Chapter 254: Hollow Stone

{} Body] Chapter 254 Hollow Stone

"No, Miss Shen Yun misunderstood us."

"That's right, we just play around, we all learn from each other."

A few men directly explained subconsciously. In the face of the girls, all of them were flattering and flattering.

"Is it?"

Shen Yun glanced at them coldly, and snorted slightly with disdain, "Well, here I am, how can we discuss, is it still a hundred Wujing?"

Seeing the indifferent appearance of the young girl, the lips of several men were also drawn, and he smiled wryly, with different expressions.

Shen Yun is beauty, asphyxiation, but they are proud! In their own dynasty, their own city, they are all the pride of heaven. When were they so ridiculed?

"Hey! Since Ms. Shen Yun wants to bet, then I can accompany Ms. Bet. As for the bet, I think I need to change it."

A white-faced brother is stepping forward, said with a smile.

"Gambling money, this is too vulgar, let's gamble something fresh, hehe! ..."

Another man also stood up with a grin on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and Yin light was revealed.

"Hey! ..."

Several of them laughed in succession, all glancing at Shen Yun with good intentions.

"Humph!"

Shen Yun Qiao's face sank again, humming softly, disdainfully said, "Even a hundred Wu Jing can not bet, it seems that you are really poor!"

As soon as this word came out, the smiles on the faces of several people were frozen. Such a wonderful refutation suddenly burst into applause within the crowd.

"Hmm! I'll come with you!"

A man stepped out, his face was slightly gloomy.

In their hearts, their pride and fame are first, and everything else is built on this.

"Humph!"

Shen Yun gave him a glance, and the corner of his mouth showed a disdainful radian. "Within 10 million gold coins, choose a piece of wool, and the thing that comes out will be the one who wins!"

In the art of Xiangshi, she is convinced by one person, that is her grandfather, the prefecture-level Xiangshi master, Shen Ping!

"it is good!"

The man directly agreed.

Next, two people began to choose woolen materials. Both eyes were bright and bright, showing a bright dazzling light. The dazzling people couldn't look directly.

After about an hour, they both chose a piece of wool.

That man, from the regretful Yun Dynasty, whether it is the pupil or the experience of Aiishi, that can not pick out any flaws, saying that he is already a prefecture master, that's no exaggeration.

Now, he has selected a piece of wool with more than 8.4 million gold coins, shaped like a mountain, up to one meter wide, and half a meter long. The whole piece of wool is surrounded by the aura visible to the naked eye. When people see it, it is not ordinary goods.

After all, this is eight million wools, worth dozens of pieces of Wujing!

"Yes, Xi Xiong chose the stone, and she really has a hand!"

A few men gathered around, their eyes became bright and clear, and they scrutinized carefully and knocked, all of them arched their hands toward him with a smile.

Obviously, the stock in this wool is definitely over its original price.

"Haha! ..."

The man was unsatisfactory, and he continued to arch his arms towards several people, showing the pride of his face.

However, Shen Yunxuan's comparison with him is a bit embarrassing. It is 2.7 million gold coins, shaped like a fir tree, similar to a bonsai, and about half a meter high. Although it looks extremely extraordinary, The lingering aura is far less than that of the man named Xi.

The ratio of eight million to two million is light and important, at a glance.

"Good, haha! ..."

Seeing the above price, the man drew a corner of his mouth and squeezed his face, showing a wry smile.

For them, although there are more than one hundred pieces of Wujing, compared with their identity and family dignity, it is nothing at all, and now they are not losing one hundred pieces of Wujing, but The strength of the family he represents, and even the strength of the dynasty!

A pair of eyes swept over the two pieces of wool. Out of trust in Shen Yun's strength, no one spoke, but the pair of tightly frowning brows exposed their concerns.

Shen Yun, you ca n’t lose. If you lose, it means you regret that the Jin Dynasty lost!

"Rain is old, it's ready to drive."

Shen Yun ignored him and called out towards Yu Xiao in diameter.

"Ok."

Yu Xiao came frowning slightly, grabbing with one hand, the wool of the man with the surname Xi was caught in his hand.

"Salsa! ..."

A light layer of Wu Yuan came out and wrapped the whole piece of wool. When it was slapped, the layers of soil on the wool were slowly peeled off.

A little, on the wool is a bright corner.

This is a piece of Wu Jing!

After peeling, Yu Xiao continued to shave wool.

Immediately after, one piece of Wu Jing was stripped out. There, there were already seven pieces of Wu Jing, and the one-meter-high wool was only the size of a washbasin.

This is the core of the whole piece of wool, and it is also the most critical place. Inside, there may be nothing, maybe, just a piece of Wu Jing, more, maybe, there is a spirit iron inside!

This is the level of measuring a master of stone.

Because in a large piece of wool, Wu Jing must be contained. The fluctuations emitted by these Wu Jing will disturb a person's judgment ability. This depends on personal pupil technique and experience to judge the authenticity.

At this critical moment, the man also seemed a little nervous.

After all, although pupil technique can detect some falsehoods, it can't really judge that there is something in it, even the master of the heavenly order phase stone.

No one can be 100% sure!

Therefore, the competition above Xiangshi depends on three major factors, pupil technique, experience, and then the most important, luck!

"Salsa! ..."

The soil was peeled off layer by layer, the wool was shrinking even more, and some heavy breathing sounds were heard in the crowd.

"Ball, is there anything in there?"

Feng Hao was standing in a corner, Zi Tong stared for a long time, and the situation inside the wool was also vague. He couldn't see clearly, so he could only ask the little one in his arms.

"Oh!"

The little ball lay on his collar, wrinkled his little pink nose, shook his head, and got into it again.

"Hey! ... interesting."

Seeing the little ball shaking his head, a strange smile appeared on Feng Hao's face, looking at the man with a smile.

The judging ability of the small ball is undoubted, although it may not be able to judge the grade of the iron in the wool, but if it is judged, it must be 100% accurate.

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