Chapter 398: Master Long's Plan
Chapter 398: Master Long's Plan
Buddha's fate?
Looking at the old monk in front of him who was chatting happily with Nie Xianshan, Li Yuan was stunned.
Such blatant poaching?
"Or did you realize that I was attracting incense?"
Li Yuan was a little surprised.
Ever since he became aware of the existence of incense, he would maintain the method of worshiping gods and visualizing whenever he went out, in order to attract the incense.
Although he was very careful and transferred every wisp of incense into the space of holding soldiers, there might still be some residual aura on his body?
"I heard that you were born in the Divine Weapon Valley?"
The voice transmission came again.
Li Yuan did not answer, the old monk asked himself and answered: "Shenbing Valley is the sect of my Leiyin Dao?"
Seems true?
Li Yuan's heart moved.
Shenbing Valley was moved from Ziyunzhou to Huizhou, and Ziyunzhou belonged to Leiyin. However, Leiyin Dao is a folk name. In fact, it belongs to a big province.
It is located at the junction of Yanshan and Yunmeng roads, half of which is surrounded by mountains and half by islands. It has a complex geographical area and its territory is as large as that of Hengshan and Yanshan roads.
The reason why it was not classified as one was, firstly, because the Xinyi Sect did not have the current momentum in the past, and secondly, it was said that the Xinyi Sect did not have the Tianyun Xuanbing.
It is hidden in the sixth path, but it is only hidden in the sixth path, and is not recognized by the imperial court or several major Taoist sects.
Over the past thousand years, there have been many similar sects, but as time has passed, only the five major Taoist sects have remained standing.
"Pity."
The old monk felt a little regretful and stopped transmitting the message.
'These old guys are so sharp...'
Li Yuan felt a little chilled and helpless.
The immortals on land have their minds and spirits merged with the heaven and earth, and most of the methods of hiding in this world cannot escape their insight.
These days, he has been learning a few martial arts techniques to conceal his energy and form in the library, but the results have been minimal...
"If you want to hide from the Grand Master, you probably need a magical hiding technique, right?"
Li Yuan was alert.
Fortunately, the old monk did not send any more messages. After saying a few words, he was led to Hufeng by Nie Xianshan, and he was arranged to entertain the fat monk Lekong.
Zen Master Dading always had a smile on his face, while Liaokong looked serious and they hardly communicated along the way.
There were quite a few onlookers who recognized him and greeted him, which attracted the attention of the monks from the Xinyi Sect.
Finally, Li Yuan led the monks to the Dragon and Tiger Pagoda.
It was quite lively under the Dragon and Tiger Tower, with people from all over the world speaking different accents. Some people were breaking into the tower, while others were raising big flags and setting up a big market for everyone to place bets.
"Can we bet?"
Monk Lekong's eyes suddenly brightened. He bowed to Li Yuan and led a group of monks to squeeze in.
Good guy...
Li Yuan's eyelids twitched. Are they still a group of gamblers?
"This time, we are looking at the preliminary winners, not the final winners of the martial arts performance. Please think carefully before placing your bets."
In front of the huge stone tablet, several disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Temple set up a table with a wooden sign. Li Yuan took a glance and recognized one of them. His name was Lin Kai, and he was ranked 101st on the Dragon List.
"Master Liaokong is also interested?"
Most of the people around had just seen the scene where Monk Liaokong attracted the white tiger to appear under the archway, so they were quite surprised to see him coming.
"Uncle Li is here too?"
Someone looked back and saw that Li Yuan immediately attracted a lot of attention. Many people talked about it and took the initiative to make way for him.
With a 'swish', Li Yuan felt warmth between his eyebrows, and a few more wisps of incense came out from the spiritual light.
"what?"
Li Yuan was shocked and greeted the disciples he was familiar with. Then he looked up and saw that he was ranked at the very front on the wooden sign.
"Longhu Liyuan: One to one."
These odds...
After taking a look, Li Yuan no longer had the inclination to place a bet, but sensing the wisps of incense rising from the spiritual land, he still walked into the crowd.
No matter how small a piece of mosquito meat is, it is still meat.
Ever since he learned the secret of incense, he would go down the mountain for a walk from time to time. He had never seen incense above the third level, but there were quite a few of the first and second levels, enough for his daily listening needs.
"Who opened this plate?"
Monk Liaokong asked.
As soon as he opened his mouth, many people knew that he was a veteran and that the bets must be huge, otherwise they would not have asked who the dealer was first.
"Master, this plate was opened by my senior brother Long."
"Long Xinglie?"
Monk Liaokong was a little surprised: "He also likes this?"
"...Uh, Master, I opened this game to entertain you fellow practitioners..."
"I'm betting on myself."
Monk Liaokong raised his hand to interrupt, took out a bright yellow gold ingot from his sleeve, and slapped it on the table:
"Fifty ounces of fine gold, on myself!"
Before he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Li Yuan was shocked. This monk was really too wealthy.
Fine gold is a rare material used to forge divine weapons. Normally one tael costs around 40,000 taels of silver. How can you gamble with a starting price of fifty taels?
"Fifty ounces of pure gold?!"
The disciples who were setting up the stall were all stuttering. After a start, Lin Jia quickly calmed down:
"Master Liaokong, do you really want to bet so much?"
"Why, can't we place a bet?"
Monk Liaokong didn't say anything, but more than a dozen monks behind him had already taken out red gold, refined gold and the like, ranging from ten taels of red gold to three taels of refined gold.
Soon, a pile of them had formed on the table, sparkling with dazzling golden light in the sun.
"Are these monks so rich?"
Li Yuan was so excited by what he saw that he even wanted to open a game. In his opinion, this was a pure profit-making business.
Monk Liaokong looked at the wooden sign. He had just arrived today, so naturally his name was not on the sign.
“I wonder what my odds are?”
"This..." Lin Kai didn't dare to make the decision. When he was hesitating, a voice came from outside the crowd:
"Since the market is open, why shouldn't we allow people to place bets?"
The crowd dispersed with a "whoosh" and Long Xinglie, wearing a black jade Qilin armor, strode over.
"Big Brother!"
"Senior Brother Long!"
Seeing Long Xinglie, the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Temple around him saluted, and Li Yuan also bowed in greeting.
"You don't have to be polite."
Long Xinglie came up to Li Yuan, patted him on the shoulder, and then looked at Monk Kong:
"Master Liaokong's odds are 3 to 1. Whatever you bet, I'll take it all!"
"Brother Xinglie is generous."
Monk Liaokong looked him up and down and said: "Brother Xinglie has made great progress in martial arts."
“It’s just a little bit of progress.”
Long Xinglie seemed to have just come out of seclusion. He took a look and saw that there were not many names on the wooden sign. The only ones he knew were Yan Jiugong, Pei Jiu, Chu Tianzhu, Shi Yushu, Yan Qingyuan and others.
What surprised him was that Li Yuan was ranked first?
And the odds...
A doubt flashed through his mind, but this was naturally not the time to ask. He flicked his finger and a wisp of true energy listed Monk Kong's name and the odds on it.
"How much?"
he asks.
"In addition to the fifty ounces of pure gold, add three hundred ounces of red gold."
Monk Liaokong actually added another note.
Now, Li Yuan was a little surprised. This old monk was so fond of gambling, but he still thought he could win?
"can."
Long Xinglie really accepted all the suggestions, and looked around, speaking loudly, allowing everyone to place their bets and bet on anything, even on themselves.
"Can I bet on myself?"
Someone in the crowd was surprised, and a burly man squeezed out, it was Ba Wanli.
"Eighth Senior Brother..."
Before Li Yuan had time to say hello, Ba Wanli had already snapped up a hundred taels of gold:
"I'm betting on myself too!"
"..."
Li Yuan almost choked, but what surprised him was that once there was one, there were two. Soon, more than a dozen people were betting on him, with the least being a hundred taels of gold and the most being a thousand taels.
"it is good."
Long Xinglie also broke his promise, and used his inner energy like a knife to carve everyone's names on the wooden sign.
At this time, someone realized that this was the name engraved by Longhu Daozi.
"I bet too!"
"I also bet..."
Someone exclaimed, and then the surroundings became restless.
Anyone who can come here to participate in the primary election must be wealthy, and paying hundreds of taels of gold to show up is indeed a good deal.
Soon, under Li Yuan's astonished gaze, a thick pile of gold notes appeared on the table, each note was worth one hundred taels. No refined gold was seen, but there was a large amount of pure gold.
"Huge profits!"
Master Li Dao was excited, thinking that being a banker would bring huge profits.
'This is the plate opened by the master.'
Suddenly, a voice came from a transmitter, like a basin of cold water, extinguishing Li Yuan's restlessness. The person who transmitted the voice was Long Xinglie.
"Not only in the sect, but also in Hengshan City, all the bets are opened by him. Apart from him, who else dares to open such a bet in Longhu Temple?"
"..."
Li Yuan suddenly felt tired.
"Junior Brother Li wants to share a hand?"
Long Xinglie glanced at him.
"think."
Li Yuan nodded. He was ready to borrow a large sum of money, but Daoist Master Long had not come out of seclusion for more than half a month, which caused the delay.
"Master, there has always been a profit sharing when we open a lottery. If Junior Brother Li can make it to the top ten in the preliminary round, he can get a share of the profit. The higher your ranking, if you can take the top spot, it won't be a problem for you to get half."
Long Xinglie glanced at the name on the wooden sign.
The handwriting was too familiar. Li Yuan compensated him one for one, and it was clearly the work of his own master, which surprised him.
Daoist Master Long is very disciplined in doing business. He listed them like this, and it is obvious that he thinks Li Yuan is the leader. You know, the odds of Yan Jiugong below him are one to two...
"Can I take half?"
Taking one look at the table full of gold bills, Li Yuan couldn't help but be moved.
Half of the money from the entire preliminary selection is enough to buy weapons, and also enough to get the materials for the promotion of the Weapon Master Scroll to the ninth level.
"can."
Seeing Li Yuan's excitement, Long Xinglie nodded: "If Master doesn't give it to you, I will make it up to you."
"so?"
Li Yuan's heart was greatly excited, but he saw that after Monk Kong placed his bet, he went straight to the Dragon and Tiger Tower.
"The primary selection is a competition between people of the same level. With your talent, it's hard to say whether you can be the champion, but at least you should be in the top ten."
Long Xinglie didn't care when he saw the great monks of the Xinyi Sect walking towards the Dragon and Tiger Pagoda. He was more curious about why his master valued Li Yuan so much.
"This……"
Li Yuan thought for a moment and asked, "Brother, are you going to participate in this preliminary selection?"
"All the disciples of the various sects do not need to participate. This monk Liaokong is addicted to gambling and money, and we cannot let him win the championship."
Long Xinglie's meaning was very clear.
"That……"
Li Yuan thought for a moment and replied:
"Then I'll try."
(End of this chapter)