The blue little people were unmoved and sang their own songs.

"If you don't want toast, then you'll disappear to me." He Bin showed his fierce face. He used his supernatural powers to grab the blue villain's clothes and threw his eyebrows into the waterfall. The waterfall began to flow again, and black water flowed out, wrapping the blue villain. He Bin stood on the shore and looked at them and sneered: "You're lucky."

As soon as he turned around, he saw a vending machine. It was an unusual vending machine. The vending opportunity I saw in supermarkets on weekdays to sell beverages. Now there is a popular internet celebrity vending machine on the market, which sells internet celebrity gifts. However, the fully vending machine in front of He Bin does not sell beverages or snacks, nor does it sell gorgeous and fancy snacks. It sells something called wealth here.

What is wealth? Things that can make people feel pleasure can be called wealth. For example, there are three things in the bottom line of the vending machine. The first thing is a check of 100 million that can be cashed indefinitely, the second thing is a magic medicine that can make people live for a hundred years without illness, and the third thing is a pill that can make people obtain superpowers. The more they are treated, the better. On the top of the vending machine, there is only one thing, and that thing is placed in a colorful purple gold box, with a golden label on the outside of the box - the Soul of Creation.

"Soul of Creation, what is this?" Obviously, He Bin is like the audience in the Death Live Room, and is very interested in such a super award. Ye Chen plays a long line to catch big fish, so he is naturally happy to explain what this is.

"A soul of creation, as long as it takes the soul of creation, it can have the divine nature of the God of Creation and create the world." As the cold electronic sound disappeared, Ye Chen also heard the sound he wanted - He Bin's increasingly heavy breathing sound, and he nodded with satisfaction.

"How can we obtain the Creation Soul?" He Bin asked. The fanaticism in his eyes was real. Although he thought he was in a dream now, the opportunity to become a Creation God was even in a dream, which was exciting enough.

"As long as you do gambling, you can get purple gold coins when you win. If you put purple gold coins into the vending machine, you can get rewards randomly. The rewards cannot be repeated or reset." The cold electronic sound cannot destroy the blazing flames burning in He Bin's heart. He lifted up his sleeves and glanced at the surroundings and asked, "Gambling? This is simpler for me, start quickly."

"Gambling requires gambling money." With the appearance of electronic sound, another machine appeared in front of He Bin. This machine looked very much like a slot machine on the market, but the tags in the slot machine were all fruits, but the tags in this machine were arms, eyes, thighs, calves and other things.

After seeing it, He Bin subconsciously jumped in his heart and asked, "What is this?"

"The exchange machine can exchange gambling funds."

"What should I change? The body part?" There was a hint of fear in He Bin's tone, but under the fear, there was a hint of imperceptible desire to try. Men are born with a desire to conquer. Such suicide-style challenge mechanisms can mobilize the wildness in their blood.

"That's right." The electronic sound is as precious as gold, and he doesn't want to say more. He Bin had to start researching the exchange machine himself. The operation method of the exchange machine itself is not difficult. As long as He Bin tells the exchange machine which part of his body he wants to sell for gambling funds, the exchange machine will start to run. The number of purple gold coins that will stay in the end is the purple gold coins that He Bin will get after winning the gambling gambling.

"How many chances can I have to gamble?" He Bin was very sensible at the beginning. He wanted to become the God of Creation, but it was not caused by abuse. What he wanted to do was to exchange the smallest losses for the greatest profit. Therefore, He Bin is very cautious now.

“Countless times.”

"This is attractive." He Bin nodded and sighed.

"As long as you can win, there is nothing wrong with gambling." Electronic sound is very rare, and this sentence came to He Bin's heart. A bright light popped up in his eyes, looking at the exchange machine like a hungry wolf.

"That's right, as long as I can keep winning, I will not only not lose my body parts, but also receive all the rewards here." He Bin said to himself, and he went around in a circle, as if he was guarding against someone coming to steal his chance.

"You said you want to gamble, what do you want to gamble?" He Bin was used to communicating with the electronic sound that was missing, and he asked into the void.

A vortex appeared in front of He Bin's eyes. A strong wind blew from behind him, and the strong wind blew him into the vortex. After he entered the vortex, he floated in the air, and the electronic sound sounded coldly beside him: "This is the world of cultivation. If you want to practice and become an immortal, you need to cut off the seven emotions and six desires. Only by cutting off the bitter roots of the world can you climb to the hall and enter the path of immortality."

"You want to send me to practice immortality?" He Bin widened his eyes. Regardless of whether it was true or false, this was a great thing. If it was true... just thinking about it would be enough for him to be excited for a long time.

"There is a person here, named Jiang'an. He entered the world to practice. Guess when he can become an immortal?" Electronic Yin ignored He Bin's daydream speech, but asked according to the class department. He Bin also understood that the good thing of cultivating immortals had nothing to do with him when he turned around and thought about his chance to become the God of Creation. At that time, he created a world of cultivating immortals and could practice as much as he wanted. When he thought about it, his mood would be much better.

"If you ask me to guess whether he can become an immortal, you have to give me some tips." He Bin's eyes were rolling, and he was thinking about how to get more information from electronic sounds. The more information he had, the higher his chance of winning.
Chapter completed!