"Eight hundred thousand! Why don't you go and grab it!"
Meng Jing's beautiful eyes widened and she shouted back.
Even an ordinary Yuanying old monster would not be indifferent when he saw eight hundred thousand spirit stones. Ordinary golden elixirs did not have so many spirit stones.
"It's not expensive at all. There is another piece that is more expensive. The innermost piece is ore transported from the ancient battlefield and is worth five million."
The person in charge pointed to a big stone in the innermost part. There was an ancient aura on it. It may have been left there for too long, and it was surrounded by dust.
Jiang Ping'an glanced at the stone and ignored it. There was no treasure in that stone.
The reason why he is so sure is because his right eye...can see something special!
Just now, his right eye scanned these rocks and found that some of them were emitting light!
The monk who cut the spar noticed that the stone was emitting light before he cut it.
Finally, a crystal was cut out of the stone.
Jiang Ping'an guessed that there must be something in these stones that seemed to be emitting light!
The black stone he was pointing to now had three flickering lights inside.
Jiang Pingan guessed that there might be three gems in this stone!
As for what was hidden inside, he couldn't tell, he could only see the light emanating from it.
"Can the Black Flame Fire Stone be sold for one million spiritual stones?" Jiang Ping'an asked again.
The light emanating from this stone is probably the Black Flame Fire Stone.
"Of course! A black flame stone the size of your fingertip can be sold for one million. From such a big stone, you can definitely get one."
The person in charge assured me by patting his chest, as if I had credibility.
These stones are all randomly transported from the mining area. If the seller is lucky and can find good ones, they will then recycle them.
No matter what, it’s a guaranteed profit.
"Okay, I bought it." Jiang Ping'an said.
"You are stupid. With this money, you might as well buy a black flame stone!"
Meng Jing quickly grabbed Jiang Pingan's storage bag to prevent him from being impulsive.
"Brother Jiang, don't buy it. It's all about luck." Jin Lin also came to stop him. He lost hundreds of thousands.
The other monks looked at Jiang Ping'an as if they were a fool, with envy in their eyes.
This kid can actually put out 800,000 yuan, which is more money than a strong person with golden elixir.
However, envy is envy, they don't dare to cause trouble on a ship with a lot of money, and they don't even dare to transform into gods.
What's more, these teenagers are the geniuses from Blackwind County participating in the competition.
If they were moved, they would be enemies of the entire Black Wind County, or in other words, Daxia.
After all, these people were trained by Daxia and are people who may become the pillars of Daxia.
"Young man! You can't miss this opportunity! Once this stone has a black flame stone, you can make two hundred thousand spiritual stones with your backhand! Get rich overnight!"
The person in charge was a little anxious when he saw someone blocking Jiang Ping'an, "Well, seeing that you are the pillar of the Great Xia Dynasty, I will give you a huge discount. You can take it away with only 700,000 yuan!"
This stone has been sitting here for two or three years, but no one has bought it.
After all, no one is a fool. If you really need the Black Fire Stone, you can buy one with hundreds of thousands more, so why come here to gamble on the stone.
"Six hundred and fifty thousand," Jiang Ping'an found out that he could negotiate the price and immediately lowered the price.
Although he has no shortage of resources, he can save as much as he can. By saving 10,000 spirit stones, he can buy two more Blood Demon Pills.
The person in charge shook his head, "It's too little. It's not profitable at all. It costs 650,000 to collect this stone."
"Then I don't want it. It's too expensive. I suddenly realized that there is no need to take risks."
Hesitation appeared on Jiang Ping'an's face, and he turned around to leave.
"Wait a minute! 670,000! I'll just earn 20,000 spiritual stones, okay?"
Seeing that he had finally been taken advantage of, the person in charge wanted to sell the stone quickly.
"Wood! You can't buy it!" Meng Jing lost 100,000 yuan and is still feeling heartbroken.
If you lose more than 600,000 yuan, you won't be able to sleep well this month. You will dream about losing money every night.
"Help me advance 670,000, and I'll pay you back later." Jiang Ping'an didn't have any spiritual stones now, so he asked Meng Jing to borrow some first.
"you……"
Meng Jing still wanted to persuade, but when she saw Jiang Ping'an's serious eyes, she sighed silently.
She knew this man well, and even ten cows couldn't pull him back from what he decided.
"If you lose, then you can treat me like a cow or a horse!"
Meng Jing viciously threw the storage bag at the person in charge.
Jiang Ping'an had previously advised himself not to gamble, but he forgot about it when he came here.
Meng Jing wouldn't feel bad if he gave the money to Jiang Ping'an, but he insisted on using it to gamble with stones, which was very annoying.
Jin Lin shook his head helplessly. He saw that Jiang Ping'an was determined to buy it. Just like before he lost money, he would feel distressed when he lost money.
"Is this waste of a flower woman's spiritual stone worthy of comparison with me?" an arrogant sneer sounded.
Zhou Feng came over at some point, still holding his sword, and there were two beautiful dancers beside him.
Ten days ago, he was ridiculed by Meng Jing under the flying boat, saying that he was worse than Jiang Ping'an's nose. This incident has always been in his mind.
Now Zhou Feng came over and seemed to be mocking Jiang Pingan, but in fact he wanted to say that Meng Jing was blind and chose a man who even had to borrow spiritual stones from women.
"Do you care? I'm willing to give Mu Mu a spiritual stone. I'm happy. Even if you kneel down and beg me, I won't even give you a spiritual stone, hehe."
Meng Jing laughed and laughed. She was angry and had found a target to vent her anger on.
Her yin and yang look made Zhou Feng's chest feel tight, and he wanted to draw his sword and strike at her.
The person in charge scanned the storage bag with his consciousness, quickly counted the spiritual stones inside, and hurriedly moved the half-person-high black stone to the counter.
Jiang Ping'an raised his hand to take away the stone.
The person in charge said quickly: "Sir, there are rules in stone gambling. You must cut it on the spot."
"Is there still such a rule?"
"Yes, this is a rule from ancient times. If you don't cut it here, then I can return the money to the young master."
The person in charge, who was greedy for money just now, suddenly became serious.
The reason for this rule is that the Chamber of Commerce understands people's psychology. Once someone cuts out a good thing, other people will also be itchy, which can bring great benefits.
Therefore, we made a rule that we would rather not sell it, but we must cut the stone on site.
Jiang Ping'an was a little helpless, turned to Meng Jing and said, "Help me cut it."
"No, no, I'm out of luck. You can do it yourself."
Meng Jing quickly handed over the blue and white knife and stepped back away from the black stone.
She just spent 100,000 spiritual stones, but nothing came out.
She was afraid that her bad luck would be transmitted to Jiang Ping'an.
Jiang Ping'an didn't force it. He took the blue and white knife and cut it into the middle.
The stone is not hard and easily breaks into two halves. The middle is the same as the outside, extremely dark and without any energy fluctuations.
Many people who lose when betting on stones rejoice in their misfortune and find comfort in Jiang Ping'an.
"Sure enough, this boy is going to cry."
"How stupid to spend 670,000 spirit stones on this kind of garbage."
"If it were so easy to make money, everyone would bet on stones."
Meng Jing's face turned pale, it was over, the 650,000 yuan was gone.
Jin Lin began to feel sorry for Jiang Ping'an about the money.
Zhou Feng's face was full of disdain, "Do you really think anyone can cut the treasure? Do you think it was luck that I was able to find the weapon fragments? No, it was my intuition as a sword cultivator that allowed me to cut the weapon fragments. "
Zhou Feng held the sword and turned around, "Only those with strength will have a chance. You people are just pure gamblers. If you want to get the treasure, in the next life..."
"Ding Dong~"
Zhou Feng turned around and was about to leave when Jiang Ping'an struck his second sword. He only heard a crisp collision sound and a violent heat wave suddenly spurted out.
A terrifying heat wave swept through the entire rest area.
Yunhuang, who was practicing in the room, suddenly opened his eyes.
"What a strong fire attribute power!"
She quickly opened the barrier and walked out of the room, looking for the source of energy.
In front of the stone gambling counter, black flames came out of the black stones, which was weird, strange, and hot.
The extreme heat attracted the attention of all the monks in the hall.
