"Everyone, please go inside. King Wu will go to the second floor, Wu Zong will go to the third floor, and Wu Zun will go to the fourth floor..." In front of the Yingbin Building, Bai Xiaolong and other disciples were greeting the guests.
This time, after all, it was about the face of Dawang Mountain. All the disciples received them carefully and arranged them in an orderly manner.
Each floor of the Yingbin Building was greeted by Dawangshan disciples, and a plate of Dawangshan fruits was placed on every table. The aroma of the fruits made everyone present feel full of appetite.
"I don't know how the fruits in Dawang Mountain grow, but they are so delicious..."
"Damn it! It's not enough to eat one, but if you want to eat it again, you have to spend money to buy it. It's too expensive..."
"It's not just fruits. Take a look at Dawangshan's menu. These dishes are affordable. Even rich people have to weigh them carefully."
"I really envy the disciples of those big sects. Every table is filled with dishes. It feels so good..."
"Ahem, no one seems to have eaten the fruit on that table. How about we go... Hehehe..."
…
At this time, a large number of people had gathered on the first floor of the Yingbin Building. Fortunately, the Yingbin Building was big enough, otherwise it would be impossible to accommodate them.
Moreover, the people on the first floor of the Yingbin Building are all disciples below King Wu, so they can squeeze in as much as possible. As for King Wu, they can go to the second floor, and the space is much more relaxed.
Strength determines status. This is an eternal truth.
"Everyone, please pay attention. In order to increase everyone's interest, our Dawang Mountain has specially added entertainment activities. Each floor will have a disciple who is responsible for placing bets. The King of Dawang Mountain VS the God of Cookery, the odds are one to two. This is a rare way to make money. Opportunity, everyone can bet as much as you want when the time comes!”
Han Dapeng also stood outside the door and shouted loudly.
"Haha, I can still place bets. Is there any need to compete? The God of Cookery must win..."
"I'll go, there are so many of us, no matter how awesome Dawangshan is, I'll probably lose all my pants..."
"Hahaha, why do you care so much? As long as we can make money, I'll bet the God of Cookery to win!"
…
Everyone is scrambling to find a place to place their bets.
"Haha, this building is just as you said, it's really good..." Seeing the Yingbin Building, the general manager couldn't help but sigh.
"Yes, we have lived a long time and have experienced a lot. We have never been as surprised as today..."
General Tian also sighed with emotion, and then added: "But this Dawang Mountain actually dares to set up a gambling game. Do you really want to compete with the God of Cookery?"
"We have all experienced the cooking skills of that old guy, the God of Cookery. In this world, I really don't believe that anyone's cooking skills can surpass his..." General Di agreed.
"Um...the two generals, actually...I think Dawangshan should win..." At this time, the fat man couldn't help but remind him.
"Oh? What do you mean by this?"
"Disciple has tasted the craftsmanship of that great king. It is definitely rare in the world..." The fat man couldn't help but think of the bowl of spiritual medicine before leaving. He had an incomparable aftertaste, and then said: "And... according to the disciple, this great king has never..." Make a losing business!"
The two generals' expressions changed and they couldn't help but ponder. This Dawang Mountain is so magical. How can the king be a mortal? How could he do such a losing business
During the conversation, the four of them had already entered the reception building, then walked straight through the crowd and entered the second floor.
There are obviously a lot less people on the second floor, less than one-third of the first floor, and because they are all Martial Kings, they all have the demeanor of a master, and the order is much better than on the first floor.
"General, please go up. This third floor... we... can't go up..."
The thin man and the fat man looked at each other, and the thin man couldn't help but speak, with a wry smile on his face.
"It's okay, we can't break the barrier of Dawang Mountain..." General Tian nodded. He had also talked about the barrier of the Yingbin Tower, so it was not surprising.
When the two generals went up, the fat and thin people smiled, and immediately understood what the other party was thinking, and walked directly towards Xiong Da in the corner. There were many people gathered there, and there were constant arguments. It was at the bottom of the second floor. Where to note…
As for the third level, the number of people was much smaller. Wu Zong was the strongest person in the Wuzhou Continent. Many people naturally recognized the two generals and stood up to say hello.
On the fourth floor, only Wu Zun can go up. There are only eight or nine people, all of whom are reminiscing about the past.
"Hahaha, I knew you two would come over, and it's true!" The speaker was an old man with black hair and a black beard. Unlike other old men, his beard and hair didn't have any white at all, and his beard grew to his chest.
"Haha, you old guys are so early..." the two generals of heaven and earth responded as they looked at everyone with a smile.
Then, they glanced at each other and couldn't help but be stunned, "Why are you guys here?"
There are many sects in Dongzhou County. Even if they are Martial Lords, there should be hundreds of them. The appeal of the God of Cookery Order and the Holy Pill Order should be far more than these.
"Aren't you two the only ones here in your General's Mansion? It's not exactly peaceful recently..." Another old man replied, with a hint.
"And some old guys are in seclusion and can't come at all."
The two generals of heaven and earth nodded slightly and stopped talking. Instead, they looked at the center of the building, where Mr. Zhao was sitting, talking to other martial masters.
There was also a sign placed in front of him - Betting Place.
"Hahaha, Danyin, I didn't expect you to join a force in the end." General Tian smiled slightly and stepped forward and said.
On this level, they all know each other and there is no need for introduction.
"I will be the guest of Dawang Mountain from now on. You must take good care of Dawang Mountain." Mr. Zhao was not polite and said directly, and then said: "You two are here at the right time. The competition will start soon. Hurry up and place your bets. Bar… "
The two generals of heaven and earth slowly walked closer, only to see the contents of everyone's bets being recorded in front of Mr. Zhao.
"Feiyan Sect, bet on Feiyu Step, God of Cookery will win, bet on a sixth-grade elixir..."
"Bad Sword Alliance, bet on a heavenly sword, the God of Cookery will win, bet on a sixth-grade elixir..."
"Tianjian Pavilion, bet on the three styles of the Heavenly Sword, the God of Cookery wins, bet on a sixth-grade elixir..."
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At their level, spiritual stones no longer represent anything, so they are naturally replaced by some strange objects.
The bets placed here are all for the God of Cookery to win. Obviously, he has full confidence in the God of Cookery's cooking skills.
"Haha, Danyin, you are actually willing to take out so many elixirs to bet with us. It seems that you are optimistic about the king of Dawang Mountain..." General Tian laughed and said involuntarily.
At their level, all of them are very skilled, so there must be something fishy about Danyin's approach.
However, with the cooking skills of the God of Cookery, there was obviously no reason to lose, so although everyone was confused, they couldn't guess what kind of medicine Zhao Lao Gourd was selling.
There will be another chapter in the afternoon, happy Double Eleven everyone...
(End of chapter)