Chapter 407 A sure win
Chapter 407 A sure win
"The Xinyi Sect is really wealthy and powerful."
Inside the room, Li Yuan was playing with the gold ingot. It was a huge windfall, but when he thought about the materials needed for the promotion to the rank of Military Commander, he felt a little worse.
To advance the Military Commandment Talisman to the ninth level, one needs five thousand kilograms of gold, three thousand taels of red gold, three hundred taels of refined gold, and one tael of the finest gold.
"The total amount of gold and pure gold is 80,000 taels, or just over 20 taels of pure gold..."
Li Yuan calculated in his mind that this windfall plus some of the refined gold he had left behind would not make much of a difference. All in all, the materials needed to upgrade the Military Commander Talisman were only short of one or two ounces of refined gold out of a hundred.
"This thing is expensive."
Li Yuan pondered in his heart.
Fine gold can be used to forge famous artifacts and magical weapons, and is very valuable, but after all, it can be refined from ordinary gold. Although it is expensive, it is not that rare.
But the essence of a hundred golds is a natural treasure.
Only a very large gold mine could possibly produce one or two taels of gold. So far, he had only seen some from Taoist Nie, who used it to forge top-grade magic weapons.
"The top-grade divine weapon is related to Master Nie's breaking of the Tiangang. He wants him to give me one or two of them, unless I help him to forge the Pure Yang Sword."
Li Yuan shook his head in his heart. It is not easy to forge a magical weapon, let alone a top-grade magical weapon?
Even if the four great master craftsmen joined forces and planned for a long time, it was still unknown whether they could forge the Pure Yang Sword that Taoist Nie needed in one go.
"With my current weapon forging skills, I'm afraid I can't do it."
As for his own position, Master Li Dao had a clear idea in his mind: "First, I will make my semi-finished magic weapon, and then I will see the progress of the four magic craftsmen..."
Nearly a month had passed since Wanchuan and his four companions began to forge weapons. During this period, he had not been idle either. With the help of materials from Taoist Nie, he had also forged a prototype of a magic weapon.
If he hadn't had a lot of things going on these past two days, he would have already fought.
But he knew that he had a good grasp of the situation. At present, he had a good chance of creating ordinary magic weapons, but for the ultimate magic weapons...
"If I can master the art of refining treasures, I'll have some confidence."
Recalling the essence of the treasure refining technique, Li Yuan couldn't help but shake his head. With his current talent, this treasure refining technique was not obscure, but it was really impossible for him to get started.
There is nothing else, no spiritual appearance.
"According to legend, there are some people with extraordinary talents who, with some kind of chance and destiny, were able to condense their spiritual form before entering the Dao, but that was probably after a blood transfusion..."
The body and qi are combined, qi and spirit are combined, spirit and heart are combined, and these three steps are necessary to change the form into a spiritual form. Without blood transfusion, it is impossible to do it even if you have extraordinary talent.
Li Yuan was clear about this.
“After refining the marrow, maybe I can give it a try?”
After closing the door, Li Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed, his mind wandering. However, he did not practice any exercises. He just visualized the picture of the Black Whale that Split the Sea to adjust his state.
Before the sun set, Li Yuan's heart moved and he heard footsteps.
He stood up and opened the door. It was Long Yunfeng who came in:
"Senior Brother Yunfeng."
"Junior Brother Li, Master asked me to inform you."
Long Yunfeng said.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Li Yuan was ready. He picked up the hammer and followed him to the Dragon and Tiger Tower.
……
As it was getting close to evening, most of the people outside the Dragon and Tiger Tower had dispersed, leaving only a few people still trying to enter the tower. However, they were not seeking a ranking, but to hone their martial arts skills.
The Dragon-Tiger Tower is an excellent place for trials. If it weren't for the martial arts performances held by the various sects, ordinary inner disciples would not be qualified to touch this tower.
"Lost again!"
Ba Wanli pushed the door open and walked out. His strong body was shaking a little, as if he had consumed too much energy. He glanced at the stone tablet with various names on it, and all the complicated feelings in his heart disappeared.
If he can't leave his name here, then wouldn't his trip be in vain?
Almost at the same time, Fang Baoluo came out. He was a little staggering, but his face was full of smiles.
"You, you passed?!"
Seeing the smile on his face, Ba Wanli's eyes widened, and when he saw him nod, his heart sank.
"Shenbinggu, Fang Baoluo, break into the first floor of the tower!"
The call of names was then heard, and a few people outside the tower looked over when they heard the voice.
"Fang Baoluo."
Yue Chongtian was a little surprised when he stopped before the second floor again. After all, they were half-fellow villagers and lived nearby, so he immediately bowed to express his congratulations.
The grudge between the Fire Dragon Temple and the Divine Weapon Valley has quietly dissipated with Li Yuan's rising fame, at least on the surface.
"Thank you, Brother Yue."
Fang Baoluo smiled in return.
"Thank me?"
Yue Zhongtian was startled at first, then his face turned grim: "You..."
"Yes, the one guarding the tower this time is Brother Yue. I am lucky."
Fang Baoluo couldn't stop smiling. Although he only managed to break through one layer, it could still be listed on the Dragon and Tiger Monument, which made him happy.
"you……"
Yue Chongtian felt a tightness in his chest. Just as he was about to get angry, he saw Li Yuan striding over from a distance. He shuddered and forced a smile:
"With Brother Fang's natural martial arts skills, it is only natural that he is better than Yue."
"Why don't I have this kind of luck?"
Ba Wanli's face turned black, and he felt very suffocated. This was more painful than his defeat again:
"I will try again!"
With a loud shout, Ba Wanli turned around and rushed into the Dragon and Tiger Tower.
"Brother Fang, have you reached the first level?"
Li Yuan had good hearing and could hear the name being called from far away. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Ba Wanli's back, who seemed to be stimulated.
"Junior brother."
Fang Baoluo came over, and Yue Chongtian also bowed in greeting, calling him uncle-master, and then quietly stepped back.
"what!"
Before Li Yuan could speak, he heard a loud shout, and Ba Wanli, who had just entered the tower, was kicked out in an even more embarrassed manner. This time he couldn't even stand steadily, and if Li Yuan hadn't been quick, he would have almost fallen to the ground.
"Why is my luck so bad?"
Ba Wanli was filled with suffocation.
"Who did you meet?"
Fang Baoluo asked with a smile.
Ba Wanli's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He pointed to the distance. Li Yuan turned around and saw several big monks surrounding an old monk and walking quickly towards them.
"You actually met Monk Kong?"
Fang Baoluo was a little amused and helpless.
As the primary election was held, the number of names on the Dragon and Tiger Monument increased several times. Among them, there were many tower defenders like Yue Chongtian who only made it to the first floor.
Unfortunately, this big guy has extremely bad luck. Whenever he meets a strong opponent, he is defeated miserably.
"This monk has extremely high martial arts skills."
Ba Wanli's face was full of fear. During this period, relying on the elixir given to him by Gong Yangyu and continuously breaking into the tower, he thought that his martial arts had improved a lot.
But he didn't even take the fat monk's attack...
"Don't worry, brother. Wait until you have completed your meridians before you enter the tower. At least the first floor should be no problem."
Li Yuan found that he was not very good at comforting people. After hearing what happened, Ba Wanli's expression did not improve at all.
"I will try again!"
After stuffing a few pills into his mouth, Ba Wanli frowned and charged towards the Dragon and Tiger Tower again.
"Brother Fang, the Taoist master called me to the tower. I will go and chat with you guys when I am free later."
Li Yuan's heart moved when he heard the voice of Taoist Master Long, and he bowed and said goodbye to Fang Baoluo.
After the latter reached the first floor, he was quite satisfied. He nodded and went under the huge monument to look for his name.
……
"That boy is Li Yuan."
A disciple of Xinyi Sect pointed at Li Yuan's back as he entered the pagoda and introduced him to the old monk Daming.
“At first glance, it’s just ordinary.”
The old monk looked blurry-eyed, but actually his eyesight was very good. He could see Li Yuan from a long distance away, but he naturally understood that one should not judge a person by his appearance.
"Longhu Temple is home to many hidden talents. With a history of two thousand years, the Taoist sect has a profound foundation."
Old Monk Daming sighed inwardly, stopped walking, and his eyes fell on the gambling table beside him. He couldn't help but feel itchy:
"This guy's odds are so low? There's no point in betting on winning, I still have to bet on others...hiss! Good fellow, 99 to 1, who is this Ba Wanli?"
"Uncle Master, please don't get off!"
The faces of several senior monks changed, and they hurriedly pulled his sleeves:
"That Ba Wanli is a big scoundrel. When he saw Senior Brother Kong betting on him yesterday, he also bet on him with a smug face..."
"Longhu Temple is not particular."
The old monk glanced at Monk Lekong, who put his hands together and recited the Heart Sutra all the way. He had decided to quit gambling.
"Uncle Master, heavy gambling is harmful to your health."
Monk Liaokong sighed.
"If you want to gamble big, you need some money. I don't have even a pound of pure gold on me."
The old monk was also sighing, he was well versed in gambling, such high odds must be fake, but Longhu Temple was too cunning, Li Yuan's one-to-one odds meant his bet was in vain.
"Heavy gambling hurts your health."
Monk Liaokong advised again.
"Shut up!"
Monk Daming glared at him, hesitated for a moment, then pulled out a stack of gold notes from his pocket and slapped them on the table without even looking at them:
"Fifty thousand ounces of gold, and all for nothing!"
"Uncle Master, you..."
My scalp is tingling.
The old monk panted heavily: "Bet him third."
"third?"
Lin Kai felt quite friendly when he saw the monks. He was slightly startled when he heard his words, but he still continued:
"Master Liaokong is third, the odds are 2 to 1. Master, do you really want to bet?"
"Push!"
The old monk didn't even stumble and threw a glance at his fellow apprentices:
"Just a small bet, don't complain!"
"One to two?"
Several big monks were tempted, but Monk Lekong frowned and felt a little angry, thinking that Long Xinglie looked down on people.
Can't I even keep the third place?
"Li Yuan, I can't beat him... but Long Xinglie may not be my opponent either, let alone the others? Third, one to two... Master Buddha will definitely win!"
Monk Liaokong made a calculation and immediately took out a stack of gold notes to place a bet:
"Fifty thousand taels, bet on me!"
Can a sure win be considered gambling?
"I bet too, I bet too..."
Seeing this, several big monks did not hesitate and rushed forward.
……
"..."
Money-spreading boy!
Looking at the monks placing bets in the light curtain, on the fourteenth floor of the Dragon-Tiger Tower, Li Yuan felt neither amused nor helpless. These monks were too addicted to gambling.
"This old monk's Dharma name is Da Ming, and he is the deputy leader of Xinyi Sect. He was promoted to Tian Gang more than 40 years ago and is ranked twelfth on the list of heroes. However, in my opinion, his martial arts skills are better than Xie Tongzhi's."
Long Yingchan was not surprised at all, and introduced the old monk's martial arts to Li Yuan, as well as his own requirements:
"The quicker and cleaner this battle is, the better."
(End of this chapter)