"It's shipped!"

The most excited thing is that Dugu Sheng, like a hungry dog pounced on food, he pounced directly, moved the wind cracking stone casually little by little, and took out the spiritual object inside.

It turned out to be two fruits, the size of grapes, and the whole was red, and it felt fiery to the touch.

Since the two fruits appeared, they were constantly absorbing the surrounding aura, and with the increase of spirit stones, the fruit also grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it didn't take long for it to become the size of a thumb, looking bright and dripping, and people couldn't help but want to take a bite.

"The whole body is bright red, there is heat flowing, and it can also absorb the aura of heaven and earth on its own, this is the fruit of fire!"

Immediately, someone recognized this fruit and immediately showed an incredible look.

"The Wind Cracking Stone actually cut out the Yan Fruit? These two fruits add up to 300,000 medium-grade spirit stones, making a lot of money, making a lot of money!"

The stone of 3,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and the flame fruit of 300,000 medium-grade spirit stones are cut, which is small and big.

Many people had red eyes, breathed heavily, and were eager to snatch it.

300,000 medium-grade spirit stones are a huge amount of money for many people.

"Zhang Daoyou, these two Yanguo old men have 350,000 medium-grade spirit stones, can you give them to me!" In the crowd, an old man in a purple robe walked out, with a look of longing in his eyes.

"This is a purple-robed Taoist who has built a perfect foundation. Dugu Sheng muttered quietly.

"Yes. Zhang Heng felt that this price was very fair, so he directly threw Yanguo over.

The purple-robed old man was very happy, and laughed after handing over the spirit stone to Zhang Heng.

"I lack a fire attribute spiritual object to make the exercise complete, I deliberately squatted in the Lingshan Gambling Stone Workshop for a long time, but I didn't find the thing I liked, I didn't expect to get it in the end, the sky lives up to the heart, with these two flame fruits, my martial arts can be completed, and the probability of impacting the golden pill will be much greater!"

He was complacent, arched his hand at Zhang Heng, and left in stride.

Watching him leave, many people swallowed their saliva, three thousand in exchange for three hundred and fifty thousand, what kind of world is this, is it so easy for spirit stones to earn?

Many people's eyes were red, staring at the remaining yellow stones that no one wanted, and at the first time, hundreds of people rushed out and began to pick them directly.

People are like this, after seeing other people's luck, they always want to try, impulsive consumption is cool for a while, and then they have to complain.

"Hahaha, thank you so much!" Dugu Sheng was full of red light, he counted, he invested one million spirit stones, and he actually multiplied it five times, and directly got five million spirit stones!

This payment made him smile crookedly.

And Ji Zhanyun and Duan Qingyi had green faces.

"Dog luck!"

"The wind cracked stone can actually cut out the flame fruit, there is no heavenly reason!"

The two of them wanted to get back on the field, but they didn't expect that they would lose another 500,000 spirit stones!

Their spirit stones are not blown by the wind, and they would have thought that there would be such an incredible change.

There are still many people with green faces with them, and several of them smacked their mouths angrily, originally wanting to pick up a bargain, but they didn't expect to lose all their money.

"Gambling is not a good habit, as the saying goes, nine out of ten bets are lost, don't be angry, don't be angry, our brothers are helping you quit gambling!" Dugu Sheng was proud, and his whole person trembled.

And the few cultivators who followed Bo Hanmen just now were also ecstatic at the moment, they looked at the odds and danced happily.

"Good luck for the donor. The monk looked at Zhang Heng with a smile.

"Where, where, the master praised it. Zhang Heng said.

Zhang Heng cut out good things, and it didn't make Lingshi feel angry, because people with good luck are always a minority.

For example, at this moment, because Zhang Heng cut out good things, he played a signboard, and these unsalable yellow stones have become sought-after goods, and a large group of people are choosing stones, and the spirit stones earned from them are far more than 350,000.

Hua Feifei didn't expect Zhang Heng to actually cut out the Yanguo, and his face was a little unsightly, he snorted coldly, didn't say anything, and cut the stubborn stone by himself.

Among the stubborn stones, a purple pearl appeared, but it was an extremely rare water-repellent pearl, and the market price was not lower than that of Yanguo, which made his face look better.

Next, the others also began to cut stones, the middle-aged man with the third eye lived up to expectations and cut out good things, and the long-haired old man also smiled slightly, and cut out a fist-sized xenomorph spirit stone.

Some of the monks who bet were ecstatic, while others had ugly faces and pumped their mouths vigorously.

And the people who cut the stone are naturally frustrated.

In just the first round, a full sixty percent of people were brushed off.

"Let's go, go to the Xuanzi stone. Hua Feifei was very satisfied with this result, and walked forward first.

The Xuanzi stone is halfway up the mountain, and everyone's feet are very fast, and they arrived at their destination in about a quarter of an hour.

The scenery here is even more peculiar, with various strange trees planted on both sides, many of which are unique to Lingshan and only exist in the woods of the classics.

On the side of the strange tree, the grass is abundant, the mountains and rocks are towering, there are small bridges and flowing waters, pavilions and pavilions.

And the stones that can be selected are scattered everywhere.

Many of the landscape stones that are not good-looking are actually stones that were moved out of the Futu Forbidden Area.

After the first round, there was no need to say anything, Sun Ruyi said directly: "Let's start." ”

Everyone rushed in and went to pick out the stones.

Dugu Sheng was on the side, a storage bag in one hand, and he was thrown up and down, which was very embarrassing.

"What are you doing?" Ji Zhanyun had a dark face, looking at him as an eyesore.

"I'm showing off my wealth, don't you see?" Dugu Sheng smiled and said: "I still want to thank you for the sponsorship of a big tyrant like you, one million has become five million, tsk, it's not so fast to rob a bank!"

"You're just lucky, don't be arrogant. Duan Qingyi's face was gloomy: "Only those who have strength can go to the end, and the one who laughs last is the real winner, you can win five million in this round, and you will lose all in the next round." ”

"I don't care about those, I have wine today and I get drunk today, anyway, if I win now, I want to show off my wealth. Dugu Sheng's words were full of squeezing.

The two scolded their mother in their hearts, turned their heads away, and stopped looking at him.

And at this moment, Zhang Heng has already walked among the grass and trees, and the Xuanzi stone is really more high-end, first of all, the price, there is no stone below 50,000 spirit stones here.

Secondly, the power of the curse on the stone skin is about twice as strong as the yellow stone, and he can't take a leisurely walk like before, but has to stop in front of each stone for a moment to sense the spiritual objects in it.

Along the way, there are hundreds of stones that I have seen, among which there is no shortage of goods, but the spiritual power is not rich, and the price cannot catch up with the value of the stone itself, so Zhang Heng can only give up.

He changed direction and walked towards the babbling stream.

There was a stone in the middle of the stream, half of which was exposed, and the other half was constantly washed away by the stream.

Zhang Heng's palm touched, sensed a little, his eyes lit up, and he directly picked up the stone.

He is now a man of the hour, and many people are paying attention to him.

"He's chosen!"

A lot of eyes are cast on.

Zhang Heng came over with a stone in his arms and placed it in an open place.

The stone is flat, it is a round shape, it looks like a large cake, the two sides of the stone are full of mottled marks, there are many black stone slag attached to it, intricately stacked together, it seems that the stone is very poor.

"Ghost, Grimace?"

People's faces are even more eccentric.

These black gravel slags, stacked on top of each other, really look like a grimace.

"The grimace stone is flat, like a pancake, and the stone itself is very poor, and there is basically no possibility of cutting out good things......"

"yes, what can be cut out of such a flat piece of stone?"

"I think it's a big deal. ”

People talked a lot, and they all shook their heads, not optimistic about the grimace stone.

However, no one ventured into betting.

The lesson of the last round is still vivid, the wind crack stone, which is also called a waste material, was cut out of the flame fruit by Zhang Heng, what if he can really cut out good things from the grimace stone?

If you think about it, it's really possible.

"This guy can't be intentional, right? It's Wind Crack, it's Grimace Stone. Someone whispered, "This is too wilted, isn't it?"