Everyone present felt the wonderful energy fluctuations.

"The Gambling Saint has activated a new magical power?"

"I don't know why, this magical power makes my body feel so strange, particularly transparent and comfortable, and it even seems like my brain has become more flexible..."

"I feel the same way!"

"What kind of power is this?"

All the monks turned their attention to An Bulang, and saw the divine pattern on An Bulang's forehead. His eyes were full of wisdom and divinity, as if everything in the world could be seen clearly.

Sikong Ya, the master of the Holy Yuan Pagoda with extremely high vision, changed his face and exclaimed: "This is the power of wisdom!"

"The power of wisdom? Does wisdom have any specific power?" All the monks were at a loss.

"I wonder what your relationship is with the Cangling clan?" Sikong Ya looked at An Bulang and said respectfully.

An Bulang said calmly: "It doesn't matter."

Sikong Ya was startled, as if he was a little surprised, but the respectful look on his face did not diminish at all: "The power of wisdom is an extremely rare power, even for monks who have reached the realm, it is extremely difficult to master it. It is said that it is very close to the attributes of heaven.

The high-level power..."

The tower master's words made the monks around him suddenly realize. No wonder Sikong Ya was so shocked. Is this a power close to the attributes of heaven? Although I don't know what the use of this power is, the monks seem to worship An Bulang again.

deepened.

The girl wearing a bear hat also looked shocked, but she was not shocked that An Bulang had the power of wisdom, but was shocked by the power of An Bulang's wisdom!

She had seen the power of wisdom before, but she had never seen such a pure, so transparent, and even divine power of wisdom. It actually gave her the feeling of a god descending to the earth like a text and making all living beings understand.

Always afraid of comparison, An Bulang became so full of wisdom, which made the woman feel that she was not smart enough and was like a fool.

Eh, that's not right.

Am I not a fool to begin with?

The woman thought this at first, then shook her head, as if she wanted to throw this thought away: "Humph, you are the fool, and your whole family is fools!"

An Bulang ignored the people around him and concentrated on looking at the Ziyun Divine Stone in front of him.

After his Analytical Eye appeared, Ziyun Shenshi's indifferent goddess appearance began to change. She seemed to be attracted by the charm of his wisdom and started chatting with the boy.

Soon, the two parties became familiar with each other, and the goddess began to take off her glamorous coat.

An Bulang began to see the inside of the Ziyun Divine Stone.

A man with knowledge and wisdom is enough to make the goddesses put down their aloofness.

This is the power of wisdom!

If you bloom, the breeze will come.

An Bulang saw everything he wanted to see.

With a smile on his face, he began to capture the second Ziyun Divine Stone...

Time passed, and soon, he captured all the Ziyun Divine Stones.

Everyone was fascinated by the Ziyun Divine Stone, so An Bulang chose it.

"Crash!"

He suddenly took out a thousand kilograms of Ziyun secret mine.

"I want to buy this!"

An Bulang stretched out his hand and pointed at a purple cloud sacred stone that looked like a green stamen about to bloom.

One thousand kilograms of Ziyun Secret Mine is equivalent to two million spiritual stones.

As soon as An Bulang took action, everyone was shocked.

"Ah! Take action!"

"The Gambling Saint finally takes action!"

"Look what he bought?!"

All the monks looked very curiously at the Ziyun Divine Stone that An Bulang pointed to.

This sacred stone is more than three feet in diameter and is constantly rotating in the air. Green light is constantly being thrown out like raindrops, which is refreshing.

"Are you sure you want this pothos flower stone?" Sikong Ya's mouth twitched and he confirmed again.

"Yes!" An Bulang nodded without hesitation.

Sikong Ya never expected that after doubling the price, An Bulang would still buy it, and he looked like he had a chance to win. This made Sikong Ya always feel that he had already lost money before the stone was cut...

However, he had already let out his words and had no choice but to do it, so he had to put away the money and tell the stone cutter to prepare to start cutting stones.

"Lord Gambling Saint is mighty!"

"So what if two million spiritual stones are involved? Lord Gambler must make the Holy Yuan Tower suffer a loss of blood!"

Many monks share the same hatred of the enemy and regard the Holy Yuan Tower as their enemy.

An Bulang moved and directly took the Green Flower Stone in his hand.

"There's no need to cut the stone. I'll take it back and cut it myself." An Bulang put the pothos flower stone into the ring, and his voice echoed in the ninth floor.

Suddenly, the lively atmosphere around him became quiet.

Everyone looked at An Bulang in disbelief.

"Why... why do you have to go back and cut it? Can't you do it here?"

"That's right! Lord Gambler, you can't do this. Why don't you let us see your power?"

"Yes, yes! Let's see how the Saint Yuan Tower loses blood!"

Many monks were confused, and countless persuasion followed.

Are you kidding? They came here just waiting for the moment to cut the stone. Now that An Bulang suddenly said he won't cut it, what else are they going to eat?!

"But I bought the Pothos Flower Stone. It belongs to me now. I have the right to decide when to cut it." An Bulang said with a smile.

"Sage Gambling, you can't do this..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"You will drive your obsessive-compulsive disorder to death!!"

Countless monks still refused to give up.

Sikong Ya was also shocked by An Bulang's decision, and actually joined the army of persuasion: "Sage Gambling, they are following you all the way to protect you, why don't you just fulfill their wishes? Cut it open on the spot and let me

Sheng Yuan Pagoda can also clearly suffer losses."

He was also curious about what was inside this stone.

However, An Bulang still smiled: "I don't!"

All the monks: "..."

Sikong Ya: "..."

Damn it!

So irritating!!

Sikong Ya felt as uncomfortable as eating a cockroach at this moment.

An Bulang's way of gambling on stones was close to spiritualism. He was not sure what he could really see, and then he could buy the Ziyun Divine Stone, which could make huge profits. This made Sikong Ya feel that he had lost money, and the most important thing was that he

I still don’t know what I lost!!

It's as if a god came to your house and said to you in a mean way, "I took away something very important from you, but I won't tell you what I took away from you."

Obsessive-compulsive disorder will explode on the spot!!

Not to mention Sikong Ya couldn't bear it, even the mysterious woman wearing a bear hat couldn't bear it. She said in a very pleasant voice: "That... Gambling Saint... Why don't you just cut rocks here?"

, so that everyone can see your supreme stone gambling ability..."

An Bulang shook his head: "I don't need everyone to know anything. I have never been an exaggerated person."

"Let's go." An Bulang took Hongli and Keya and walked out.

Sikong Ya was anxious: "An Bulang, is this your revenge? You deliberately made me angry!!"

An Bulang rolled his eyes. If he really wanted to make him angry, then cutting the stone on the spot would be the most correct choice. It would definitely make him vomit blood.

Why?

Because this pothos flower stone is a top treasure.

The things inside are so precious that if they were to appear in the world, everyone around would be tempted to take action.

Although his experience in the Saint Yuan Tower seemed very frivolous and carefree, he always had a certain degree of control, and that degree was the bottom line of the Saint Yuan Tower. And once a shocking treasure appeared, he could not guarantee that the Saint Yuan Tower would be safe.

It will become bottomless.

This is also the reason why An Bulang chose to buy Buqie first.
To be continued...