"This thing should be of some value, right?"
As Lin Feng pondered, he took out a small mountain the size of a fist. It was the Dharma artifact he had obtained after killing Giant Spirit Sect's Elder, Elder Yue.
This small black mountain had been damaged by the War God Demon Puppet back then. After Lin Feng obtained it, he hadn't had the time to repair it. He had only obtained the Taiyue Scripture Dharma needed to fuse with the Eight Trigrams Universal Great Dao Canon.
Lin Feng grabbed the small mountain and pondered. "Although it's damaged, it's still a Golden Elixir Period Dharma artifact. It should be of some value, right?"
He activated the lottery system and entered the exchange page to choose what he fancied. Lin Feng didn't choose the 33 Days Fortune Immortal Pill that could increase his cultivation.
Even if he obtained the pill, Lin Feng wouldn't consume it now. It was effective for anyone below the Primordial Soul realm. That way, it would definitely be most valuable for those at the Yuanying realm.
Even if he really obtained it now, he wouldn't be able to increase his strength immediately. It would be equivalent to wasting a chance at the lottery.
Lin Feng had his eyes on one of the few Golden Elixir Period Dharma artifacts in the system. It was a Dharma sword called the Pure Yang Sword.
This Pure Yang Sword was refined from one of the Seven True Fires, the Pure Yang True Fire.
The Pure Yang True Fire was milky-white in color. It was the ancestor of all flames. It was the source and ancestor of the entire Heaven Primordial World's flames. It was the purest flame and could fuse with many other flames. It was the bane of all evil.
More importantly, with this Pure Yang Sword, Lin Feng might have a chance to figure out the mysteries of the Pure Yang True Fire.
This Dharma sword's price in the exchange system was on the same level as the 33 Days Fortune Immortal Pill. It would be impossible to exchange for it in a short period of time. He could only rely on the lottery system.
Lin Feng had already entered the roulette system and the dice system to take a look, but he didn't find anything that suited him. Therefore, he decided to gamble on the lottery system.
After choosing the Pure Yang Sword, he placed the small black mountain on it. Lin Feng prayed inwardly. "Please give it your all!"
The small mountain soon disappeared, and in the void, 30 sticks appeared on top of the lot pot.
Lin Feng looked carefully. Among the thirty sticks, there were three red sticks, nine long white sticks, twelve white sticks, and six short white sticks.
"The chance of striking the Pure Yang Sword is only 10%?" Lin Feng frowned. "There are a total of 18 white and short white lots. That's a sixty percent probability, more than half."
"Is it because the value of the hill is inferior to the Pure Yang Sword?" Lin Feng pondered. This was the first time he had placed a bet. Without any reference, it was difficult to accurately estimate the rules of the system.
The only thing that was certain was that the probability of failure for the lottery system was much higher than for the roulette system and the dice system.
There were only two slots in the roulette system, so there was a one in nine chance of missing.
The die system was a bit of a scam. There were two blanks and two numbers that could not be shaken out. There was a two out of nine chance that he would miss.
As for the lottery system, just looking at it this time, the probability of losing was as high as four out of ten, and there was even a two out of ten chance that he wouldn't get anything, and instead, he would have to pay an Aurous Core stage magical item.
Of course, the advantages of the lottery system were obvious. There was a chance of getting something good that he chose.
Lin Feng took a deep breath and gave the command. "Begin drawing the lots!"
The thirty sticks fell into the lot pot pot and spun rapidly. Moments later, they stopped. Silently, all the sticks were placed in the pot.
Lin Feng stared at the sticks for a long time. Finally, he had no choice but to give up. The parts of the sticks that were exposed outside the pot were identical.
"I can't see any differences from the outside, so I can only try my luck." Lin Feng sighed and randomly chose a stick.
When the stick floated out of the pot, Lin Feng's pupils suddenly constricted.
F * * k, it's white!
Lin Feng held his breath as his chest churned. As the stick rose higher and higher with no end in sight, Lin Feng's heart finally calmed down.
Fortunately, he was not completely unlucky.
A long white stick!
Lin Feng let out a breath of air. It wasn't a white lot that returned the chip item as it was, it wasn't a white lot that wasted a lottery chance, it wasn't a short white lot that lost everything, but a long white lot that randomly exchanged for an item.
However, Lin Feng's heart quickly tightened again.
Randomly exchanged, who knew what the hell would be exchanged for?
It was fine if it was a good item, but if it was a trash item, this long white stick would be even worse than the original white stick that returned the chips.
Lin Feng eagerly watched as the long white lot flashed three times in the air and turned into a white light. Within the white light, an item fell down and landed in front of Lin Feng.
"Uh, what is it?" Lin Feng looked carefully. It was a palm-sized, token like thing. It was made of neither gold nor wood, and it was black in color. There was a faint layer of light flowing all over it.
The front of the token was engraved with the word "Hall".
Sect Construction Token. The host can use such a construction token to construct the various buildings and facilities of the sect outside the designated mountain gate.
The sturdiness of the buildings and facilities is directly linked to the host's cultivation level. An enemy that is two realms higher than the host is required to destroy the sect's buildings.
Sect Main Palace Hall Construction Token. The host can use this token to construct the sect's main palace for important sect ceremonies and to receive external guests.
In addition, the main palace hall is suitable to be the core of the sect's protective array.
After the token is used, the host will have a chance to name the hall after it is constructed.
After reading the introduction, Lin Feng was speechless for a long time. He held the token and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Is this good?
Good!
In a sense, it was better than the 33 Heavens Fortune Immortal Pill or the Pure Yang Sword. It was the true foundation of the sect and the face of the sect.
However, to the present Lin Feng, it did not have any practical effect on improving his strength.
Lin Feng smiled and shook his head. He activated the lucky draw system and put away the token.
Feeling the abundant mana in his Qi Sea, Lin Feng showed a satisfied smile. He had gained a lot from his seclusion this time.
After coming out of seclusion, a few disciples came to greet him, but Zhu Yi was nowhere to be seen.
Xiao Yan explained, "Second Junior Brother tried to break through to the 12th level of Qi Disciple a few days ago and encountered some bottlenecks. He is also in seclusion now."
Lin Feng looked at him and sighed in his heart.
The Xiao Yan in front of him was full of mana, like an endless river. He had already reached the 12th level of Qi Disciple.
During the month that Lin Feng was in seclusion, Xiao Yan had successfully advanced to the 12th level of Qi Disciple.
Counting with his fingers, it had been exactly a year since he was accepted as a disciple.
This young man in black, who had climbed to the peak but fell to the bottom, had finally returned to the 12th level of Qi Disciple after four years.
Lin Feng observed carefully. The Xiao Yan in front of him did not have a feeling of nostalgia, nor was he that cynical. He only had a high fighting spirit and a bit of calmness that had been tempered after experiencing ups and downs.
He was no longer bothered by the fact that he had wasted four years. Instead, he put all his energy into the path he had to walk in the future, one step at a time, fast and steady.
Back then, he had used four years to advance to the 12th level of Qi Disciple. Now, he had done it in one year. It was nothing more than good preparation.
Lin Feng looked at him and nodded with a smile.
Xiao Yan also smiled and did not say anything. He only bowed to Lin Feng. Everything was said without words.
Xiao Budian stood at the side and looked at Lin Feng. Lin Feng smiled and patted his little head: "Let's go, take master to find that Heavenly Gold Thunder Snake. I will take its blood and baptize you."
As he spoke, Lin Feng turned to look at Xiao Yan and Wang Lin: "Tianhao can take master there. You two stay here and protect Zhu Yi."
Xiao Yan and Wang Lin both nodded in agreement.
Lin Feng paused and looked at Xiao Yan: "If Zhu Yi successfully advances to the peak of Qi Disciple, tell him not to rush to try to build his foundation. You do the same. Wait for master to come back, I will make arrangements."
Xiao Yan nodded in agreement.
Lin Feng immediately raised the Black Cloud Flag and swept up Xiao Budian: "Let's go!"
…
In the sky thousands of miles away from Lin Feng and the others, the clouds were suddenly torn apart and a green light rushed out.
Countless hurricanes twisted around the green light with astonishing power.
"It should not be far from here." The green light stopped and a huge figure appeared. It had a body like a deer and a head like a sparrow. It had horns and a snake's tail. Its whole body was covered in green light.
This was an ancient fierce beast named Fei Lian. Although it was mixed blood, its power was still astonishing and it could use the Nine Heavens Astral Wind.
On the back of the Fei Lian sat a small young man. His body was filled with magic power like the ocean. He was a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
He held a compass in his hand. The compass needle was originally pointing in one direction but it suddenly trembled and could not be located.
The young man frowned: "Why can't I locate it? Is it hidden by a spatial magic tool? Hmph, you can't escape from my palm. "
"Three little bastards, you dare to kill people from my Wind God Sect?" The young man's gloomy face turned fierce: "Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you will not escape death!"
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