In the end, Ye Fan and the golden-robed young man named Tuoba Chang cut the stone together.

Among the stones cut by Tuoba Chang, there is a fist-sized heterogeneous source, exuding a sky blue light, like the essence of the blue sky condensed, shooting out a blue glow, this is the source of blue diamonds, such a piece is enough to be worth 1,500 catties of pure source.

And in Ye Fan's stone, it is also a different source, and the volume is about the same, like a round of fiery sun, flashing light, it is called fiery red source.

Everyone was amazed, the source technique is strong, turning stones into gold, carelessly, and each of them cut out 1,500 catties of source, which can only be envied, but cannot be learned.

"It's too empty, it seems that the two of them really won't be able to tell the winner for a while!" Cheng Hao smiled, but he didn't expect that just one duel, the two Yuanshu geniuses would be able to end the gambling fight.

"Yes, after all, they are all masters of the source technique with real materials, and it is really impossible to tell the winner once or twice!" Jiang Taixu breathed a sigh of relief, although the two did not distinguish the winner or loser, but at least Tuoba Chang did not lose, and there is hope for the future.

"Very good, you really have some skills!" By the lake, Tuoba Chang stared at Ye Fan and couldn't help but nod, at this moment, he really regarded Ye Fan as an opponent who could be faced.

"You're not bad!"

Ye Fan smiled, this time he gambled on the stone, not only did he have to cut out enough sources to cultivate, but also gambled hundreds of thousands of catties of sources with Tuoba Chang in front of him and the surrounding family disciples, if he won, he could at least harvest millions of catties of sources, which was enough for him to cultivate on the earth.

I have to say that Ye Fan's thoughts are very naïve, if his thoughts are known by Cheng Hao, it is estimated that he will inevitably teach again, the Holy Body, how can a million catties of divine source be enough?

As the two spoke, they sailed towards the island in the middle of the lake, preparing to go there to continue the duel.

Cheng Hao, Jiang Taixu and other bystanders tread the water one by one, gathered around the island in the middle of the lake, and watched nervously one by one.

Most of them have made bets, and they are still betting on Tuoba Chang to win, if they win, their net worth will naturally double, but if they lose, it is estimated that some people want to die.

The small island is only a few hundred meters in circumference, with flowers and trees, many of which are thousands of years old ancient trees, vigorous as a dragon, with petals flying, shining, and a fragrant fragrance.

On the island, the layout is very exquisite, the spiritual spring is sprinkled, the strange stones are listed, the natural scenery is formed, and the flowers and trees are accompanied by each other.

It was like a piece of fairy land outside the world, and there was an old man on the island with skin like a baby and hair like snow, sitting alone among the flowers and trees, his eyes closed, and there was no reaction.

"Haha...... We're not late. "Suddenly, a group of old people appeared, all of them with childish faces, strong spirits, and frightening old age.

These people come from very big backgrounds, from major sects, many of them have not lived much, no one wants to provoke them, even if the Ji family doesn't want them to come in, but they still don't dare to provoke, after all, a group of people who are about to die, who knows what crazy they will be!

"Taixu, do you know all these people?" Glancing at the old men who looked like they had been beaten with chicken blood, Cheng Hao asked in a voice.

"A group of little guys, it is estimated that I was born after I was trapped in Purple Mountain, and I don't know any of them!"

Jiang Taixu shook his head, in front of Cheng Hao, an old monster more than 200,000 years ago, he was a junior, but in front of these old men, Jiang Taixu's seniority was high enough to scare people to death.

In order to prevent others from recognizing him, Jiang Taixu specially changed his appearance slightly, after all, he was a character more than 4,000 years ago, unless he was particularly familiar with people, no one could really recognize him as the legendary Jiang family god king.

With the arrival of this group of old men, some holy sons and saints of the Holy Land, as well as the princes and princesses of the major dynasties, also rushed in one by one with great interest.

"Childe, Miao Yi is polite!"

Suddenly, a snow-white girl walked out of the crowd, treading water, fluttering gently, like a Lingbo fairy, and suddenly came to Cheng Hao, smiling and saluting him.

"Do you recognize me?"

Cheng Hao couldn't help frowning when he looked at the girl in front of him who was slender and slender and as perfect as a fairy jade.

He has always had all his breath constricted, and his sense of presence is usually very low, even if other monks see him, they will subconsciously ignore him, but he didn't expect that this Miaoyi fairy in front of him would come to him as soon as he entered the lake.

"Childe said it was funny!" An Miaoyi had a cold temperament, although she seemed to be smiling, she still exuded a faint coldness, "The Wan'er girl next to Childe that day was a peerless beauty, and it was quite interesting, how could Miaoyi not remember the two of them?"

As she spoke, An Miaoyi's beautiful and agile eyes looked around, as if she was looking for Gongsun Wan'er.

"Childe, didn't Miss Wan'er come over today?"

"She has been in retreat and cultivating today, and she won't be able to get out of the customs in a short period of time!" Cheng Hao replied lightly.

"That's a pity, someone as interesting as Miss Wan'er, Miao Yi really wants to have a good chat with her!"

Listening to the words of the girl with a cold temperament in front of her who wanted to have a good chat with Gongsun Wan'er, Cheng Hao couldn't help but think of the scene of two lilies in his mind, one was cold and elegant, and the other was as enthusiastic as fire, but it was really a perfect match.

Shaking his head secretly, erasing the bad taste in his mind, Cheng Hao stopped speaking, and quietly looked at Ye Fan, who was carefully selecting stones on the island in the middle of the lake.

"Childe, that white-robed young man is your friend, right? It seems that the source technique is very powerful?" Seeing that Cheng Hao didn't speak, An Miaoyi continued to chat without words.

"Well, he is the descendant of the Source Heavenly Master, the Source Technique is really good, if you can have a good relationship with him, there will be no shortage of Source in the future!"

Cheng Hao glanced at An Miaoyi with a smile, no matter how the other party looked like a holy fairy, but he knew in his heart that this An Miaoyi was not as simple and cold as it seemed on the surface.

Now she is wandering among the holy sons and princes of the major holy lands, in fact, she is still committed to choosing a person with the highest future potential among the people, looking at her current appearance, she is not only interested in herself, but also interested in Ye Fan, it is estimated that she is measuring in her heart at this time, who is more valuable for investment, right?

Born in the Holy Land of Fengyue, under the influence of ears and eyes, no matter how pure they look, their hearts must have been filled with utilitarianism, people like them, the Holy Son and the Prince are just items with investment value in their eyes, and the chips are their desirable, seemingly clear and jade virgin bodies!