An Bulang began to walk towards the sixth floor, walking with the wind and beautiful women embracing each other.

If Hongli hadn't been here to control the situation, I'm afraid there would have been countless beautiful female cultivators who would have thrown themselves into An Bulang's arms. Young and rich, with a bright future and an invincible existence, who wouldn't want to get close to him?

Not to mention women being tempted, even some men couldn't help but wink at An Bulang and get close to him.

An Bulang was indifferent to this. He only had Ziyun Secret Mine in his eyes. How could there be room for other coquettish bitches?

The ores on the sixth floor of the Saint Yuan Tower are no longer huge, but have all kinds of strange shapes. Some stones are convex like seahorses, some are flat like large pancakes, and some have six corners.

, some stones look like a roaring lion.

An Bulang walked to the sixth floor aggressively and found that the monks gambling on stones here were all very good in cultivation. They were either great monks in the Tianyuan Realm or powerful in the Divine Sea Realm. After all, everyone had a point in mind but no strength.

Those with financial resources would never gamble on stones on the sixth floor!

The vendors responsible for selling stones all exude powerful fluctuations. They are basically all powerful people in the Divine Sea Realm. There is even a young man with a kind smile who has a faint Taoist charm circulating around him, making him look particularly ethereal.

Out of the dust.

"Ancestor of the Jiang family, Jiang Yaoxing?!" Hongli exclaimed in a low voice the moment she saw the young man.

An Bulang looked slightly stern: "The ancestor of one of the three sects and six tribes actually sells mines here?"

He can sense the other party's cultivation level and ask for a realm!

This being who has already realized enlightenment turns out to be a stone seller, which is really surprising.

Hongli whispered: "The ore on the sixth floor is already the core ore in the Ziyun vein. The black cocoons here are extremely complex, and the probability of finding treasures inside is also very high, so the price is high."

"Jiang Yaoxing is a well-known mining fanatic and a model of making a fortune through mining. The Jiang family is so rich because this ancestor brought it up..."

Hearing this, An Bulang showed some respect to the young man.

It is not easy for people who can make a fortune through mining and make their entire family rich!

When these vendors saw An Bulang's appearance, they all looked at the young man with curiosity or a smile. None of their stalls were put away. Instead, they looked at An Bulang expectantly, as if they really hoped that An Bulang could

Buy their ore...

An Bulang saw an emotion in their eyes, that was confidence!

There are Tianyuan realm monks here looking at the stones, and there are Shenhai realm great masters carefully studying the stones. These traders don't care. You study yours and I sell mine, as if all the research of the other party is in vain.

"Miner Mo, that is An Bulang who is making a lot of noise down there." A strong-looking woman walked up to an old man in gold robes and whispered.

"Oh? I heard that his winning rate in stone gambling is very high?" The old man in golden robe looked at An Bulang's young face and said calmly.

"If it can be considered a win even if he makes no loss and no profit, then his winning rate is 100%," the woman replied.

The golden-robed old man's eyelids twitched when he heard this.

"Humph, it's just a bet on some low-level stones. Didn't our Mo Mine Masters kill the ore vendors on the floors below before? Moreover, our Mo Mine Masters can make steady money even on the sixth floor. This one is just starting out.

How can your little hairy head be compared?"

The old man's idiot fans gathered around him and started to boast.

"That's right, our Mo mine owners are the high-end stone gambling players!"

"An Bulang will definitely fail on the sixth floor!"

"Hmph, you still call yourself the Gambling Saint, and you don't even ask our Gambling King if he agrees!"

Mine Owner Mo also made a name for himself in the Shengyuan Tower, and was called the King of Gamblers by the monks who gambled on stones.

However, mine owner Mo has some crazy fans, and An Bulang's crazy fans are even more fanatical and cruel.

Some monks heard the heated discussion among the monks around Lord Mo, and they started to fight against each other unconvinced.

"You damn gambling king. How can we, the Gambling Saint, have the supreme honor of being recognized by your bullshit gambling king?"

"What gambling king? I've never heard of him! Does he have a 100% winning rate in stone gambling?"

"I think it's still possible. When he was young, he came to gamble once and accidentally won. Then he claimed that he had a 100% winning rate."

"Hahaha……"

"Forget it, they're just frogs in the well. Those who don't know are not guilty. Let's not laugh at them. They haven't witnessed it with their own eyes and don't know how terrifying our gambling saint is!"

All the monks were discussing and laughing. If they had seen An Bulang gambling on stones, they would not have said such arrogant and ignorant words.

An Bulang was not interested in these talkative guys. He saw that the vendors around him didn't even try to avoid him, and his smile became even wider.

The ore traders smiled at him, as if they were laughing at him for overestimating his abilities.

He also smiled at the vendors, as happy as a child.

An Bulang didn't show any anger at all. The more the vendors looked down on him, the happier he was!

Because this means that the traders will not run away, but will sell the ore to him!

Mine owner Mo walked towards An Bulang with a faint smile on his face: "Hahaha, my Excellency, Mo Longfei... I have long heard of the name Daozi of Bai Ling Empire Academy. When I saw him today, he is indeed well-deserved."

"Fellow Taoist Mo Longfei, nice to meet you, nice to meet you." An Bulang responded with a smile.

As he spoke, he looked towards the surrounding stone mines.

Mine Owner Mo said, "I wonder, where did my fellow Taoist learn his stone gambling skills from?"

"I learned from Yang Yang," An Bulang said.

Mine owner Mo: "???"

The old man's smile disappeared, and he found that the young man in front of him didn't take him seriously at all. After he finished speaking, his eyes turned to the surrounding ores, and he didn't know how to respect people at all.

"How much does this stone mine cost?" An Bulang took a fancy to a stone mine that looked like a turtle.

"Ten thousand spiritual stones." The vendor said calmly.

Chen Yu, the elder of Shengyuan Pagoda, had no expression on his face when he heard this. This is the price recognized by Shengyuan Pagoda. The average price on the sixth floor is about 10,000 spirit stones. These vendors do not raise prices or close stalls. They treat An Bulang as an ordinary person.

, this is the confidence of top merchants.

A wealthy merchant even touched his belly with one hand and looked at An Bulang with a smile on his face, as if he was waiting for An Bulang to change from a gambling saint to a gambler, gambling directly to bankruptcy on the sixth floor.

"Ten thousand spirit stones... Then I want this, this, and this..." An Bulang actually ordered five more ores in a row, shocking the vendors on the side.

"Tsk...so rich..."

"Haha, I'm afraid I'll cry when I drive it out."

Mine owner Mo also walked over and said in a deep voice: "Young man, don't be too impatient when choosing stones... You have only been here for a short time and you have already started buying stones. Do you really think that you have always been lucky?"

An Bulang didn't care about the other party, paid the money and bought it directly!

"You...!" Seeing that An Bulang turned a deaf ear to his words, mine owner Mo was a little angry and said, "You will regret it! I have also studied this stone. Look at this pattern, it is completely unable to condense the mountains and terrain.

, look at the potential energy of this black cocoon of ore, blocking out the power of the stars..."

"Does this look like it contains rich Ziyun secret ore? The shape of this stone is still the turtle back shape of seven stars colliding. Nine out of ten ores are useless..."

Mine owner Mo's analysis was as fierce as a tiger's, which frightened the people around him.

Some of Hongli, who had a strong foundation in stone gambling, were shaken by what he said. He looked at the young man beside him and said, "I always feel that what he said makes sense... Why don't you think about it again?"

An Bulang smiled and said, "Don't worry about him, just open the stone and you will know!"

The black cocoons of these stones are indeed very difficult to tangle. An Bulang releases the flying spirit effect of the glazed golden eyes and has to watch them for a full minute before he can establish original communication with the black cocoons.

However, from the perspective of mine owner Mo, this speed can only be described as incredible.

"I really don't understand, how do you pick the ore? What can you analyze so quickly?" Mine owner Mo looked puzzled at the side, "Tell me, if you look at these stones, you can get

What’s the conclusion?”

An Bulang pointed at each stone and said: "This stone has about 18 kilograms of secret ore, this stone has about 21 kilograms of secret ore, this stone is even more powerful, it has..."

"Wait a minute!" Mine Owner Mo stared at the boy in white with shock, "You... can you come to this conclusion after looking at the stone for a few minutes?"

Ordinary stone gambling monks analyze the black cocoon, the potential energy, and at most analyze the aura and energy composition, and then speculate on the content of the Ziyun secret mineral.

As a result, the product in front of me actually directly stated the specific numerical content?!

It's like a person is in the process of solving a problem and writing it, but An Bulang skips the steps and writes the answer directly!!

Damn it? Are you sure you’re not cheating?!

"How did you do this?" Mine owner Mo couldn't believe it.

"Look with your eyes, Black Cocoon will tell you the answer." An Bulang said.

Mine owner Mo: "???"

What the hell?

Are we betting on the same stone?

An Bulang stopped talking nonsense with the mine owner Mo and continued to choose and buy ores.

Soon we arrived in front of Jiang Yaoxing's stall.

Jiang Yaoxing smiled lightly and said, "Little friend An Bulang, do you have the ore you need?"

"How much?" An Bulang asked.
To be continued...