Just when the God of Wealth was about to step forward to ask what was going on, suddenly, the sound of fairy music in his ears suddenly sounded, and the surrounding immortals also began to quiet down. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then just listen to the boom! With a bang, a golden light shone on the stone pillar platform in front of him, and a figure appeared out of thin air.

Dressed in a bright red fairy robe, wearing a seven-star crown, with a delicate face, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, revealing a strong scholarly atmosphere.

"Fellow Immortals, this Immortal Jun now announces that the first Fan Festival of Heavenly Court will officially begin now." As soon as the person who came revealed his true body on the stone pillar platform, he opened his mouth to the immortals in front of him and said.

At this moment, all the immortals present consciously turned their eyes to the high platform, even Han Feng was no exception, and the God of Wealth could only dispel the idea of stepping forward to ask about the truth, and everything would be said after the banquet was over.

I'll wipe it, this can't be Wenqu Xingjun, right? looks quite delicate, and has the potential to become a little white face! Han Feng looked at the immortal figure on the high platform, and a smile flashed on the corner of his mouth, this is really getting more and more interesting!

These immortals who have a deep communication with themselves on the reader, all of them have appeared, this is a crazy rhythm!

Among the immortals at this gathering, Han Feng not only recognized the God of Wealth and Wenqu Xingjun, but also recognized the land, after all, the old man of the land can be recognized at a glance by his figure.

It's just, why didn't a fairy see it? This Nima is not scientific, isn't it a fan party, and it stands to reason that there should be a lot of fairies? Han Feng blinked his eyes, and then noticed that among the immortals present, there was not a single female fairy, which was completely inconsistent with the logic of the fan gathering.

Thinking of this, Han Feng turned his head to Mo Lihai who was sitting beside him, and asked softly, "I said, why didn't you see this fairy?" Isn't this fan gathering allowed fairies to participate? ”

Previously, because they had been instructed by Han Feng, as soon as they entered the meeting place in Huaguo Mountain, the Four Heavenly Kings and the others strictly followed Han Feng's instructions, and did not swarm around him, but only left the most clever Demon Lihai, who had been following Han Feng's side.

At this time, as soon as Mo Lihai heard Han Feng's question, he quickly arched his hand and replied: "Back to the immortals, it is clearly stipulated in this heavenly rule that no matter what kind of gathering the immortal world is, except for the Jade Emperor's decree, all other immortal gatherings, male fairies and female fairies must be done separately, and they cannot be mixed together, so as not to make some male immortals do things that are out of line after drinking!" Therefore, there are no female fairies participating in the gathering of male fairies on this spiritual peak. ”

I'll rub it, there is still such a heavenly rule in Heavenly Court? Is this Nima planning to make all the male fairies single dogs? As soon as Han Feng heard Mo Lihai's answer, his whole person was happy.

You must know that now that the Three Realms have long been isolated by the Heavenly Dao, there is no new blood to join the big family of the Immortal Realm, this Nima Han Feng is strange, isn't the Immortal Realm afraid of a shortage of entrances?

It is said that this immortal also has a lifespan, and those who are not saints will still usher in the five decays of heaven and man after all, and in the end they can only fall into reincarnation, in this way, wouldn't it be that there will be fewer and fewer immortals in the fairy world?

However, this kind of question, Han Feng still wouldn't open his mouth to ask Mo Lihai, after all, he had already asked a rather mentally retarded question earlier, if he asked another question that was known to all immortals, he would especially seem to be mentally retarded! Even if you want to ask, you have to wait until you return to the mortal world and ask through a private message from the reader.

Just when Han Feng was secretly thinking about these questions, suddenly, he heard Wenqu Xingjun on the high platform, and said: "Now, Ben Xianjun announced that the lottery of the first fan festival has officially started now, everyone can pick up the number plate under their seat and take a look, and if the number drawn in the lottery is the same as the number in your hand, you can get a grand prize on stage with the number card in your hand." ”

I'll it, there's still a lottery? Han Feng's heart twitched, and the whole person was excited, if this Nima could draw himself, he would be able to get back a lot of capital!

Then, Han Feng happily found a small card made of jade from his buttocks, which was engraved with a capital seventy-eight, and couldn't help but turn his head to Mo Lihai and ask, "Huh?" I'm number seventy-eight, what number are you? ”

"Well, Xiaoxian is seventy-seven." Mo Lihai glanced at the number engraved on the card in his hand and replied.

Seventy-seven, seventy-eight, is this especially the number placed directly according to the order of the seats? It's just that as for the position you will sit in, it's all up to luck, and after Han Feng compared the number in Mo Lihai's hand, he understood how this number was placed.

At the same time, the group of immortals sitting below also began to talk about their numbers!

"I said land, what are you?"

"One hundred and sixty-three, what about you? Joking. ”

"The three clears are above, and the old decay is one hundred and sixty-four, this number is not very auspicious!"

Yue Lao pinched the fingers of his right hand twice, and then showed a look of shaking his head, obviously not very satisfied with the number in his hand.

"I said Chi Songzi Daoyou, your number is good, it is very likely to win the jackpot!"

"There, there, how can the number of the poor road have Brother Ao's number auspicious, based on the poor road, it is more likely that Brother Ao's number will win the jackpot."

"Hehe, Red Songzi Daoyou is polite!"

............

Damn, can you still do this? Han Feng looked at the surrounding immortals, pinching his fingers one by one to calculate the numbers in his hand, the whole person was speechless, this will use the deduction technique to the lottery, this is no one, it is estimated that this group of immortals with pain can do such a thing!

But then again, this use of deduction to speculate on the probability of winning the lottery is much more reliable than those gambling gods in the mortal world, after all, this deduction technique is based on the degree of love of heaven for personal luck, through the long river of fate to connect to the individual, or the thread of fate on others, so as to speculate on the current and past blessings and misfortunes.

This is much more stable than gambling purely by luck, Han Feng blinked his eyes, looked at the Mo Lihai beside him and calculated for a long time, and couldn't help but ask the other party: "How is it, how is the calculation?" Is there a chance to win the jackpot? ”

"Shangxian said and laughed, Xiaoxian's deduction method, how dare he be ugly in front of Shangxian!" Mo Lihai was slightly stunned, and arched his hand back.

"It's okay, it's okay, you can talk to the deity and see if your deduction is accurate." Han Feng smiled and said with a haha.

"Then the little fairy will be ugly!" Seeing that he couldn't escape the ancestor's questioning, Mo Lihai could only offer with both hands, and said respectfully: "Judging from the results of Xiaoxian's deduction, the probability of Xiaoxian's number winning the jackpot is almost more than ninety percent!" ”

Ninety percent? Do you want to do that? As soon as Han Feng heard Mo Lihai's answer, his whole person was stunned, is the probability of this calculation so high? Really? Doesn't that mean that in this lottery, Mo Lihai can win nine out of ten?

"What's wrong, Shangxian? Isn't the probability of the little god's deduction wrong? ”

As soon as Mo Lihai saw that he finished speaking, Shangxian didn't speak for a long time, and the whole person panicked, Nima couldn't have miscalculated, right? If this is especially a miscalculation in front of the immortals, then won't he lose the face of his four heavenly kings and others?

"Hehe, you're thinking too much, the deity was just thinking about other things, not that your calculations are inaccurate." Han Feng, who was interrupted from his thoughts, shook his hand and said with a smile.

"Fortunately, it's not a matter of your own deduction technique." After hearing Han Feng's answer, Mo Lihai wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then he was relieved.

At this time, the immortals present have basically finished discussing, and all the immortals have a vague foundation about whether they can draw the grand prize, after all, this deduction technique is not covered.

Of course, except for Han Feng, because this thing didn't know how to use the deduction technique at all, even if he was already a Heavenly Immortal, he had also received some Heavenly Immortal Inheritance from the Heavenly Dao on that stone tablet before.

However, he didn't have time to sort out the information he received in his head along the way, so he was still confused about the use of deduction techniques, and of course he didn't know how to use it!

After the immortals present were quiet, Wenqu Xingjun, who was standing on the high platform of the stone pillar, continued to smile and said: "Since this is the first fan gathering of book friends in Heavenly Court, therefore, at this fan lottery ceremony, we specially asked His Majesty for a peach, a golden immortal record, and a top acquired magic weapon to turn the sky seal, as a reward for the top three in this lottery ceremony, of course, there are many other rewards in the back, here, this immortal jun will not introduce them one by one!" ”

I'll give it a go, the first prize turned out to be a peach? Han Feng, who heard the top three rewards read out by Wenqu Xingjun, was excited, "Damn, this is a peach!" One of the top immortal fruits in the heavenly court, even if it is the worst peach, it takes three thousand years to ripen, and people can directly become immortals after eating it. ”

"If only I could get this first place reward!" Han Feng looked at Wenqu Xingjun on the stage, and ordered the heavenly soldiers to move the rewards of the top three to the stone pillar platform, a light flashed in his eyes, and he began to plan how to get this first place.

You know, the worst peach in this reader mall can be sold for more than 80 million merit coins, and it is especially close to catching up with a somersault cloud, if you can get this peach without much effort, then the goal of heaven has basically been achieved!

However, how do you get started? Han Feng blinked his eyes and began to fall into deep thought, except for the Four Heavenly Kings here, the other immortals here seemed to be unable to handle it themselves?

If the Four Heavenly Kings and others won this first prize, it would be good to say, as long as they opened their mouths, they would definitely give it to themselves, but what about the other immortals? There are hundreds of immortals here, should this Nima be a heterogeneous?

Han Feng thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't come up with any good way, he couldn't take something to exchange it for the first place, right? In other words, he only has the garbage brought by the mortal world in his hands, even if he wants to change it, then he has to be seen by others!

Just when Han Feng was thinking about it, Wenqu Xingjun stood on the high platform, took out a small octagonal box from his arms, and threw it into the air, the octagonal box turned into a huge turntable and fell on the high platform, and the top of the turntable flashed with various capitalized traditional numbers, constantly changing, making it impossible to see which number was displayed on it.

Then, Wen Quxing turned to the immortals and continued: "This immortal jun now announces that the lottery will start now, and when this octagonal roulette wheel stops, it will show that number plate, and the immortal friends who got the corresponding number plate will be invited to come to the stage to receive the prize." ”

I'm going, so high-tech? Han Feng, who was pulled back to his senses by Wenqu Xingjun's voice, looked at the turntable that suddenly appeared on the high platform, and the whole person was dumbfounded, damn it, how did this lottery method make him feel a little familiar?

Nima, isn't this a common lottery model when the mortal world conducts promotional lottery? Han Feng stared at the turntable on the high platform for a long time before he remembered that this turntable looked like the same as the turntable of the lottery when there were activities in the mortal world.

It's just that this turntable is much more high-end than those in the mortal world, not only will it emit colorful light on it, but when those numbers are turning, they will emit clouds of mist, making it impossible to distinguish which number is displayed on it.

Then, I heard Wenqu Xingjun on the stage continue to speak, and said: "In this lottery, there are a total of ten places, now, let's first draw the number plate of the tenth winning immortal friend!" ”

As he spoke, Wenqu Xingjun stretched out a hand and pointed at the turntable in front of him, and a golden light shot down his finger to the turntable, and then, the turntable began to rotate violently, luck churned, colorful light surged, and after a while, the number on it stopped.

"Three picks up Lu, okay, now I invite the immortal friend with thirty-six in his hand to come to the stage to receive the award." After Wenqu Xingjun glanced at the numbers on the turntable, he smiled at the immortals sitting in the audience, "May I ask which immortal friend is the thirty-sixth in the hand?" Please come to the stage to receive the award. ”

"Hehe, Xianjun, it's me." Among the immortals in the audience, an immortal with a pair of small dice on his head and a fleshy person stood up and replied.

me, what the hell is this Nima? Han Feng looked at the immortal who flew onto the stage, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching twice, with the other party's figure and dress, the whole thing looked non-mainstream!

ps: This chapter is a two-in-one, so a little more words! (To be continued.) )