When Li Fan transmigrated into a new world, his life seemed unremarkable. He was moderately well-off, with a wife and children, but nothing extraordinary. Everything changed upon his death, when he...
Chapter 124: Fish Betting
Under the shock wave, Li Fan felt like a dead leaf in the wind, being blown backwards uncontrollably until he was washed hundreds of miles away and was able to stabilize his body.
Fortunately, the shock wave was just a little loud and did not have any actual destructive power.
It was as if the power was restrained, and it only created a huge wave that spread across the entire sea of clouds, without causing any other damage.
It feels like there's a lot of thunder but little rain.
But Li Fan did not dare to underestimate him at all. This extreme control of power further demonstrated the opponent's terrifying strength.
The lock of the formless murderous intent has disappeared, and it is obvious that the unlucky monk has unfortunately died in the battle between the two big guys.
However, Li Fan did not retreat but advanced instead and flew towards the Yunshui Palace again.
Not long after, the Yunshui Palace could be seen again.
I saw that the huge blue transparent building was now stained with a layer of black.
Above, dark clouds gathered and thunder rumbled.
A huge whirlpool appeared above the Yunshui Palace, and it seemed that it was going to swallow up the building that had just been unsealed.
The entire sky was shaking and trembling, and the continuous buildings began to tilt and slowly collapsed towards the center of the vortex.
There seemed to be faint cries of unwillingness and anger coming from the Yunshui Palace.
However, nothing can change the reality that it is slowly disappearing.
After a while, this ancient sect, which had only existed in the world for more than five years, disappeared again in this world.
Then, the thick dark clouds with lightning and thunder gradually dissipated.
Soon, the sky and the ocean were calm again with light clouds and a peaceful breeze.
"The Cloud Water Palace has been sealed again? This didn't happen in my previous life."
"Is it because of the statue of the Heavenly Doctor that I sent in?"
In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Li Fan's mind.
"So, in the previous life, Sikong Yi embezzled the small statue and did not send it to Yunshui Palace?"
"Are you so bold? Are you not afraid of death by relying on stealing?"
"No, there is another possibility. That Tianyi did not give the white jade statue to Sikong Yi."
"But it gave Lin Fan a clone..."
"If that's the case, what did he see?"
The strange and terrifying scene of howling in the Yunshui Palace reappeared in Li Fan's mind, and doubts filled his heart.
"What on earth did the Heavenly Doctor do to cause the entire Yunshui Heavenly Palace to resent him so much..."
Li Fan recalled the scene when he first met Tian Yi.
"I'm just an old man who deserves to die."
"...Let this statue accompany them forever..."
When Tianyi said these words, his expression was full of sorrow and deep emotion, and it didn't seem like he was faking it.
But the more this happened, the more Li Fan felt a chill in his heart.
"No matter what, this old man called Tianyi is too dangerous. His strength is beyond my previous estimation. The clone has already appeared in his sight, and I must never have any contact with him again."
"After all, this world is not a static game. Often, unintentional actions will lead to many unexpected changes."
"We should be more careful in the future."
"And that sword..."
"How many secrets are hidden in this sea of clouds?" Li Fan sighed. He no longer had the desire to wander around and hurried back to Wanxian Island.
In the Tianxuan Mirror, he searched for some information related to "Tian Yi" and "Master", all of which were recent discussions among cultivators.
There is no valuable information at all.
Li Fan was not surprised either.
For the next period of time, Li Fan returned to his previous leisurely life on the island.
Occasionally, when he found a cultivator who was about to break through to the foundation-building stage on the island, he would lock him with formless killing intent, so that he could comprehend the true meaning of accumulating strength in the foundation-building stage.
From time to time, I also take on some tasks to accumulate contribution points.
He planned to exchange the Tianxuan Mirror for rare objects in the world, and then charge [Huanzhen] to unlock the second anchor point.
He now has a rough plan in his mind on how to use the second anchor point.
The details will be announced after it is unlocked.
Boring practice is not all of a monk’s life.
The vast majority of cultivators are not madmen like Zhang Haobo who practice 24 hours a day.
They also have their own hobbies.
In Congyunhai, the most popular thing is Dingyu.
On the northwestern border of Congyun Sea, there is an isolated island surrounded by cliffs on all sides.
The sea water flows upstream along the cliffs and gathers in the center of the island to form a lake.
Every month, when the water accumulated in the lake reaches its peak, it bursts toward the sky, spilling seawater back into the ocean.
At this time, countless fish will be carried away and fly into the air.
And among them, there must be one fish that flies the highest.
Several years ago, a monk passing by happened to see this wonderful scene and was inspired.
All the other fish in the lake were refined into essence and fed to the fish that flew the highest.
The fish was thus transformed, becoming almost as powerful as a monster, and returned to the sea.
Since then, more and more fish have gathered in the lake on this isolated island.
Later, the monk had a dispute with his friend over the ownership of a treasure.
He remembered the place again, and suggested that they each choose a fish from the lake as a representative.
Whoever's fish jumps higher when the lake erupts will get the treasure.
The friend found it interesting and agreed.
This move by the two attracted several curious monks, who took some money and joined in.
He also established rules for Dingyu: setting up formations around the island to prevent powerful sea beasts from accidentally entering.
Each of them will observe and select the fish they like in 27 days. The final confirmation will be made three days before the eruption and cannot be changed.
The winner takes all. Whoever chooses the highest fish leap will receive all the treasures bet by the other monks.
And if you are lucky enough to choose the fish that jumps the highest among all the fish, it is considered the jackpot and the profit will be doubled.
The representative fish is selected by careful observation with one's own spiritual sense, and spiritual energy cannot be used to strengthen it. If cheating is discovered, the other monks will kill it together.
After the process is over, all other fish will still be refined into essence and fed to the "Fish King".
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In the end, the fish chosen by the monk came in second place and he lost the treasure.
But this person did not feel sad, he just thought that he had made a mistake for a moment and had found the key.
So they agreed to come here again next month to decide the winner.
The other monks responded loudly.
In this way, this "Fishing Betting" gradually attracted more and more monks to participate.
Later, as the number of people increased, the rules were slightly adjusted.
With the existence of a prize pool.
Half of each bet goes into the current period's reward, and the other half goes into the prize pool.
The first place wins the first prize, and the second to tenth places win the second prize.
The first prize will be divided into half, and the second to tenth place will share the other half.
If someone can guess the fish, he or she will win all the rewards.
At the end of each year, the accumulated prize pool will be cleared at once to produce a super grand prize.
(End of this chapter)