Chapter 398 Dragon Dao Master’s Pan

Buddhism?

Looking at the old monk chatting happily with Nie Xianshan in front of him, Li Yuan was startled.

Such blatant poaching?

"Or did you notice that I was attracting incense?"

Li Yuan was a little surprised.

Ever since he became aware of the existence of incense, he would maintain the idea of ​​worshiping gods every time he went out to attract the incense.

Although he was very careful and transferred every wisp of incense into the space of the soldier, maybe there was still some residual aura on him?

"I heard that my little friend was born in the Valley of Divine Weapons?"

The message came again.

Li Yuan did not answer. The old monk asked and answered: "Shenbing Valley was originally my sect of Leiyin Dao?"

Seems real?

Li Yuan's heart moved.

Shenbing Valley moved to Huizhou from Ziyun Prefecture, and Ziyun Prefecture belongs to Leiyin. However, Leiyin Dao is a folk name, and in fact, it belongs to Dazhou.

It is located at the junction of the Yanshan and Yunmeng roads, half bordered by mountains and half by the archipelago. The territory is complex, and its territory is not inferior to that of Hengshan and Yanshan roads.

The reason why it has not been classified as one is because the Xinyi Sect did not have the momentum it has now, and secondly, it is said that the Xinyi Sect does not have the Heavenly Fate Mysterious Weapons.

Faintly being the Sixth Path, it was just a secret and was not recognized by the imperial court or the Daoist sects.

For more than a thousand years, there have been many similar sects, but as time has passed, only the Five Great Sects have remained standing.

"What a pity."

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

'These old guys are so sharp...'

Li Yuan felt a little chilled in his heart and felt helpless.

Land gods, their minds are in harmony with heaven and earth, and most of the concealment methods in this world cannot hide their insights.

These days, he has been learning several martial arts in the library to concentrate his energy and hide his body, but with little success...

"If you want to hide it from the Grand Master, you may need a magic-level hidden form method?"

Li Yuan was wary.

Fortunately, the old monk didn't send any more messages. After saying a few words, Nie Xianshan took him to Hu Peak, and he was arranged to entertain the fat monk.

Zen Master Dading always had a smile on his face, while Liao Kong had a serious look on his face, and there was almost no communication along the way.

On the other hand, many onlookers recognized him and greeted him one after another, which attracted a lot of side glances from the monks from the Xinyi Sect.

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

It was quite lively under the Dragon and Tiger Tower, with various accents from all over the world mixed together. Some people broke into the tower, while others pulled out big flags and opened a big market for everyone to place bets.

"Can I bet?"

Monk Lukong's eyes suddenly brightened. He bowed his hand to Li Yuan and led a group of monks in.

Good guy...

Li Yuan's eyelids twitched. Is this still a group of gamblers?

"Our game is about the preliminary leader, not the final leader in the martial arts show. You should think carefully before placing your bets."

In front of the huge stone tablet, several Longhu Temple disciples set up a table and put up a wooden sign. Li Yuan glanced at it and recognized one of them, named Lin Kai, who was ranked 101 on the Dragon Ranking.

"Master Liao Kong is also interested?"

Most of the people around had just seen the scene where the white tiger appeared under the archway, and now they were quite surprised to see him coming.

"Uncle Li is here too?"

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

With a 'swish' sound, Li Yuan felt warmth between his brows, and a few more wisps of incense came out of the aura.

"Huh?"

Li Yuan's spirit was shaken. He greeted his familiar disciples and looked up, only to see him standing at the front on the wooden sign.

"Dragon Tiger Li Yuan: one for one."

The odds...

After one glance, Li Yuan had no intention of placing a bet, but sensing the wisps of incense rising from the aura, he still walked into the crowd.

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

Ever since he learned the secret of incense, he would go down the mountain for a walk from time to time. He had never seen any incense above the third level, but there were quite a few of the first and second levels, which were enough for his daily listening needs.

"Who opened this plate?"

Monk Lokong asked.

As soon as he opened his mouth, many people knew that he was a veteran and the bet must be huge, otherwise they would not ask who the dealer was first.

"Back to Master, this disk was opened by my Senior Brother Long."

"Long Xinglie?"

Monk Liao Kong was a little surprised: "Is he good at this?"

"...Well, back to Master, Senior Brother opened this game for the entertainment of all of you colleagues..."

"I bet on myself."

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

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

Before he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became silent.

Li Yuan was shocked. This monk's net worth was too rich.

Fine gold is a rare material used to refine magic weapons. Normally, the asking price for one tael is around 40,000 taels of silver. How can you gamble if you start with fifty taels?

"Fifty taels of fine gold?!"

Several of the disciples running the stall stuttered a little. Lin Jia was startled and quickly calmed down:

"Master Liao Kong, do you really want to bet such a big sum?"

"What, can't you place a bet?"

Monk Kong didn't say anything, but more than a dozen monks behind him had already taken out pure gold, fine gold, etc., ranging from as little as ten taels of pure gold to as many as three taels of fine gold.

After a while, there was a pile of them on the table, shining with dazzling golden light 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……"

How could Lin Kai dare to make the decision? 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 forward.

"Big Brother!"

"Senior Brother Long!"

Seeing Long Xinglie, the disciples of Longhu Temple around him 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 immediately looked at Monk Kong:

"Master 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 weren't many names on the wooden sign. The only ones 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...
To be continued...