I have a hundred thousand times talent

"Whose turn is it next?"

"I!"

Yu Mie stood up and threw out the spirit fetus.

Soon, something in it was revealed.

A pill!

"The elixir fragrance is strong, engraved with six patterns...it is the elixir of the peak of Dao!" Lin Wen obviously knew the way of alchemy, and looked carefully at the elixir that Yu Mie had prescribed, and said:

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the legendary Mengji Pill!"

"Meng Ji Pill?" Yu Mie frowned and asked, "What is the magical effect?"

"It is said that practitioners can forcefully enter a dream, enter a miraculous state that is extremely close to enlightenment, comprehend the law in the dream, and even break through in the dream!"

"The recipe of Mengji Pill has long been lost, and the highest rank of the only Mengji Pill left in the world is only Wuwen, far inferior to Brother Yu's!"

"Although I don't know the way of alchemy, I also know that all pills are within the nine lines. One to three lines belong to the range of low-level elixir; four to six lines belong to high-level elixir. Great power also has miraculous effects; seven to nine patterns are the legendary Holy Pills, and I heard that only seniors at the level of Pill Saints have the opportunity to practice them!"

"That's right, this Mengji Pill is the ultimate high-level elixir. After Brother Yu swallows it, he will surely make great progress. I'm here to congratulate Brother Yu first!" Lin Wen said with a smile, cupping his hands.

"I would also like to thank Brother Lin for guiding me!" Yu Mie was obviously very excited, and this level of pills is really rare.

"You're welcome." Lin Wen waved his hand and said again, "This time it's my turn!"

"Brother Lin produced a second-grade Taoist weapon for the first one, so this second spirit embryo will only be better than the first one!" The little prince Li Xuanshan said with a smile.

"It's not certain, haven't you seen someone who only gave out a chicken feather in the second round?" At this moment, Qin Yu interjected: "Your words are very cruel, you only know how to compliment Taixuan Shengzi , but pulled the Son of the North Pole out to whip the corpse, tsk tsk!"

"I..." Li Xuanshan was at a loss for words for a while, looking at Wei Sikong, he was about to explain.

But I heard a familiar voice from one side: "Brother Wei calm down, calm down!"

……

boom!

At this moment, there was a violent noise from the jade platform on one side.

Everyone turned their heads and looked, only to see a blue mysterious light erupting from between a half-broken spiritual fetus.

The blue light was strong, and an extremely ancient breath circulated.

It can be vaguely seen that it is a broken ancient bluestone monument!

"what is this?"

Yu Mie frowned, instinctively felt that this thing was not simple, but he couldn't see the truth.

"There is no fluctuation of divine power. Could it be that some kind of exercise is recorded on the stone tablet?"

"Not like..."

"Taixuan Monument!" At this moment, Lin Wen's eyes were stunned, like waking up from a dream.

"What?" Everyone was puzzled.

Lin Wen withdrew his gaze, put his hand gently on the stone tablet, and said with emotion: "It is recorded in the ancient books of my Taixuan Holy Land that when the Holy Land was first created, my ancestor Da Neng once carved an ancient Taixuan stele to suppress the luck of the sect. "

"But at the time of the Hundred Clans War, there was no news of the ancient stele crumbling... I never expected to see a fragment of it here today."

"Luck is elusive and hard to find. Since it has the name of suppressing luck, it must be something extraordinary!" Yu Mie's eyes lit up.

"If the stele is complete, it must be ranked as a holy grade, but this fragment... is only a half-step holy grade!"

"Enough is enough, it's already a miracle!" Behind the crowd, the fat steward's voice was trembling.

Dao realm treasures were unearthed one after another in his stone gambling field, which was enough to shock the entire Yaoguang City and even Luo Shenzhou.

Now there was another semi-holy-level ancient stele fragment, which made his heart twitch and he almost lost his breath.

Gambling stones to open a half-step sacred artifact, it can be regarded as breaking everyone's perception!

"It is indeed enough!" The expressions of the Four Great Talents eased, and their tone gradually relaxed.

It's just that what they say is enough is different from the fat steward.

"Half-step holy goods are out, let me see what this kid can win!"

"Brother Qin, do you want to continue the competition?" Lin Wen asked with a smile as he stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was holding the winning ticket.

"Why don't you compare, do you want to admit defeat?"

"Brother Qin, you are joking. My spirit embryo has already produced a half-level holy artifact. Even if you open two first-grade Taoist artifacts, you still can't win!"

"I let you speak! A piece of broken fart and an unused fragment of a stone tablet dare to say that it is a half-step sage!" Qin Yu smiled disdainfully: "Even if you are considered a half-step sage, you may not necessarily win! "

[Author's digression]: ps: Update, I slept a little late today, I was stuck for half a day yesterday, let's change four times as usual today, take a break these two days, wait for the pk, continue to publish more than 1 words a day Ten days, now there are more than 30 words, and the author will inevitably hit [-] words this month.

Chapter 51: Shameless, true-false theories

"You can't win with a half-step holy product. You really don't think that your pile of scraps can produce a holy product, do you? It's a piece of shit luck to be able to open a first-grade Taoist weapon, and you're still whimsical."

Wei Sikong, the Holy Son of the North Pole, finally took the opportunity to spit at Qin Yu.

"My lord, there is really no need to go any further! The half-step holy rank has already broken the record in the stone gambling world... There is no higher level than this!"

Fat steward Zhang Xian also spoke, and in his words he concluded that Qin Yu could not have won.

Before Qin Yu opened a first-grade Taoist artifact from the scraps, his jaw dropped, but he knew that the chance of such a thing was lower than that of a man having a baby.

Not to mention higher level holy artifacts!

It is simply impossible!

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Qin Yu didn't respond to the crowd, and went straight up, took out another piece of scrap the size of a fingernail, and threw it on the jade platform.

"open!"

"Since Brother Qin doesn't want to admit defeat, we have no choice but to convince Brother Qin to lose." Seeing this, Lin Wen didn't care.

No matter how Qin Yu chooses, he will definitely win!

At this moment, bursts of colorful rays of light appeared above the "waste".

"Is there really something?" Everyone was taken aback when they saw this, "It's unlikely!"

"Why does this light look familiar?" Yu Mie squinted his eyes, thoughtful, and suddenly realized: "This is very similar to the... object that Brother Wei opened before!"

"That's right...could it be another chicken feather?" The little prince Li Xuanshan nodded repeatedly.

"Hahaha... It's true that there is reincarnation in the law of heaven, and the retribution is so fast!" Wei Sikong raised his head to the sky and roared, extremely pleased.

My head is full of God not letting me down!

It wasn't long after he took out that chicken feather, and now Qin Yu encountered exactly the same situation as him, which really made his anger disappear.

"How? Would you like to see if there is Chongming bird urine on your chicken feathers?"

Wei Sikong walked over with strides, picked up the chicken feather that was thrown on the ground before, and shook it in front of Qin Yu.

"Or how about someone whose chicken feathers look better?"

Everyone laughed and laughed, and they all felt that what happened today was really too bizarre, but it was also really satisfying.

"Idiot!" Unexpectedly, Qin Yu squinted at him and said lightly.

"You!" Wei Sikong hesitated, and then sneered, "You're still putting on a show, and you're just pulling out a chicken feather, what's your air?"

"Open your dog eyes and take a good look, what is this young master opening?"

"What else can it be..." Wei Sikong turned his head in disdain, and was about to say something to his companions, when suddenly a gorgeous multicolored glow appeared out of the corner of his eyes, and his body froze suddenly.

"This is the authentic Myriad Transformation Crystal!"

After Qin Yu's confident words fell, the audience was silent.

Who said it was chicken feathers?

Does your face hurt?

My chicken feathers need to grow so that all the chickens in the world can be bald!

Wei Sikong stared blankly at the direction of Qin Yu's finger.

The Myriad Transformation Crystal floating above the jade platform, shining with multicolored divine light, was filled with a reassuring auspicious aura.

But to him, that breath was the nail that nailed him to the pillar of shame.

Why did the Wanhua Shenjing I opened end up being a chicken feather?

But you can open the real Myriad Transformation Crystal?

He suddenly remembered something, turned his head to stare at Qin Yu in front of him, and roared hoarsely: "What a trick! What a good way!"

"What do you mean?" Qin Yu narrowed his eyes, this guy is trying to make trouble!

"What method did you use? Transferred the Myriad Transformation Crystal from my spiritual womb to yours?"

When everyone present heard this, they were shocked at the same time.

"Is there such a thing?"

"Could it be that the arrogance of this arctic holy place has lost his head with anger?"

"Brother Wei...what are you talking about?" Lin Wen stepped forward and held Wei Sikong back: "The spiritual embryo is mysterious and unpredictable, even if we use the technique of qi-watching, we can only roughly guess the fate of the treasure in it." .”

"Who can know the internal movement in advance, so that we can do this trick in front of us?" Yu Mie also came out, and comforted him. Obviously, in his opinion, Wei Sikong was also a little out of his wits up.

But he can't be blamed, such continuous blows, even with the heart of the Son of the North Pole, I'm afraid he can't bear it.

"I'm not speculating randomly!" Wei Sikong shook his head and said, "When my spiritual fetus first appeared, he kept laughing non-stop, until finally a... chicken feather appeared, and he told us clearly It's as if the chicken feathers were stained with the Chongming bird's... liquid!"

"The few of us are all the talents cultivated by the Holy Land. In terms of knowledge and experience, they are even higher than him. Why can't we tell the difference, but he can clearly know it."

"Could it be that there are so many of us combined, not as good as him?"

"It's clear that he has already prepared the means, and that chicken feather... must have been arranged by him!"

Wei Sikong spoke convincingly, and what he said seemed to be well-founded.

His eyes were burning, no matter what, he would be charged with this crime today.

Yu Mie and the other two Tianjiao looked at each other, their eyes lit up, and they suddenly realized.

With mutual understanding, they walked up to Qin Yu and said, "Brother Qin, do you have anything to say?"

"If you want to commit a crime, there is no excuse!" Qin Yu glanced at Wei Sikong who seemed to have found the truth with great interest: "It's hard for you to think of such a story that seems reasonable but full of loopholes!"

"So...you acquiesced!" Wei Sikong's eyes became dangerous.

"I acquiesce to your sister!" Qin Yu yelled, flung his sleeves and put the Myriad Transformation Crystal into his body, then squinted at Wei Sikong and said, "If you want to play tricks, no problem, beat me!"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Yu's body burst out with starlight and thunder, and an incomparable momentum swept away.

The clay figurines are still hot, and this group of shameless people has been dancing around for long enough!

Wei Sikong resisted hastily, but was still thrown out, and hit the edge of the wall hard.

"you wanna die!"

Wei Sikong's eyes were blood red, and being forced to retreat by Qin Yu made him lose face, and the resentment buried in his heart all along came out in full force, and he didn't suppress it anymore.

His black clothes were suddenly torn, and his divine power was surging, and the two strange savage lines in his eyes slowly squirmed.

Afterwards, streaks of bluish-black barbarian scripts appeared on Wei Sikong's body one after another.

The breath of primitive wildness rushed over.

"This is the secret technique inherited from the Holy Land of the North Pole - Ancient Battle Body!"

"The Holy Land of the North Pole is originally the sacred body of physical cultivation, and the cultivation of the physical body is the best in Tianxuan, and this ancient battle body can double the strength of the physical cultivation person, which is extraordinary!"

"It is reported that the secret art of the ancient battle body has nine levels, one level and one peak level. I think Brother Wei's aura should be the seventh level, right?"

[Author's Digression]: Chapter [-] was wrongly passed on, I didn't wake up this morning, I'm extremely sorry!I hope that the readers will be happy, and I will post it directly here.

Chapter 52: Deduce the combat body, suppress!

"Son of the North Pole, well-deserved reputation!"

Lin Wen and Yu Mie looked at each other, stopped pulling Wei Sikong and let him charge forward.