Xu Xian returned to Yuhang County in a daze.

Regarding the matter of the ancestor, he felt a little unreliable.

Although he holds the Qingping Sword in his hand, he really has to face the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect. The Qingping Sword is not invincible. Maybe he can get shit out. If he gets hit into the shit, they will use shit to hit him.

Um,

After all, when they attacked the Jie Sect, their methods must be extremely cruel when they attacked the Jie Sect immortals.

Even Xu Shusheng saw a little bit in the eyes of his master and senior brother, and couldn't believe it.

This means that this matter is also beyond the expectations of both.

But Xu Xian thought for a moment that although the ancestor regarded himself as a magic weapon, he had never cheated him.

So is it possible?

What he was facing was not the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Analects, but other existences?

Thinking about it,

Xu Shusheng suddenly thought of something.

Why doesn’t the Acharya enter the calamity?

In other words, why did the twelve golden immortals of the Analects not enter the disaster?

That's someone who helps to conquer the disaster.

In the Battle of the Gods, the twelve golden immortals each took their own disciples and asked their disciples to help them with the disaster.

This is true for Yang Jian, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi and others.

Then the twelve Daozis at the moment...

Wuhu!

Is there another possibility? Although the twelve golden immortals of the Analects have been reincarnated, they do not intend to be born directly for safety reasons.

Instead, based on the influence of the three major Taoist sects, they want to create the so-called "strongest" twelve Taoists to attract the attention of the cultivation world and help block the disaster?

Is this the problem of the old master forcing Zhang Huaiyu to retreat?

I just don’t want Zhang Huaiyu to go up and die.

As for the ancestor who angrily asked him to smash the situation, it was because he was not so informative after being isolated from the three realms. He made a decision based on his few words?

"It's not impossible, saints can make mistakes." Xu Xian, as a senior talent with nine years of compulsory education, naturally understood that although saints are powerful, they are not omniscient and omnipotent.

Especially when my master faces the Academic Sect...

So they also have the possibility of deducing mistakes.

Especially during this period, the saints were unable to descend to the mortal world and could only do things outside.

So.

Xu Xian touched his chin, and he planned to make a decision that violated the master's sect.

Um!

This behavior seems very inappropriate.

But the ancestors cannot come down to earth to teach themselves a lesson now. The things they have to bear in the future are obviously responsible for Xu Xian. Is it related to my current Xu Xian?

Thinking about it,

Xu Xian smiled happily, wanting to be a salted fish at home and too lazy to work overtime.

And when you walk to the door.

An extremely familiar scene appeared.

In other words, a familiar fisherman appeared on his fishing position.

Zhen Youqian!

At this time, Zhen Youqian looked bitter and looked like he was out of money. He held the fishing rod tremblingly. When he looked at the visitor, he swallowed even more: "Brother Xu, hug..."

"Damn it, get out of here!" Xu Xian looked at him and was about to hug him, and he would kick him up.

Zhen Youqian stood up aggrievedly and patted his body again, looking very sorry for his clothes.

He pursed his lips and cried again: "Brother Xu... I was robbed!"

"Robbery, as the little disciple of the Demon Elimination Department, who dares to rob you without eyes?" Xu Xian raised his eyebrows.

Lao Zhen’s situation is wrong.

Not only did he lose his cultivation level, but he became in a daze, which was even worse than his previous state.

"It's a bit outrageous to say that I'm robbed, but I lost the bet!"

"Do you dare believe this?"

"I am the gambler in Chang'an City!"

"I lost and broke the bankruptcy when I fought all the invincible gambling saints in Chang'an..."

"Just a while ago, I went back to Chang'an City and played with those guys who couldn't fight all day. But they lost in a hurry and said they wanted to find someone who could fight better than me, and they called themselves the god of gambling.

Hey, as the saint of gambling in Chang'an City, how could I be convinced? Especially if someone dares to call me the god of gambling in front of me?

I agreed at that time and wanted to teach the thief a lesson!

At the beginning, I kept winning, but I never stopped. My hands were weakened. I thought that even if this person’s card skills were good, he was not my opponent.

But as the man was a little bit ahead, he suddenly took out tens of millions of spirit stones and planned to make a round of sprints. My eyes turned red at the time and followed him.

Then……

I lost!

My family has been emptied.

I'm now a pauper." Zhen Yougan said, and saw Xu Xian's slightly disgusting eyes.

Then, Zhen Yougan narrowed his eyes and said again: "But I am your wallet,

Isn’t he just slapping you in the face if he wins my money?

You saw your wallet stolen...

To be honest, can you bear this, Brother Xu?

It is said that my money is your money, and your money is still your money.

Especially if you put your money here, it will continue to increase slowly, but now someone is robbing it openly."

Xu Xian touched his chin and felt thoughtful, and was angry at that time: "It's outrageous. Lao Zhen is right, I can't bear it."

Yes, Old Zhen is not very good, but he is still his own wallet at least.

"You said, who won your money, how much?"

"One thousand two million spirit stones..."

"Hiss..." Xu Xian looked at Zhen Yougan deeply. He took a breath of air and calmed his mind as much as possible and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, who won your money away?

This is not winning your money.

This is just killing me..."

Zhen Yougan looked at Xu Xian who was even more excited than him and knew that he had bet right. He didn't believe in Xu Xian's strength...

The guy who can win his money,

How to say it?

The methods are outrageous.

In addition, the man had a great official position, Zhen Yougan thought for a while and swallowed his saliva and asked, "Brother Xu, this spirit stone is coming back. How much do you plan to... collect?"

"I, Xu Hanwen, treat you as a brother..."

"How could I charge money?" Xu Xian shrugged and pinched Lao Zhen's shoulders.

To be honest, his wallet is indeed weak.

Zhen Yougan felt the powerful hands on his shoulders. After a moment of contemplation, he clenched his fists and said seriously: "Okay, I understand what Brother Xu means.

But that man was an official in the court and his official position was not small. We must not use force, otherwise my master would not be able to protect our compassion.

It is best to win back the spirit stone by using virtue to win people back with more beaver methods.”

"The high-ranking official of Chang'an City?" Xu Xian raised his eyebrows and said in confusion: "Who?"

"The Minister of Revenue in the current dynasty!"

"Ministry of Revenue..." Xu Shusheng swallowed his saliva and said in confusion: "Is it the one who manages the imperial court's money?"

"Yes, you have money, you have more money than me." Zhen Yougan nodded vigorously, otherwise how could he play such a big bet with others?

There are many rich people in Chang'an City.
To be continued...