I, The Only Male Disciple in School

Tianxiang Pavilion is the most famous Fenghuaxueyue chain store in the God Realm. Not only men will patronize this place, but even women will come here, looking for a blue face.

When Lin Feng came to Tianxiang Pavilion, Tianxiang Pavilion was already surrounded by the inner three floors and the outer three floors.

Through the gaps in the crowd, it was discovered that the interior of Tianxiang Pavilion was basically empty, that is to say, all the people were blocked out of the door, and no one had entered yet.

"This brother, is there any activity in Tianxiang Pavilion today? Why don't everyone go in?" Lin Feng asked a male Practitioner who looked haggard and seemed to be overdrawn.

He will look at his face, like this kind of overdraft man's face, he must be a regular customer here.

"Brother, the news has been released for several days, don't you still know it?" The overdraft man looked at Lin Feng suspiciously, "Today is Mu Qing, the first beauty of Tianxiang Pavilion in Qingzhou, and Jiaying, the first beauty in Baizhou Tianxiang Pavilion. Er’s United Fighting Painting Conference, as long as they can win the two of them consecutively, they will promise you to do anything, including that!"

"United Fighting Painting Conference?" Lin Feng chewed on the name, but he didn't expect the God Realm in terms of force and the content of the art class, which surprised him a bit.

"Brother, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you win, you can talk to both of them at the same time. Wow, just thinking about it, I can't stand it." The overdraft man looked obsessed and looked even more vain. NS.

"Man, take care of your health." Lin Feng patted the overdraft man's shoulder.

At this moment, he had already seen the registration place next to the Tianxiang Pavilion gate.

If you want to participate in this fighting painting conference, you must first register.

Lin Feng originally came with the nature of playing tickets. It is a good thing to be able to bring Mu Qing back to Kui Jiuge, and he also wants to see, this beauty in the gods, compared to Wan Zixia and other women, what's the difference.

"Name?"

"Ma Yun."

"Cultivation Base?"

"Enter the Holy Land."

Lin Feng lined up for a few minutes, and finally it was his turn to register.

He naturally followed the old method of own and used a pseudonym to participate in this conference.

But when he said his own Cultivation Base, the woman in charge of the registration cast a disdainful look at him. Almost at the same time, the Practitioner, who heard Lin Feng's voice, burst into laughter.

"Those who have entered the Holy Realm dare to participate in the Fighting Painting Conference?!"

"I really can't help myself, don't you think this is really an ordinary game that you can win by drawing a chicken?"

"Young man, the ones participating in the competition are not the Great Saint Realm and Saint King Realm. I would advise you to go quickly and save the waste of time and the sacred stone."

"There is a knife on the head, these low-level Practitioners are really dead for their own desires."

Lines of ridiculous words penetrated Lin Feng's ears unabashedly.

Lin Feng disagreed, and motioned the registered staff to continue.

The staff smiled, eyes full of indifference, and then extended a finger.

"A medium-grade sacred stone."

"Give.

"No. 337."

The sacred stone on Lin Feng's body was still given to him by Xu Guanshi before, and it was handed over to Tianxiang Pavilion before he was enlightened.

However, he knew that he would not worry about the sacred stone, as long as he wanted to, he could do a few hundred consecutive draws or a thousand consecutive draws, and he would naturally be bulging.

"No. 1, Qian Yongfu! Please enter Tianxiang Pavilion!"

At this moment, the inside of Tianxiang Pavilion began to applaud, and the crowd also broke out a burst of uproar, and the big guys looked quite excited.

Lin Feng holds the No. 337 sign, when is it his turn?

There are still 336 people waiting in front of them, and they are still calling in one by one.

Let's go draw a lottery first.

Lin Feng thought for a while. Since the last draw in the ghost world, he hasn't drawn for several days.

At the beginning, own Cultivation Base soared directly to the peak of the Saint Realm, but it was because of Heavenly Dao that it was impossible to go one step further.

Today, the highest Heavenly Dao in the God Realm, he might be able to draw directly to the pinnacle level of this world.

Opposite Tianxiang Pavilion is a teahouse. After Lin Feng walked in, he spent a piece of middle-grade sacred stone to make an elegant seat. No one was disturbed, and he could see the progress of Tianxiang Pavilion queuing.

"Let’s start with a thousand consecutive draws." Lin Feng now uses 5.7 billion hate points, and the daily natural increase is now more than 50 million, so 100 million hate points are used for the draw, which is not at all distressing.

"Ding! You have won the first rank god pill [Nine Cauldrons]!

"Ding! You got the treasure [Lion Brake Heart Sword]!"

"Ding! You got the [Pseudo Heavenly Dao Pen] (the best fairy tool)!"

"Ding! You got the underwear*1!"

"Ding "

"Ding! You got Cultivation Base+1!"

"DT ."

"Ding! You got [Shadow of God's Position: Martial Sage]!"

"Ding!

"Ding! You got the top grade god stone*10000!

"Ding! You got the [Yingmeng Tianshen Step] (Tian Shen level)!"

"DT ."

"Ding! You got Shenshui*1!"

"Ding! You have obtained the incomplete map of the battlefield of the gods*1!"

*Can.…

Thousands of consecutive draws kept putting prizes into the system space. Lin Feng quickly browsed the prizes in the draw, and his smile on his face became more and more prosperous.

I have to say that the first thousand consecutive draws when I came to God Realm, the receipt was very rich.

Among them, there are 5 Cultivation Techniques of martial arts at the Celestial God level; 2 pieces of fairy artifacts and 3 supernatural powers; Cultivation Base +3, which brought him directly to the peak of the Holy King Realm.

What makes him even more happy is that the things he draws are not restricted by his own Cultivation Base.

In the Holy King Realm, he can get the Movement Technique and Divine Tool of the Heavenly God level, which means that he can also get even greater benefits through the lottery.

Now that he has tasted the sweetness, Lin Feng naturally wants to continue the lottery.

Three hours later, he smashed a full 1 billion and drew a total of 10,000 prizes.

In the final settlement, a total of 15 fairy artifacts, 42 Celestial-level martial arts Cultivation Techniques, 12 magical powers, and many incomplete maps of the battlefield of the gods, as well as 4 shadows of gods, and 8 gods water were obtained.

Lin Feng also used ten thousand consecutive draws and roughly summarized the upper limit of the draw at this stage.

For the upper limit of weapons, the best he can draw 0.5 is the best immortal weapon; in the martial arts Cultivation Technique, the upper limit he can draw is the martial arts Cultivation Technique of the Celestial God level; in addition, it is like the Martial Sage seal. Such things above the Martial Sage level, I didn't even see the root hairs.

After thinking about it, he realized that there may be two factors that affect the prizes he draws.

The first is that the hate value does not reach 10 billion, and a higher level of system mode is opened;

The second is that the system is scrupulous about the Heavenly Dao of the God Realm, fearing that Lin Feng will suddenly become the master of the God Realm, so the upper limit of the prize is set.

Either way, Lin Feng is satisfied now. After spending a billion, he decides to save a little bit of annoying value temporarily.

Today's Cultivation Base has reached the peak of the Heavenly God Realm. It can be said that he has almost no rivals under Martial Sage.

Even if Martial Sage came, he was not afraid. ,

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