"No. 3, No. 4, and No. 12 are the three strongest ones. No. 1, No. 6, and No. 11 are the weakest ones. You can decide your bet based on my judgment.
You can make single bets, combined bets, or scattered bets... Remember, if you win, you'll share half of it with me..."
Slug expressed his judgment without hiding anything. Of course, his so-called judgment was just that, and it was only about the same level as other gamblers present.
"It's the same as not saying it! Based on your past record, I bet that if I choose other six donkeys, the chances of winning are much greater than yours..."
As they become familiar with each other, it is inevitable to criticize each other. Slug intends to refute, but he cannot avoid the fact that he has been betting on donkeys for many years but has never won resources in donkey racing!
But he still said stubbornly, "I have won the jackpot more than once..."
As soon as he heard the tone of his voice, Lou Xiaoyi knew what was going on, "Brother Sniffle, can we not deceive ourselves? If I bet on twelve donkeys at one time, I will definitely win the one with the highest odds.
Grand prize? Does it make sense? The odds of winning the grand prize are only five times. If you throw in a spiritual stone, you will get one and a half. Who will get the remaining ten and a half spiritual stones that you lose?
I can finally see it. The organizer is trying their best to lower the odds of single bets, but increase the odds of combined bets, and offer huge rewards to attract people. I wish everyone would bet on twelve consecutive bets...
A papaya is hung in front of the donkey's head, causing it to run for its life. How powerful are humans? It's just that it's replaced by a spiritual stone, in an invisible way!"
The slug said angrily: "Are you going to place a bet or not? You are the one who wants to come here! You are the one who doesn't understand the rules! But it is you who pretends to undermine the world with so many nonsense words! If you don't want to be a donkey, let's go back together to settle the matter!"
Lou Xiaoyi chuckled, "Haha, it's okay to be a donkey once in a while and experience the happiness of a donkey, as long as you don't always be a donkey... Brother Snot, you come first, I'll see how you place your bets."
The slug is disdainful and has been pretending to be a big clove of garlic for a long time, so why don't you still want to look at him?
The two came to the betting point and chose an empty reception. It was still very early before the opening ceremony. Most of the gamblers were still making nervous calculations. Amid the fierce arguments, the place seemed very quiet. Only the most confident and the rookies were there.
That's why we are impatient now.
Slug showed his bets, and based on his judgment of the donkey's strength, he made ten combination bets, all three in a row, three before three, three after three, one before and two after, two before and one after, and so on.
This is not just a matter of choosing a pair of donkeys, but also considering their ranking. There are requirements for permutations and combinations, which is not easy.
Slugs still have some experience. Veterans usually choose three consecutive bets. The probability of winning is relatively high, and the odds can also guarantee the harvest; it is not the novices who rush to make ten or twelve consecutive bets as soon as they enter the market; the odds are
It's very tempting. If you win the bet once, you won't have to worry about your future. The question is, have you won?
Each bet is ten top-grade spiritual stones, totaling a hundred, which is already considered a big deal among gamblers; not every monk has the financial resources to come to the core disciples, like those minor foundation-building cultivators, all use top-grade and medium-grade spirits.
There are those who bet on stones, and there are even poor people who use low-grade spiritual stones.
"Don't even think about eating a fat man in one bite! Entertainment is entertainment. Small gambling will make you happy, but big gambling will harm your health..." Slug looked like he had experienced this before.
Lou Xiaoyi thought for a while, his character is that he pursues stability when he is small, and pursues madness when he is big. He touched the Najie on his hand and found that he has basically not had much external wealth in the more than three hundred years since the Golden Elixir.
But the cost is not big, and the demand for external objects from a Taoist tradition such as sword cultivation is not worth mentioning compared to legal cultivation, especially since there is no need to burn the sword array!
The only demand for materials was obtained for free through thieves. Therefore, after three hundred years, the accumulated wealth is also very considerable. When it comes to spiritual stones, there are tens of thousands of top-quality spiritual stones. On average, three spiritual stones are accumulated every year.
Ten coins, this income is really not high.
These things are of little use after reaching Nascent Soul, and they have to be exchanged for Yuqing, so you have to find an opportunity to spend them!
The receiving monk felt that a small mountain had been piled up on the stone table in front of him! Thousands of top-quality spiritual stones piled together were also very visually impactful!
"I, I, guest sir, this is..."
"Place a bet! What, is there an upper limit for your bets in Lingu?" Lou Xiaoyi looked like a high roller.
The little foundation-building cultivator nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and then shook his head. He hadn't met such a high-roller in many years? He really didn't treat spiritual stones as spiritual stones, but as stones!
"No, there is no upper limit! But Xiao Xiu does not have enough authority, so I will call the uncles for the guests!"
Xiao Xiu hurriedly sent a message. The amount of the bet was too large. It was almost the sum of a donkey race. It was not something he could handle. One less spirit stone would be his entire salary for the whole year!
"You're crazy!"
Slug feels that this is not something a normal person can do! Even if you have never gambled, you have heard of it, right? With the perspective of the Jindan realm, how can you do such a mindless and stupid thing?
"Ears! If you find it inconvenient to carry around so many spiritual stones, just leave them here! Why give them to the casino for free?"
Lou Xiaoyi smiled and said, "What odds do you give me? I'm sure to win this bet!"
Slug was completely speechless, but he immediately understood that this guy was probably not really gambling, but was setting up a trap for the casino! If you want to cause trouble, you have to have a reason, and it would be bad if you pay less.
I fell out of favor, so I made a big move!
After he figured it out, he didn't bother to persuade him anymore, thinking that he would start to stir up trouble next, and his heart ached a little. Those hundred spiritual stones were all in vain. If this fight started, who would pay him back?
But how does this guy plan to cause trouble? He hasn't figured it out yet, let's wait and see!
Soon, the three host Jindan flew over. Seeing this large pile of top-quality spiritual stones, they were also dizzy;
The leader came over and was very respectful. This is a super important customer, so he has to wait on him.
"I am honored that your distinguished guest can come to Shanglin to support me! I wonder how many spiritual stones your honored guest has here?"
Gambling, as a rule, you can't ask about people's names and origins. This is a rule. Gambling places pay special attention to gambling. They know that customers care about this, so they don't say a word if they are close to each other.
It is related to a certain major cultivator in Shanglin Qilu, so is this spiritual stone profitable or not?
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"Ten thousand pieces of the best!" Lou Xiaoyi looked like a nouveau riche.
"Wait a moment, Shanglin's rules, I'm going to check them out, please don't be weird!"
The three of them each used their spiritual consciousness to carefully examine the quantity and quality of the spiritual stones. This was an essential procedure. The foundation-building cultivator presented the two of them with the best spiritual tea. Whether they drank it or not was another matter. This was a matter of attitude!
The surrounding gamblers also realized the anomaly of this betting spot, and slowly many people gathered around them. Of course, they kept a proper distance.
Someone exclaimed, "My dear! Why don't you have tens of thousands of top-quality spiritual stones? If I have such a fortune, why do I come here?"
I don’t know if this person is staying here and slowly placing bets? Or is he just jumping the gun?"
