In the dark banker, you bet without knowing your opponent. You bet on your own move to win. The odds are 10 to 1.
Wang Xu bet all his worth in one breath. If he can win, the gambling house will pay him a thousand pieces of the origin of the world.
The price is neither high nor low, and since he is not well-known, few people will follow suit and bet on him, and the accumulated bet amount is probably not too high.
Wang Xu thought, his opponent wouldn't be too strong in the first match, and there was no need for the gambling house to stop him just for the sake of winning a thousand coins. As long as he wasn't extremely unlucky, the chance of facing off against a strong opponent was very small.
Sure enough, when he returned to the Tower of Babel and started drawing lots, his first opponent was a mid-level eighth-level monk named Cai Shun.
Wang Xu didn't know much about Cai Shun, except that he was a local monk who was good at using a shadowless sword. He was a strong casual cultivator and had some reputation among the casual cultivators in the Heluo world.
No matter how many there are, it’s unclear. There are tens of thousands of quasi-sages like Cai Shun in the Heluo world. They may be famous in their respective circles, but they are not enough to look at the entire world. In addition, there are no outstanding ones.
His achievements naturally didn’t receive much attention.
"Master, are you sure?"
Seeing Wang Xu come back from drawing lots, Zhao Xiaodan asked worriedly from the side.
Wang Xu's face remained calm and he said calmly: "It's like picking something out of a bag."
"No. 3 Arena, the first match of the preliminary round, Wang Xu versus Cai Shun. The rules of the game are: the one who dies loses, the one who leaves the ring loses, the one who admits defeat loses, the one who falls to the ground unable to get up for ten seconds loses... Please both sides
Players enter the ring!"
Nine arenas made of floating stones slowly rose into the sky. As a contestant in the third arena, Wang Xu glanced at Cai Shun, who was also looking at him, and smiled incomprehensibly.
The next second, the two figures disappeared instantly, leaving only two afterimages in place.
Looking again, the two of them were already standing on the ring within a hundred feet. At the same time, the two figures appeared in the sky, but someone used the technique of water mirror to reflect everything on the ring into the sky, making everyone
You can see the game scene.
"Game start!"
Following an order, the ten monks on the stage moved at the same time.
Wang Xu was no exception. He stretched out a finger towards Cai Shun and sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth.
"One, what do you mean, you want to defeat me with one move?"
Cai Shun was furious when he saw Wang Xu's gesture. Although his cultivation level was only average among the eighth level, he could not be insulted lightly.
Over the years of fighting in the north and south, he didn't believe anyone could...
Well!!
Before Cai Shun had time to think about it, he felt a chill on his neck.
He glanced and saw a man holding a three-pointed two-edged sword standing behind his headless body.
Hey, where is my head?
Not only Cai Shun was full of surprise before his death, but also others were stunned.
You know, Cai Shun's strength is at the mid-eighth level, and he is not at the bottom among the contestants. He is not just a cat or a dog.
He was instantly killed without holding on to a single move. This result was unexpected by many people.
Swish, brush, brush!!
Countless eyes fell on Wang Xu, and even the saints hidden in the Tongtian Tower also cast their eyes over.
Wang Xu's expression remained unchanged and he shook off the blood on the long knife.
Killing instantly with one sword was within his expectation. It was not surprising that he could do it, but it was surprising that he couldn't do it.
"Did I win?"
"Win, win."
The eighth-level monk who acted as the referee took a step back in fright.
Wang Xu didn't answer when he heard the sound. He jumped up from the ring and landed next to Zhao Xiaodan. He opened the third eye between his eyebrows and looked at the situation in the rest of the ring.
"Hey, it's that monk at the trading market!"
When looking towards Arena No. 5, Wang Xu saw an acquaintance who claimed to be Monk Shenhui from Daguangming Temple.
Monk Shenhui is dueling with a powerful alien beast. The opponent is a thousand-eyed mantis, whose eyes can emit destructive rays, and the weapon in his hand is a pair of swords.
Feeling Wang Xu's gaze, Monk Shenhui turned around and smiled, and then calmly faced the powerful alien beast.
From Wang Xu's perspective, it was not difficult to see that the powerful alien beasts on the opposite side seemed to have unparalleled offensive power, but in fact they were unable to interfere with Shenhui at all.
On the other hand, Monk Shenhui was walking around like a picnic, and he was able to make a fool of the powerful beasts with just his steps.
As the saying goes, you can't be tough for a long time, and you can't be gentle too late. The strong alien beast also quickly discovered that he was no match for the monk opposite him, and he surrendered in despair.
"Shenhui wins!"
With the declaration of victory, Monk Shenhui jumped down from the ring, stepped on the void and came to Wang Xu's side, clasped his hands and said: "Donor, we meet again."
"Monk, didn't you say that you have nothing to gain? How can you pay the registration fee if you don't have money?" Wang Xu thought about how Shenhui didn't even come out with a hundred sources that day, so he wanted to follow his ancient Buddha's Three Worlds Sutra, and he was angry for a moment.
Don't hit any place.
Monk Shenhui picked up the flowers and smiled, saying with a smile: "The donor misunderstood. The young monk has nothing but a sharp tongue. The donor who collected the registration fee felt the sincerity of the young monk and made special arrangements for him.
The door has already made immeasurable merit."
"So powerful?" Wang Xu didn't believe it.
Shen Hui heard the sound and laughed and said: "It's not that the young monk is powerful, but that the donor is very wise. The young monk lectured him on sutras every day, and it only took eight days to convince him."
Wang Xu: "..."
This isn't persuasion, it's just that I'm annoyed and can't do anything about it.
Shenhui's cultivation level is not weak, he is at least the eighth level of perfection. In addition, his origin is unpredictable and his magical powers are excellent. There may not be many people who can drive him away.
Among these people, the one who collects registration fees is definitely not included.
"Monk Shenhui, I came to the martial arts conference for the innate treasure. What are you doing for it? From what you said before, I'm afraid the Daguangming Temple where you came from is not simple. Isn't it also for an innate treasure?"
Wang Xu thought about the origin of Shenhui. The Daguangming Temple where he was located was located in the Great Guangming World. A world was named after a temple. Who dared to say that Guangming Temple would be simple.
I dare not say too much, but the Guangming Buddha in Guangming Temple is at least a powerful saint, and more likely to be in the heavenly realm.
Because in the so-called prehistoric world, the word Hong is taken from the homophonic pronunciation of the word Hong of the ancestor Hongjun. Naming a world after oneself is a privilege only for those who are strong in the Heavenly Dao Realm.
Great Guangming Buddha, Great Guangming Temple, Great Guangming World, if there is no contact, who would believe it?
"Infinite Life Buddha, as you said, the young monk is not here for any treasures, but to meet the fallen Holy Lord. The young monk has been here for some time, and I feel ashamed to say it, let alone the Fallen Holy Lord.
Even the Holy King of Heluo refuses to see me, so long as he comes up with this plan."
"Meet the Fallen Holy Lord? What do you want to do?" Wang Xu was very surprised. In the eyes of the monks, the Fallen Holy Lord was a heinous devil. No ordinary monk would even have such an idea, let alone meeting him.
"Well..."
Monk Shenhui smiled brightly and said in a firm and noble tone: "I plan to argue with the fallen Holy Lord. If you don't argue with the law, you will not understand, and if you don't argue with the Tao, you won't understand. The path he chose is wrong. He relies on plundering other worlds.
To delay the life of the community in the fallen world is a poor choice in itself. The Buddha said that it cannot be broken without establishing, that it cannot be given up without being abandoned, that it cannot be empty without being quiet, that it cannot be quiet without being empty, and the relic..."
"Stop, stop, stop, stop, what on earth do you want to say?" Wang Xu interrupted Monk Shenhui. He knew the profession of monk too well, and he was the most eloquent in the world. Let him continue talking, and he could talk for days and nights.
None of them get to the point.
"The top ten contestants in the martial arts competition will be received by the Fallen Holy Lord. I plan to use this opportunity to lobby and persuade the Fallen Donor to put down his butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
Shenhui clasped his hands together, and the dazzling golden wheel of merit hung upside down behind his head, making his bald head sparkle.
Wang Xu felt it was unreliable as soon as he heard it. What kind of world is a fallen world? A world where the sky is dead and evil spirits are in power.
At a glance, everyone here is riddled with sin. They are a group of parasites that suck the blood of other worlds and survive. No one is a good person.
Among them is the Fallen Holy Lord, who is the devil among devils and the ancestor of all devils.
For him, cultivating the world is just a piece of cake. He can easily destroy a world and enslave hundreds of millions of creatures. If he can put down his butcher knife, Wang Xu can go home and raise pigs.
Can Monk Shenhui discern the Dharma with such an old demon?
The Light Buddha he believes in has just arrived. He only has the Divine Wisdom Monk, so it is a good thing not to be deceived by the fallen Holy Lord.
It’s not like Wang Xu has never dealt with Buddhism and Taoism, and he is very aware of the murderous intent contained in Dharma and Zen debate.
It is said that Sakyamuni had several discussions with the demon king Bo Xun. Bo Xun wanted to lead Sakyamuni into the path of demons, and Sakyamuni wanted to lead Bo Xun into Buddhism. The two debated for forty-nine days and reached a stalemate. Sakyamuni thought that
pity.
This is because Sakyamuni Buddha's Dharma is so profound that it is difficult for him to shake it. If it were an ordinary monk trying to discern the Dharma with Bo Xun, he would have been seduced by Bo Xun long ago due to his unstable Zen mind.
One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon.
If the monk Shenhui fails to discern the Dharma, his Taoist mind is destroyed, and he cannot escape the disaster of replacing the Buddha with a demon, only the evil monk Shenhui will be left in the future.
As for Wang Xu, it sounds like he doesn't think highly of him at all.