"Mr. Yin, I'm going to stay for three months. Do I just need to give you thirty bamboos and the rest of the time can be arranged by myself?"
Ning Yue asked.
In the bamboo forest, many people stopped what they were doing. Some of these people looked to be in their twenties or thirties, and some were already in their forties or fifties. Their faces were gloomy, and they looked at Ning Yue with sarcasm in his eyes, which was surprisingly consistent.
"Haha... There are very few people in the Strong Realm who can really cut down ninety thunder bamboos in three months."
A faint sneer flashed in Mr. Yin's eyes.
At this moment, a figure who was not affected by the outside world and was still immersed in chopping bamboo brandished a hatchet and chopped off a bamboo!
boom--
In an instant, everyone heard the sound of thunder!
Arcs of electricity flashed and danced on the broken bamboo, and then merged into it. The chopped bamboo changed from green to purple.
"I'm curious. You can't see the Thunder Bamboo in the outside world. As far as I know, there are only three places with Thunder Bamboo forests in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. One is in the Great Zhou Palace, and the other is in our Jidao Academy. "
Mr. Yin smiled lightly.
"Where's the other piece?"
Ning Yue asked curiously.
"What's the use of knowing it? Go and chop bamboo."
Mr. Yin said calmly.
Ning Yue was not angry. After all, the other party was once a Martial King, and it was normal to have a temper.
What's more, he plans to earn experience points and great merit rewards from Mr. Yin if he has the opportunity in the future.
In this case, building a good relationship is one of the necessary conditions.
Otherwise, who would be willing to swallow the foul-smelling medicine?
"Mr. Yin, what is the use of this Lei Yinzhu?"
Ning Yue asked.
"Leiyin Bamboo is a low-grade spiritual material of the Xuan level. If you only use it to create divine weapons, its power will be average, enough for a great martial artist.
However, it carries the earth dragon thunder energy, and the power of thunder and lightning in its body is naturally bred, which is completely different from the thunder energy in the sky. It can be used as medicine, and many earth-level elixirs require thunder bamboo powder as an introduction.
But in our Jidao Academy, its function is to light the fire. If you see the red light over there, it is the Jidao oven of our Jidao Academy. As long as the fire is strong, it can suppress the luck here.
Let the Jidao Academy prosper forever! "
Mr. Yin pointed to the distance.
On the other side of the mountain, the sky was indeed a little red, as if it was illuminated by some kind of flame.
Jidao oven?
Ning Yue suddenly heard this term, but what he thought of was another function of the system.
Avenue Oven.
The system said that the Avenue Oven has a synthesis function. If you throw things into it, you can synthesize new items.
"Why are you asking so many questions? Everyone else who comes in here is as dead as their parents, but you are the only one who keeps asking questions."
Mr. Yin snorted coldly and waved his sleeves gently: "Go and chop wood!"
"yes."
Ning Yue nodded and walked towards a bamboo with a hatchet in hand.
"This guy's cultivation level isn't very high."
"It's just the realm of strength."
"With this level of cultivation, why was he thrown into the Cliff of Repentance?"
"I remember the last time I was thrown into the Strong Realm, I still violated the sexual precept and dared to peek at my master's wife taking a shower."
"I remember that guy was sentenced to five years. He survived the first three years. In the fourth year, his master also made a mistake and was thrown in. Then he was slapped to death by his master."
"I bet it took him five days to make his first thunder bamboo."
"Well, if you can master the correct techniques, three days is enough, but for him, five days is about the same."
"Come on, come on, I'll open a bank, come and bet."
The scene suddenly became lively.
Ning Yue lowered his hatchet that he had raised high, and approached the group of people with a curious look on his face:
"How do you bet and what do you bet on?"
Everyone was stunned, and then looked at Ning Yue with strange expressions.
The man who just called to open the village frowned slightly, and he exuded the aura of a peak martial artist.
Unlike Mr. Yin, his cultivation has not been ruined, and his energy and blood are very strong.
"What does it have to do with you what we bet on?"
Zhang Lai looked at Ning Yue calmly.
"No, the seniors are using the juniors as bets, how come they have nothing to do with the juniors?"
Ning Yue smiled.
Mr. Yin noticed this scene, with a half-smile on his face, and stood with his hands behind his hands, as if it had nothing to do with him, and he was just watching the fun.
"What? Are you dissatisfied with using you as a bet?"
Zhang Lai smiled lightly.
Seeing that everyone was eyeing him with eagerness, Ning Yue smiled and waved his hand: "You have misunderstood. I just want to participate in this bet, so I want to ask what can be used to bet."
"You want to participate too?"
"You want to bet on yourself?"
"Joke, what if you delayed it on purpose?"
Everyone sneered, as if looking at a fool.
"If you are afraid that juniors will cheat, juniors can just bet on an earlier time than you."
Ning Yue muttered.
Zhang Lai smiled, "Then you plan to bet on how many days you can cut down the first thunder bamboo. Tell us. If we think it's suitable, we will accept your bet."
"I'll bet... for one day, right?"
Ning Yue thought for a while and looked at everyone.
"One day?"
"Hahaha, this kid is very confident in himself."
"Even if a warrior in the magical power realm is familiar with the veins of Lei Yinzhu, he may not be able to chop down one branch in one day."
"When I first came here, it was at the early stage of the Soul Seizing Realm, and it took me a day and a half to cut down the first Thunder Bamboo."
"Zhang Lai, please accept this bet."
"Boy, are you sure you want to spend a day on yourself? What are you betting on me?"
Zhang Lai looked at Ning Yue with a half-smile.
"This junior doesn't have anything valuable, only these eighty violent energy and blood pills."
Ning Yue took out the porcelain vase and said with a smile: "Just bet on them. One of them is worth three hundred taels of silver, and eighty of them is worth twenty-four thousand taels."
He quietly raised the price a bit and bullied these people into being locked up here for a long time. They probably knew very little about the outside world!
"Violent Qi and Blood Pill? Isn't it Qi and Blood Pill? Hmm, this name seems very familiar."
Zhang Lai frowned slightly.
"An ancient elixir recipe that has been lost. I heard that this Qi-blood elixir is twice as effective as ordinary Qi-blood elixirs."
Mr. Yin came over, took a porcelain bottle, opened it, smelled it, and said with a rather strange expression.
Ning Yue found that everyone looked at Mr. Yin with a hint of respect and fear.
"Mr. Yin, is this really a lost ancient elixir?"
Zhang Lai said in surprise.
"Indeed, but what is the value? That's it. After all, it is only a lower-grade Huang-level Qi and Blood Pill. It is very effective in the Strong Realm."
Mr. Yin nodded lightly.
"Boy, I know the price of Qi and Blood Pills. You are not lying to me. Can such a pill cost three hundred taels?"
Zhang Lai looked at Ning Yue and sneered.
"Precisely because it is a lost ancient elixir, if the elixir formula can be deduced reversely, its value... Everyone, I guess you don't need to say more, juniors, right?"
Ning Yue smiled.
"It can indeed be calculated like this. Using it to infer the value of the elixir is greater than taking it."
Mr. Yin nodded slightly.
"Well, your eighty Violent Qi and Blood Pills will be priced at twenty-four thousand taels."
Zhang Lai's eyes lit up.
"Senior, what is the equivalent of something to bet on?"
Ning Yue asked curiously.
