Chapter 200: Ghost crack stone

Ye Fan was squatting there. He ignored him, stared at the gravel for a long time, and suddenly realized in his heart that he secretly scolded Rongxiang for betting on the stone workshop.

There is nothing wrong with what he learned from "Yuan Tianshu". This stone gambling house was a fake. These source stones were cut open, the source inside was removed, and then the stone was filled and sealed with a seal.

"The profiteers of the pitmen!" He was angry, and Rongxiang's betting on the stone workshop was too much.

He made a big fuss about it, but he refrained. Even if he said it, I am afraid not many people believed it. Moreover, those who dare to open a stone gambling workshop in the Northern Territory have a certain background, and there is great support behind them.

If this is revealed, even if the other party bows their heads on the spot, he may even get revenge afterwards. He does n’t care, he can pat the **** and leave, but it ’s not good if he is tired.

"It seems that we must quickly learn the magical technique of" changing the sky and changing the ground "in Yuan Tian Shu. In that case, without any scruples, the sea and the sea can fly by the sky." He said to himself.

"It doesn't matter if you don't gamble. Go back and forth." Qingxiamen's son glanced at him obliquely.

"Bet, why not bet?" Ye Fanhuo stood up.

Next, when choosing stones, he carefully checked them, and found more than a dozen fake source stones.

The method of counterfeiting is very clever. Even if you observe it carefully, it is difficult to distinguish it. It is almost real. If it is not the natural method of "Yuan Tian Shu", it is difficult to find out through the analysis of the texture of the stone.

In the end, he chose an ugly stone like a crooked melon, but the size of an adult man's head was so dark and gray that there were criss-crosses and cracks.

The most weird thing is that these cracks resemble human mouth shapes, and it seems that they have been bitten by some ancient creatures to form this look.

When Ye Fanxuan picked up the stone, it caused a burst of laughter.

"I said, little brother, do you understand the source stone? This is obviously a waste stone. Change it quickly." Next, there is a kindly reminder of the old man.

"It's a **** to be able to get out of this stone, it's obviously exhausted. Nothing will be left."

"This is a" ghost crack stone ", with cracks all over the body, which is said to have been eaten by the ancient" source ghost ", and it is impossible to keep it."

"Yes, this is the famous" ghost crack stone ", it was thrown here in full, it is impossible to get out of the source."

Everyone shook their heads, and many people laughed, thinking that Ye Fan didn't understand the source stone at all and would only dig stones under the mine.

Suddenly, Wang Shu became nervous, and Erzong whispered persuaded: "Brother Ye, let's change one."

"No need to change, it's it." Ye Fan signaled to Master Yuan and asked him to cut open.

Despite being a "ghost crack stone", Master Yuan still worshipped the "God God" in accordance with the rules of this line, and said a few words in silence, before he moved the knife.

He shot sharply, the knife walked quickly, like a dragon, the cold light shone, and the stone skin fell quickly. It didn't take long for the ghost-cracked stone with a large head to be stripped of layers of old skin, which was no longer than a fist.

The onlookers were not optimistic and talked one after another.

"It's impossible to get out of the source, it's a waste of time, and it's a straightforward split."

"If the ghost crack stone comes from the source, I will swallow the stone skin."

"If time goes back hundreds of thousands of years, maybe a good source may appear in this stone, but now it is obvious that the inside is swallowed by the source ghost."

Qingxiamen's son had a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth, shook the fan, and glanced contemptuously at Ye Fan without saying anything.

At this moment, everyone exclaimed.

The old skin of the ghost cracked stone fell off, which was not as big as the litchi, but at this moment, there was a dazzling brilliance.

The rich aura makes people feel like a spring breeze, soaking in the hot spring, the pores are relaxed, and I feel very comfortable.

The flaming brilliance overflowed with a thin smoke, gently flicking away, like a fire burning cloud, and like a blood-soaked fairy gas.

Everyone was taken aback, and it was obvious that a source of extremely high quality was dug out, which is far superior to similar stones.

Just inside the big cracked stone of litchi, there is a red source embedded, just as big as the finger belly. But it is ample, brilliant, and the red one is intoxicating.

"It's too small ... not enough to buy this stone." Er Lengzi was a little dazed.

Wang Shu also frowned. Although the source was cut out and the quality was very high, it was really too small.

"Yeah, it's too small, it's just a little bit." The person who exclaimed just now was a little disappointed.

In the field, Ye Fan didn't think so, because he felt the vigorous fluctuation of essence, such a small piece of source, but the size of his belly, but more than ten pounds of pure sources piled together, it was more volatile.

"This is a fiery red source!" Master Yuan was well-informed and couldn't help but exclaimed, but he stopped quickly and closed his mouth.

Ye Fan instantly knew that although this source was small, it was worth ten pounds of pure source, which was alien.

He suddenly laughed. Tao: "Fire Red Source, I think everyone has heard of it. Although it is not a rare heterogeneity, it is definitely not common. It is difficult to get precious and valuable. For you."

"The heterogeneous source was cut out, although it is small, but it is worth the ten-jin source!"

"It's a great luck. Sometimes the source of gambling really wants to believe in fate. There is such a source. Many generations have no worry about food and clothing."

Gambling sources sometimes occasionally cut out strange sources, with unpredictable power and value that cannot be measured, but they are not common after all.

"I heard that last time someone cut out a rare heterogeneous source in Xianshifang of Yaochi, which is rarer than Huohongyuan countless times. It directly shocked the people of the Holy City and was bought at a high price."

"I do not know how?"

"This kind of secret will naturally not spread widely."

Er Leng Zi finally understood that, he dug down the fiery red source particles, then giggled, and said to the crowd: "Who said that if the source came out, swallow the stone skin on the ground?"

Everyone was speechless for a while, no one admitted.

Wang Shu smiled and walked over to the son of Qingxiamen, saying: "Sorry, we won, Shijinyuan, please hand it over."

Shijinyuan is a very large number for the people present. Anyone should have a pain, but in the face of so many people, the son of Qingxiamen is not easy to attack. When he sinks his face, he will A source bag was thrown on the ground.

Er Leng Zi picked up the original bag, his mouth was almost reaching the root of his ear, smirking non-stop.

"No, it's half a catty." Wang Shu frowned.

Qingxiamen's son brought so many sources in total. At this moment, he was completely empty and lost to the three source collectors he despised. This made him angry and embarrassed.

"Forget it, it's not easy to go out, let him be half a catty." Ye Fan said flatly. At this moment he had squatted down and was carefully examining the old skin of the ghostly stone.

The cracks were like teeth marks, and what surprised him most was that he saw a hair in the stone.

"Is there such a thing as" Ancient Source Ghost "?" He murmured in his heart, thinking secretly. If so, wouldn't it mean that "Ancient Source God" might also exist.

"Do you want to continue?" Erzongzi held a bunch of sources, satisfied, and Wang Shu even smiled, looking forward together.

Qingxiamen's son looked pale, flicked his sleeves, turned to the side, opened his mouth to several acquaintances, and wanted to borrow the source.

"How do I bet with you!" The people next to see Qingxiamen's son withdrew temporarily, all eyes shining.

In their view, this is a big fat sheep, not slaughtering white, not slaughtering, and one's luck cannot last.

Everyone thinks that Ye Fan doesn't understand the source stones at all. The stones he chose were red and white first, and then ghost cracked stones. All the blind cats killed the mouse and made him hit lucky.

"I advise you to be slack, this business is very evil, very particular about life and luck, and now these three mud monkeys are very fortunate, or don't bet on it." An old man said like this, he seemed to have a good identity After everyone heard, most of them retreated.

Qingxiamen's son worked hard together, borrowed a bag of sources, and weighed four to five pounds. He wanted to bet with Ye Fan again, and others naturally backed away.

"We enter the ninth floor courtyard to pick the old pit source rock mined from the edge of the ancient mines in the early days. Do you dare?"

The so-called edge of the ancient mines in the early days refers to the area thousands of miles away from the **** mine. It is impossible to really be the source stone collected in front of the life-forbidden area.

Even if this is the case, such a source stone is also expensive, because sometimes it will really cut out a rare source.

"Don't you dare." Ye Fan also wanted to see what is different about the ore at the edge of the so-called ancient mine.

In the ninth floor courtyard, there are not many source stones, only 50 or 60 pieces, as small as a goose egg, as large as a grinding disc, and there are no large stones exceeding a kilogram.

Here, one or two sources can only buy a pound of stone, which can be said to be ridiculously expensive, and few people are willing to squander here.

"Want to kill the injustice? Here are the stones with dozens of pounds and hundreds of pounds, can it really be a good source, which is too ridiculous." Wang Shu said dissatisfiedly.

"What do you know about mud monkeys? The source stones from the edge of the ancient mines in the early days are all‘ magic materials ’. If you cut out strange sources, the value will be immeasurable.”

"It's really a steamed bun. I haven't seen the world." Qingxiamen Liu Gongzi's several dead parties all spoke sarcastically.

Up to now, Ye Fan already knows Liu Gongzi's name ---- Liu Cheng'en.

With a sneer, Liu Chengen looked at them almost mockingly.

Erzunzi will not turn around and directly say: "I have lost everything, I am pretentious, I will bet your face green!"

"you……"

Everyone else followed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ surrounded by dozens of old stones, everyone talked and talked.

Ye Fan frowned during the stone selection process. The people of Rongxiang Gambler were very wicked. He found that at least one-third of the source stones had been cut and sealed with clever techniques.

The stone here really makes him feel special, some are not sure, the stone skin is very weird, like it is contaminated with magic power.

He sucked in the air, and the source stones collected thousands of miles away in the ancient mines were already like this. If it was the stone unearthed from that divine mine ... unimaginable!

The people in the courtyard were talking about other things while they were observing the stone. Some people mentioned the Xianshifang in Yaochi and suggested that everyone go there in the afternoon.

"why?"

"A fairy from Yaochi came to Pingyan City and will definitely show up in the afternoon."

"You said, will it be the sage of Yaochi? I heard that she is visiting around the country. The fairy who came to Pingyan City is probably her."