Almost everyone in the audience was shocked by this purple light.

Countless monks came from all directions.

Everyone was shocked and amazed.

"Oh my god! Is this the core of the mine?"

"With such a powerful purple light, the quality of the mineral core is not very low! My mother, how come his luck is so good?!"

The onlookers were shocked.

Hongli also opened her little cherry mouth wide, her beautiful face full of surprise, and watched intently as the stone cutter took out the core of the stone.

"A mortal grade mine core." The stone cutter, who had always looked calm, now had a change in his expression. He handed the mine core to An Bulang's hand and said with a smile on his face, "Congratulations!"

An Bulang smiled in return and put the core of the mine into Najie. It was a calm and calm scene.

"Laugh! You guys keep laughing! Look what that is, it's a mine core!!" Hongli straightened her back and turned coldly to the surrounding monks, glaring at the ones who had ridiculed the most before.

Those monks didn't dare to speak at this time, their faces were all hot and they looked elsewhere. Some even couldn't bear Hongli's powerful momentum and left in a hurry.

Those who had previously laughed at An Bulang for being a prodigal could not even utter a word.

The value of a mine core, even the worst mine core, is worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones. An Bulang can earn tens of thousands by investing a few thousand. What is it if it's not blood profit?

"Hmph... I don't know what kind of bad luck I got, but I actually got the mine core..." Murong Gui felt like he was slapped in the face, but he still said it stiffly, with a rather sour tone.

"Is it difficult to admit that others are good? My brother has a unique eye and sees everything. What do you know if you are blind?" Hongli glanced at Murong Gui coldly and said tit for tat.

"That's right! Now everyone has seen it, right? There is really an ore core in my stone! Look, you are still slandering the quality of my ore. Can the ore core be produced if the quality is not high?!" Qin Shou also shouted at the side.

He sold thousands of spiritual stones for a mine core, and his heart ached as if it was bleeding.

But he must endure the pain, turn it into strength, and continue to promote his ore.

It has to be said that Qin Shou's operation was really effective. Some stone-betting monks were jealous and were already ready to take a gamble.

Some of the people who had ridiculed An Bulang before were already ashamed, while others thought that An Bulang was just a blind cat who hit a dead mouse, and his luck just exploded. After all, the tragic situation of the first seven stones did not prove that An Bulang

Isn’t there something wrong with having a wandering eye?

The crowd of onlookers has grown, and the young man has unknowingly become the protagonist of the whole scene.

An Bulang looked extremely calm and said, "Continue."

"Look, the stone below is definitely still waste. He was just lucky." Murong Gui crossed her arms and raised her pointed chin, as if she wanted to regain her authority, and spoke in a calm tone.

The stone cutter cuts the ninth stone.

Suddenly a purple brilliance appeared, and the inside of the stone was a gleaming purple brilliance!

hiss……

Everyone took another deep breath.

Such pure Ziyun secret mineral!

And it’s a big piece!!

The stone cutter was in a daze. After being stunned for a moment, he skillfully separated the Ziyun Secret Mine in the stone, separated a large piece of Ziyun Secret Mine, and handed it to An Bulang.

"Congratulations, I got ten catties and eight taels of secret mine!"

The stone cutter smiled and congratulated.

Another big wave of money!!

"How can this be……"

"Oh my god! Ten kilograms! I could dig a hundred stones and I couldn't find that much!"

"Another wave of sudden wealth...so powerful!"

"Could it be that he really knows how to bet on stones?"

"How could he be so powerful!?"

Countless onlookers cast envious glances at An Bulang.

The stone cutter cuts the tenth stone.

More than three kilograms of Ziyun secret mine was cut out!

The eleventh stone cut out more than five kilograms of Ziyun Secret Mine!

Cutting stones again and again caused a sensation in the whole place.

Countless monks were shocked.

If you say it once, it might be luck.

So what happened to the Ziyun secret mines with extremely high content that exploded one after another?

This cannot be explained by luck at all, but by complete strength!

Some of the monks who had previously said that An Bulang relied solely on luck were now so ashamed that they were ashamed of themselves.

Hongli was even more like a hen that had won the field. She kept clucking at Murong Gui, "How is it? Do you have anything else to say now? By luck? How many bets are as high as this for me?"

The Ziyun Secret Mine with high content comes out!”

"Haha! I am so short-sighted that I still have the nerve to slander my brother!"

"Go away! How can you be a professional stone gambler? Sister, I can play better than you!!"

Hongli crossed her slender waist and cursed heartily.

Although she was spitting out fragrance, she couldn't help but her appearance was so beautiful that the monks around her didn't feel disgusted at all. Some even couldn't help but help and sprayed Murong Gui together. There were even some who had helped Murong Gui before.

The monks who spoke also changed their camps at this moment.

This really means that as long as the villain looks good, his outlook will follow his facial features.

Surrendering to the enemy is a matter of minutes.

Murong Gui was so angry that his face was livid, but he was speechless.

The stone cutter continues to cut stones.

The last six stones were finally no longer so good. Four were scraps and two were ordinary materials less than one tael. But when it came to the last three stones, they exploded again, and several kilograms of Ziyun Secret were cut out.

mine!

Calculating the total, An Bulang made more than 30 kilograms of Ziyun secret mine and an ordinary mine core from this round of gambling on stones, and this was only at the cost of several thousand spirit stones. It can be said that

Make big money!

The people watching around were shocked.

There is no doubt that An Bulang has become the biggest winner in the audience and the most handsome boy in the audience.

Compared to the shock and envy of the people around him, he actually put more than thirty kilograms of Ziyun Secret Mine into the Najie calmly. This scene seemed even more unfathomable in the eyes of other monks.

"Is this the young hero of the big family?"

"Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, and be calm and calm in the face of huge benefits. This kind of mentality is difficult for even the most talented people to possess..."

"He is so handsome...especially his expression when he was collecting the secret mine, his deep eyes, and his light and easy movements, I was really fascinated..."

There were also female nuns who started to become nymphomaniacs on the sidelines.

They wanted to get close to An Bulang, but when they saw the beautiful woman in red dress next to An Bulang, they retreated a little humbly.

"Look, I said my brother is the most powerful!" Keya said with a smile.

She looked at the sudden change in the style of everyone, and raised her head happily and proudly, feeling very proud.

"Look, who else is talking about my Qin Shou's ore pit? Please stand up for me. My Qin Shou's ore is obviously so good!" Qin Shou was standing aside, his heart hurting as if it was about to burst, and he yelled with tears in his eyes.

I don’t know whether it was because I successfully cleared my grievances that I cried excitedly, or whether I was frightened by the high output of my ore. In short, I couldn’t stop crying...

Damn it, if I had known earlier I would have cut it myself!!

"Brother An, you are so awesome. It turns out you really know how to bet on stones."

Hongli cast an admiring look at An Bulang. She didn't really believe in An Bulang before, and was afraid that An Bulang would risk everything and lose everything. But everything that happened now made her distrust An Bulang.

Worship has reached another level.

"Generally speaking, there is actually a certain amount of luck..."

An Bulang shook his head and sighed melancholy.

Seeing the young man's appearance, the people around him immediately sighed with emotion at his low-keyness and humility.

Look at what it means to be a boss. A boss is someone who, after making some earth-shattering achievements, still remains humble and regards his strength as luck!

"Let's go." An Bulang took Hongli's soft little hand and walked towards the door of Shengyuan Tower.

"Hey? Don't you want to continue betting on stones?" Hongli's beautiful eyes widened, with confusion and reluctance on her face.

She still wanted to see An Bulang killing everyone in this fish pond.

"I'll give it up when it's good," An Bulang replied.
To be continued...