"I said, I am willing to give the seeds to Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Jiang Ping'an said again, with a serious expression.
Xia Qing's beautiful and mature face once again showed joy.
The person in charge of Gambling Stone was very unwilling and gritted his teeth and said: "You want the Ninth Princess to protect you? I can make a lot of money and enter the Chamber of Commerce! And I can protect you for two hundred years!"
Jiang Ping'an shook his head, unmoved. This seed was to repay his kindness.
"When I faced danger, your Caiyuanguangjin Chamber of Commerce did not show up. It was Daxia's general who protected me."
"Maybe you can give me more benefits, but I need to repay Daxia's kindness to me."
Jiang Ping'an looked at Xia Qing, "Your Highness Princess, I will give you this Fire Lotus Enlightenment Son, but can you lend it to me for an hour? I need to understand the technique."
"This is your thing, you have the right to dispose of it."
The more Xia Qing saw Jiang Ping'an, the more he liked him and returned the Fire Lotus Enlightenment Son.
She was very touched by the boy's choice.
Jiang Pingan took the seeds.
This kind of seed does not have the burning sensation of black flame flint. It is very gentle, like the temperature of Meng Jing's little hand.
At this moment, my understanding of "Wujiquan" and "Thunder Flash" continued to deepen.
Jiang Ping'an used the blue and white knife to cut the remaining stone cleanly, and nothing appeared again.
The monks finally breathed a sigh of relief. If something appeared again, their hearts would definitely not be able to bear it.
Everyone looked at Jiang Ping'an with eyes full of envy and jealousy.
This guy was so lucky. He had two flame stones cut into one stone, worth four million, and an immeasurable Fire Lotus Enlightenment Son!
Jin Lin almost cried with envy. He lost hundreds of thousands, but Jiang Ping'an made so much.
Meng Jing laughed happily, "Boss! As you said, if you can cut out three pieces of black flame stone, give me the ore from the ancient battlefield! Give it to me quickly!"
The ores on the ancient battlefield are of extraordinary value. Some people even cut out ancient magic weapons from them and created a great force.
The person in charge of the stone gambling froze. This was a stone worth five million, and he was not qualified to give it away.
If it were given away, all these decades would have been in vain.
He quickly said: "I'm talking about cutting out the third piece of black flame flint. The third piece is not a black flame flint stone, so it doesn't count, but I can give you the piece I promised you before."
As he spoke, he randomly selected a stone as big as his head and placed it on the counter.
Meng Jing stomped her feet angrily, "You're so shameless!"
The boss pretended not to hear anything and looked away.
Jiang Ping'an didn't ask for the ore from the ancient battlefield because there was nothing in it.
"Meng Jing, you can play by yourself, I'll go back to practice first."
Jiang Ping'an left a word and left with Huolian Wu Daozi under the envious gaze of everyone.
He doesn't really want to understand the technique, but to copy it!
Such valuable things must be copied to maximize benefits.
A fire lotus enlightenment child is nothing, it can be copied in large numbers very quickly.
Zhou Feng looked at Jiang Ping'an's leaving figure, his eyes red with jealousy.
Why is this kid so lucky?
Zhou Feng is unwilling to give in. He is a genius of the Piaomiao Sect and has incredible opportunities. There is no way he can be suppressed by someone like Jiang Ping'an!
Huolian Wu Daozi is nothing, he wants to cut out the ancient magic weapon!
There is nothing more frustrating than watching your enemies make money.
"Boss! Bring me that stone from the ancient battlefield!"
Zhou Feng felt that the stone on the ancient battlefield contained magical weapons. This feeling was extremely strong.
The boss was overjoyed, "This ore is worth five million, are you sure you want to buy it?"
Zhou Feng suddenly hesitated.
Five million is an astronomical sum. Except for the three million he earned before, the total assets he has are only about two million.
If you lose the bet, you have nothing.
"Boss! You are lying, this ancient battlefield ore belongs to us!" Meng Jing shouted anxiously, she was afraid that Zhou Feng would reveal the treasure again.
"If you don't have money, go away! I bought this stone!"
Zhou Feng was afraid that Jiang Ping'an and the others would get the treasure in the stone again, so he gritted his teeth and took it directly.
People around him exclaimed, even a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage wouldn't dare to play such a big game, right? This is five million. If you lose, you will lose everything.
Everyone's attention was attracted.
Zhou Feng enjoyed this feeling of gaze and raised his head proudly. Today I will let you people see what great fortune is.
Zhou Feng mortgaged all the three million he had won, plus the spiritual stones, magic weapons, talismans, and elixirs he had on him.
Finally collected five million.
The boss was about to move the stone over, and Zhou Feng said, "Don't touch my stone with your dirty hands. I'll go and cut it myself."
The boss shrugged. He had seen this kind of arrogant young man many times and was not angry. He just reminded: "Don't touch other rocks."
Zhou Feng ignored the other party, pulled out the sword in his hand, and walked towards the largest ore.
In the ancient battlefield, where all races fought long ago, countless strong men died, and many magic weapons and treasures were missing.
People often find heaven-defying treasures from the ores in the ancient battlefield.
This piece of ore is as tall as a person and has an ancient aura.
Zhou Feng's heart beat faster, and he felt more and more strongly that there was a divine weapon here.
Raise the shuriken and split the stone from the middle.
"Bang!"
The stone was split in half and hit the ground, throwing up a large amount of dust.
Nothing at all.
Everyone was still staring at the stone, not completely cutting it yet, so they couldn't draw a direct conclusion.
Didn't the young man just discover Huolian Enlightenment until the very end?
No one can conclude that there are no treasures here.
Meng Jing held her little hand nervously and kept praying not to make the other party rich.
Zhou Feng suddenly regretted spending five million to buy this stone. What if there is no treasure?
No! Don't doubt yourself, there must be a magic weapon here!
With this next sword, the divine weapon is about to be born!
Zhou Feng waved the sword in his hand again, very fast, and with one strike of the sword, the stone was cut into more than ten pieces.
However, there was still no breath coming out.
The monks were stunned.
Zhou Feng's expression froze.
"Impossible! I clearly feel that there are magic weapons here!"
A monk who lost his entire fortune gambling on stones said: "Every time I cut a stone, I have the same feeling, thinking that there is a treasure inside."
This is not the idea of whoever gambles, I feel that I will definitely win next time.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Even if there is no magic weapon here, there must be some kind of treasure!"
Zhou Feng's eyes instantly turned red and he waved the sword in his hand again.
At this moment, more than a dozen stones were cut into hundreds of small stones in an instant.
There is still no special aura.
Zhou Feng's head suddenly became trance-like, his body swayed, and he almost fainted.
His spiritual stones, elixirs, magic weapons... were all gone.
Meng Jing finally let go of her hanging heart, "Haha, I'm laughing so hard. Five million is gone, and you are the only one who still mocks my stupid family. You must be stupid, haha~"
Zhou Feng could still hold on, but upon hearing these words, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Once five million spiritual stones are gone, all these years of hard work will be in vain!
Regret fills my heart, why do I have to gamble! Why should I be impulsive?
He wanted to cut his own hand now.
The two dancers who were around Zhou Feng saw this and left quietly.
No money? Who will serve you if you have no money?
Some monks who saw Jiang Ping'an making a lot of money gave up gambling on stones when they saw how miserable Zhou Feng was.
They struggled to save thousands of spiritual stones, and would rather commit suicide if they lost all.
Meng Jing smiled and cut open the stone given by the boss, but she didn't expect it to hit!
"This water spirit stone is worth 30,000 spirit stones." said the person in charge of the stone gambling.
Zhou Feng was already in a bad mood, but when he saw this scene, he almost vomited blood.
Five million! It’s just gone!
Even a powerful Yuanying master would still vomit blood if he lost five million, let alone Zhou Feng, a monk in the foundation building stage.
