Chapter 52: Bet, Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sword

The original stone is a very special stone, which has been cultivated for countless years in the ground, and some of the rough stones have bred many rare treasures.

However, the stone skin on the surface of the original stone is a very special existence, which basically cannot be penetrated by the naked eye, and only the source master who cultivates special exercises can feel a trace of fluctuation from it.

Therefore, there is such a sentence in the gambling stone world.

One knife is poor, one knife is rich!

There are many rough stones in the Taoist temple, with different shapes, and some of them even exude a palpitating vision.

Mo Ling didn't practice the source technique, so naturally he couldn't tell which rough stones contained treasures, but he still said that he had hanging.

Walking straight to a stone man-shaped rough stone, Mo Ling pointed to it and said:

"I want this rough stone!"

A sentence instantly caused a shock, and the powerhouses in the stone workshop couldn't help but be surprised.

"You actually want to open the Nine Tricks Stone Man??"

Even the powerhouse of Dao Yi Shifang couldn't help but shake, and the principal asked again:

"Xiaoyou, but you want to open the Nine Tricks Stone Man?"

The original stone of the Nine Tricks Stone Man is very famous in the gambling stone world, similar to the stone man, there are nine holes, the surface halo is circulating, it is the best in the original stone, the rough stone of this quality is very likely to hide a heavy treasure, and countless source masters have coveted it for a long time.

But the price of the Nine Tricks Stone Man is prohibitive.

80,000 catties, this is a wealth that many monks can't imagine in their lives, and no one has the courage to gamble.

But today, a young man, walking into the Tianzi Stone Workshop for only a moment of incense, chose it, which is really exciting.

80,000 jin yuan was handed over to Shifang, and the head of Shifang suddenly changed his attitude, and said to Mo Ling with a smile:

"Our stone workshop provides calcite services, I wonder if you need it?"

"Not really?" Mo Ling shook his head, and walked the Nine Tricks Stone into the clearing, and was about to start dissolving the stone.

"Wait!"

Li Yihei stopped him and said:

"Huh! Xiaoyou is rich, do you dare to gamble with the old man? ”

Mo Ling looked at him in surprise, someone else took the initiative to send someone to the door? What do you bet with me on the game you must win?

"Bet on what?"

Li Yihei looked at a large number of mortal stone figures, and said with a solemn face:

"The old man gave a thousand catties of source, and he gambled that there was nothing in the Nine Tricks Stone Man, even if he came out with a treasure, it couldn't compare to the value of a medicine king."

The corners of the mouths of several old people around him twitched, and they couldn't help but take two steps back, widening the distance between them and Li Yihei, ashamed to be with him.

Generally, there are two kinds of betting, one is to bet on other people's rough stones, that is, to cut across; One is a bet, the two of them each choose a rough stone, which is more valuable than whose treasure is more valuable.

But what is Li Yihei, the old man, betting that does not exceed the value of the medicine king?

This is the King of Medicine, the treasure of the heavy treasures, how many treasures have they opened over the years compared to the King of Medicine?

This is bullying the kid in front of him who doesn't understand the rules and cheats others.

That's right, Li Yihei just wants to pit the kid in front of him, let him rise and remember, and if he dares to provoke the old man, he will have to pay the price.

Faced with such an unreasonable bet, the corners of Mo Ling's mouth curved slightly, and he said with a smile:

"Okay, let's plug it up!"

"What?"

How dare you agree? The eyes of a group of old men widened, and they looked at Mo Ling as if they were looking at an idiot.

"The old man is here too."

"I'll block it too!"

“......”

Several old people have placed bets, this kind of game that must be won, no matter how you bet, you can make money. (Let's invest a little bit, make a steady profit and not lose money, isn't it fragrant to prostitute coins?) )

A bunch of sources quickly appeared in front of Mo Ling's eyes, he smiled, took out a bunch of sources and went up, and then turned around and drew his long sword.

The cold light flashed, and the stone man's corpse separated.

"What are you doing?"

Li Yihei was shocked.

"Calvite!" Mo Ling said as a matter of course.

"Loser, how can there be such a calcite stone, what if I hurt the treasure inside?"

Although Mo Ling's laymen increased their chances of winning, several people were not happy at all, just like a green-headed fly appeared in a delicious meal, which made people tired!

A hint from the system sounded in his ears, Mo Ling shrugged his shoulders, swung his sword again, and slashed towards the stone man's head.

Click!

The stone head was separated, a sky-high killing intent rushed straight into the sky, the wind and clouds changed, the blood-red pillar of light rushed out of the stone man's head, a cold light appeared, and a dragon groan faintly came, and it flew out in an instant, wanting to rush out of the stone workshop.

"Come down for me!"

Mo Ling had already prepared, his arm was in the form of King Kong, the speed was fast, he grabbed the cold light, and let it struggle, his arm did not shake in the slightest.

Finally, the vision dissipated, and the cold light in Mo Ling's hand was exposed to everyone's eyes.

This is a small sword, the whole body is dark, the cold light is cold, and the sword body is engraved with black gold lines, which is natural, like a black dragon swimming in it, lifelike.

"Dragon Black Gold!"

Li Yihei shouted, staring at the long sword in Mo Ling's hand, his eyes glazed, and muttered:

"Impossible, this can't be, this is dragon pattern black gold!"

The rest of the people were not slow to react and exclaimed one after another.

"Dragon pattern black gold, exclusive to the Emperor, this is a peerless material used to refine the Emperor's soldiers!"

"The dragon pattern black gold tripod of the Shaking Light Holy Land is made of it!"

"This is the real treasure ......"

“......”

The director of Daoyi Shifang reacted, with a heartache in his expression, and said to Mo Ling:

"Xiaoyou is willing to sell the dragon pattern black gold sword in his hand, and we will bid 300,000 jin yuan for the Holy Land!"

Mo Ling smiled, looked at it, and put away his sword.

"This sword suits me very well, I just lack a suitable weapon, don't buy it!"

After speaking, Mo Ling looked at Li Yihei and the old men again.

"How? I won this game! ”

Dragon pattern black gold, heaven and earth rhyme for a sword, intertwined debut and reason, such a treasure, priceless, not to mention a medicine king, even ten can't compare, Li Yihei can't say anything even if he is thick-skinned, he can only watch Mo Ling take the bet away.

The loss of the source is a small matter, but the loss of face is a big matter, Li Yihei, as the elder of the Disillusionment Palace, when has he ever lost such a big face, or in front of a milky hairy head.

Li Yihei was furious in his heart.

"Boy, do you dare to make a bet with the old man!"

Still coming?

Mo Ling looked at him with surprise in his eyes, this person didn't remember, and there was someone who came up to harvest for him? Where to find such a good thing, Mo Ling should do it on the spot.

Li Yihei turned to look at an old man and said solemnly:

"Brother Tuoba, your source technique is the highest here, please choose a primordial stone for me!"

Tuoba, one of the Yuan Wang family, has a source master in his ancestors, and his source technique is extremely exquisite, and he is a well-known existence in the entire source art world.

The old man nodded solemnly, and then began to search for the original stone.

Mo Ling shook his head, regardless of him, he chose another famous rough stone, the Flying Immortal in the Stone, 50,000 Jin Yuan.

Seeing Mo Ling so sloppy, Li Yihei couldn't help laughing and said sarcastically:

"Boy, do you really think that the expensive one must be good?"

"After a shit luck once, you thought it was destiny? It's ridiculous! ”