Opening Reward 100 Million Lives

If someone said that he could make more than 100 pieces of imperial artifact, everyone would give him a slap and slap him again.

Bragging anyway, make a draft first.

Not to mention that the Chaotic Chalcedony is so precious, where can I get more than a hundred copies.

Just the conventional materials required for imperial instruments are already an astronomical figure.

What's more, refining the imperial weapon itself is accompanied by a very high failure rate and a long time.

After 100 pieces have been practiced, tens of billions of years have passed.

But for Jiang Cheng, the meaning is different.

Yin Xue'er looked at him incredulously, "The imperial artifact with the source of the rules has never appeared before, can you do it?"

"I heard that the emperor can only seal his own way?"

Brother Cheng gave her a sideways glance and deliberately teased: "If you don't believe it, you can don't."

Yin Xue'er rushed up immediately, "I want it, of course I want it!"

Shan Tai, Wei Miao, Qin Chang and others were not far behind, and they all gathered around.

"And I!"

"I desperately need an imperial weapon!"

"Sect Master Jiang, I usually work hard and you see it in your eyes. If I don't have my share this time, I can't justify it."

Not only them, but also the disciples of the third and fourth generations are boiling.

When it comes to imperial weapons, everyone understands that this is not the time to be humble.

"I know that the head of Jiang will definitely not forget me."

"We are not greedy, we are satisfied with having an extraordinary imperial weapon."

"Uncle Shi, you are already at the Holy Venerable level, so let's give the opportunity to us weak Holy Masters."

"You junior, how dare you compete with your predecessors, what kind of etiquette do you have?"

For a time, the hall was noisy and lively.

Jiang Cheng knew that the disciples' scramble was more of a joke, and it didn't hurt their feelings for many years.

But in the face of this situation, he still had a headache.

No matter who the more than 100 pieces of imperial artifact are distributed to, it will hurt the feelings of others.

He originally planned to give priority to the second and third generations of disciples.

But if you think about it carefully, Feixianmen has gone through many years of ups and downs, and the fourth generation of disciples are only a few years later than the third generation.

In the long history, it is not worth mentioning at all.

There is no need to favor one over the other because of such a chronological order.

"In order to level a bowl of water, it was decided by lottery."

He waved his hand and conjured a pitch-black box.

"There are more than a thousand beads in it, of which only 105 can be seen with a single silver grain after being crushed."

"Fairy Wood"

"And that means winning the lottery, you can get the extraordinary imperial weapon that I refined."

"As for the ones you didn't get, you can only wait for the future."

When he said this, all the disciples had no opinion.

After all, pure luck is the fairest way.

"one by one."

"Don't worry about those who are at the back, everyone has a chance to win anyway."

Jiang Cheng is not worried that they use their strength to directly see through the internal structure of the beads.

He arranged isolation measures.

And under the blessing of his holy world, all the beads are no different in weight or shape.

Soon, a famous disciple lined up and began to draw lots in turn.

The winning rate is about 1 in 10, neither high nor low.

After the first four people failed, the first lucky person was finally born. It was Zhou Ziheng, the fourth-generation disciple who escaped from Mingzai Domain.

"Yeah, I'm hit!"

After seeing him crush the white beads, he happily held up a shimmering silver particle.

"Haha, I got hit, look at what this is?"

Seeing his frenzied joy, brother Cheng wanted to say, what's wrong with you?

But in the end, he endured it and said congratulations with a smile.

Others don't have such a good temper.

"Okay, okay, we've all seen it, don't waste time there."

"If you hit it, dodge it aside!"

"Damn, how did you get hit by this guy?"

"There are only 104 opportunities left."

The lottery process is quick.

After just half an hour, thousands of disciples all smoked, even Ji Linghan and Mo Chen Linning were no exception.

And the entire hall has also become a vivid scene of sorrow and joy.

Those who won the prize were all overjoyed.

And those who didn't succeed were mourning like a concubine in mourning.

Among the dozen or so people who usually have the highest sense of existence, Mo Chen, Yin Xueer, Gan Ziyi, Qin Chang, Tang Ru, Wei Miao, Zhong Lique, Jian Suhan and others all failed.

And Lin Ning, Shan Tai, and Lu Fan were lucky to have won the extraordinary imperial weapon.

No one can pick out what's wrong.

Because even Ji Linghan didn't win, this is enough to prove that it was pure luck.

"Okay, all the strengths have reached the realm of Saint Venerable, and those who were not drawn in the first round can come to the second round."

"There are three winning places in this round, and there is a chance to win the Lingxian Emperor Artifact."

Hearing this sentence, Yin Xueer, Qin Chang and the others were like dying people who saw the hope of life again.

"Great!"

"No wonder I didn't draw it just now. It turns out that Emperor Lingxian was waiting for me."

"The old man calculated with his fingers that he was destined to have a Lingxian Emperor Artifact. Is it this time?"

In this round of draws, a total of 93 people participated, and the winning rate was lower than the previous round.

However, the enthusiasm of the crowd did not diminish at all. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

The first two lucky ones appeared quickly.

One is really Mo Chen, and the other is the third-generation Du Chang.

Just when everyone held their breath and stared at the black box, Brother Cheng finally started the black box operation.

A bowl of water is for other disciples, not including Ji Linghan.

In any case, I will keep the best one for her.

The last bead in the box quietly disappeared, and then a dozen people smoked lonely.

It wasn't until Ji Linghan's plain hand came in that Brother Cheng secretly controlled the bead and took the initiative to fly to her palm.

Sister Han could feel the sudden touch, and couldn't help but be slightly startled.

Looking up, I saw Jiang Cheng winking at him...

The third Lingxian Emperor artifact belonged to Ji Linghan, and the lottery was successfully concluded.

Brother Cheng left the more than 100 people in the hall and started a boring career of refining tools.

After a full year, all 105 extraordinary emperor artifacts and 3 Lingxian emperor artifacts were refined.

Compared with the imperial artifacts outside, these brand-new imperial artifacts that have sealed the source of the rules cannot be swung out of the holy world in battle.

Its artifact is very direct, and it is the source of the rules corresponding to the increase.

And this simple effect, the improvement brought to the disciples can be called reborn.

Lin Ning and others who got the extraordinary imperial weapon, their combat power has more than tripled out of thin air.

And Ji Linghan and Mo Chen, who got the Lingxian Emperor's weapon, are far more than ordinary saints, and even have the qualifications to compete with the ancient saints.

The disciples who got the imperial weapon couldn't put it down.

"It's incredible!"

"It actually comes with the source of our rules, how is this refined?"

"For us, this is the legendary artifact!"