The road to technology

Chapter 952 Number One!number one!number one!
"What is the name of that Taoist, and he is so lucky?"

"It only shows the power of the treasure, but not the name of the shaker. How do I know that!"

"Hey, what a pity!"

"Hehe, you don't know what's good or bad, you bastard. That Taoist got such a treasure. I'm afraid the Daluo Jinxian can't do anything to him. Just because you, Taiyi Jinxian, have perfected your cultivation, you're going to attack others?"

"Hey, what are you talking about, do you see the sword logo? Look, I'm going to slap him too!"

The perfect Taiyi Golden Immortal monk flicked his sleeves unhappily, got up and went straight to the trumpet shaker.

At this moment, the crowd is not crowded, but from time to time one or two people go to the number lottery, each of them wanting others to take away the empty number and get another one by themselves.

Although this place is halfway up the mountain, the place is still very empty. The end of the steps of the Tushita Palace Gate is still hundreds of meters away from the lake. Thousands of people gathered here is not crowded.

At this time, Sanqing also came to the location of the lottery machine, but seeing this monk who had completed his cultivation of the Taiyi Golden Immortal came running excitedly, they decided to let this guy draw first.

After only one breath, the Taiyi Golden Immortal laughed; "I've hit it, I've hit it!"

The monks looked up and saw that the dot on the projection screen that originally said 510 [-] had been turned upside down, replaced by a sword.

"Seven-Star Sword, the Houtian Lingbao, can use the power of the Big Dipper to attack and kill."

Seeing such a view, everyone still doesn't understand that this sword and that Taoist robe are suits.But they didn't see it. Doumu in the crowd looked at the two pieces of equipment, his face was so dark that he almost dripped water.

Seeing that the treasures were getting less and less, I was about to step forward, but I didn't expect that the Taoist who was thought to be wearing a red Taoist robe took the first step, but it was Hong Yun.

I saw Hongyun walking to the front of the lottery and started to shake the number without hesitation.

Seeing this, Pan Gu and Sanqing looked at each other. Hong Yun had revealed to them before that he also felt that the red gourd on the sixth position in the icon was destined for him.

Seeing that Hongyun was going to draw the number first, Sanqing's mood at the moment was that he wanted Hongyun to draw number six, but he didn't want him to be drawn.

If Hongyun is drawn, then they feel that they can also be drawn. After all, the feeling of being connected with the treasure is unmistakable, but if Hongyun is drawn, there will be one less seat in front, which is really tangled.

The same is true for Nuwa and Donghuang Taiyi.

In the midst of everyone's attention, the animation on the lottery device flashed quickly, and finally two words jumped out: number six!
"Hahaha~~~"

A burst of hearty laughter came from Hongyun's mouth, and then he flew out of Liuguang holding the shaker, and stepped up the steps of Tushita Palace with his head held high.

Looking at Hong Yun's back, I breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that it was so.

So he didn't hesitate anymore, stepped out, stood on the shaker, his face was still water, and turned on the shaker without hesitation.

Immediately, a number of magic weapon patterns flashed on the screen of the lottery device, reflecting in Lao Tzu's quiet eyes.

Not far away, Tongtian was also staring at the screen, muttering in a low voice: "Number one! Number one! Number one!"

"No. [-]! No. [-]!" Yuan Shi also silently encouraged Lao Tzu in his heart.

"Brother, that Hongyun really won the red gourd as you said, so I will definitely be able to draw number one!" Dong Huangtai, who was still watching, said in a low voice to Di Jun beside him.

"It must be No. [-]. From my point of view, this lottery device seems random, but there is God's will in the dark." Di Jun nodded affirmatively, and said to Donghuang Taiyi, "After I win the lottery, my virtuous brother Immediately draw, the fourth position with the golden gourd must belong to the virtuous brother."

Donghuang Taiyi shook his head and said: "Brother, the golden gourd is destined to be with us and other monster races. Brother, don't refuse, and go to draw it first. The position of the gourd is No. [-], which is close to the Taishang Daozu." There must be a great opportunity in the position. My Yaozu lost my seat at Hongjun's place, and I must never lose my chance at Tushita Palace again!"

"That's why I let my younger brother go!" Di Jun humbly said.

My good guy, I didn't even get it, so I started to give way, as expected of two good brothers.

Just when the two were condescending to each other to tell who should draw first, the result of Lao Tzu's lottery came out.

The two people who had been paying attention to the situation at the shaker immediately looked over. Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Fuxi, Zhenyuanzi, Minghe, Changxi, Wangshu, Xihe, and Doumu were also acting in the same way. , Jieyin, Zhunti and many other great supernatural powers.

Just when they all thought that the old man could win the first place like Hongjun's, the number that caught their eyes was indeed: No. [-]!
hiss!
Seeing such an outrageous number, everyone couldn't help but gasp!
It sucks!
And Lao Tzu, who was the person involved, was also a little confused. He thought he was wrong.

It wasn't until he got Liu Guangfei into his hands that he confirmed that it was indeed No. [-].

what is this? !

There are only 190 seats in total, and I actually got so far back that I went to the corner of row No.13.

Could it be that the feeling of God's will in the dark is false?
All of a sudden, several well-known great powers all looked at each other in dismay, and they were really confused, and they were also confused.

Is it really random?

How could this be so, what is this Taishang Daozu doing?
"Hmph, I'm hesitating, I'll watch the patriarch draw it for you!" A man full of evil spirits squeezed out from the crowd, stepped in front of the horn, and said with a look of disdain.

But it is the ancestor of Styx in the Nether Blood Sea.

He was actually quite surprised by the result of Lao Tzu's lottery, but several well-known supernatural beings all hesitated because of this, and he couldn't bear it.

So I jumped out.

Having said that, Styx himself is quite confident that he can draw the top six.

So the next moment, he drew a number 830 [-], covered his face and stepped up the steps of Tushita Palace.

"Phew! Don't think about it, brother. I think the mind of the Taishang Dao ancestor is beyond our ability to guess. Maybe it's all due to chance." Seeing that Minghe was like this, Donghuang Taiyi took a deep breath Said to Di Jun.

"I guess so!" Di Jun nodded.

At this moment, some monks waved their numbers again.

Half a cup of tea time passed, and hundreds of numbers were taken away, but only one monk got a pill.

Time passed slowly.

Seeing such a scene, and watching bursts of cheers bursting out of countless dejections from time to time, for some reason, Di Jun felt a little excited in his heart.

The same is true for Nuwa, Fuxi, Zhenyuanzi and others.

Chance, it really depends on chance!

Lao Tzu is a quasi-sage, but he didn't get the same fart, but he saw many Taiyi Jinxian monks who got a lot of treasures.

At this moment, an unprecedented sound of carnival burst out from the crowd, mixed with countless envy, jealousy and hatred.

A few people came back to their senses and looked over, only to see a number frozen on the screen of the lottery device: number four!

But the person who got this number was a Da Luo Jinxian cultivator that no one recognized.

God!

Now the monks are really boiling, there is really no secret operation, it is really all by chance.

So what about Lao Tzu, what about Patriarch Styx, it's not that he didn't get any hair!

The big Luo Jinxian monk who got No. [-] grinned exaggeratedly, and disappeared on the steps of Tushita Palace under the envious and jealous eyes of all the fanatic monks.

So exciting!
Seeing such a scene, Donghuang Taiyi's heart became hot, and he appeared in front of the lottery, and silently said in his heart: "Number one, number one, number one, number one, number one!"

Di Jun was also staring at Donghuang Taiyi outside the screen of the shaker, clenched his fists, and muttered: "Number one! Number one! Number one!"

However, at this time, there was a disdainful murmur in his ear: "No. [-] is a fart, I think it is No. [-]!"

Immediately afterwards, another voice came: "That is, Father God Pangu, give this mixed-haired bird eight thousand numbers, eight thousand numbers! Father God Pangu, give this mixed-haired bird eight thousand numbers!"

Hey!
When did the Wu Clan also come? !
(End of this chapter)