cook the same dishes. Only in this way can we better compare and find out who cooks more delicious food, otherwise there will be certain problems in comparison between two different dishes, radish and cabbage each have their own favorites."

"Yes, Master Gu is right, such a rule is fair."

"Yes, two different delicacies, sometimes it is difficult for people to choose, who will be better."

"I think it's better to follow Sect Leader Gu's suggestion."

Among the onlookers, many people spoke.

"Let me bet with him!" Seeing that Song Xiu was silent for a moment, Zu Qingbo said.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Zu. I believe that Fellow Daoist Song won't be so cowardly so soon. He should be thinking about how to formulate rules, not fear."

With Song Xiu's appearance, Gu Zheng was actually very happy. After all, Song Xiu had something that he envied, so with Song Xiu, he was bound to bet.

"That's right, I'm really thinking about the rules! Two people use the same ingredients to cook the same food. This proposal is really good. However, you can't listen to what you want to do, and you can't listen to me. Otherwise, it would be unfair." Song Xiu paused, and continued: "Since it's a gamble, the element of luck is naturally very important, why not do it like us, where each person writes a dish that he is good at, and then puts it in the box, and finds a How about picking one of them as our bet dish?"

"I may not be good at the dishes you are good at, and you may not be good at the dishes I am good at. Your suggestion sounds really exciting. Basically, if you draw a dish that you are not good at, you will lose in all likelihood. .” Gu Zheng laughed.

"What, do you dare to gamble?" Song Xiu urged.

"I want to know, who will draw one and who will be the judge?" Gu Zheng asked.

"How about this, whether it's the person who draws or the judges, they are all selected from among these people on the scene. There is only one person in charge of the draw. If this person is appointed by me, then the three judges, head master Gu, can appoint two to come. Do. If the person to be drawn is appointed by Master Gu, then I will appoint two of the three judges. In the end, there is no such thing as zero or decimal, only one to five, depending on the final score. Do you think it's fair to decide whether to win or lose?"

Song Xiu's proposal sounds fair, but in fact it is absolutely beneficial to him.

First of all, if Song Xiu were to choose the person in charge of the selection, he would definitely choose Cui Ying, who can look at things from a distance, and let Cui Ying choose his specialty dishes. If Gu Zheng were to choose the person responsible for the draw, Gu Zheng would not have the same advantages, and this is Kunlun's home field, with Feng Ze's precedent ahead, Song Xiu wanted to find two people who would score in favor of him. It's not difficult.

Seeing Gu Zheng's hesitation, Song Xiu smiled and said: "You are a guest, if you agree to this rule, then I can give you the right to decide how to choose."

"Yes, but I need to know what the bet is first." Gu Zheng said.

"The bet I want is what you won from fellow daoist Cui and fellow daoist Nangong."

As soon as Song Xiu spoke, there was laughter and gasps all around.

It is undeniable that Song Xiu's bet is a bit too much. If he wins the bet, Gu Zheng won the two bets before, except Feng Ze's mustard pocket, everything else will be returned. But even if he loses the bet, there is Zu Qingbo who is ready to move behind him. If the bet Zu Qingbo asked for is still to return what they lost before, then in terms of probability alone, Gu Zheng is It's a big loss! How can you not get your shoes wet when you often walk by the river? No normal person would agree to such a bet.

But on the other hand, if the winner this time is still Gu Zheng, Kunlun will have a lot to lose! This is also the reason why some people gasp.

"Song Daoyou's bet is a little too much! Cui Daoyou and Nangong Daoyou lost a total of 90 fifth-grade resources to me, plus a life-saving jade talisman. You want to win them back at once?" Gu Zheng shook his head.

"That's true, but if I lose, have you ever thought that you will make a lot of money!" Song Xiu bewitched.

"That's true, but if I lose, I'll lose miserably." Gu Zheng rolled his eyes at Song Xiu: "However, if you're willing to bet so big, I'm willing to accompany you! What is your bet? "

"My bet is a set of fairy artifacts, the one you have seen before!" Song Xiu gritted his teeth.

Gu Zheng's heart moved, he really wanted Song Xiu's set of fairy utensils and kitchen utensils, even if Song Xiu didn't take the initiative to say it, he would make this request, but since Song Zhe asked, he couldn't agree so easily.

"Although your kitchen utensils are immortal artifacts, they are mainly used for cooking and are not suitable for fighting. Although such immortal artifacts are still immortal artifacts, they seem to be useless." Gu Zheng said.

"It may not be useful to others, but it's different to you. Don't you want this fairy weapon?" Song Xiu continued to bewitch.

Gu Zheng shook his head: "If you want it, you want it, but you want to win back what you lost, right? If that's the case, then re-bet, otherwise I'm not satisfied with your bet."

Song Xiu gritted his teeth: "Okay, how about I add fifteen more fifth-grade resources?"

"Okay, the bet is settled."

Gu Zheng didn't say anything more about the bet, anyway, he just didn't want Song Xiu to easily achieve his wish, Song Xiu could add whatever he wanted.

"Since the bet has been decided, can you tell now what your addition to the rules is?" Song Xiu asked.

"As the judges participating in the gambling, we must not let other people's busy work be wasted. I suggest that all the judges participating in the gambling should be paid by the loser to each of them for their hard work."

As soon as Gu Zheng's words fell, the voices of enthusiastic registration rang out all around, and the good things of being able to taste delicious food and resources were available, and no one was unmoved.

"Everyone be quiet."

Gu Zheng signaled everyone to be quiet: "The remuneration for one person, five pieces of four-tier resources is not low, but I need the judges to be absolutely fair and just. Participating judges must swear an oath and be responsible for their ratings!"

As soon as Gu Zheng's words fell, some people among the crowd who had enthusiastically signed up immediately fell silent. Although Gu Zheng's approach could not guarantee the absolute fairness of the judges, it could at least serve as an insurance policy.

Song Xiu frowned, he really wanted to refute Gu Zheng's proposal, but he had no reason to refute.

"Sect Leader Gu's proposal is very fair. I accept this proposal. Shouldn't Sect Leader Gu tell you what your final choice is?" Song Xiu said.

"I choose to pick two judges, so let's pick the two of you!"

Gu Zheng pointed out Luo Jin, as well as the female cultivator who helped with the blood transfusion just now, they have been actively signing up.

"Okay, I'll choose you to be the judge!"

Song Xiu casually pointed out a disciple of the Kunlun School.

"This disciple's cultivation level is poor. He is in his thirties, and he is still at the late stage of the second floor! Such a talent will never encounter the inner demon realm in his life." Qi Ling laughed.

"It's okay, if I don't have confidence in my cooking skills, what else can make me confident? I just need the two judges I choose to be fair." Gu Zhengxin said.

"As for the person responsible for the selection, I will choose Fellow Daoist Cui Ying!"

As expected, Song Xiu chose Cui Ying.

"Hehe." Gu Zheng smiled in his heart. He knew that Song Xiu would choose Cui Ying, but he didn't ask Cui Ying to swear by the demon, just wanting Cui Ying to be disappointed in her confidence again.

"Cui Daoyou's character, I naturally believe." Gu Zheng smiled at Cui Ying, and then said: "Three judges, you can swear now."

"I, Luo Jin, swear to the heart demon. Today, when I comment on the taste of the food made by the two fellow Taoists, I will definitely stand in the perspective of fairness and justice, and I will never add a little bit of personal feelings to it. If I violate this oath, his heart There will be no redemption in the Demon Realm!"

Luo Jin took the lead in taking the oath, followed by the other two, and quickly completed the Heart Demon Oath.

"Take out the bet!"

Song Xiu took out his set of fairy kitchen utensils, and Gu Zheng also took out the resources he had won before, plus Nangongchen's life-saving jade charm.

Both of them placed their bets on the ground, which made the onlookers envious.

A stall owner contributed a big box, and Cui Ying punched a hole in the lid with all her strength, signaling that Song Xiu and Gu Zheng could write notes.

Song Xiu finished writing quickly and threw the note into the box, and Gu Zheng also threw the written note in.

Gu Zheng didn't know what dish Song Xiu was going to cook, but the dish he was going to cook was the 'nine side dumplings' that he had acquired cooking skills for a long time, but he had never cooked before.

"I still want to look at things from a distance. You couldn't see what was in the box last time. Now you still don't give up. Why don't I let you have illusions?"

Qi Ling smirked, seeing that Cui Ying's selection was about to deviate, Gu Zheng frowned and said, "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" Qi Ling was puzzled.

If Cui Ying just couldn't see what was in the box, she still had a half chance of choosing the note written by Song Xiu, but if Qi Ling helped, the note she chose would definitely be written by Gu Zheng.

Gu Zheng is good at delicacy, plus two fair judges, Song Xiu's loss will be a certainty. However, Gu Zheng suddenly didn't want to do this.

"Qi Ling, let her see the contents of the box, so what if I let him choose the delicacy that Song Xiu is good at? I still don't believe the same ingredients, what I make is not as delicious as Song Xiu's!" Gu Zheng said arrogantly .

"Okay, have backbone!"

Qi Ling cheered, and Cui Ying, who was still depressed about why her eyes were not working well, immediately felt that her eyes were clear again.

"Three Immortals!"

Cui Ying read out the words on the note, and then showed the note to everyone to watch, to show that there was no fraud.