I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Fortunately, these monks are gambling ghosts. They thought for a while and thought that the woman was right, or that gambling was more attractive, so they turned their eyes to An Bulang.

An Bulang glanced at the woman in the silver-and-white patterned dragon robe. She was a little surprised that the woman could accurately perceive the disturbing nature of the soul. There were two brushes.

And An Bulang found that he did not use magical powers, but he could not perceive the other party's cultivation behavior.

But... asked the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Fairy City, he didn't care.

"No wave, can you see through these stones?"

Hongli was a little uneasy. She found that these stones were not at the same level as the stones downstairs.

No wonder the elder Shengyuan Tower on the eighth floor did not have a flustered look on his face, as if there was some kind of expectation faintly, expecting Anbulang to bet on stone failure, and spit out what he earned downstairs on this floor!

"Relax, I won't do things I'm not sure about." An Bulang smiled softly.

Hongli looked at the teenager in front of her and nodded seriously. She believed An Bulang!

Some monks dared not look at the stone, so they turned their attention to An Bulang.

On the eighth floor, the big brothers of Shenhai Realm also looked at the young man. They were very curious. What is the real skill of this gambler sought after by other monks.

One hundred and fifty-two strange ores.

An Bulang currently has only seven spirit stones to buy.

But he was not in a hurry to exchange spirit stones, because he still does not know if there are more than seven ores worth buying.

Not only must he determine whether there is a Ziyun secret mine, but also the level of the core in it.

If there is a Ziyun secret mine and the volume of the ore is too small, even if the inside of the stone is a Ziyun secret mine, An Bulang is also blood loss. If it is a fan-level ore core, if it is a more ordinary fan-level ore core, then An Bulang can only be regarded as not losing money.

If you really want to make a profit, you can only open a tiger-level mine core!

In this way, this stone bet is actually very difficult!

The golden eyes of An Bulang's double pupils flashed, and Liu Liyang's power was released. However, this time, the black cocoon gave him very little feedback, as if the black cocoon that would ventilate before, now became stuttering, even changing It became dumb.

His flying spirit-level Liu Liyang pupil actually encountered obstacles!

An Bulang's eyes narrowed slightly and became more serious.

Since the flashing Liuliyang pupil is not good, then... Liuliyang pupil, completely released!

The young pupil's eyes suddenly became the color of pure gold, and a thorough and fluctuating wave began to appear. There is the light of the rising sun shining on the world, and the phantom of Jinwu seems to possess the soul, dancing lightly and encircling the whole body!

Everyone was shocked by this change of An Bulang and exclaimed.

"Good pure Yang's power!"

"Is this the magic of gambling?"

"Golden pupil! What a beautiful golden pupil!!!"

"His... what kind of beast is that, I seem to feel the infinite light on it..."

"That's the legendary beast... Jinwu!"

Jiang Yaoxing, the ancestor of Jiang's family, couldn't keep his composure.

"It's you, the man who set off the fireworks." the veiled woman exclaimed.

An Bulang glanced at the woman with some doubt: "Fireworks? What fireworks?"

"Uh..." The woman was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Her eyes met An Bulang's double pupils. At that moment, all thoughts in her heart disappeared, and only one thought echoed in her mind: What a beautiful eye!

It's like two rounds of pure yet unburning sunrise.

It contains infinite vitality and aura.

The woman was a little addicted and could not bear to remove her eyes.

Unfortunately, An Bulang was too lazy to stare at her for so long. After only a glance, he turned to look at the stone in front of him.

"Hey..." the woman whispered and couldn't help walking towards An Bulang.

However, when I got closer and didn't know what to say, I had to follow An Bulang and look at the stone.

Now everyone knows that An Bulang is real, and he can't help being nervous.

An Bulang's double pupils are pure gold like glazed glass, staring at the strange ore wrapped in black cocoons in front of him, and the black cocoons who are dizzy at the first sight of ordinary monks, but he seems to be unaffected, and can stare for a long time.

After a quarter of an hour, An Bulang did not look away even for a moment, as if he was seriously analyzing what was being communicated, and did not score at all.

This scene shocked the monks of Shenhai Realm who were originally on the eighth floor.

"It seems this gambler has some skills..."

"Yes, we have to take a break after watching the stone for a while. He can last so long."

"I don't know if he sees anything."

Some monks did not look at the stone, but turned to An Bulang.

The same is true for Hongli. She looked at the stone intently, trying to find clues for An Bulang, but after a serious look, she was stunned by the colorful black on the surface of the ore.

She had to turn her eyes to An Bulang and wash her eyes.

Hongli looked at An Bulang's serious look, looked at the teenager's face, and her beautifully ridiculous eyes. Suddenly, she thought that the teenager was much better than stone. Why did she just think about the stone just now?

Isn’t it good to watch the waves?

An Bulang didn't know how many people stared at him, he just wanted to see the stone.

Unleashing the magical power of Liuli Jintong and the powerful spirit of the unity of the gods and flesh, let him get great resistance to the interference of the ore gods.

The black cocoon of the ore, under his full magical power, changed from dumb to stuttering, able to collect some information intermittently, but the progress is very slow.

One hundred and fifty-two stones, if you want to watch all of them, the time it takes may be several times more than that of reading more than a thousand pieces of ore on the seventh floor!

But all this is worth it.

After all, there is no money to make money, bastard!

An Bulang is making money. Isn’t it right to spend more time?

"Here, take it out for me first, and I want to buy it!" An Bulang took a fancy to a 500-kilogram ore like a giant tiger, and said lightly.

Hongli immediately took the initiative to move the giant tiger ore over to prevent others from going first.

"No, this ore sinks in darkness, lacks spiritual charm, and the undercurrent branch is the principle of the Jiuyi Earth Circle of the East Pole, and there is no star-moon induction. Obviously it is not a skin that can produce a spiritual core." A veiled side The woman analyzed it with a very beautiful voice.

An Bulang looked at the woman beside him with some surprise.

"Why..." The woman's face as thin as Qiu Xue was slightly reddish, her waist straightened, and her voice was crisp, "Am I wrong?"

An Bulang smiled: "Silly girl, you are right."

"You... then why are you still cursing people?!" The woman's extremely beautiful eyes widened, a little angry.

No one has ever called her silly since childhood.

"You said that there is no spirit core in the ore, but you see how heavy it is? The Ziyun secret mine of more than five hundred pounds, I bought it with two hundred thousand spirit stones, is it not fragrant?"

"This..." The woman was speechless.

This stone is a rare giant ore, but she ignored it. If there is really more than 500 kilograms of Ziyun mystery inside the stone, then Anbulang is bound to make a lot of money.

An Bulang smiled softly and said, "So... I said you are a silly girl, don't you have any opinion?"

"No..." The woman's upset chest shivered and was very angry. She exhausted her vocabulary and scolded: "You are stupid! You are stupid!!!"

No one dared to scold her in front of her, the woman shivered with anger.

An Bulang didn't care about pouting his lips, too lazy to argue with this woman, and continued to look at his stone.

Look at each stone carefully, listening carefully to the black cocoon's voice.

"He's so fast..."

"Can you really see something like this?"

"We have seen a few stones for a month, but we haven't seen a few stones. How long has it been for him, and he has seen more than twenty in less than one hour...

Shen Haijing, a master of stone betting, talked in a low voice.

An Bulang's gaze moved from a small, ornate, cup-like ore, which apparently excluded the ore from the purchase list.

A woman wearing a silver-and-white dragon robe seemed to want to show her ability, pointing to the cup of ore: "This ore is in the trend of gathering stars and moons, dark and dark, the spirit is restrained but vast, obviously there is Very high concentration of energy, it has ore core!"

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The woman's eyes became as bright as the pale golden moonlight, with a dark black vertical pupil in the middle, which seemed extremely mysterious.

"Did you look away? I'm not stupid, you're stupid!"

She pointed out the strangeness of the ore, which seemed to prove that An Bulang was stupid than her.

An Bulang laughed directly: "Haha, you are really interesting. Do you have to buy a nuclear core?"

"Silly girl, the inner core of this stone is only about an inch in diameter. It is the most inferior core. I bought it for 200,000 spirit stones. I lost money! What is the loss, why should I buy it?!"

The woman's eyes widened: "You...you...you curse again!"

"The money-losing business is still done. If you are stupid, what's wrong?" An Bulang asked.

"You...you...you are stupid!" The woman's eyes were red.

She felt as if she couldn't refute An Bulang and was so choked that she couldn't speak.

Is she really a fool?

Do not! There is still room for resistance! !

"How do you know that this mine is only about an inch away? I can't see it!" the woman questioned.

"I can see it and get it. You can't see it is your dish." An Bulang said.

"You...I don't believe it!"

Unexpectedly, after being said to be stupid, some people even said that she was cooking.

"Do you believe it or not."

An Bulang was too lazy to argue with the other party and continue to look at other ores.

If he hadn't seen the woman's skills, he couldn't do it, so he was too lazy to care about the woman.

The woman was more and more mad at the side, the more missed her thoughts became, the more she seemed to have entered a dead end. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she gave her a flash of caution, and the twenty best spirit stones snapped on the table.

She pointed to the cup-shaped ore: "I bought this ore."

"Cut me!!"