If Liu Wuxie could really memorize 100,000 kinds of materials, he would pay for everything Liu Wuxie consumed today.
If Liu Wuxie couldn't remember, he would have to 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 evilly.
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 if you lose and don't have enough resources?
His piercing gaze, with extreme provocation, swept over everyone present.
Facing Liu Wuxie's sarcastic eyes, 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 was not allowed to kill people, but there was 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 was around 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 another 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 with good words, hoping that Liu Wuxie would apologize in public and the matter would be over.
There is no need to put your wealth and life into it, it's not worth it.
"Thank you, Deacon Sun, for reminding me. I have my own sense of discretion. I just hope that 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, and he mainly wanted to tell them.
If Lingqiong Pavilion did not take the initiative to resolve this dispute today, it would have to 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.
Being a friend to this extent is the best thing to do.
Liu Wuxie walked directly to the Tibetan tablet. The page showing the weapon refining materials was still displayed on it.
There are probably several thousand pages, and hundreds of materials are densely recorded on each page.
Liu Wuxie didn't just take a quick look at it, but wanted to remember the purpose and value of each material.
Even those who came to the Earth Profound Realm would not dare to utter wild 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 Divine Book of Heaven 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 or 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 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 what was written on the previous page. He had already turned to the next page."
The people standing behind them had puzzled expressions on their faces.
Even if you have a photographic memory, you have to read it carefully first!
Liu Wuxie wasn't reading at all. It was clearly flipping through, flipping through, and continuing to flip through.
Everyone's nerves were numb and they allowed Liu Wuxie to continue reading.
"Everyone, stop reading and wait an hour to see the results!"
Many people dispersed, planning to wait 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 it means to sensationalize!”
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 quietly, 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 appeared in Liu Wuxie's mind.
The powerful soul sea was constantly rising and falling, and the words that poured in quickly merged with him and became a part of his memory.
There was no time to watch, so Liu Wuxie continued to read.
It took half an hour for Han Feizi to select 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. How could he let it go when he finally had the opportunity to kill him severely?
An hour is neither long nor short.
People who left rushed back one after another
Come, because one hour will be over soon.
"How does this kid feel?"
Those who left asked those monks who had never left.
A group of people gathered around, and many monks who came later were not sure what was going on, so they came over to join in the fun.
"There are still a few minutes left, one hour is over!"
When the last few pages came to an end, Liu Wuxie closed her eyes and spent the last few minutes settling in.
A lot of information has not been completely digested. Although it is part of my memory, it still needs to be sorted out.
"Boy, the time is up, why don't you kneel down and kowtow?"
Huang Tan couldn't wait any longer and asked Liu Wuxie to kneel down quickly.
Liu Wuxie ignored him and still closed her eyes.
Deacon Sun stood aside, silent and watching quietly, because the time was not up yet.
After running out of the last minute, Liu Wuxie finally opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Hundreds of thousands of materials were gathered into a book and appeared in Liu Wuxie's soul sea.
"I want a piece of purple lightning glass, a piece of earth dragon gold, and half a pound of earth soil..."
Liu Wuxie ignored Huang Tan's shouting, and instead looked at Deacon Sun, telling him several pieces of information in succession.
Every material is extremely valuable, and together they are worth more than 80 million spiritual stones.
Originally, Liu Wuxie didn't plan to buy so much. Since someone was paying for him, why not buy more.
Including Han Feizi's several materials, the total number is more than 100 million.
Huangtan alone cannot cash in so many spiritual stones.
"Boy, don't you understand what I'm saying? Kneel down quickly."
Huang Tan was a little angry. He was ignored by Liu Wuxie again and again, and he stamped his feet angrily.
"There are a total of 114,700 kinds of weapons refining materials in Lingqiong Pavilion, of which metals account for 50%, meteorites account for 10%, deep-sea meteorite accounts for 20%, and the remaining 20%."
Liu Wuxie looked at Deacon Sun, with a smile on his lips.
Deacon Sun's heart skipped a beat, he was in charge of the materials for refining the weapon.
He didn't know the exact number, it was probably more than 100,000, accurate to the number, unless someone who managed the warehouse would know.
More importantly, Liu Wuxie also divided them into categories, including metals, meteorites, and meteorites, which is incredible.
"Boy, you are talking nonsense."
Huang Tan made various sarcasm, thinking that Liu Wuxie was talking nonsense. Even Deacon Sun didn't know the specific number, how did he know it.
"Is this nonsense? Please ask Lingqiong Pavilion to compare the account books and you will understand."
Liu Wuxie's eyes were like looking at a dead person, and then he looked at Huang Tan without any emotion.
"He is right. The amount of weapon refining materials in Lingqiong Pavilion is indeed 114,700, and the types are the same as what he said."
Just because Deacon Sun couldn't answer Liu Wuxie's question, it didn't mean that others in Lingqiong Pavilion were not qualified.
The crowd moved aside automatically, and an old man appeared in everyone's sight.
With every step he took, the surrounding space was shaking, and the terrifying power of the Earthly Mystery surged crazily around him.
"It's Elder Qin. He is one of the few elders in Lingqiong Pavilion."
The crowd let out a burst of exclamations, and even the elders of the Earth Profound Realm came out. It seemed that what happened here had alarmed the senior officials of Lingqiong Pavilion.
Elder Qin happened to be in charge of the materials for refining weapons, and he knew the numbers best.
"Even if he remembers the quantity, what's the use? He just said that he can remember the names of all the materials."
Huang Tan still refused to give up, but his tone of voice was obviously not as strong as before.
