The divine city is vast.
Even though he had traveled through time many times and was used to seeing big scenes, Lu Li still lamented that now that he and Yan Ruyu had walked for a long time, they were only limited to a corner of the Holy City and had not gone all the way.
"The stone material produced by the source veins is very special. Even powerful people cannot see through it. No matter whether they are divine thoughts or divine power, they cannot detect its interior."
"Only by truly cutting it open can we know whether there is a source inside."
Yan Ruyu said seriously. She thought of the past. A demon king who had briefly protected her had lost her sight and almost auctioned off the Taoist soldiers she had sacrificed.
But... I only have more than 3,000 kilograms of pure source at the moment, and I can’t play to that extent, let alone go to the Tianzihao Garden——
That place was even more evil, filled with the aura of ancient Taichu mines. Every piece was of top quality and extraordinary appearance, but no one dared to open it. Only Yuan Tianshi could see clearly the hidden treasure.
"I have read ancient books. There was a lineage of Yuan Celestial Masters in the Eastern Wasteland. They made the Holy Land look green and wished they could be worshiped as ancestors."
Lu Li sighed with emotion. He really wanted to learn this kind of miraculous technique. He could make hundreds of claws in the Holy Land scratch his heart without even a single blow. It was unbearable and the key was to make him fat.
"The lineage of Yuan Tianshi is indeed extraordinary, but since ancient times, there have only been a few Yuan Tianshi in the Northern Territory. To this day, their inheritance has been cut off and they will never appear again."
A white-haired passerby suddenly spoke to him. He glanced at Lu Li's side, Yan Ruyu, who looked like a fairy from the Moon Palace, and said enigmatically: "Well, the fifth-generation Yuan Tianshi became a god by betting on stones, and even betted on the saintess of Yaochi. In hand."
"Tsk tsk, after seven days and seven nights of gambling, a stunning saint accidentally bet all of herself in order to recover her losses, but she still lost."
"That's the Saint of Yaochi who claims to never marry outside. She's aloof and doesn't care about the world..."
After saying that, he shook his head and left, just like an old man who guides young people on the road of no return.
at the same time.
Yan Ruyu's misty gaze seemed to contain scrutiny and warning.
After all, first of all, Shuiyue Xiaozhu housed the Wu Guo Daughter, and then there was widespread talk among the stone shops that he could win over the Holy Daughter. This Holy City was not waiting for him.
Lao Bangzi deliberately found something for me to do!
After finally coaxing the beauty, Lu Li no longer hesitated and entered the stone workshop, a holy place closest to him:
Ji family.
This place occupies a vast and continuous area. Stepping into it, you will see a series of strange rocks, lush trees, small bridges and flowing water, and the scenery is pleasant.
Many stones are piled up naturally, and there are many divisions in the entire stone garden. Each stone garden has a unique scenery. Some stone gardens are misty, like a water town in the south, and some stone gardens are swaying with maple trees, like red leaves flying in the north.
The outer ring is eighteen layers.
The deepest part is Tianzihao Stone Garden.
"Complete primitive accumulation first."
Lu Li said confidently.
If you lose, you don't lose the formation. Even though you don't understand Yuantian Technique and can't even identify stones, your momentum must be sufficient.
Yan Ruyu stood close to Lu Li and wanted to pinch the waist of the gambling man, but considering that there were people around, she had no choice but to give up.
Zuixianque is what she has been thinking about for a long time, and she doesn’t know when she will be able to eat it. After all, she has saved these bits and pieces, which is of great significance.
Yan Ruyu felt that there was a high probability that there would be no splash at all, because the source technique was very mysterious and completely different from realm cultivation. The Holy Lord and his ilk lost all their money here, but the little monk who had great luck came up with a magical prediction. Things like this are really common.
Because of this, the stone workshop industry in the Holy City is the most famous. Who hasn’t dreamed of getting rich overnight?
Mortals crave gold and silver.
Monks seek divine materials.
Jijia Shifang, the outermost courtyard.
There are many people who gamble on stones, but there are only a few Master Yuan, and they are not very old. No one thinks that rare treasures can be found here.
"Don't choose, mother-in-law, the source stone here is the cheapest. If you are ten pounds of source, you can choose the thousand-jin stone. Just buy it with your eyes closed."
"In the past hundred years, the most precious material that has been produced here is a piece of mung bean."
"Isn't this enough? No, I have to choose again and consider one or two carefully."
There are old monks from the Four Extremes Realm communicating with each other.
As Lu Li and Yan Ruyu entered, their voices lowered slightly, because both of them had an otherworldly temperament, and it was obvious at first glance that they were no ordinary monks.
Of course, after a few glances, he looked back.
In a place like the Holy City where good and bad people are mixed, it is not uncommon to see saints, saints, and heirs of aristocratic families. The stone selector secretly muttered a few words in his heart, and then began to consider and inspect again.
"Just play here."
Yan Ruyu secretly conveyed the message.
After Lu Li heard this, he didn't go deep. He planned to give it a try first before entering, and slowly kill towards the Tianzihao Garden.
Ten pounds of pure source can be exchanged for a thousand pounds of stone.
The rules are simple.
Without any hesitation, Lu Li pointed to a pile of rocks not far in front of him, with as many as seven huge rocks weighing a thousand kilograms.
"open."
Be concise and to the point.
At the same time, seventy pounds of pure source were thrown away.
At this scene, the young master Yuan standing next to him immediately became happy. In the era of live broadcast on earth, the boss would be powerful and domineering, but the monk is still a little reserved.
And Princess Yan became more and more helpless. Seeing that her little man was about to embark on this road of no return, he ran away and never returned.
All the disciples of the aristocratic family are like this...
Just think of it as fun outside of practice.
She kept explaining herself in her mind.
Seven pieces of aniseed cost a lot of money. The monks who had been hanging out in the outermost courtyard of the stone workshop all year round stopped their movements and urged Master Yuan to cut the stone.
"Alas, that's how the disciples of the aristocratic family are. They refuse to delve into the Origin Technique, but squander the Origin Stone wantonly."
An old man who seemed to hate the rich, but was actually an old man who knew the king, sighed: "These seven stones are reddish-brown with white in them. They are clearly "red with white" from the street. I have been betting on stones for more than a hundred years, and I dare to say that they are all waste stones. , no need to solve it at all.”
"Yeah, it's almost all rubble."
"It's a pity that you can't change it after buying it, even if it's not cut open."
Listening to everyone's words, the young source master in charge of the area hurriedly replied: "Even if you have been in the mine all year round, you may not really understand the source. Digging for the source is a rough job, but identifying the source is a science!"
"If you really have the ability to identify the source, you should go into the deeper courtyards, where the source of the gods is easy to come out, and there are many magical objects with continuous life."
In an instant, a group of old men were speechless, and their faces turned red. They wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but they did not want to miss the process of unraveling the stone.
"This is worshiping the source god."
Yan Ruyu explained softly that it was true that she felt distressed at the moment, but the little man's happiness was more important than anything else.
After worshiping the so-called Source God, Master Yuan picked up the cutting knife from his waist and began to carefully cut the stone.
Click... click...
After rinsing the powder, a soft light shone out, a fist-sized source, crystal clear and embedded in the stone layer, vaguely exuding purple light.
"Ah? It's really coming from the source. How come Hong Li and Bai Nei have the source?"
"I'm afraid this piece weighs twenty kilograms, and the color is like this. It can barely be regarded as a heterogeneous source. It's a huge price."
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(End of chapter)
