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    Master Mu's meaning was very clear, that is, he was sure that Fang Ling's three pieces would not be as good as his piece.

    Fang Ling smiled and said: "Since it is a bet, I naturally have to cut it before I am willing to accept it."

    Master Mu sneered, put away his grinding wheel, then slowly walked to his jade bench and closed his eyes. He just told a boy next to him: "Call me when the results come out."

    This posture is not only a posture of a sure victory, but also a look of disdain for the primeval stone cut by Fang Ling.

    Fang Ling ignored Master Mu's provocation, but casually handed a piece of Yuan Stone to the Golden Sword Sect monk standing next to him and said, "Please help me cut off this piece of raw stone."

    This time, what Fang Ling handed over was the largest piece of Dao Wen Yuan Stone, which Master Mu said had cracks and could not be cut into anything good.

    The Wind Element Double-Headed Eagle Dao Pattern Yuan Stone has just been cut out, which has greatly increased Master Mu's reputation. He has already commented on this Dao Pattern Yuan Stone, and many people are looking at this raw stone.  , all seem a bit boring.

    "Brother from the Golden Sword Sect, cut this rough stone faster. We will prepare to select the rough stone later, so don't waste time."

    "Master Jin has already said that it is a piece of waste stone, so why bring it here to disgrace it? In my opinion, let's change it to another piece!"

    "If you cut the three pieces together, they might not be worth a fraction of this two-headed condor. Why waste any time? Just take out all three!"

    These sounds were so messy that Yue Chongxiu frowned.  He glanced at Fang Ling and saw that there was no trace of panic in Fang Ling's expression.

    He nodded towards the junior brother who asked for his opinion.  Yue Chongxiu was sitting in his seat.

    The person who helped Fang Ling cut the rough stone was an ordinary Taoist from the Golden Sword Sect. He picked up the rough stone that Fang Ling handed him, and quickly placed the Taoist primeval stone on the grinding wheel that removed the stone skin, and followed him  Mana prompts.  The stone skin peeled off quickly.

    In just a moment, most of the stone skin took off, and a little green light began to emerge from the original stone.

    It¡¯s just that this green light is not too strong, unlike the cyan double-headed eagle just now.  There is no comparison at all.

    "Looking at the energy of the Dao pattern, it should be the Dao pattern of the wood system. I wonder what it could be inside?"

    "It's not going to get better, in the wood element. There are no top-level Dao patterns in the first place. Do you think there will be a blue dragon in it?"

    "Qinglong, if I can cut off a green snake, I think I would be grateful. I think it is very likely that what is cut out is a piece of grass."

    "The chopped green grass!"

    Various discussions made the surrounding area extremely lively.  And the Taoist from the Golden Sword Sect, who was not cutting very fast at first, became faster at this moment.

    Although he is only an entry-level player in stone gambling, he can still see it from the light.  There should be only one of the most common condensation-type Dao patterns in this rough stone.

    Not to mention that there is no way to compare with the double-headed eagle, even the ordinary eagle of the wind type is not on the same level.

    There is no need to waste time.

    Green light slowly enveloped the space on the highest floor of Wanjiantang, creating a breath of growth.  It filled many people with a sense of comfort.

    However, more people are shaking their heads.  The strength of the condensation pattern, most of the time.  This determines the light when the original stone is broken.

    Now, this huge rough stone has almost been broken into half, and the items inside have almost taken shape.

    "The maximum value is three thousand yuan stones!" A middle-aged monk said with certainty in his eyes.

    Three thousand yuan stones are a considerable amount of money for ordinary Taoists, but for these masters of stone gambling present, it is nothing.

    "According to the price that Brother Yue paid for the rough stone from Gambling Stone Shop, this rough stone can be considered a profit."

    This statement seems to be true, but the speaker's strange and strange manner when speaking really makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.

    What does it mean to make money?  Master Mu's double-headed wind eagle just now was estimated to be worth one million yuan stones!

    The price gap between three thousand and one million cannot be solved by talking.

    As another piece of stone fell to the ground, a shape finally appeared in the not-so-thick green light.

    A branch with four or five fallen leaves, a branch as thick as a finger, with a broken mark in the middle.

    rightFor the small Dharmakaya of the wood type, flowers and plants are basically not of much use and belong to the lowest level.

    "Under the flowers and grass, there are branches and leaves, especially the broken branches and leaves like now, which are of little value.

    "Brother Chen Dao, didn't you bid three thousand yuan stones just now? Now as long as you take out three thousand yuan stones, it will be yours."

    A joking voice sounded among the crowd at this time.  The Taoist who just valued this branch at three thousand yuan stones laughed dryly at this moment and said: "I'm not stupid, how could I buy this with three thousand yuan stones?"

    "Hehe, with just one sentence, I lost thousands of yuan stones. Although I don't care much about these thousands of yuan stones, I don't want to be taken advantage of."

    His self-deprecating words immediately made everyone around laugh.

    Listening to these discussions, Master Mu felt more and more comfortable. A broken branch is not worth a few yuan stones.

    Hehe, he has clearly judged that there is nothing good in that rough stone, but the boy still doesn't believe it. He really thinks that he has been wrong occasionally, and he is not a stone gambler?

    I really don¡¯t know how high the sky and the earth are!

    Just when Master Mu felt happy, the Taoist of the Golden Sword Sect who was responsible for cutting the original stone had stopped. At this time, in his hand, there was already a light green Taoist Primordial Stone.

    This Dao Wen Yuan Stone is overall light green, and you can see with the naked eye that there is a crack on the Dao Wen Yuan Stone.

    It is a very obvious crack, which stretches from one end of the original stone to the other. This kind of crack.  The price of this Dao Yuan Stone is a huge blow.

    And the branches and leaves inside the Dao Wen also look half-dead, which makes the price of the Dao Wen Yuan Stone drop a lot.

    "Senior Brother, Brother Fang. According to our estimation, this Dao Mark Essence Stone is only worth two thousand Dao Mark Essence Stones."

    Yue Chongxiu nodded and said to Fang Ling: "Brother Fang Dao, should we cut another Dao pattern elemental stone now?"

    "Don't be anxious." Fang Ling stood up from his seat and glanced at the stones scattered around the grinding wheel.  Then he said: "Brother Taoist, are you sure you have finished cutting my rough stone?"

    "Brother Fang, all of you colleagues were watching here just now. I have indeed finished cutting the elemental stone."

    While the Taoist was talking.  There was a trace of anger in his eyes and he said: "Does Brother Fang Dao think that I have hidden something good for Brother Fang?"

    As soon as these words came out, the originally warm atmosphere suddenly turned cold.

    If Fang Ling nodded and said yes, it would not only be an insult to this Taoist, but also a provocation to the entire Golden Sword Sect.  After all, this man was sent by the Golden Sword Sect, and he represented the entire Golden Sword Sect.

    Fang Ling looked around at the pairs of eyes glaring at him.  He smiled softly and said, "I certainly don't doubt Brother Tao's character."

    "The reason why I just asked Brother Dao if the cutting was completely done is because I was afraid that Brother Dao would forget something."

    Speaking of which.  Fang Ling stretched out his hand and picked out a walnut-sized rough stone from the pile of stones. He smiled and said to the angry Taoist: "Brother Taoist, you really haven't finished cutting it. Cut this stone into pieces."

    "Brother Fang Dao, if you are making fun of me, I won't forgive you." The Taoist glanced at the walnut-sized gravel and said coldly: "This is just a piece of gravel. Fang Ling had better throw it away himself.  "

    "Fang Ling, if you lose, you lose. If you should admit defeat, you should admit defeat. What do you mean by insisting on being so persistent?"

    "Yes, we are ashamed to be in the same company with people like you. Brother Yue Dao, I have always been easy to talk to, but this time, don't say that I don't give you face, Brother Yue. I really don't stand with this kind of people.  Interest between heaven and earth.¡±

    "Haha, it's really shameless. In a piece of Yuan Stone, there is at most one Taoist Yuan Stone. These are all rules. I'm ashamed to be associated with people who are messing around here."

    At this time, Yue Chongxiu's eyes had fallen on Fang Ling, but Fang Ling's expression was extremely indifferent.

    It was as if those cursing voices were not about him.

    With a frown, Yue Chongxiu said to the junior brother: "Junior brother, just cut Brother Fang's rough stone into pieces."

    Yue Chongxiu had great majesty in the Golden Sword Sect. Although the Taoist was extremely reluctant, he still obediently picked up the piece of gravel handed to him by Fang Ling.

    Master Mu, who was sitting on the jade stool with his eyes closed, said quietly at this moment: "Brother Taoist, please give him a cut."Let's go, it will save someone from having to fight back after losing.  "

    "I have never seen such a scoundrel!"

    Who is the scoundrel? It is naturally Fang Ling.  But Fang Ling didn't respond at all to Master Mu's sarcasm.

    He sat back on the jade stool, closed his eyes, and looked like he didn't care about anything outside him.

    The Taoist was still angry, so he picked up a piece of gravel the size of a walnut and started grinding it directly on the grinding wheel.  He was preparing to cut the gravel directly from the middle to avoid wasting any more effort.

    But at the moment when the grinding wheel cut out two layers of stone powder, the rolling green light instantly reflected the grinding wheel green.

    The entire Wanjiantang was suddenly enveloped in green light. In an instant, the green light rushed out of Wanjiantang and enveloped the entire mountain peak.

    The wood spiritual energy between heaven and earth, which had been suppressed by the Golden Sword Daoist Master, surged crazily at this moment, giving people a scene of the heaven and earth changing color.

    "What is this? Oh, there must be something terrible cut out of it. Otherwise, how could it be so weird?"

    "The color of heaven and earth has changed!"

    "Look, it's Dao Fruit, it's a Dao Fruit! Oh, I saw it right, it's really a Dao Fruit! I saw the Dao Fruit!"

    "It's the Tao Fruit, it's the real Tao Fruit. The value of this Tao Fruit, tsk tsk, this is the Tao Fruit that even Taoist Masters will be excited about!" (To be continued)

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