Chapter 452 Gambling in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion
Two thousand first-grade pills are really nothing to Ye Kuang. He got all the belongings of the President of the Black Dragon Association and Shengxu. His storage ring contains a large number of cultivation resources, including many spiritual medicines, but they are all very high-end medicinal materials, and the most trasty ones are medicinal materials of grade 4 or above.
First-grade medicinal materials may be considered rare items for ordinary monks, but they are really nothing to geniuses like Ye Kuang.
If he hadn't wanted to become an alchemist, he wouldn't have needed these garbage first-grade medicinal materials at all.
Zi Yi once said that if you want to become an alchemist, you must practice continuously. When a elixir is refined more often, practice will lead to success.
In the end, I became familiar with the medicinal properties of various medicinal materials and could even write out the elixir formula at will.
Most alchemists use elixir recipes to refine alchemy, but those real alchemists write their own recipes according to their needs.
"If you want to become an alchemist, you must first be familiar with the ingredients, attributes, effects, etc. of various medicinal materials. If I want to become an alchemist, I must start from scratch. This is the Medicine Pavilion. There must be many similar books. I have to take some time to read them." Ye Kuang left with two thousand medicinal materials that refined the first-grade Qi Pill, murmured in his heart.
But he did not return to his residence, but walked around the Outermen Mountains, and soon he came to a hall.
This is the headquarters of the Outermen Mountains. There are many elders in the Outermen. Generally speaking, the elders teach alchemy here.
There is also a Sutra Library here, where there are various primary books on alchemy.
Ye Kuang came to the Sutra Pavilion.
This is a nine-story building with these vivid characters carved on the gate: The Sutra Pavilion.
Ye Kuang walked over and wanted to enter the Sutra Pavilion to read some introductory books on alchemy, but was blocked by several disciples.
After some inquiry, he learned that if he wanted to enter the Sutra Pavilion to borrow books, he needed contributions from the sect.
There are many ways to obtain contributions from the sect. Work, cleaning, and completing various sect tasks can make contributions. The contributions of the sect can be exchanged for various items, borrow books from the Sutra Pavilion, or exchange elixirs, exchange for cultivation materials, or even traded.
Ye Kuang now has time to complete the sect mission. He stood at the gate of the Sutra Pavilion, touching his chin, and watching the disciples coming and going.
These are all outer disciples, and their cultivation is not very high, and the highest talent is in the late stage of the cyclone.
After entering the Sutra Pavilion, they walked out with satisfaction after a moment of satisfaction, obviously using their contributions to exchange for the books they like.
Ye Kuang stared at the monks coming in and out, his eyes rotating drippingly.
After a moment, he had a sudden inspiration.
I found an empty place and picked up a few small stones on the ground and held them in my hand.
As soon as he exerted force, these small stones turned into several dices. Then he made another dice clock, sat on the ground, and shouted loudly.
"Walking by, don't miss it. After passing this village, there will be no store. You can buy it and leave. Each bet requires only 10 points of contribution. You can't exchange 10 points for a book, you can't exchange elixir for a pill, but you can win a fifth-grade medicinal plant."
Ye Kuang's shouting attracted the attention of many disciples.
In less than a minute, he was surrounded by more than a dozen disciples. These disciples stared at a fifth-grade medicinal plant in front of Ye Kuang, and were all very envious and couldn't help asking Ye Kuang's rules for betting.
Ye Kuang replied with a smile, "You can bet once if you only need 10 contributions. Guess the points. If you guess it, you can get this fifth-grade medicinal material. If you don't guess it, you will contribute 10 contributions to me. Come on, come and have fun."
Ye Kuang shouted, shook the dice clock in his hand, then suddenly placed it on the ground, and said loudly, "Come on, buy it and try the speed of luck."
“125,6 o’clock.”
“224,8 o’clock.”
“356,14 points.”
Suddenly, seven or eight people placed bets. Ye Kuang narrowed his eyes and glanced at the dice clock. He saw the points. Then he exerted force and the points inside changed instantly, turning into three.
He picked up the dice clock suddenly and laughed; "Three, three points, no one guessed, you lost, contribute to me."
Ye Kuang took out the token from his outer disciple's yard.
This is not just the key to opening the yard, but also a symbol of identity. This token contains a memory chip, which is similar to the Earth's ID card, but is more advanced than the ID card.
Those lost disciples began to make contributions. In just a moment, the contribution in Ye Kuang token reached 130 points.
He smiled and said, "Everyone, keep going, bet, come on."
He opened a gambling game far away from the Sutra Pavilion, which attracted the attention of many disciples. In just a few minutes, hundreds of outer disciples gathered here.
There is really little contribution to ten points. Even if you sweep the floor more than ten points, any disciple can get it. They all want to take a try. If they guess it, they will make a big profit.
But after more than ten minutes, no one could guess. Ye Kuang also made tens of thousands of contributions, but this was far from enough.
"I'm talking to you guys, can you bet on a few more numbers at once? Why don't you win every time?"
As soon as he said this, there were more people betting. When Ye Kuang heard the numbers they reported, his face turned dark. Damn, there were people guessing every point, no matter how many points he scored, he would lose.
She glanced around and looked at a female cultivator who looked quite pleasing to the eyes. She was in her early 17 or 18 years old and had a magnificent figure. Although she was young, she had a very large development.
Ye Kuang knew that if he didn't lose once, he might not be able to continue the bet.
He opened the dice clock and spoke, "Three six and eighteen o'clock, congratulations to this beautiful girl for guessing that this fifth-grade medicinal herb will belong to this girl."
Ye Kuang handed over the medicinal herbs and said with a smile, "Girl, you are so lucky. You can guess it. Please pack this medicinal herbs."
Zhao Min just passed by and saw a gambling game here, so she called a number casually. Unexpectedly, she guessed it. When Ye Kuang handed over the medicinal herbs, she felt that it seemed like she was dreaming, with an incredible look on her face, "I, did I guess?"
"Absolutely, you are so lucky. They missed the bet many times. You won the first time. Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, you don't win quickly and contribute to me. Let's continue to go."
Those who didn't guess it started to contribute.
Afterwards, Ye Kuang took out several medicinal materials again, all of which were of high quality, all above the fourth grade, and even many fifth grade medicinal materials.
He looked at the hundreds of monks who appeared around him and said with a smile, "There are so many people, let's play some exciting things. Let's see the pile of medicinal materials in front of me. These are all top medicinal materials. Each bet is only 10,000. If you guess it, you will only lose 10,000 yuan. If you guess wrong, you will only make a contribution of 10,000 yuan. If you do a few tasks in the masters, you will earn it back."
The disciples of the outer sect of the Medicine Pavilion looked at the dozen high-end medicinal herbs in front of Ye Kuang, and were all jealous. Not to mention ten thousand, even if they contributed 20,000 yuan, many people would bet once.
Chapter completed!