Huang Yueyue’s various coercion and lure finally forcibly stopped Bai Piao.

Night sleep.

Huang Yueyue was quietly cultivating on the side, and Bai Piao was idle and had nothing to do, so he entered the system space.

I haven’t drawn a lottery for a long time, and this hand is a little itchy.

Come to the system space, still that familiar interface.

Host: Bai Piao

Level: Martial Emperor Six Star

Exercises: Heaven-level intermediate exercises Great Heliocentric Sutra

Martial Arts: Heaven-level Intermediate Martial Skill Dari Immortal Fist (Pure Green of the Hearth) (+), Heaven-Order Intermediate Martial Skill Stepping into the Sky (Entering the Hall) (+), Heaven-Order Advanced Martial Skill Bright Yellow Immortal (Pure Green of the Hearth) (+)

Skill: Level 8 Alchemy Shock Point: 25525

The basics of everything else have not changed much from a long time ago, and they are much more shocked.

Exactly twenty-five thousand points.

Now it’s 500 shock point lottery once, doesn’t it mean that you can draw 50 oh not 500 times? Bai Piao broke his fingers, how long does it take to finish smoking?

“Come on the system, let me draw enough at once today!”

Bai Piao took a sip, wiped his palms, came to the lottery wheel, and slapped down.

“Ding!”

“Congratulations to the host, draw a copy of the low-level exercises of the ground rank!”

Well? Ground-level low-level exercises? That thing is useless, it is estimated that it can only be sold for money.

Oh no! Bai Piao suddenly thought about it, when he created the gang, wasn’t it for those children that he had countless magic weapons and so on? In order to make himself a little more magnificent, Bai Piao naturally lied a little at that time.

Isn’t it time to lie?

“Yes, I want it today!”

Bai Piao didn’t care, pumped 500 times, I don’t know when I have to draw.

He didn’t see what he had drawn, just kept slapped the start button.

“Snap…”

A crisp and pleasant echo sounded in the system space.

He could occasionally hear the sound of unripe stinky tofu being pumped, but the frequency was noticeably less than before.

In the end, Bai Piao suddenly heard a different voice.

He stopped the constant up and down movements on his hands and pricked up his ears.

“Ding!”

“The number of draws today has reached 100, and we cannot continue the draw!”

???

“Hold the grass, the system you did on purpose, right?”

“I finally earned so many shock points, got up early and greedy every day, got up earlier than chickens and slept faster than dogs, did some strange things day and night, shocked everyone, and tried madly on the verge of death, now you specifically tell me this?”

Bai Piao crackled and complained.

But what’s the use?

“Hey, you fucking system!”

There is no way but to exit the lottery space.

He began to organize his inventory, to see what good treasures were drawn in these 100 draws?

“There are 18 books of low-level exercises of the earth level, 25 books of martial arts, 2 books of intermediate exercises of the earth realm, 5 books of martial arts, 26 four-grade magic weapons, 4 five-grade magic weapons, and 18 pieces of unripe stinky tofu.”

These are all fine, they are bits and pieces, and all he needs is uncooked stinky tofu.

However, the explosion rate of stinky tofu is obviously not as high as before, and I don’t know why? Without much thought, he looked at the last two items.

These two things are what he is most interested in.

“Ground-level advanced martial arts: Breaking the Heavenly Seal.”

“Sixth-grade alchemy furnace.” _

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