Deacon Lin's face, which was originally smiling, suddenly solidified, his eyes widened, and he stared at the ore.

"This... is this Xuanjing Mother Mine?"

Deacon Lin's eyes were also very vicious, and he could tell at a glance that this was Xuan Jingmu Mine.

This is a good material for refining the treasure of divine thoughts, and it is so big that it is of good quality and valuable.

"Yes, it's Xuanjingmu Mine. Tell me, how many 4,000-year-old elixirs can it guarantee?"

Hearing Xue Yuan's words, Deacon Lin hesitated for a while. He hesitated for a while and said, "This Xuan Jing Mud is so huge and has a very good quality. It is probably more than 10,000 years of pregnancy. It is enough to refine the third-grade divine treasure. Even if other good materials are added to make the fourth-grade divine treasure, it is a rare fine product. If you spend some time auctioning, you may have a four-year-old elixir of about eight to ten. But if you sell it in a hurry or mortgage it, it can only be five four-year-old elixirs."

"Five plants?"

Xue Yuan frowned.

In fact, she knew that Deacon Lin could not fool her in such matters.

If you mortgage, you will indeed lose a lot. After all, the mortgage can be redeemed. Therefore, the price is about five elixirs of 4,000 years.

"Okay, just five plants, all of them are leeing Daosheng."

Xue Yuan said directly.

"Brother Ailei? Miss Xue Yuan, you should know the rules that the first time you enter the martial arts building to compete, the odds are one. If you buy five elixirs of 4,000 years, even if you win, you can only get five elixirs of 4,000 years. Moreover, we can arrange your opponents at will. Are you sure you want to buy five elixirs of 4,000 years?"

Deacon Lin reminded Xue Yuan.

After all, five elixirs of four thousand years old are too big.

There is naturally a reason why Wulou can stand in Hongyun City.

No matter how big the game is, the martial arts building is welcome.

The martial arts building basically accepts everyone, but it depends on the person.

Xue Yuan’s identity is not ordinary. She is a direct descendant of the Chen family. She has the opportunity to compete for the position of head of the Chen family. How could her status be average?

If Xue Yuan lost harshly in Wulou, no one knows what would happen.

Even if the martial arts tower can suppress Xue Yuan, it is not a good thing for Deacon Lin, and he will definitely be in trouble.

Therefore, Deacon Lin was really reminding Xue Yuan with kindness this time.

This situation is very unfavorable to Xue Yuan. Even if Xue Yuan has confidence in Lei Dao, don’t play like this.

After all, the opponent was arranged by Wulou, but Wulou knew the specific strength of the person who was on the ring. If he arranged a person with the strongest strength, Xue Yuan's five 4,000-year-old elixirs would be gone.

Even this huge Xuan Jing Mud is gone.

Deacon Lin also kindly reminded him that no matter whether he wins or loses, it is not good for him. Naturally, he thought that it would be better to have less trouble than to have more things. If he had less trouble, he would have rested at peace.

But Xue Yuan said indifferently: "I naturally understand the rules. Why, you still dare not accept them?"

"this……"

Deacon Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Of course I can take any plate in the martial arts building! Miss Xue Yuan, five 4,000-year-old spiritual medicines, do you want to buy Thunder Road?"

"Well, plus I have a 4,000-year-old spiritual medicine here, so I buy Lei himself."

Lei Dao next to him also interjected, took out a four thousand-year-old spiritual medicine and handed it to Deacon Lin.

"Well? Old Ancestor Lei wants to buy himself, too?"

Deacon Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Lei Dao and Xue Yuan deeply.

Now even a fool can see that there is something wrong with it.

Xue Yuan did not hesitate to mortgage Xuanjing Mother Mine to buy Thunder Dao, and Thunder Dao even took out a precious spiritual medicine of four thousand years and wanted to buy Thunder Dao himself.

Isn't this telling the problem?

The problem is already quite obvious.

Obviously, Xue Yuan is very confident about Lei Dao, and Lei Dao is also very confident about his own strength. Even this is no longer just a normal confidence. Even if Wulou allows his opponent to arrange his opponent, he still wants to buy Lei Dao.

What's this?

This is unconditional trust!

Deacon Lin whispered: "Miss Xue Yuan, you are making me embarrassed."

"Is that right? You open the door to do business and you still have a deal you dare not take? Well, then I'll leave."

After saying that, Xue Yuan was about to leave.

Deacon Lin gritted his teeth and said that he must not let Xue Yuan leave at this time, otherwise, there will be no reputation in Wulou? I am afraid that tomorrow, he will have to get out of Wulou without even understanding.

"Miss Xue Yuan, wait, we will take this board! However, I also want Miss Xue Yuan to make it clear that once Ancestor Lei goes to the arena, we will definitely arrange the strongest three-level powerhouse powerhouse."

"This is your freedom."

Xue Yuan said calmly.

Although Deacon Lin felt that Miss Xue Yuan was a little too confident, this time they had a powerful character in the martial arts building, and they had a fourth-grade divine treasure in the third level of Taoist body!

Moreover, what is even more terrifying is that the other party is taking two ways: sanctification of divine thoughts and sanctification of flesh.

This is really incredible. If you want to go two ways, how much time will it take and how many spiritual medicines will it take?

If the other party's identity and background were not really unresolved, Deacon Lin would even think that the other party was a top genius in a holy land, second only to those "holy sons".

"Okay, since Miss Xue Yuan and Ancestor Lei understand the rules, Ancestor Lei prepares and will go to the ring in an hour!"

Deacon Lin gritted his teeth and finally determined the time.

Then, Deacon Lin turned around and left in a hurry. It seemed that he wanted to take a good measure and who to send out?

Looking at Deacon Lin's back as he left, Miss Xue Yuan smiled and said, "Old Ancestor Lei, it seems that Wulou will definitely arrange the strongest opponent for you."

Lei Dao said lightly: "Apart from the Holy Son, Lei will not refuse anyone!"

There are some other words that Lei Dao didn't say after all. So what if the Holy Son is really here? As long as he still has the third level of Taoist body, he will still be able to kill him!

...

"Lin Yuqiu!"

In the back hall of the Wu Building, there is a secluded house.

Deacon Lin came to the back hall and shouted loudly.

"Deacon Lin, what's the matter?"

In the room, a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes slowly stood up.

"Lin Yuqiu, I have arranged an opponent for you today. Well, maybe it's very strong, you must do your best."

Deacon Lin said in a deep voice.

Lin Yuqiu is a mysterious master who recently came to the Martial Building. Although he is in the third level of Taoism, he has many methods, and he actually becomes a saint through his mind and a saint in his body. He has no shortcomings in both long attacks and close combat.

The strength is simply incredible.

Moreover, he almost didn't use a second move when he took action.

He only appeared five times in total, but each time it was a win, and no strong man with the third level of Taoism could stand up to his second move.

Therefore, Deacon Lin was so confident. Even though the Thunder Dao recruited by Xue Yuan was really special or very powerful, with Lin Yuqiu around, Deacon Lin didn't think there was any chance for Thunder Dao.

"This bet is a Xuan Jingmu mine equivalent to five 4,000-year-old spiritual medicines, and a 4,000-year-old spiritual medicine. Once you lose, you know the consequences."

Deacon Lin said in a deep voice.

"I won, I want a elixir of four thousand years!"

Lin Yuqiu's voice was cold and seemed unmoved, and he still said lightly.

Deacon Lin frowned slightly, but he also knew that the profits of the Martial Arts Building this time were very high. Once he really won, giving Lin Yuqiu a 4,000-year-old spiritual medicine would not seem to be anything.

"Okay, as long as you win, you can give you a elixir of four thousand years!"

Deacon Lin gritted his teeth and agreed.

"I will go to the ring in an hour!"

After saying that, Lin Yuqiu closed his eyes again.

Deacon Lin knew that Lin Yuqiu was cold and inhumane, and seemed to be like an iceberg. But he didn't care about Lin Yuqiu's attitude. As long as he could create profits for the martial arts building, what would Lin Yuqiu's attitude be considered bad?

After Deacon Lin left, Lin Yuqiu opened his eyes.

A trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"The map shows that the Lingyuan Sect was in Hongyun City at the beginning, but where is the Lingyuan Pearl?"

Lin Yuqiu murmured in a low voice, frowned, as if thinking about another question.

As for going to the ring?

Lin Yuqiu seemed to have not taken it seriously at all.

In the third level of Taoist body, can he still have opponents? Apart from those holy sons in the holy land, who else can compete with him? Therefore, Lin Yuqiu is too lazy to understand the so-called opponents on the arena.

It's meaningless at all, it's just one trick anyway.
To be continued...