Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 570: Take Off Your Clothes If You Lose

"I bet you'll fall within seven steps!"

It must be said that Lao Dao’s way of betting is quite unique. He even dares to bet on something that is a sure loss.

Han Yu laughed the first time he heard the old Taoist's words.

Gamble, why not!

I agreed without even thinking about it.

But there was more to come. The old Taoist said with a smile, "Right, since it's a bet, if you lose you have to give me something that belongs to you."

"Does it have to come at a price?"

Han Yu was stunned and the old Taoist rolled his eyes.

"How can you bet without any money? If you win, I'll let you go. If you lose, give me something that belongs to you. It makes sense."

That's true, but who knows what he wants?
"As long as it's something you have."

The old Taoist seemed to have guessed Han Yu's inner thoughts and immediately added.

Han Yu thought about it and it seemed that he still had a magic treasure that he had received in the small cave before, so it was not impossible.

"Okay, I lose to this one."

The moment he took out the things and accepted the bet, a mysterious force enveloped both of them.

"Come on, go."

The old Taoist stroked his long beard with a smile and motioned Han Yu to start.

Take one step forward and you will be safe.

After two steps, still nothing happened.

This kind of gambling is almost no different from letting the game go. We are all monks, so it is difficult for us to fall.

With this thought in mind, Han Yu was overjoyed.

Three steps, four steps, five steps...

When he took the sixth step, Han Yu was already grinning. As long as he took the last step, he would win.

"Thank you for letting me go, senior."

Han Yu smiled at the old Taoist and took the last step without thinking.

A strange thing happened at this moment. The foot that was supposed to land suddenly felt like it was stepping on air.

Not only did he feel like he was stepping on air, but his body also began to sway from side to side uncontrollably.

Han Yu's face changed and he tried to steady himself. He even used his earth-based magical powers to move the ground under his feet to stabilize himself.

But it would have been better if he hadn't used it. The surging of the soil instantly broke his balance and he fell down inexplicably.

Han Yu climbed up with a look of horror, he really fell down!

How did he do that? From beginning to end, there didn't seem to be any signs of the Taoist priest interfering.

It is impossible to interfere, otherwise it would not be a bet but bullying.

"How...how did you do that?"

This kind of thing was completely beyond Han Yu's understanding, and he couldn't help but be stunned. He was so stunned that he was in a daze when he took the magic treasure out.

The old Taoist's attitude was even more surprising. He was indifferent to the spiritual treasure, and one could even say he looked down on it, but he was extremely happy to have won the bet.

"It's done!"

After he said this, he suddenly pointed at Han Yu and laughed again.

"Fall within seven steps."

This made Han Yu even more confused, and he looked at him in bewilderment.

"Let's not gamble now. Try taking seven more steps."

The old Taoist kept urging him, and although Han Yu was puzzled, he still took steps according to the old Taoist's instructions.

This time, Han Yu had the idea of ​​cheating and started only after the wings of magical power were spread out.

Although his feet were still on the ground, his body balance was actually in the hands of the pair of wings.

The old Taoist did not stop him from beginning to end, and even watched with interest, looking even more expectant.

However, something even stranger happened. This time, it wasn't even seven steps. At the fifth step, the damn feeling of failure appeared again.

Even though Huo Yi was clearly in control of his body, there was some invisible force pushing him down.

Needless to say, the result was that Han Yu fell down again. Although it was not a big deal and no harm was caused, this feeling of being unable to control oneself was clearly terrifying, okay?
"This is not about entering the Dao through gambling, this is about following the words and the law!"

The spirit of the weapon that had been lurking in the sea of ​​consciousness for a long time suddenly spoke as if it had resurrected from the dead.

Apparently, the weapon spirit was even more shocked than Han Yu.

"You bastard, you finally dare to come out for some fresh air?"

Han Yu was the first to denounce.

"Don't dare!"

The spirit of the weapon spoke in a bad mood, and the fog seemed to become even thicker to the naked eye, so much so that Han Yu felt that the fog was about to block his sea of ​​consciousness before he heard the other party's sigh of relief.

"I'm dying of suffocation. If Pingzi hadn't messed up my sea of ​​consciousness like this, I wouldn't even dare to show up." So, this fog was still Pingzi's work?

"What did you just say about following your words?"

Han Yu asked about what happened just now again. This bastard Qi Ling either knew nothing about anything or knew some weird stuff.

"This is the prototype of the rules, and it's about the same as my ability."

So what are the rules?
"Rules are the most important force between heaven and earth. They are scattered everywhere and are omnipresent. The ebb and flow of the tide is a rule, the rising sun is a rule, and everything that inevitably moves along a certain trajectory is a rule."

Its Hexidan also follows the rule, replacing everything today with future results, reversing cause and effect.

The pills in the bottle also follow the same rules, but the spirit of the weapon couldn't quite tell what they were specifically.

If you want to talk about the rule of choosing and giving up, it seems that it can be explained. After all, there are gains and losses when it comes to the pills in the bottle.

If you say it is a way of balance, it seems to explain it, because the bottle never allows people to get something for nothing.

When talking about the rules, the weapon spirit talked endlessly, especially about the abilities mastered by the old Taoist.

When they first made the bet, it also tried to peek, but in the end it didn't notice anything.

It wasn't until the Taoist priest won the bet and used the technique again that it reacted.

It is impossible to enter the Tao through gambling, or it should be said that it is not simply entering the Tao through gambling.

Betting may be a way of practicing, so after winning the bet you may gain certain abilities.

For example, the old Taoist now has the ability to make people fall down within seven steps.

Han Yu realized it later, and he couldn't help but recall that the old Taoist said at the beginning that he had disrupted his practice.

Doesn't that mean that the old Taoist was really practicing and was interrupted by himself?

"Come on, let's continue betting."

A malicious laugh interrupted the communication between the man and the spirit. When he came back to his senses, the old Taoist was rubbing his hands and looking at him excitedly.

"I don't have any money left to gamble."

Han Yu directly waved his hand to refuse. It was still possible to play around when you didn't know the other party's ability, but the other party was determined to do what he said, so what was the point of betting?

The old Taoist didn't intend to let him go. He pointed at his body and grinned.

"I don't care about the value of the money I bet. You can take off one piece of clothing every time you lose."

"He didn't even plan to ask for gambling money. I doubt that gambling is a necessary part of the practice."

The spirit of the weapon spoke thoughtfully, then suddenly laughed.

Because at this moment Han Yu was already retreating with his arms folded.

Is it such a wild game?
A bet on taking off clothes, or two men?

Han Yu felt unwell instantly...

……

"Sir, if all else fails, can you show your skills and capture the man?"

Looking for someone late at night, the messenger was asking with a bitter face.

Compared to their searching like headless flies, wouldn't it be better for this adult to just move his fingers and find the person?
"I would like to, but I haven't even seen anyone. At least give me the direction."

Mu Zilii was also helpless. The opponent fled too fast and there was no chance of contact at all. Even though he had great means, he was not able to search for the enemy in the void.

"I'm afraid that it's really that gentleman who caused the incident, and it will be difficult for you to handle it then."

The messenger smiled bitterly. As a confidant, he certainly didn't want to find someone to complain to so late at night. He was really afraid that the outsider would make things worse and it would be difficult for his master to end it.

"How about I disperse my men to search for them, and then use the signal as a guide."

If three hundred monks were to disperse, the search area would be larger.

The only thing to pay attention to is safety.

"Use the signal as a guide. Send a signal when you find it. Don't be reckless."

Muzi Li finally agreed to the envoy's idea, but he still gave many instructions.

After the huge crowd left, Mu Zilii rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

He had already made up his mind. If it was really Su Xiaoxiao who did it, he wouldn't mind abusing his power for personal gain and then locking him up for a thousand or eight hundred years to let him live in peace.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered something.

My own master also came to find me.

Although the master may not be in danger, there is a chance that the people who are with the master may be in danger.

Why does the reputation of gamblers remain so bad?

It’s because his master gambles on everything. If his master loses, it’s okay because he has plenty of things to compensate.

In fact, what he feared most was that his own master would kill everyone everywhere, leaving no chance for anyone to survive. It just so happened that this kind of thing happened very often.

Thinking of this, he was still somewhat worried.

But please don't let it be my own master who is bullying others, otherwise his reputation will be even worse...

(End of this chapter)