Luo Beihan came to Shaolin Temple with his disciple 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 it seems to be less interesting in this regard.
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.
Luo Beihan and Monk Zhixiang also seemed to be able to see Li Wuyou's laziness, so they didn't bother him.
On the contrary, there are two people.
Secretly contacted many times.
I don't know what to discuss.
After all, it was some unknown things, perhaps related to Jianghu jackpot, or perhaps 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 world 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 that they all arrived at Shaoshi Mountain.
Get ready for this river and lake jackpot.
The sky is blue and lofty.
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.
In full swing.
One after another, people from the rivers and lakes began to enter it.
Iron Line Fist, Longevity Stick, North Sword, Shadowless Leg and so on.
Whether it is Jiangnan, Northland, or Guanlong and other places, these small sects of rivers and lakes have appeared one after another.
But two hours of work.
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.
Can also win some prizes.
Of course, what's more important is that they can also see the competition among the young generation among the three major martial arts forces today, Shaolin, Endless Bitter Land, and Huajian School.
This is a rare opportunity.
"Here they come."
When almost all the people from Jianghu were present, people from Shaolin, Endless Suffering, Huajian School, and the three sects also appeared together.
Monk Zhixiang, Luo Beihan, and Li Wuyou walked side by side.
Behind them followed the disciples who participated in this competition.
And some people in the sect.
"Master Zhixiang!"
"Luo Tonggong."
"Master Lu."
When many Jianghu people saw these three martial arts masters, they all showed respect and bowed their hands in tribute.
These three people are now almost the masters of Jianghu.
Some face must be given.
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 spotlight.
The three top sects, each led by their masters, walked to the central platform behind the ring.
Li Wuyou, Master Zhixiang, Luo Beihan.
As the representatives of Jianghu, the three people took their respective 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 Jianghu jackpot.
"Amitabha."
As the master of this year's Jianghu jackpot, Master Zhixiang stood up.
He clasped his hands together.
His gaze swept across the audience calmly, and he said in a melodious voice,
"Thanks to fellow martial artists in Jianghu for coming here to participate in this year's first lottery in Jianghu."
"I am deeply gratified to be the person in charge of this year's jackpot."
As Master Zhixiang's words fell, the people in the Jianghu under the stage became lively again.
People kept making noises.
"Master, you are welcome. This is a grand event in our Great Zhou Jianghu, how can we not come?"
"That's right, Shaolin held this event, and a lot of rules were abolished. We should also thank Shaolin Temple, right?"
"Master, don't say too many polite words, we have been waiting for this day for a long time, let's start quickly."
"well."
Monk Zhixiang was already used to these scenes, he 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 of all, please invite representatives of our many sects to come to the stage first and show off your glory."
"It also opened everyone's eyes."
Crash!
After the words of Monk Zhixiang fell, all the people in the world became even more excited.
Afterwards, Jiang Hu sects began to enter the ring one after another.
It must be those small and medium sects who 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 to come on 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."
Afterwards, 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 Wire Fist ancestor."
"Mountain and River Seal."
"It's made of diamond crystals, it's extremely light when driven by internal force, but it's powerful and heavy when it's smashed down."
"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 were all useless things.
He only wanted the Silver Frost Tiger Silkworm.
And just as he expected, soon, it was the turn of the Celestial Gong of Endless Suffering.
Under the spotlight.
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,
"Everlasting grass for five hundred years, six."
"Golden Shouwu, three pieces."
"Thirteen silver frost tiger-striped silkworms."
"White jade..."
When Li Wuyou heard the Yinshuang tiger-striped silkworm and the number seven, Li Wuyou's eyes, which had been calm all the time, flickered slightly.
There was an unconcealable smile on his face.
Thirteen.
A few more than expected.
Well, enough is enough.
As long as the lottery in Jianghu is over, he can complete the final bronze body cultivation with peace of mind.
"Things are going well."
Li Wuyou said to himself inwardly,
"Then, all we need to do is wait for the Jianghu jackpot to end..."