Chapter 281 It depends on your luck [ask for monthly votes! ]

Wu Handing: "Eighty thousand."

Wen Yifan: "Eat..."

Liang Yue: “Bang!”

Wen Yifan glared at him, Liang Yue smiled faintly and said, "It's fair and just."

Shang Yunhai: “Twenty thousand.”

Wen Yifan: "Eat..."

Liang Yue: “Bang!”

Wen Yifan glared at him again, and Liang Yue turned away embarrassedly, "Senior Sister Wen, there are no fellow disciples at the card table."

Wu Handing: "Fifty thousand."

Wen Yifan: “Bang!”

After saying that, she glanced at Liang Yue, as if to say, you can't get ahead this time, right?

Liang Yue smiled apologetically, "I think... I'm talking nonsense."

Bang.

Wen Yifan put her hands heavily on the table. Even a supreme immortal would be a little angry if she was beaten to such a situation. The last time she was so angry that her face showed anger was during Wang Rulin's first class.

All I can say is that Liang Yue did learn some of the essentials.

In fact, their card game has nothing to do with Yu Linglong anymore, it is just a simple game of grudges.

At first, humble people like Chen Xuanjiu and Shang Yunhai might have some intention of giving in. But after two fights, their faces were all red and they were completely overwhelmed. Even if they didn't fight for Yu Linglong, they still wanted to fight for it.

After a fierce competition among six people who took turns to compete, the final winner was Chen Xuanjiu.

He was too compassionate and could not bear to target others, but was madly targeted by others, which led to this fate. If it were on the battlefield, these geniuses would not bully a Buddhist disciple like this because they were proud of their status.

But at the poker table, sorry, even your dad has to win by any means necessary.

Even though he was saved by Chen Xuan, his bald head turned red and he wished time could go back to the beginning of the game. He would definitely not have any compassion.

After being eliminated, he just hoped to try again soon.

Although the last person had been decided, the rest of the group was still enjoying themselves and were ready to end the game after deciding the first person. They played like this until dawn.

In fact, no matter when the game starts, it will end at dawn.

After the last round, there was a pile of chips in front of Liang Yue. Shang Yunhai lost his last chip and the game was over.

"No wonder you suggested playing mahjong, it turns out you are so good at it." Qi Yingwu said with a smile.

Liang Yue said: "If everyone feels that this is unfair, then we can change the project next time..."

"No change!" everyone said in unison.

Everyone has similar thoughts. If I change the project just because I lose this time, wouldn’t that mean I’ve given in completely? You can say that my cultivation is weak, but you can’t say that my card skills are bad!
After deciding on Yu Linglong's ownership, everyone found Taoist Feng and told him the distribution.

After the distribution, the number of Yu Linglong was Liang Yue's three, Shang Yunhai's three, Chen Xuanjiu's two, Wen Yifan's two, Yan Shenbing's one, Monk Yuansheng's one, Qi Yingwu's one, and Wu Handing's one. Lin Fenghe... was zero.

Seeing his empty bottle, Lin Fenghe was not depressed at all, but just smiled coldly, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't bully..."

Everyone rushed forward and covered his mouth, not daring to let him finish his line.

Seeing everyone laughing and making a fuss, Taoist Feng was speechless, "This Yu Linglong is so important, and you guys are treating it like a joke, it's really..."

"This is better than internal strife, right?" Liang Yue replied, "We are all teammates. If we argue with each other over a piece of Yu Linglong, or even fight each other, and ignore the friendship between teammates, that would be childish behavior. It's too immature."

Taoist Feng's face turned red after hearing what he said. He pointed at him and wanted to refute, but he was stopped by Zen Master Yun before he could utter a word.

"They don't know about our past affairs. If you get angry now, won't it be exposed?" the big monk said in a low voice.

"Yes, I'm not angry." Taoist Feng nodded and smiled, his face flushed. He stepped forward again and said, "Your trial in the Taoist Palace has come to an end. The next training will be carried out in Jilei Temple. But before you leave, we in Qingyang Taoist Palace have a gift for everyone."

They knew earlier that this training would be a tour, and several large sects would participate. However, they had only been there for ten days, and when they heard that they were leaving the Taoist Palace, they were really reluctant to leave.

After all, I just started to like the hotpot and mahjong here.

Master Yun saw everyone's emotions and stepped forward to comfort them, saying, "Our Jilei Temple is also a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. Although we cannot eat meat there, the winter melon soup with steamed buns in the temple is also a must-try, and is definitely not inferior to the delicacies here."

“……”Everyone became even sadder after hearing this.

Yan Shenbing frowned and said, "That's really not worth eating."

"Brother, please stop saying that." Wu Handing held him down.

Steamed corn bread with soup is better than steamed weasel no matter what. If we follow your taste, we will all be ashamed.

"Okay!" Taoist Feng said, "Everyone, please follow me."

He brought everyone into the Qingyang Cave Heaven again. The two brothers Liu Ding'er and Liu Jia at the door had really worked overtime these days. Normally, so many people would not enter the cave heaven.

The Taoist Palace's cave is vast and deserted most of the time, and not many people can enter, otherwise the villagers of the Demon Valley would not be planning their escape all day long.

Taoist Feng took everyone to the forest on a high mountain deep in the cave. The place was filled with spiritual energy and fragrance, and it really looked like a fairyland garden.

The trees here are all tall trees whose names I cannot tell, with no branches and twigs, only green leaves at the crown, some with colorful fruits hanging on them. If you look closely at the lines on the tree, you will find that they contain many Taoist lines.

"This is the cultivation forest built by the ancestors of the Dao Palace. Every tree is a different species of enlightenment tree that the ancestors obtained from the dragon clan. It is called the Daoyuan tree. Although it is not as magical as the enlightenment tree, the Daoyuan fruit produced by this tree can help practitioners sublimate their own qi channels. Whether it is the true qi of the Qi cultivator or the Gangqi of the warrior, they can advance after taking the Daoyuan fruit."

Taoist Feng pointed at the trees and fruits in front of him and told everyone about the wonders of this place.

"Of course, this thing is not picked randomly."

"Here are ten-year-old Daoyuan fruits, one-hundred-year-old Daoyuan fruits, and the most precious one, a thousand-year-old Daoyuan fruit. You need to quietly meditate in the forest, pick up the Dao rhythm, and resonate with a tree. The Daoyuan fruit will fall to you by itself. The word 'fate' is all in it."

He smiled slightly, "You only have one chance to comprehend. Two Daoyuan Fruits will not choose the same owner. It depends on your own luck what kind of Daoyuan Fruit you can take away."

Hearing him say this, Liang Yue couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This sounds familiar.

It all depends on your own luck?

(End of this chapter)