The Shengyuan Tower in the center of Wenxian City is the branch of the Shengyuan Society set up in the Ziyun Mine. It is also the largest stone gambling center. Some people sell stones here, some people gamble on stones here, and some people

Some people get rich overnight, but some people lose all their money.

There are legends circulating here about getting rich quickly, and there are also big bosses who lost nothing but their pants.

No matter you make or lose, Shengyuan will never lose.

"No, do we really want to go here? Just take it easy..."

Outside the Holy Yuan Tower, Hongli tugged at An Bulang's sleeves, looking a little nervous.

"Although you have a lot of money, don't make big bets without experience... Otherwise, no matter how much money you have, it won't be enough to defeat you... Let's simply experience it and then come out, okay?"

Hongli was very worried that An Bulang would bet on the stone. After all, there were too many things that happened to a big boss with a fortune of Ziyun Secret Mine who lost all his wealth in just one day. She was very afraid that An Bulang was one of them.

"Don't worry, I know it well!" An Bulang said cheerfully.

After saying that, he held the delicate and lovely Keya in his left hand, and his right hand was held by the charming Hongli, and walked into the gate of Shengyuan Tower with the steps of a big man.

Countless passers-by who wanted to gamble on stones cast envious glances at An Bulang.

With a beautiful woman by his side, a beautiful woman by his side, and a natural and calm demeanor, this is probably a real boss, right?!

There are nine floors in the Shengyuan Tower. Each time you go up a floor, the quality of the stone increases by one level.

The first one is a fish pond, with stones of all levels. It is bustling with people and big bosses gathered there.

Stone sellers and stone monks come and go here in an endless stream.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to bet on stones? You can own one of the stones here with fifty spirit stones, and the chance of finding the Ziyun secret mine is extremely high!" As soon as An Bulang appeared, some businessmen were eyeing him.

, trotted over enthusiastically and introduced his stone.

"Fellow Taoist, don't believe him. The stones here are recognized as good! Experts can tell at a glance whether they are worth it and whether they are good or not!"

"I'll sell you three hundred spirit stones for two hundred kilograms of black cocoon stone from Ziyun's secret mine. I've even had mine cores from the stones here before. Do you want it? You're about to get rich overnight!"

An old man with an immortal appearance in a Taoist robe pushed a large cart loaded with black cocoon ore. He was extremely impressive and forced his way past the businessman. He introduced An Bulang to An Bulang with a smile.

"I know this old man, his name is Qin Shou. Even though he has the most ore on the first floor, that's just an appearance. He talks a lot about running trains and bragging about his skills, but there are really not many good stones. Don't

Believe him." Hongli whispered in An Bulang's ear.

"Really?" An Bulang looked at a car of black cocooned stones, his pupils shrank slightly, a golden light flashed between his pupils, and the glazed golden pupils moved with all their strength.

The lines of the black cocoons of these stones are clearly impressed upon the eyes.

But like other monks, he was unable to use his pupil technique to penetrate the black cocoon and see the scene inside.

However, his glazed sun pupils are as clear as glazed glass, so he can naturally see other scenes that others cannot see, and perceive some things that others cannot.

But it’s not enough…

An Bulang's pupils flashed with countless information streams at the same time, as if billions of light particles were flashing in his pupils.

Tian Yan Technique, activate!

Use the power of heaven to evolve everything, and everything in the world is within your perception!

An Bulang pushed his perception to the extreme, captured all the external attributes of the black cocoon's skin, conducted high-speed analysis, and finally discovered something different...

"I want this, this, this, and this..." An Bulang clicked on the stones on the car one by one, and he ordered twenty yuan in one go.

Hongli was startled immediately, and she became anxious: "Hey, did you hear what I said? This person is a scammer. You don't spend a lot of money like this..."

Qin Shou was very excited on the side and said hurriedly: "Okay! Fellow Taoist, you have such a good sense. You have chosen stones that have a high probability of showing up in secret mines!"

Having said that, without waiting for An Bulang to regret it, he immediately called the management staff of the Holy Yuan Society to deliver and cut the stones. For an order of 6,000 spirit stones, even if he paid the 5% handling fee of the Holy Yuan Society, he would still have it.

Five thousand seven hundred spirit stones were earned. Thinking of this, Qin Shou's face turned into a chrysanthemum smile.

The businessman who was squeezed away by Qin Shou beat his chest and stamped his feet, knowing that An Bulang was a stupid man with a lot of money, but the opportunity was snatched away by that smelly old man. What a regret!

Anyone who cuts stones will attract a crowd of people watching and eating melons.

Not to mention that An Bulang bought twenty stones in one go, and was immediately surrounded by dozens of monks.

"Wow! This Lord is so brave, can he open so many rocks in one breath?" a monk asked.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, these stones don't look very good... Will he bet on stones?" A strong man from the demon tribe also shook his head, his face full of disdain.

"Didn't you see where he bought the stone from? That's Qin Shou! The pit out of the door! It is said that someone opened ten stones at his place not long ago, but in the end there was not even a drop of Ziyun Secret Mine.

!" An old man stroked his beard and sighed, looking at An Bulang like he was looking at a fool.

"The texture is rough, the color is dull, and the charm of the black cocoon is also mottled. Of the twenty stones, only five can barely be seen." A female cultivator who looked quite professional, raised her beautiful eyebrows, and lightly

He shook his head lightly and said, "Oh... some of our young people who have never seen the world must have come here to give money."

Hongli immediately became upset when she heard this: "We haven't cut the stone yet, what are you talking about?!"

Although she sympathized with An Bulang in her heart, he was bankrupt and was ridiculed by others for being a stupid money owner, but she couldn't bear to see others say such things about An Bulang.

The female cultivator did not flinch. She shook her head with a sneer and said, "I just respect the facts and tell the truth that everyone thinks. Why, there is no freedom of speech here anymore?"

"That's right! Murong Gui is a professional stone bettor. She is always very accurate in what she says, and she is not unreasonable!"

After the female cultivator finished speaking, several die-hard fans immediately echoed around her.

Apart from Hongli, the only one who could protect An Bulang was Qin Shou.

"What do you know? Although my ore may not look good, it contains big treasures!"

"These little friends are very discerning, so they chose our ore. This ore is a top-notch treasure that can produce ore cores! Have you forgotten what happened five years ago that shocked everyone? Humph!"

"Even if a good secret mine cannot be opened this time, I cannot blame this little friend, because he is a person who has pursuits and dreams and wants to open a mine core!"

Qin Shou had already agreed on the retreat route for An Bulang if he could not get out of the secret mine. This one-stop service attitude was very conscientious...

An Bulang was indifferent to this. He handed the spirit stone to Qin Shou and waited for the stone to be cut.

People from the Saint Yuan Hui came gracefully wearing gold and white white cloud robes, holding fluorescent silver knives in their hands. After collecting the handling fee, they started cutting stones on the spot.

Twenty stones are arranged together.

The male cultivator from the Saint Yuan Hui began professional stone cutting, cut the black cocoon, and neatly cut the stone in half. The result was that the inside was extremely dark, and it was just an ordinary stone.

The whole audience booed.

"Oh my god...the interior is dim and dull, with no energy fluctuations...there really isn't even a drop..."

“Qin Shou’s ore really deserves its reputation!”

"This is the first time I've seen such a tragic gambling stone..."

Some of the melon-eaters on the side exclaimed, some looked at An Bulang with sympathy, and quite a few couldn't help but laugh at An Bulang.

“What can’t you do with this money?”

"If the elders in the family knew that he was gambling like this, they would probably break one of his legs..."

Facing the cynicism of the crowd, An Bulang remained indifferent, stroking his chin and looking at the connection between the internal structure of the ore and the black cocoon.

"This is waste." The stone cutter of the Holy Yuan Society said.

An Bulang nodded: "Continue."

The stone cutter cut a second stone.

"scrap."

The third stone.

"scrap."

In this way, six stones were cut in succession, and they were all scraps.

The interior is dull and devoid of anything.

By this time, there were already bursts of boos in the audience.

Murong Gui kept shaking his head, with a faint smile on his face, as if this was indeed the case.

Many people looked at An Bulang with a bit of pity.

Hongli felt particularly distressed when she saw An Bulang being teased by everyone, but she couldn't say anything to comfort her. After all, it would be good if she won one of them, but she didn't seem to find any comfort in this.

Forget it, it’s not a bad thing to have a fierce fight here to help An Bulang kick his gambling addiction...

The only benefit Hongli can think of is this.

"Brother, come on!"

At this moment, a crisp and sweet voice sounded.

Keya held An Bulang's hand tightly and said crisply.

An Bulang looked at the girl next to him with some surprise, and found that the girl's big bright eyes were also looking at him. He said nervously but awkwardly: "Come on!"

She didn't know what happened, but people around her were laughing at An Bulang, which made her very unhappy, so she chose to give An Bulang some encouragement.

"Xiaoya is so good." An Bulang smiled gently and rubbed the girl's head.

It seemed that Keya's words had an effect.
To be continued...