Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 398: The Master of Dao Long's Plate

Buddhist fate?

Li Yuan was startled when he saw the old monk who was talking happily with Nie Xianshan in front of him.

So blatantly poaching?

"Did you notice that I was attracting incense?"

Li Yuan was a little suspicious.

Ever since he noticed the existence of incense, he would maintain the method of worshipping gods and visualizing whenever he went out to attract incense.

Although he was very careful and transferred every wisp of incense to the space of holding soldiers, maybe there was still some residual breath on his body?

"I heard that you were born in the Divine Weapon Valley?"

The voice transmission came again.

Li Yuan did not answer, and the old monk asked himself: "The Divine Weapon Valley was originally the sect of my Leiyin Dao?"

Seems to be true?

Li Yuan's heart moved.

The Divine Weapon Valley migrated from Ziyunzhou to Huizhou, and Ziyunzhou belonged to Leiyin, but Leiyin Dao was a folk name, in fact, it belonged to Dazhou.

It is located at the junction of Yanshan and Yunmeng Dao, half of which is surrounded by mountains and half by islands. The region is complex and its territory is as large as that of Hengshan and Yanshan Dao.

The reason why it was not classified as one of the Daos is that the Xinyi Sect did not have the current momentum in the past, and secondly, it is said that the Xinyi Sect did not have the Tianyun Xuanbing.

It is the sixth Dao, but it is only a hidden one, and it is not recognized by the court and several major Dao sects.

For more than a thousand years, there have been many similar sects, but as time goes by, only the five major Dao sects remain standing.

"What a pity."

The old monk felt a little regretful and stopped transmitting the sound.

'These old guys are too sharp...'

Li Yuan felt a little cold in his heart, and felt helpless.

The immortals on land, their minds and souls are in harmony with the heaven and earth, and most of the methods of hiding in this world cannot be hidden from their insight.

These days, he has learned several martial arts to hide his breath and form in the library, but the effect is very limited...

"If you want to hide from the grandmaster, you may need a magical hiding method?"

Li Yuan was alert.

Fortunately, the old monk did not send any more messages. After a few words, he was led to Tiger Peak by Nie Xianshan, and he was arranged to entertain the fat monk Lekong.

Dading Zen Master always had a smile on his face, while Lekong looked serious and had almost no communication along the way.

Many onlookers recognized him and greeted him, which attracted the attention of the monks of Xinyi Sect.

Finally, Li Yuan led the monks to the Dragon and Tiger Tower.

The Dragon and Tiger Tower was quite lively, with various accents from all over the world mixed together. Some people broke into the tower, and some pulled out a big flag and opened a big market for everyone to bet.

"Can we bet?"

The monk Liaokong's eyes lit up immediately, and he bowed to Li Yuan, and then led a group of monks to squeeze in.

Good fellow...

Li Yuan's eyelids twitched, are they still a group of gamblers?

"Our bet is for the preliminary champion, not the final champion of the martial arts performance. You should 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 glanced at it and recognized one of them, named Lin Kai, who was ranked 101st on the Dragon List.

"Master Liaokong is also interested?"

Most people around had just seen the scene of the monk Liaokong attracting the white tiger under the archway. Seeing him coming, they were also quite surprised.

"Master Li is here too?"

Someone turned around and saw that Li Yuan immediately attracted a lot of attention. Many people talked about it and took the initiative to make way.

With a 'swish', Li Yuan felt a warmth between his eyebrows, and a few more incense sticks came out of the spiritual light.

"Huh?"

Li Yuan was shocked, greeted the familiar disciples, looked up, and saw that he was standing at the front of the wooden sign.

"Dragon Tiger Li Yuan: One to One."

This odds...

After taking a look, Li Yuan didn't want to bet, but sensing the wisps of incense rising from the spiritual light, he walked into the crowd.

No matter how small the mosquito meat is, it is still meat.

Since he knew the secret of incense, he would go down the mountain from time to time. He had never seen incense above the third level, but there were many first and second levels, enough for his daily listening.

"Who opened this plate?"

Monk Lekong asked.

When he opened his mouth, many people knew that he was an old hand, and the bet must be very large, otherwise they would not ask who the dealer was first.

"Master, this bet was opened by my senior brother Long."

"Long Xinglie?"

Monk Lekong was a little surprised: "He also likes this?"

"...Uh, Master, Senior Brother opened this bet for the entertainment of fellow practitioners..."

"I bet on myself."

Monk Lekong raised his hand to interrupt, took out a bright yellow gold ingot from his sleeve, and slapped it on the table:

"Fifty taels of pure gold, bet on myself!"

Before he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Li Yuan was shocked. This monk's wealth was too rich.

Pure gold is a rare material used to forge divine weapons. Normally, one tael costs about 40,000 taels of silver. How can you bet on fifty taels?

"Fine, fifty taels of pure gold?!"

The disciples who were setting up the stall were a little stuttering. After Lin Jia was startled, he quickly calmed down:

"Master Liaokong, are you really going to bet so much?"

"Why, can't you bet?"

Monk Liaokong didn't say anything. More than a dozen monks behind him had already taken out red gold, pure gold, etc., ranging from ten taels of red gold to three taels of pure gold.

After a while, a pile of gold had piled up on the table, shining brightly in the sun.

"Are these monks so rich?"

Li Yuan was so excited when he saw it that he almost wanted to open a deal. In his opinion, this was a purely profitable business.

Monk Lokong looked at the wooden sign. He had just arrived today, so naturally his name was not on the wooden sign.

"I wonder what my odds are?"

"this……"

Lin Kai didn't dare to make the decision. Just when he was hesitating, a voice came from outside the crowd:

"Since the market is open, why not allow betting?"

The crowd dispersed with a roar, and Long Xinglie, wearing black jade unicorn armor, stepped over.

"Big Brother!"

"Senior Brother Long!"

Seeing Long Xinglie, the surrounding Longhu Temple disciples saluted one after another, and Li Yuan also bowed his hands in greeting.

"You don't have to be polite."

Long Xinglie came to Li Yuan, patted his shoulder, and then looked at Monk Kong:

"Master Liao Kong's odds are three to one. No matter how much you bet, Long will take them all!"

"Brother Xinglie is very generous."

Monk Lokong looked him up and down: "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 people 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...

Doubts flashed in his mind, but this was naturally not the time to ask. With a few clicks, a ray of true energy listed Monk Kong's name and odds on it.

"How much?"

he asked.

"In addition to fifty taels of fine gold, add three hundred taels of pure gold."

The empty monk actually added another bet.

At this time, Li Yuan was a little surprised. This old monk was such a gambler. Did he still think he could win for sure?

"Can."

As expected, Long Xinglie accepted all the orders, swept around, and spoke loudly, allowing everyone to place bets, and bet on whatever they wanted, even on themselves.

"Can I bet on myself?"

Some people in the crowd were surprised when a burly man squeezed out. He was eighty thousand miles away.

"Eighth senior brother..."

Li Yuan didn't even have time to say hello, there was already a "pop" sound from Eighty Thousand Miles, and he took the golden ticket of one hundred taels:

"I'll bet on myself too!"

"..."

Li Yuan almost choked, but what surprised him was that if there was one, there were two. Soon, there were more than a dozen people betting on him, ranging from a hundred taels of gold to as many as a thousand taels.

"good."

Long Xinglie also broke his promise and carved everyone's names on the wooden plaque with his true energy like a knife.

At this time, someone realized that this was the name of Longhu Daozi.

"I'll bet too!"

"I also bet..."

Someone screamed in surprise, and immediately the surroundings became restless.

Anyone who can come here to participate in the primary election is not rich in wealth. Paying thousands of taels of gold to show off is really a good deal.

Soon, under Li Yuan's somewhat stunned gaze, a thick pile of gold tickets was piled up on the table. One piece was a hundred taels. There was no fine gold, but there was also a large pile of red gold.

"Huge profits!"

Mr. Li Dao's heart was pounding. The only way to make huge profits is to be the banker.

‘This is what the master ordered. ’

Suddenly, a voice sounded, like a basin of cold water, dousing Li Yuan's restlessness. The voice came from Long Xinglie.

"Not only within the sect, but also in Hengshan City, his old man opened the game. Who else but him would dare to open such a game in Longhu Temple?"

"..."

Li Yuan suddenly felt tired.

"Junior Brother Li, do you want to break up?"

Long Xinglie glanced at him.

"think."

Li Yuan nodded, he was ready to borrow a large amount of money, but Dao Master Long didn't come out of seclusion for more than half a month, so that was the delay.

"Master always has a profit share when opening the market. If Junior Brother Li can reach the top ten in the preliminary election, he will be able to share the profit. The higher the ranking, if he can come out on top, it won't be a problem to get half of it."

Long Xinglie glanced at the name on the wooden sign.

The handwriting was so familiar that Li Yuan paid one for one. It was clearly the handwriting of his master, which surprised him.

Dao Master Long follows the rules when doing business. He listed it like this, obviously thinking that Li Yuan is the leader. You know, the odds of Yan Jiugong below him are one to two...

"Can I get half of it?"

After taking a look at the table full of golden tickets, it was hard for Li Yuan not to be moved.

Half of the money from the entire preliminary round is not only needed to collect weapons, but also enough materials to advance to the ninth level.

"able."

Seeing Li Yuan's heartbeat, Long Xinglie nodded: "If master doesn't give it, I will make it up to you, brother."

"so?"

Li Yuan was greatly moved, but he saw Monk Kong walking straight towards the Dragon Tiger Tower after placing his bet.

"The primary election is about competition among peers. With your talent, it's hard to say who will be the leader. At least the top ten will be no problem."

Looking at the Xinyijiao monks who were walking towards the Dragon and Tiger Tower, Long Xinglie didn't take it seriously. He was more curious about why the master valued Li Yuan so much.

"this……"

Li Yuan thought for a while and asked, "Senior brother, will you participate in this primary election?"

"Taoist disciples of all sects, there is no need to participate. Monk Luokong is addicted to gambling and making money. We cannot let him win the first prize."

Long Xinglie's meaning is obvious.

"That……"

Li Yuan thought for a while and replied:

"Then I'll try."