If Liu Wuxie could really memorize 100,000 kinds of materials, he would pay for everything Liu Wuxie consumed today.
If Liu Wuxie cannot remember, he will kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistake.
It's fair and reasonable.
"I'm afraid you can't afford it on your own. Is there anyone else who can join in?"
Liu Wuxie smiled, very charmingly.
Huangtan is only a small fourth-level spiritual master, and his body only contains tens of millions of spiritual stones at best.
The materials Liu Wuxie wanted to buy today were worth tens of millions at least.
Since there are people paying the bill, why not defraud them with such a good opportunity?
The meaning of Liu Wuxie's words was very clear. What should you do if you lose and don't have enough resources?
His piercing gaze, with extreme provocation, swept over everyone present.
Facing Liu Wuxie's sarcastic look, many people couldn't help it.
"Boy, I bet you that if you lose, you will cut off your arms. If you can really remember all the materials, all the spiritual stones in my body will be yours."
Another man stood up. Although he didn't say he would pay for Liu Wuxie, the meaning was similar.
"Count me in. If he can't remember, I will cut off his legs with my own hands."
Lingqiong Pavilion prohibits killing people, but there is no rule against cutting off their limbs.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten people joined in.
Some wanted Liu Wuxie to kneel down and kowtow, some wanted to cut off Liu Wuxie's limbs, and some wanted him to slap himself.
There are various conditions. If Liu Wuxie loses, he may not be able to leave Lingqiong Pavilion alive.
A preliminary estimate of the spiritual stones carried by more than ten people is approximately over 100 million.
"Is there anyone left?"
Liu Wuxie put away her sarcastic smile and looked at them with a smile.
Who would dislike too many materials? With more than 100 million spirit stones, you can't buy anything in Lingqiong Pavilion.
The first-grade elixir was of little use to him, the second-grade elixir was expensive, and Liu Wuxie had only swallowed one.
If you continue to swallow it, the effect will be greatly reduced.
There was silence all around, no one answered Liu Wuxie, they just came to watch the fun.
"Deacon Sun, I would like you to be a witness, lest someone loses and defaults."
With so many people, if they lose and force their way out of here, Liu Wuxie alone really can't stop them.
It would be a different matter if someone from Lingqiong Pavilion came forward.
"Master, you have to think carefully. If you lose, you will lose your life."
Manager Sun still tried to persuade Liu Wuxie kindly, hoping that Liu Wuxie would apologize in public and the matter would be over.
There is no need to risk your wealth and life, it's not worth it.
"Thank you, Deacon Sun, for reminding me. I have my own sense of discretion. I hope Lingqiong Pavilion will not take sides."
Liu Wuxie's tone became much more serious. He knew very well that there were still masters lurking around Lingqiong Pavilion. He mainly wanted to tell them so that they could listen.
If Lingqiong Pavilion did not take the initiative to resolve this dispute today, it must bear the responsibility of refereeing.
Taking sides would be a blow to Lingqiong Pavilion's reputation.
"Don't worry, I, Lingqiong Pavilion, will never favor anyone."
Deacon Sun's eyes were focused. Every word he said now represented Lingqiong Pavilion, so he would not be perfunctory.
"Boy, don't delay, start now!"
Everyone began to urge, thinking that Liu Wuxie was stalling for time, and hoped that people from Lingqiong Pavilion would stand up and stop him.
Unexpectedly, the people in Lingqiong Pavilion neither stopped nor dissuaded, and allowed the situation to develop.
"Brother Liu, are you sure?"
Although Han Feizi
I believed that Liu Wuxie, after all, his family and life were involved, so he still asked cautiously.
"Get ready to select materials."
Liu Wuxie gave him a reassuring look, indicating that he didn't need to worry about him.
"Then I won't be polite."
Han Feizi returned to his carefree and cynical demeanor, and actually started to select materials.
As for the gambling fight between Liu Wuxie and them, he didn't take it seriously at all.
When a friend treats you like this, you are the best.
Liu Wuxie walked directly to the Tibetan stele. The page showing the weapon refining materials was still displayed on it.
There are probably several thousand pages, and each page contains hundreds of densely recorded materials.
Liu Wuxie didn't just take a quick look at it, but wanted to remember the use and value of each material.
Even those who came to the Earth Profound Realm would not dare to utter arrogant words. No wonder Huang Tan couldn't wait to jump out when he heard Liu Wuxie remember it for an hour.
Because in everyone's eyes, this is an impossible task.
The ghost eye technique was used, and the words on the Tibetan tablet seemed to come alive, floating in front of Liu Wuxie.
Keep reorganizing, keep wandering, keep reorganizing.
The Book of Heavenly Dao unfolded, and these words quickly merged into Liu Wuxie's soul sea and became part of his memory.
At this moment, Liu Wuxie was just a simple porter, transporting the words in the Tibetan tablet to his soul sea. It was that simple.
It seems simple, but without the support of strong soul power, carrying so many things in, the soul sea would have been crowded long ago.
The capacity of a person's soul sea is limited. If he is forced to accommodate too many things, he will directly collapse and even become insane.
The Tibetan stele is not a book, but a crystal. Lingqiong Pavilion inputs all the materials into it, mainly for the convenience of people's viewing.
There was no sound of turning the book, only the crystals were constantly switching. It took Liu Wuxie less than a breath to turn to the next page on each page.
"Is this kid crazy? I didn't even see clearly what was written on the previous page. He had already turned to the next page."
The people standing behind him had expressions of confusion on their faces.
Even if you have a photographic memory, you must first read it carefully!
Liu Wuxie is not reading at all, it is clearly flipping through, flipping through, and continuing to flip through.
Everyone's nerves were numb and they allowed Liu Wuxie to continue reading.
"Don't read it, everyone, wait an hour and see the results again!"
Many people dispersed, planning to wait for an hour before coming back. There was no need to waste time here.
Liu Wuxie's actions made many people look down upon him.
“I don’t know what to do with sensationalism!”
Another older monk left eight words, turned around and left, continued to select items, and would come back later.
Only a few people stay where they are, and Dalbergia is one of them.
He wanted to watch Liu Wuxie die in front of him.
Time passed silently, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
More than half of the hundreds of thousands of materials included in the Tibetan tablets have appeared in Liu Wuxie's mind.
The powerful soul sea was constantly rising and falling, and the words that poured in quickly integrated with him and became a part of his memory.
There was no time to watch, so Liu Wuxie continued to read.
After spending half an hour, Han Feizi selected his materials, which were worth more than 30 million, which is really not polite.
After being trapped for more than five years, Han Feizi was now very poor. He finally had the opportunity to kill him, so how could he let it go?
To be continued...