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- Luo Beihan came to Shaolin Temple with his disciples who had suffered endlessly.
Immediately also lived down.
As the two sides are well-known sects in the Jianghu, the disciples of each other also took advantage of this opportunity to communicate more.
Complementary gain.
However, Li Wuyou has already seen through old foxes like Luo Beihan and Monk Zhixiang.
So in this regard, it seems relatively uninteresting.
In addition to doing basic etiquette.
Others, there is no performance at all.
He has never been too enthusiastic about things that are not good for him.
This is his creed.
And Luo Beihan and Monk Zhixiang seemed to be able to see Li Wuyou's laziness, so they didn't bother him.
On the contrary, there are two people.
I have been in contact many times in secret.
I don't know what I'm discussing.
After all, it is something unknown, maybe it is related to the lottery in the world, or it may be related to the fragments of the kingdom of heaven.
In such calm, another four or five days passed.
Then, the day of the jackpot in the rivers and lakes finally officially arrived.
This day.
The quiet Shaolin Temple has completely become extremely lively.
Originally, those monks who ate fast and recited Buddha, or practiced in the Bodhidharma Hall, all came out in one go.
And those Jianghu people who stayed in Kaifeng Mansion.
It was also early in the morning, and they all arrived at Shaoshi Mountain.
Prepare for this river and lake jackpot.
The sky is blue and high.
Looking at the past, I can't see the slightest cloud.
The sun tore through the sky and shone on this thousand-year-old temple.
The golden light shone.
Countless Shaolin monks were busy at the stage that had already been set up.
It's in full swing.
One after another, people from the rivers and lakes began to enter it.
Iron Line Fist, Longevity Stick, North Knife, Shadowless Leg and so on.
Whether it is Jiangnan, Beidi, or Guanlong and other places, these small sects of Jianghu people have appeared one after another.
It only takes two hours.
The entire ring arena is already overcrowded.
It was so lively.
Everyone's faces were filled with excitement, anticipation, and enthusiasm.
Although they can't compete with Shaolin, Huajian School, etc., they can also compete with some small and medium schools.
You can also win some prizes.
Of course, more importantly, they can also see the competition among the younger generation among the three major martial arts forces today, Shaolin, Endless Bitterness, and Huajian School.
This is a rare opportunity.
"Here they come."
When almost all the people from the rivers and lakes were present, people from Shaolin, Endless Suffering, Huajian School, and the three schools also appeared together.
Monk Zhixiang, Luo Beihan, and Li Wuyou walked side by side.
Behind them are the disciples who participated in this competition.
And some people in the sect.
"Master Zhixiang!"
"Luo Tonggong."
"Master Lu."
Many people from the rivers and lakes showed respect and bowed their hands to pay tribute to these three masters of martial arts.
These three people are now almost the masters of Jianghu.
It is necessary to give some face.
And after saying hello, many rivers and lakes fever, and actively spread to both sides.
A broad avenue was left in the middle.
Under the eyes of everyone.
The three top sects, each led by their masters, walked to the central high platform behind the ring.
Li Wuyou, Master Zhixiang, Luo Beihan.
As the representatives of Jianghu, the three people took their seats.
Then, the atmosphere in the school's martial arts field became dead silent in an instant, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
Everyone cast their eyes on the three of them.
Waiting, the official start of the first lottery in Jianghu.
"Amitabha Buddha."
? As the sect that manages the first lottery in this year's Jianghu, Master Zhixiang stood up.
He clasped his hands together.
His eyes swept across the audience calmly, and his voice was melodious.I know,
"Thank you, my fellow martial artists, for coming here to participate in this year's jackpot."
"I am very pleased to be the person in charge of the first lottery in this session."
Following Master Zhixiang's words, the people in the arena below the stage became lively again.
Someone kept making noises.
"Master, you are welcome. This is a grand event in our Great Zhou Rivers and Lakes. How can we not come?"
"Yes, Shaolin held this event and a lot of rules were abolished. We should also thank Shaolin Temple, shouldn't we?"
"Master, don't say too much polite words, we have been waiting for this day for a long time, let's start quickly."
"well."
Monk Zhixiang has long been used to these scenes, smiled slightly, and said,
"Since everyone is already looking forward to it, let's not say more. This session of Jianghu Jackpot has officially begun."
"First invite representatives of our many sects to come on stage first and show off your glory."
"It also opened everyone's eyes."
Wow!
After the words of Monk Zhixiang fell, all the people in the world became even more excited.
And after that, Jianghu sects began to enter the ring one after another.
It must be those small and medium sects that have just started to show their glory.
?Because their lottery is definitely not as good as that of Shaolin, Endless Kudi, Huajian School and other sects.
If the three sects started first, they would have no chance to show their faces at all.
So, these little characters start first.
"My Beidaomen's prize this time is a black iron black tiger knife."
The first person to come to the stage was an elder from Beidaomen.
What he held in his hand was a black iron sword that was half the height of a man.
There are some strange lines on the surface of the treasure knife.
Under the sunlight, it shone with a gloomy light, and at a glance, it was murderous.
Obviously not Fanpin.
"I am the leader of Iron Fist."
"Chang Yufeng."
Later, another tall, thin, middle-aged man came onto the stage, with thick arms and a cold face.
What he held in his arms was a square black stone platform about Zhang Xu square.
"This is the treasure left by my Iron Fist ancestor."
"Mountain and River Seal."
"It is made of diamond spar, and it is extremely light when driven by internal force, but it is powerful and heavy when it is smashed."
"It's a real natal baby."
After these two heads, many other people came to power one after another.
The things in their hands are more or less valuable.
However, in Li Wuyou's eyes, they are all useless things.
He only wants the Silver Frost Tiger Silkworm.
And just as he expected, soon, it was the turn of the Celestial Gong of Endless Suffering to play.
Under the eyes of everyone.
Luo Beihan personally came to the center of the field.
With a proud face, he took out a red silk cloth from his pocket.
There are dense black writing on the silk cloth.
"Everyone, every year, I have never let you down with my endless lottery, and this year is no exception."
"Let me read our lottery."
Luo Beihan's voice was like a bell, and he said loudly,
"Eternal grass for five hundred years, six."
"Golden Shouwu, three pieces."
"Thirteen silver frost tiger-striped silkworms."
"Bai Yu"
When Li Wuyou heard the Yinshuang tiger-striped silkworm and the number seven, his calm eyes flickered slightly.
There was an unconcealable smile on his face.
Thirteen.
There are a few more than I expected.
Well, that's enough.
As long as the lottery in Jianghu is over, I can complete the final bronze body cultivation with peace of mind.
"Things are going well."
Li Wuyou said to himself inwardly,
"Then, from now on, all we need to do is wait for the Jianghu jackpot to end" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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