It turns out that Nima is not your old-fashioned lottery. Li Xian, who was standing seven or eight steps away from the little Taoist, was speechless for a while.

Seven or eight steps away, almost six or seven meters, completely out of the radiation range of bad luck. Helpless, Li Xian could only laugh at everyone for a while and quietly leaned towards him.

......

Although the poor Dao does not have a martial spirit root, he cannot cultivate martial spiritual energy. But it has the ability of wood elementals.

Wood abilities are a little worse than attack abilities in other attributes.

But if it's used exclusively for the lottery...... Hmph, a bucket wants to block me?

Yuan Twenty-two glanced contemptuously at Li Xian, who was approaching him again, thinking that no matter how good he was, he would not draw a worse sign than the next sign.

Li Xian approached this little Taoist priest, once again shrouded him in the attack range of his bad luck, and he didn't talk nonsense, and directly launched his bad luck with all his might.

The bad luck in the Meizong realm is naturally not as good as the bad luck in the mold saint realm, and the control of bad luck is fine. There was a chaotic array of bad luck that was emanating, and it was unknown whether the 'earth fell into the heavens' or something came out. But as long as the purpose is achieved.

Therefore, Li Xian had no way to control the 'signing' capacity of the signing bucket towards the 'signing' he wanted, so he could only use all his strength to launch the bad luck of the six tricks of Meizong, exert resistance to Yuan Twenty-two, and hope that under the shroud of bad luck, he would let his hand slip and draw the sign he wanted.

Before Li Xian, Yuan Twenty-two had already started cheating.

Relying on the wood element's natural affinity for wood, Yuan Twenty-second had already probed his consciousness into it when he held the bucket, and when he kept shaking the bucket, he controlled the bamboo stick to seek the sign he wanted.

"Signed... Signed... Signed... Under the sign ......"

Yuan 22: "......"

The damn female emperor didn't mean to play tricks on us, did he? Why did she sign so many lots?

When Yuan Twenty-two was upset, the old Taoist priest Yuan Yi suddenly patted his arm, as if giving him infinite confidence, and calmed down again.

I kept rummaging through the bamboo sticks in the bucket, and finally, I found a 'sign'.

It's him, Yuan Twenty-two just wanted to control his own wood ability to get the 'sign' out, when he suddenly felt a pause under his feet, his body was sinking unconsciously, and the wood element ability in his body began to be chaotic......

With a "snap", the stick finally fell. But except for the tenderness that went to pick it up, no one knew the final answer.

Li Xian and Yuan Twenty-two were tired and sweating profusely.

On the way, Li Xian was sure that Yuan Twenty-two must have a special ability and could find out the merits of the sticks in the bucket.

And Li Xian's control of his own bad luck is not very skillful, and he just tries his best to make trouble. As long as it was the stick that Yuan Twenty-two wanted, he would reject it, anyway, he couldn't let it get out of the bucket as he wished.

In the end, the two of them were exhausted, and the signing stick shook out, but no one knew whether this signing was on or off.

Yuan Twenty-two struggled to crawl out of the pit, glanced at the pit that came out of nowhere, and was extremely jealous of Li Xian, who was panting on the side.

This plain pit not only attracted the attention of the group of Taoist priests, but also an inexplicable look flashed in Rou Xi's eyes.

For a while, he looked at the Taoist priests with nervous faces, and then at Li Xian, who was just panting, as if he didn't care about the result.

Rou Xi glanced at the stick in her hand and was just about to decide, when a tall guard walked into the side hall and whispered in her ear for a while, so that Rou Xi looked at Li Xian for a while.

Then, as if she had finally decided, Rou Xi took out two other identical sticks from her arms, and after a while, she finally selected one and announced loudly: "Five buckets of rice are under the next sign." If you lose the gamble, you will all be sent to the cleanroom. ”

......

This is too much, isn't it? Where is there any fairness in cheating in the open?

Yuan Yi and the other Taoist priests looked at the two sticks that Rou Xi threw aside, and with good eyesight, they could already see the words 'sign', and they wanted to protest with their mouths open.

With a wave of his hand, the guards behind him suddenly rushed up and dragged out the wailing Taoist priests.

Li Xian stared at the old way as he was dragged along, his originally dense black hair fell out, revealing his baldness.

This monk should still be able to get rid of suffering, right? After all, he is elusive and has unfathomable abilities, and this trouble will definitely not be difficult for him.

Li Xian also swallowed his saliva for Rou Xi's more grandiose cheating, and instead of getting the joy of the victor, he made his already calm heart start to 'poof, poof' jumping, I don't know what the hell this female emperor has in mind.

In Li Xian's eyes, Rou Xi's originally bright and lovely smile suddenly turned into a demonic smile, and she always felt that she was brewing a huge conspiracy.

The arrogant Rou Xi didn't have the fool at all, so he should be low-key consciously, walked to Li Xian's side with a smile, and stretched out his hand to press down Li Xian, who was half a head taller than her, and whispered with bright red lips in his ear: "Now Tianshui Kingdom and Buddhism are connected, and honor and disgrace coexist."

Therefore, in the next military parade of the five countries, you should behave well, but don't let those countries that believe in Taoism be flattened and embarrass my Tianshui country.

By the way, please take care of your apprentices and don't cause trouble. Otherwise, maybe I'll get angry and have a pot of people, monkeys, and pigs stewed?"

After speaking, Rou Xi still spat out a mouthful of aroma next to Li Xian's ear, licked her lips that were becoming more and more ruddy, and made Li Xian feel excited.

Waiting for Rou Xi to lead the troops away, Li Xian also slowly regained his calm.

For Li Xian, maybe this is not a difficult task.

But what if he ran away? The purpose of Li Xian's westward journey was to preach.

Only by continuing to proselytize and expand the number of believers will the unlucky value continue to increase, so as not to make Li Xian's realm improve and there will be no unlucky value available.

It was the bad luck of the bad luck that had just been cast for more than half an hour, and it had already cost three thousand bad luck points, which made Li Xian feel that when he really started the bad luck, he had a stronger sense of urgency for the growth of bad luck values.

This was also the last straw that crushed Li Xian's spirit, making him decide to stay in this deep palace full of dangers. After all, danger and opportunity coexist, how can you get it without paying?

Also, listening to what the female emperor just said, let Li Xian take care of his two apprentices, it is estimated that the two of them are already in trouble, otherwise she would not have been particularly reminded.

There was no need for Li Xian to worry for long, the second battalion commander and Zhu Badou, who looked suspicious, were taken into the side hall by the guards, and behind them were the old monks who had been chanting the Buddha's name with their hands folded.