Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

Fatty Wang was stunned, but he kept his professional smile on his face and said, "Okay, VIP, it's whatever you say."

The two men each held the Heaven and Earth Order, and after a light touch, Fatty Wang took out the chips from the box and personally placed them in front of Qu Jiangtian.

Qu Jiangtian took a quick glance, confirmed that everything was correct, and started betting again.

But this time, his bet was much smaller. Although he still had three hands per person, the chips were changed to ten-dollar blue chips.

Without the gambling scene, the monks who were watching the show gradually lost interest and many of them dispersed.

After about twenty games.

As Qu Jiangtian grabbed a deck of cards, the longan ring on his hand suddenly turned blood red, and a mysterious aura spread outward, instantly enveloping Qu Jiangtian.

Some of it even spread to Zhao Rui who was standing next to him.

Zhao Rui was immersed in the card game when he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes. He shook his head in a daze, and everything returned to normal.

He was just wondering when he heard Qu Jiangtian say, "Anyone who gambles knows that the banker has a higher chance of winning. But why? So many people are still crazy and come to this valley to give away spirit stones?"

Zhao Rui was shocked and fell into deep thought.

Yes! Why should I keep gambling here?

Well, isn't the Qi family blocking us outside? I'm just playing around...

No! Are the Qi family still outside? After so much time, everything in and out of the valley is normal, but I haven't heard of anyone blocking the door.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rui was already sweating profusely, as if he had woken up from a nightmare.

His lips trembled as he sighed, "If you win, you want more. If you lose, you want to make up for it."

Qu Jiangtian nodded, picked up a handful of chips in front of him and said, "It makes some sense, but not that much sense! Whoever's answer can convince everyone today will get the chips."

He grabbed at random and there were at least a thousand chips, which was a huge sum of money for all the monks in the field.

As discussions rang out, the scene instantly became lively, attracting countless gamblers.

A monk with a full beard stepped forward and said, "From my point of view, what the donor said just now only reflects people's 'greed'. In addition, many monks get addicted when gambling. The more they lose, the more they want to gamble. This can be called 'anger'. Some monks always think they can win the jackpot, which is 'stupidity'. With all three poisons, it's no wonder that countless people are addicted!"

Qu Jiangtian listened carefully and said with a smile: "The more you lose, the more you want to gamble. It seems that this is talking about me! It doesn't matter! My master has long said that I am not good at controlling my temper. I lost a lot today, maybe this is the reason."

He clasped his fists and bowed to the monk, saying, "Master, what you said makes a lot of sense. Do you believe it?"

"Wait!" A lady with fair skin and beautiful features walked out from the crowd and said:

"I've read a lot of Buddhist scriptures, and the words about greed, anger, and ignorance do make sense, but they're more like talking about the characteristics of different people when gambling, and they don't really capture the essence of it. I think gambling is a feeling, just like two people falling in love. It can make you depressed, but it can also make you happy, and it's not easy to fade away. As long as you're at the table, there'll always be something that makes your heart beat waiting for you in the next hand."

As soon as the noble lady finished speaking, Qu Jiangtian immediately praised: "Wonderful! Wonderful! What this auntie said..."

"Who is your aunt!" The lady rolled her eyes, turned and left, not caring about Qu Jiangtian's spirit stone.

On the left side of the gambling table, Long Wanshou laughed loudly. After a while, he said, "That's all nonsense. This gambling thing is not just like love. It actually speeds up your feeling of being alive!"

Around the gambling table, everyone had confused expressions and looked puzzled.

Long Wanshou coughed lightly and continued, "This gambling is like practicing. You breathe in and out and swallow pills every day, and it will take many years to make progress and feel the mystery of the breakthrough. But gambling! Seeing the opportunity is making a decision, and putting the chips down is paying the price. After half a cup of tea, you can know the result. You make decisions all the time, pay the price every moment, and know the result every minute. Isn't this speeding up the feeling of being alive?"

These words made many people look enlightened, as if they could find themselves in them.

Qu Jiangtian also fell into deep thought. After a while, he clapped his hands three times in a row.

His applause attracted many people to follow, but before a few rounds of applause, Qu Jiangtian said loudly:

"So, the main effect of this formation is to amplify the desires in people's hearts, making them unable to extricate themselves."

When everyone heard what he said, they all looked puzzled, except Long Wanshou, whose expression changed.

He put his hands in his sleeves and made a gesture, and whispered, "My friend, I know you have an extraordinary background, but we have always kept to ourselves. Do you really have to ruin my business?"

Qu Jiangtian stood up suddenly and said loudly: "The purpose of this trip down the mountain is to eliminate demons and defend the way of Taoism. You use this evil method to deceive people, so you can't stay."

As he spoke, he reached around his waist and pulled out a ghost-head dagger.

The dagger was as black as ink, and in the eyes of the ghost head at the end, two blue flames flickered, emitting a cold light.

Qu Jiangtian held the dagger in his right hand, slashed it across his left wrist, and said, "Please come, Lord Ghost King!"

The bright red blood turned into a line of blood and flew into the ghost head's mouth, instantly making the blue flame swell.

"Jie Jie..."

With a strange laugh, the ghost head broke away from the dagger and turned into the size of a human head. It opened its mouth and sprayed a blue mist towards Long Wanshou.

Long Wanshou snorted coldly, then quickly made hand gestures to cast a spell and put up a golden shield.

He was full of confidence and was not afraid of the blue mist coming towards him.

However, the next moment, he let out a cry of pain and quickly dodged to the side.

"What the hell is this? This is definitely not a spell that can be mastered by those in the Qi training stage."

Qu Jiangtian sneered without saying anything, and continued to command the ghost head to spray blue mist towards Long Wanshou.

The moment Zhao Rui saw the ghost head, he knew something was wrong and hurriedly grabbed the chips on the table and stepped back.

But the blue mist spread incredibly quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped him.

A feeling of dizziness came over Zhao Rui, his body swayed and he was about to fall.

Suddenly, a cool feeling arose in his heart, and his consciousness instantly became extremely clear.

The experiences of the past year flashed through my mind like a flood.

What have I done!

Zhao Rui hurriedly checked his body and soon discovered that there was something extra in his soul.

An invisible and intangible restriction was hidden deep in his sea of ​​consciousness, just like the oath he made that year.

Behind Zhao Rui, Shen and Qian were also experiencing everything. After they woke up, they immediately said:

"Master Zhao, should we...well, we can't leave without the master's consent."

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, this kind of power... yes, we can't leave."

At the same time, the same thing happened to the people around after they touched the blue mist, as if they had suddenly woken up from a dream.

They were either doubtful or afraid, and they all retreated, leaving Qu Jiangtian and Long Wanshou in the middle.

"Aren't you going to show your true form yet?" Qu Jiang Tiandao said.