Super Resource Empire

Chapter 302 Li Wei
Inside an old house.

"Let everyone in the family sign up for a Jubaozhai account, and they must get a Lingshi."

"Grandpa, the lottery draw is all about luck."

"The hundred and tenth member of our family has a much higher chance than those casual cultivators."

"Okay, Grandpa, let's go to Jiangning now."

……

"Sect Master, Jubaozhai wants to extract nine low-grade spirit stones."

"In this day and age, I thought all spiritual stones were extinct, but I didn't expect that there are still spiritual stones in the world."

"Sovereign, it is very difficult to break through the real fire realm. If you have a spirit stone, the probability of breaking through will be greatly increased. We have to touch the nine spirit stones that Jubaozhai brought out this time. luck."

"What you said makes sense. As long as you register, you will have a chance to draw a free lottery. This kind of good thing can't be missed."

"I will take my disciples to Jiangning."

……

"Su Wen, we in Lingmiao Pavilion also want to try our luck, do you think it's okay?"

"Qin Nongyu, I have no objections, but the lottery draw depends on luck. If you don't get a single spirit stone by then, don't blame me."

"Don't worry, it's just a matter of luck."

……

"Master Feng, your Feng family must also want to participate?"

"haha, yes."

"Go and install Jubaozhai's client by yourself, it's all down to luck, there is no place to cheat."

"Our Feng family is turning around now and then, and our luck can still be bad."

……

Jubaozhai is off work, but the [-] computers in the lobby that can automatically install the Jubaozhai APP have not stopped for a moment.

Many people who came here overnight got off the bus and rushed to Jubaozhai.

Su Wen sat opposite Feng Nianzhi, looking very satisfied.

"All the spirit stones have been taken out, and you Jubaozhai are really rich."

"Generally, we've been keeping a low profile."

"Jubaozhai is soaring into the sky now, there must be many people begging for you."

"No matter what happens in the future of Jubaozhai, if you have any orders, senior, you can just speak up."

"If you have enough spirit stones in Jubaozhai, you can exchange them for me."

"I'll talk about this later, Jubaozhai really doesn't have any extra spirit stones."

Su Wen used his temporary vitality to recover 12 low-grade spirit stones at sea, 6 pieces were given to Yang Yuru to set up a spirit stone formation, and 6 pieces were given to Shengshi Auction House.The 9 yuan he took out for the lottery this time was recovered by him in the past few days, but he didn't expect that Lingshi would be so popular.

Jubaozhai entrance.

The young man who drew a drop of weak water was finally about to leave.

"Boy, hand over the weak water you pumped."

"who are you?"

"My name is Taoist Xiong, and I have been staring at you for a long time."

"Weak water was drawn by me, isn't it robbery if you do this?"

"What you're talking about is nonsense. What I'm doing is not robbery or something. Can't you see it?"

Many people have noticed this situation.

"This young man is still too naive."

"He didn't sneak away after getting the weak water. I don't know how many people in the late stage of the real yuan state looked at him with red eyes."

"I'm going to die."

The young man only had a mid-stage True Qi Realm cultivation, and now he was completely dumbfounded.

"Bring it!"

"I fought with you."

"Your cultivation is still fighting against me, you are really overthinking your capabilities."

Taoist Xiong was about to slap the young man in the face.

But at this moment, a yellow light flashed, and Taoist Xiong screamed miserably.

Everyone hurried to look.

A hole appeared in the palm of Xiong Taoist's hand, and the bones of his hand were completely broken.

But looking at the murder weapon, it turned out to be a chrysanthemum.

Daoist Xiong was sweating profusely from the fright, whoever shot it, a chrysanthemum could shoot through his palm, if it was aimed at his head, he would be killed easily.

This cultivation base is too terrible.

"I don't know which senior expert is here. If Xiong Er has offended him in any way, please forgive me." Daoist Xiong shouted loudly.

"In order to protect the buildings of Jubaozhai, fighting is prohibited within 100 meters of Jubaozhai. Next time someone dares to fight again, he will be killed without mercy." Feng Nianzhi's voice seemed to be coming from all directions, and the source could not be found at all.

"Yes, yes, senior." Daoist Xiong broke into a cold sweat.

Many people are also terrified.

"A chrysanthemum can shoot through the palm of a cultivator in the Real Yuan Realm, at least in the True Fire Realm."

"Jubaozhai actually has a cultivator of the real fire state sitting in it, amazing!"

"True Fire Realm? Maybe more."

"What do you mean?"

"Yeah, can it still be true alchemy?"

……

Seeing the noisy crowd at the entrance of Jubaozhai, Su Wen sighed: "Senior's action is really extraordinary."

"Stop flattering."

"Senior, then let's not flatter. Let me ask you, I managed to grow a chrysanthemum, do you want to use it as a murder weapon?"

Feng Nianzhi looked at the empty flower pot and was speechless.

……

Jubaozhai, eight o'clock in the morning.

"Boss, the number of registered users has reached 16000."

"It almost doubled overnight."

"Among them, 14000 people made an appointment for today's lottery draw, but most of them are newly registered accounts."

"It's not bad, how many treasure coins are used to draw prizes?"

"Only 920 people, less than 1000."

"It's a little more than I thought, we've already had enough money, and now we're starting the first lottery draw."

"The lottery program is running."

……

Many people are still signing up, but the first draw at eight o'clock has already begun.

First number: 15.

Second number: 22.

Third number: 01.

"Congratulations to the friend of 152201 who got a low-grade spirit stone. Please come to the counter to receive the prize within one month, thank you!"

"Sovereign, it's mine."

"Good job, I will accept you as a true disciple when I go back."

In the hall, many people cast envious eyes.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the number of registered users reached 19000.

The second draw begins.

First number: 24.

Second number: 12.

Third number: 18.

"Congratulations to the friend of 241218 who got a low-grade spirit stone. Please come to the counter to receive the prize within one month, thank you!"

"Is No. 241218 one of us, please take a look?"

"Where is Brother Da Neng? I remember his number is 2412 in front of it, but the two behind him didn't see clearly."

"Da Neng, quickly find Da Neng!"

……

At twelve o'clock in the morning, there were 22000 registered users.

This number has greatly exceeded Yi Xue's expectation, even Su Wen did not expect it.

The third draw begins, and the winning number is: 010204.

Inside a hotel in Jiangning: "I won the lottery, haha, I won the lottery."

The lady who was summoned on the bed was very strange. The gentleman who asked him to come to serve had a gold card worth hundreds of millions of dollars with him. As for the news of winning a lottery, he was so excited.

"Honey, how much money have you won!"

"Money, can this be what money can buy, ignorance!"

"It's not money, then why are you so happy, let me see what it is."

"Go away, this is what you deserve to see. Let me tell you, the software installed on my mobile phone, ordinary people will never see it once in a lifetime. If the thing I won this time, if it is sold for money, it will be enough to sell nearby Several buildings were bought."

The woman looked around, these buildings together were worth at least tens of billions, but what could be sold for tens of billions!
The man didn't do anything with the woman, he put on his pants in a hurry and ran outside.

……

At 25000 p.m., there were [-] registered users.

At ten o'clock in the evening, there were 30000 registered users.

At 32000 o'clock in the evening, there were [-] registered users.

The lottery of nine spiritual stones was over. Many people who had drawn zero spiritual stones were very excited, but those who had not drawn felt extremely disappointed.

"The owner of Jubaozhai, I am monk Zhiyun from Shaolin Temple, please hand over the little thief who stole our Shaolin martial arts."

"It's here, it's finally here."

Su Wen walked to the door with a smile: "I have seen the master, but who is the little thief the master is talking about?"

Many guests who were about to leave Jubaozhai stopped in their tracks. They had heard of Monk Zhiyun, and that was one of the few people in the Real Fire Realm.

"His name is Pan Dabang, and he is now in your Jubaozhai."

"Master, there are too many people in Jubaozhai, who is Pan Dabang you are talking about?"

"Since you don't know him, let me go in and bring him out."

"Master, this is your fault. Jubaozhai is full of our guests. If you want to take away whoever you want, how can we open Jubaozhai for business in the future?"

"Are you going to step aside?"

"Master, hands are prohibited within 100 meters of Jubaozhai, I hope you can understand."

"Stubborn."

"Master, if you want to go in and hang out, I will warmly welcome you, but if you want to go in and take away our guests by force, then I can't sit back and ignore you."

"Go away!"

"Master, once you do it, you will bear the consequences."

Zhiyun said angrily: "What are the consequences? Is Shaolin still afraid that you will fail Jubaozhai?"

"Is it?"

As soon as Zhiyun's words fell, his legs softened and he knelt down on the ground suddenly.

Many people were frightened by this sudden scene.

"Who!"

Zhiyun turned pale with shock.

He wanted to grit his teeth and stand up, but he couldn't lift his legs.

"The monks of Zhizi generation should be the generation after Kongzi's generation. Alas, one generation is not as good as the previous generation. I don't know if Kongwen is still alive. If he comes, we can have a good fight."

Empty news?

Many people's faces changed drastically. That is not the famous master 300 years ago.

It is rumored that Kongwen has long been a master of the real alchemy realm, and his talent should be among the top ten among all the monks in Shaolin Temple for more than a thousand years.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhiyun's face turned blue, he really regretted it now, if he had known that there was such a terrifying old guy sitting in Jubaozhai, he would not have dared to come to the door if he was beaten to death.

"You don't deserve to know my name. Now I have to sit in Jubaozhai because of some things. You'd better not cause me any trouble. Otherwise, if I bully the younger ones, it won't sound good if the news spreads." Feng Nianzhi's voice Indifferently, "I'll bypass you this time. If I don't do it next time, leave now!"

Zhiyun felt that the pressure on his body had eased, and hurriedly stepped back a dozen steps.

(End of this chapter)