Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

If Liu Wuxie could really memorize [-] materials, he would pay for everything Liu Wuxie consumed today.

If Liu Wuxie couldn't remember, he would kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistake.

It's fair and reasonable.

"With you alone, I'm afraid you can't afford it. Is there anyone else to join in?"

Liu Wuxie smiled, very charmingly.

Huang Tan is only a small fourth-layer Lingxuan, and his body has no more than ten million spirit stones at best.

The materials Liu Wuxie wants to buy today are worth tens of millions at least.

Since someone is paying the bill, why not cheat them with such a good opportunity.

The meaning in Liu Wuxie's words is very clear, if you lose, what should you do if you don't have enough resources.

The piercing gaze, with extreme provocation, swept over everyone present.

Facing Liu Wuxie's ironic 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 spirit stones on 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 does not allow killing people, but there is no rule that cutting off their limbs is not allowed.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten people joined in.

Some want Liu Wuxie to kneel and kowtow, some want to cut off Liu Wuxie's limbs, and some want him to slap himself.

There are various conditions. If Liu Wuxie loses, he probably won't be able to leave Lingqiong Pavilion alive.

The spirit stones on more than a dozen people have been preliminarily estimated, and they are all about 1 million.

"Is there anyone else?"

Liu Wuxie put away her sarcastic smile and looked at them with a smile.

Who would dislike too many materials, there are more than 1 million spirit stones, and you can't buy anything in Lingqiong Pavilion.

The first-grade panacea is of little use to him, the second-stage panacea is expensive, and Liu Wuxie only swallowed one.

Continue to swallow, the effect will be greatly reduced.

There was silence all around, no one answered Liu Wuxie, they just came to watch the excitement.

"Deacon Sun, I would like to ask you to be a witness, lest some people lose and have to pay their debts later."

With so many people, if they lose and force them to leave here, Liu Wuxie alone can't stop them.

It would be a different matter if someone from Lingqiong Pavilion came forward.

"Young master, you have to think carefully. If you lose, you will die."

Deacon Sun still persuaded him with good words, hoping that Liu Wuxie would apologize in public, and the matter would pass.

There is no need to put your own wealth and life into it, it's not worth it.

"Thank you, Deacon Sun, for reminding me that I have my own discretion, and I hope that Lingqiong Pavilion will not favor any side."

Liu Wuxie's tone became a lot more serious. He knew very well that there were still masters lurking around the Lingqiong Pavilion, and the main reason was to let them hear.

Today, Lingqiong Pavilion did not take the initiative to resolve this dispute, so it has to bear the responsibility of the referee.

To favor any side would be a blow to Lingqiong Pavilion's reputation.

"Don't worry, I, Lingqiong Pavilion, will never favor anyone."

Deacon Sun's eyes were fixed. Everything he said now represented Lingqiong Pavilion, so naturally he would not be perfunctory.

"Boy, don't delay the time, start now!"

Everyone began to urge, thinking that Liu Wuxie was delaying time, and hoped that people from Lingqiong Pavilion would stand up and stop it.

Unexpectedly, the people in Lingqiong Pavilion neither stopped nor dissuaded, and allowed the situation to develop.

"Brother Liu, are you sure?"

Although Han Feizi

Believe that Liu Wuxie, after all, his family and life are involved, so he asked cautiously.

"Get ready to pick the materials."

Liu Wuxie gave him a reassuring look, signaling him not to worry about himself.

"Then I'm welcome."

Han Feizi returned to his carefree look, cynical, and actually started to choose materials.

As for the gambling between Liu Wuxie and them, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Being a friend for this kind of sake is also a top quality.

Liu Wuxie walked straight to the Tibetan stele, which still displayed the page of refining materials.

There are probably thousands of pages, and hundreds of materials are densely recorded in each page.

Liu Wuxie doesn't just take a quick look at it, but remembers the use and value of each material.

Even those who came from the Earth Profound Realm did not dare to utter wild words, no wonder Huang Tan couldn't wait to jump out when he heard that Liu Wuxie remembered it for a moment.

Because in the eyes of everyone, this is an impossible task.

The ghost pupil technique was used, and the words on the Tibetan stele seemed to come alive, floating in front of Liu Wuxie.

Keep reorganizing, keep wandering, keep reorganizing.

The Heavenly Dao Divine Book unfolded, and these words quickly merged into Liu Wuxie's soul sea and became a part of his memory.

At this moment, Liu Wuxie is just a simple porter, transporting the words in the Tibetan stele to his own soul sea, it's that simple.

It seemed simple, but without the support of strong soul power, the sea of ​​souls would have been overwhelmed by carrying so many things in.

The capacity of a person's soul sea is limited, if he forcibly accommodates too many things, he will directly collapse, or even become insane.

The Tibetan stele is not a book, but a crystal, and Lingqiong Pavilion puts all the materials into it, mainly for the convenience of people to see.

There was no sound of turning the book, only the crystals were constantly switching. Liu Wuxie took less than one breath for each page and continued to turn to the next page.

"Is this kid crazy? I didn't even see what was written on the previous page. He has already turned the next page."

The people standing behind showed a puzzled look on their faces.

Even if you have a photographic memory, you must first read it carefully!

Liu Wuxie is not reading, it is clearly flipping, flipping, and continuing to flip.

Everyone's nerves were already numb, and Liu Wuxie was allowed to read on.

"Don't read it, everyone, wait for an hour to see the result!"

Many people dispersed and planned to come back after an hour. There is no need to waste time here.

Liu Wuxie's actions caused many people to show contempt.

"I don't know the so-called sensationalism!"

Another older monk left eight words, turned and left, continued to pick items, and came back later.

Dalbergia was one of the very few who stayed put.

He wanted to watch Liu Wuxie die in front of his own eyes.

Time passed silently, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Of the hundreds of thousands of materials recorded in the Tibetan tablet, more than half of them have appeared in Liu Wuxie's mind.

The powerful soul sea was constantly ups and downs, and the words that poured in quickly merged with him and became a part of his memory.

It was too late to watch, Liu Wuxie would continue to read.

It took half an hour for Han Feizi to choose his own materials, and it was worth more than 3000 million yuan, which is really rude.

Trapped for more than five years, Han Feizi is clinking poor now, and finally had the opportunity to slaughter him fiercely, how could he let it go.

An hour is neither long nor short.

The people who left rushed back one after another

Come, because an hour will end soon.

"How does this kid look?"

Those who left, ask those monks who have never left.

A group of people gathered around, and many later monks didn't know what happened, so they came to join in the fun.

"There are still a few minutes left, an hour is over!"

When the last few pages were completely over, Liu Wuxie closed her eyes, and spent the last few minutes to settle down.

A lot of information has not been fully digested, although it is part of my memory, it still needs to be sorted out.

"Boy, when the time is up, don't kneel down and kowtow."

Huang Tan couldn't wait any longer, and asked Liu Wuxie to kneel down quickly.

Liu Wuxie ignored him and kept her eyes closed.

Deacon Sun stood aside, didn't speak, just watched quietly, because the time hadn't come yet.

The last minute was exhausted, Liu Wuxie finally opened his eyes, and let out a foul breath.

Hundreds of thousands of materials were gathered into a book, which appeared in Liu Wuxie's sea of ​​souls.

"I want a Zidian Divine Glass, a piece of Earth Dragon Gold, half a catty of Earth Breathing Soil..."

Liu Wuxie ignored Huang Tan's clamor, but looked at Deacon Sun, and said several things in succession.

Each material is priceless, and together, it is worth more than 8000 million spirit stones.

Originally, Liu Wuxie didn't plan to buy so much, since someone paid for him, why not buy more.

With the addition of several materials of Han Feizi, there are more than 1 million pieces together.

Dalbergia alone cannot redeem so many spirit stones.

"Boy, didn't you understand what I said, kneel down quickly."

Huang Tan was a little annoyed, and was ignored by Liu Wuxie again and again, stomping his feet angrily.

"Lingqiong Pavilion has a total of 11 kinds of weapon materials, of which metals account for [-]%, meteorites account for [-]%, deep-sea meteorites account for [-]%, and the remaining [-]%."

Liu Wuxie looked at Deacon Sun with a smile on his lips.

Deacon Sun thumped in his heart, he was in charge of refining materials.

He doesn't know the exact number, probably more than [-], accurate to the number, unless the person who manages the warehouse knows.

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 all kinds of sarcasm, thinking that Liu Wuxie was talking nonsense, even Deacon Sun didn't know the exact number, how did he know it.

"Is it nonsense, please ask Lingqiong Pavilion to compare the account books and you will understand."

Liu Wuxie's eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person, and then she looked at Huang Tan without any emotion.

"He's right. The refining materials in Lingqiong Pavilion are indeed 11, and the types are exactly the same as what he said."

Deacon Sun's inability to answer Liu Wuxie's question does not mean that other people in Lingqiong Pavilion are not qualified.

The crowd moved away automatically, and an old man appeared in the sight of everyone.

Every time he took a step, the surrounding space was shaking, and the terrifying force of the mysterious earth frantically flocked to the surroundings.

"It's Elder Qin, he is one of the few elders in Lingqiong Pavilion."

The crowd let out a burst of exclamation, and even the elders of the Earth Profound Realm came out. It seemed that what happened here had already alarmed the upper echelons of Lingqiong Pavilion.

It just so happens that Elder Qin is in charge of refining materials, so he knows the numbers best.

"Even if he memorizes the quantity, what's the point? He said just now that he can remember the names of all the materials."

Huang Tan still didn't give up, but his tone of voice was obviously not as strong as before.