Chapter 506： Chose

{} Chapter 506 Stone Selection

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506 Chapter Chosen Stone

Within the Langxie Gambling Stone Workshop, there are many bright colors and bright lights, and the aura is like a cloud of smoke. {}

Under Zitong's glance, the situation inside this giant woolen material was in front of Feng Hao.

In the middle, there are five clusters of light, but three clusters are rather dim, and there are four clusters on the left, but only one cluster is richer.

"Is there only three Wujings?"

Feng Hao's eyes narrowed, sweeping through the nine clusters in the wool and looking at the degree of aggregation, it was determined that only three clusters should be true, that is, there were only three martial crystals in this wool Compared to its own list price, that's really quite different.

The three pieces of Wujing are only 1.5 million gold coins, and the price of this piece of wool is already as high as 5.3 million. By contrast, it is obvious.

However, Feng Hao's gaze was not on the nine radiances, but he kept staring at the small corner on the right.

There are small holes like quicksand all around, all of them penetrate and leak, but there is only a good place in the middle of these sand holes. Under the attention of Zitong, Feng Hao Seeing a dim glimmer of light flashing inside.

"Not like spirit iron."

Feng Hao narrowed his eyes, which was the flash of gloom, that attracted him. At this moment, he couldn't tell what was inside.

However, in this glimmer of light, Feng Hao felt a hint of tremor that made him tremble. It was extremely fierce and devouring and killing, as if there was a peerless creature.

"What the **** is it?"

Feng Hao was puzzled.

When he put his hand on that place, the small ball in his arms didn't give a hint. Obviously, what was in it was not Wu Jing, nor Ling Iron, nor was it Ling Jing.

However, Feng Hao felt that there were extraordinary things in it, but he could not make a precise judgment.

Because sometimes the faint faintness is absent, and if there is an urgent electricity, if it is not purple pupil, ordinary pupil technique, I am afraid that it will not catch its existence at all.

For a while, Feng Hao couldn't make a choice, because if he chose this huge piece, he would only have 4.7 million gold coins left.

"Master, this is a honeycomb stone!"

The enchanting woman next to Feng Hao saw him standing in front of the boulder, hesitant, and kindly reminded him, her voice was charming and moving.

"Honeycomb?"

Feng Hao was a little surprised and didn't understand the meaning, just listening to the name should not be a good material, and its price also confirmed this.

Looking at the flashing light again, Feng Hao gritted his teeth and said to the enchanting woman, "I'll choose this one, please help me record!"

"This..."

The woman obviously did not expect it. After reminding herself, Feng Hao still insisted on choosing this honeycomb stone that has been left in the gambling stone workshop for hundreds of years. However, her good service attitude made her react quickly. , Yingying smiled, exhaling aroma, "OK!"

After recording, she put the wool into the ring.

Someone noticed the move here, and everyone looked at it with a stunned look.

Honeycomb stones, as the name suggests, are like bee stings and are full of holes. If they are small honeycomb stones, they can directly be named waste materials like coke stones, and such giant honeycomb stones can contain several martial stones.

"He actually chose a honeycomb stone!"

One could not help whispering an exclamation, and some people around saw the woman putting the giant honeycomb stone that had been placed in the ring for hundreds of years.

"No, right? That kind of waste is also chosen? I remember one of the heavenly masters took a look, then shook his head and left. Even the heavenly masters thought it was waste. He dare to choose?"

"Looks like he's losing, 700,000 Wujings are going to simmer!"

"Funny luck. Does he want to fire a phantom in the honeycomb?"

The whispering of others' discussions attracted the attention of the prefecture-level masters, and they cast their sarcasm in the wind.

It's too much for one's own help. The big stone is a waste identified by the heavenly master, otherwise it will not be placed there for hundreds of years and no one will move.

The slender thin eyebrows also froze together while watching the scene where Liu Ruxian saw Feng Hao.

Obviously, she didn't understand why Feng Hao did it.

"Is it a deliberate selection of scrap?"

She did not doubt Feng Hao's strength. After her young pupil was injured, she knew that this handsome man would stand at the peak of the entire Aishi Realm in the future!

"There are 4.7 million gold coins ..."

Feng Hao ignored the words around him, sinking in Shen Shen, Zitong lit up again, and he began to search again.

He was betting, betting on the gloom, or it was empty, or there must be something strange in it!

Isn't gambling a stone?

It can be said that in this Langxie gambling stone workshop, almost all the large and small pieces of wool are screened by the masters of the various phases of the stone, and they can really be identified, or they can be opened directly to the Langxian Holy Land. Or, put in this gambling house, mark a higher price than the possessions for these gamblers to gamble.

Of course, there will be omissions. After all, even the masters of the heavenly phase can not be 100% sure of the reality of wool.

In the medium wool area, Feng Hao walked a small circle, but found no unusual wool, swept all the way, the small ball did not remind him of the existence of Ling Jing.

"If you can choose a superb spirit iron, you can at least break into the top five!"

Thinking, Feng Hao is paying attention to the solid wool, which is swept one by one, either the price is too high, or the inside is just an ordinary spirit iron, which makes him a little bit discouraged.

Within ten million gold coins, it is almost difficult to find a piece of wool that contains the best spirit iron. Therefore, Feng Hao can only drop the requirements one by one.

"what?"

Feng Hao stopped next to a round piece of wool like a millstone.

The price of this piece of wool is only 2.8 million yuan, but it is about the size of a washbasin. Throughout its body, there are faint green ripples.

The purple pupil shone and penetrated everything.

"Good quality wood iron!"

After some careful observation, Feng Hao had a grasp of about 70% of what was contained in the wool.

This must be a piece of wood-like spirit iron. Although it is very small, the grade is very high. If it is really good, the value will be worth nearly 10 million gold coins. ~

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