This Cultivator Has A Dirty Heart

Not long after he sat down, a scroll of martial arts information appeared in Chen Luo's mind.

"Primal Yang Finger": Foundation Building Stage martial arts, practice until you are proficient, then you can pass the test, time limit: three days.

Seeing the information that came to his mind, Chen Luo had a smile on his face.

"Mastery, it will take three more days. Isn't this looking down on me, Mr. Chen!"

After that, Chen Luo opened the system directly and started a hundredfold increase.

"Consume 100 Spirit Stone, and the hundredfold increase will be activated."

Then, Chen Luo began to visualize "Primal Yang Finger" in his mind.

This is the first of the three levels in the White Ash Lake Trial - "Talent"!

As the name suggests, it depends on your talent. If you can master a volume of martial arts of the same level within three days, you are considered to have talent.

If you can't even do this, you will fall down at the first level.

The remaining two levels are "asking the heart" and "self".

"Ask the heart" is to enter the illusion, make corresponding choices, and then let the remaining soul of an ancestor make a judgment to see whether your answer is appropriate.

As for what the content of the fantasy is and how to choose it, everyone is different. There is no standard answer and it can only rely purely on fate.

"Self" is that White Ash Lake will use the white mist as a guide to recreate a one-to-one self and fight with itself.

And as long as you defeat him, you will be successful.

As for whether there will be other trials in the future, Chen Luo doesn't know, and no one knows.

Because for so many years, even the most talented cultivators have not been able to survive the third trial.

Chen Luo was practicing on the lotus platform. Almost no one paid attention to him except Zhao Man on the shore.

Although most people are not optimistic about Chen Luo, Zhao Man is different. She is more optimistic about Chen Luo than anyone else.

After all, she has been following Chen Luo during this period, and she knows best how strong Chen Luo is.

Killing a half-step Gold Core Monster, entering the Poison Swamp alone, and grabbing the Poison Pill are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"It's only 50. You are also a core disciple after all. Just take 50 Spirit Stones. Are you embarrassed?"

"With 100, I beat Senior Brother Yang Qinglin to pass the first two levels."

"No problem, but the odds are very low. I suggest you beat Senior Brother Yang to pass the third level. The odds are higher!"

"Do you think I'm a fool? The odds are high, but the probability of failure is even higher."

…

Zhao Man came over looking for the sound and saw several disciples holding Spirit Stones, seemingly conducting some kind of transaction.

"What are you..."

Hearing Zhao Man's voice, everyone turned around and saw Zhao Man standing there looking at them.

However, a few people did not hide it, and a fat man wearing the clothes of a core disciple of Elixir Peak walked over directly.

Zhao Man knew this disciple, he was the grandson of Elder Elixir Peak, named Zhang Yuan.

"Senior Sister Zhao, do you want to place some bets and win some prizes?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Man immediately understood what they meant.

Although she doesn't usually come into contact with these things, she still understands everything she needs to know.

But after touching her Universe Bag, a look of embarrassment appeared on her face.

She didn't bring many Spirit Stones with her when she came in this time. The total number of Spirit Stones in her hands now totaled just over 20 pieces.

"Senior sister, it's a lucky draw anyway, so you can take advantage of it and be happy, okay?"

Zhang Yuan said, adhering to the principle that no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

Even if Zhao Man only gives one piece, as long as he doesn't win, he will make a profit.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Man nodded, "Then, show me the odds."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuan quickly unfolded the odds table in his hand.

It was a Law Weapon that recorded everyone's odds and bets.

Among them, the one with the highest bet is Yang Qinglin.

Most people pressured him to pass the second level, with more than 1,000 Spirit Stones, but the odds were almost the smallest. You could earn 2 or 3 yuan for 100 yuan.

The second most was the one that kept him from passing the first level, which was 800 Spirit Stones.

In addition, there are more than 300 Spirit Stones, so Yang Qinglin can directly pass the third level.

"Senior Sister Zhao, let me explain to you. You can press everyone recorded above, but only once per person."

"Take Yang Qinglin as an example. If you are pushing him to pass the first level, it does not mean that you will win if he passes the first level. It depends on whether he has passed the second level."

“If he doesn’t pass the second level, you’ve got it right, if he passes, you’ve failed.”

"And if your goal is to pass the third level, but after Senior Brother Yang passes the second level, he fails to pass the third level, he will still fail."

Zhang Yuan explained carefully to Zhao Man.

Zhao Man nodded and kept looking up, as if looking for something.

Soon, her eyes fell on Chen Luo's name.

"Chen Luo, passed the first level, the odds are 1:1.15."

"If you pass the second level, the odds are 1:1.3."

"If you pass the third level, the odds are 1:5."

"Get a chance, the odds are 1:100."

Seeing this 1:100 moment, Zhao Man almost couldn't hold his breath.

"Is this 1:100 correct?"

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment and glanced at the position of Zhao Man's finger. It was Chen Luo's odds of getting a chance.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan immediately smiled.

"This is just a gimmick. Although the odds seem high, basically no one will buy it."

"Senior sister, if you look at other people's odds, they basically have the same odds, 1:90, 1:80, 1:120."

"Since the beginning of the trial in White Ash Lake, for thousands of years, not to mention getting a chance, not even one person has passed the third level."

"So the odds are just like this, because no one can get a chance."

Zhang Yuan explained that although doing so goes against his method of making money.

However, the person in front of him was a true disciple after all, and he was also a rare Myriad Poisons Body in the world. His instinct told him that he should make a good friend with this person.

After listening to Zhang Yuan's explanation, Zhao Man touched the more than 20 Spirit Stones in the Universe Bag, and after thinking for a while, a smile appeared on his face.

"Forget it, just think of it as a lucky draw for him."

With that said, he took out 20 Spirit Stones and handed them to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan looked at the Spirit Stone and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Sister, what do you want to buy?"

"Oh, I bought Chen Luo to get a chance."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.

The next second, there was roaring laughter.

"Chen Luo, given the opportunity, Senior Sister Zhao wants to make a lot of money with Chen Luo!"

"But that's right. After all, wealth can only be found in danger."

Zhao Man listened to everyone's words, but he was not angry. He just smiled slightly and then continued.

"It's only 20 Spirit Stones anyway. I don't expect to win. It's just a bonus."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuan felt that there seemed to be no problem, so he nodded and agreed.

The relationship between Zhao Man and Che Luo seems to be very good indeed, and it is normal to bet on good friends to win the "championship".

Moreover, Zhao Man's behavior was completely giving away money, and he had already said everything he needed to say.

If the other party still makes such a firm choice, then it’s no wonder he is there. Anyway, he has already done his best.

But what he didn't know was that just because of this nod, he almost lost all his pants!