"It is worthy of being treasured by Yuchuan Pavilion. The quality of these immortal sources is simply the best among the best!"
"It's very expensive at first glance, so I probably can't afford it."
Everyone was like a gambler seeing a bargaining chip, and like a hooligan seeing a yellow-flowered daughter.
There were greed in their eyes. At some point, the attraction of these immortal sources to them may be even better than martial arts and magic!
"The second prince and the ninth prince, according to the agreement between the two, I will be the intermediary this time."
Tong Baizhou smiled and said, "The rule is that each side will choose one immortal source until ten are in order, and then they will start gambling on stones. As for who will choose first, please decide for yourself."
"Second brother, why don't you let me choose first?"
Gan Jiuye smiled.
Gan Feng shook his head gently: "There is no such rule. Whoever chooses first can just draw lots."
The two of them refused to give in. Seeing this, Tong Baizhou immediately asked someone to prepare a lot of equipment.
During this period, Master Wu had begun to carefully appreciate the immortal source.
The eyes of the monks around him were also circulating on the immortal source, and he sighed from time to time.
"Luckily, I caught up!"
A group of Fang's children suddenly rushed into Yuchuan Pavilion, which contained large houses, second houses, third houses, and fourth houses.
Seeing that the gambling stone had not started, Fang Hao immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's Master Wu next to the second prince. He is already savoring the immortal source. Why is Fang Chen not moving?"
"He can't see his eyes, can't he really have to listen to the sound and distinguish the stone?"
"Fang Chen, do you want to come forward and take a look?"
Fang Jue whispered.
Fang Chen did not move and had no reaction.
A hint of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Fang Jue's face.
Master Wu, who was tasting the immortal source, turned around and looked at Fang Chen, and the sarcasm on his face became stronger and stronger.
How can a guy who plays with Xianyuan by relying on his luck know how to appreciate Xianyuan's quality?
At the same time, Fang Chen's soul stood in front of hundreds of immortal sources.
He only has ten chances, or nine times, and he can't exhaust his soul.
Compared with the Master Wu in front of him, Fang Chen has no advantage, and the other party’s research on immortal sources is indeed quite good.
Although Fang Chen has the advantage of spiritual soul and can understand the internal situation of the Immortal Source, he only has nine chances.
"If you like two or three, if you don't have any information, you will be unlucky."
Fang Chen smiled.
He had no promise to win this gambling for the other party. He came here today to find an opportunity to get along with Tong Baizhou.
By the way, let’s see if the rest of the people in Yuchuan Pavilion are monks of the Blood Spirit Sect.
Since Tong Baizhou is the young boss, there is naturally a big boss. This person has never appeared, and it is probably the Golden Pill.
Jue Wudi glanced at Fang Chen, and suddenly his lips moved slightly, sending a voice to Gan Feng:
"Second Prince, this Fang Chen earned tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones some time ago. Why not take this opportunity to bet with him?"
Gan Feng's eyes lit up and he immediately rushed to Gan Jiuye and said with a smile: "Brother Ninth, I am the only bet with you today, which is too monotonous."
"Second brother, what else do you want?"
Gan Jiuye said lightly.
"I want to add some lottery, how about betting with this Master Fang?"
Gan Feng said with a smile.
Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they subconsciously looked at Fang Chen.
Gan Jiuye's eyes moved. If Fang Chen also participated in this bet, it would be good for him.
but……
This was originally a matter between him and Ganfeng, so there was no reason to drag outsiders into the water.
Thinking of this, Gan Jiuye shook his head and refused: "Master Fang is just asking me to help Zhangyan, and he is not involved in this gambling stone."
Fang Jue breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.
"Ninth brother, Master Fang never spoke, so you refused for him. How could you know if Master Fang wants to bet on this game with me?"
Gan Feng looked at Fang Chen with a smile on his face.
Fang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, "How to bet?"
"It's very simple, just add some bets. What does Master Fang think?"
Gan Feng said with a smile.
Fang Lingxing frowned slightly, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Jue Wudi with his eyes.
"Brother Jue, Fang Chen is destined to not get the 10,000 low-grade spirit stones. If he bet with the second prince, he will not be able to get the spirit stones to deliver them if he loses."
Fang Lingxing sent a voice transmission.
Jue Wudi: "In this way, how could the second prince let him go?"
Fang Lingxing's expression suddenly became strange. If Fang Chen could not give the bet, he would be chased and beaten by the second prince, and it would be difficult to gain a foothold in the imperial capital.
"Is it good to kill someone by borrowing a knife?"
Fang Lingxing thought something.
"I don't know how big the second prince plans to bet."
Fang Chen smiled.
Fang Jue quickly sent a message: "Fang Chen, I'm not sure, don't agree."
Gan Jiuye didn't say anything. Since Fang Chen had the intention, he was happy.
"Don't bet too big, just 10,000 low-grade spirit stones will be enough."
Gan Feng smiled lightly.
Gan Jiuye took a deep breath, "Second brother, you bet so big, can you take out ten thousand low-grade spirit stones?"
Everyone looked at each other and their expressions gradually became excited.
They knew that Fang Chen would definitely take out ten thousand low-grade spirit stones.
Tong Baizhou's eyes moved slightly, he looked at Gan Feng, then looked at Jue Wudi, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Brother Ninth, you underestimate me too much."
Gan Feng laughed and slowly took out a jade tripod: "This is a demon-suppressing tripod, which was given to him by his father ten years ago.
With seventy soul seals, even the Golden Pill monk may not have such a magic weapon. It is worth five thousand lower-grade spirit stones."
After saying that, Gan Feng took out a total of three thousand low-grade spirit stones from the storage ring.
"hiss--"
The monks from all walks of life took a breath and their eyes gradually turned red.
A yellow-level top-grade magic weapon, three thousand low-grade spirit stones!
Anything may be something that is hard to come by in this life.
Now it is easily taken out by Gan Feng, which shows how terrible the foundation of the Dakan royal family is.
"This is only eight thousand."
Gan Jiuye sneered.
"I also have a magic weapon here. I don't have many soul seals, only forty paths."
Master Wu suddenly spoke: "But it is a top-grade magic weapon in the yellow grade. It is worth two thousand low-grade spirit stones. Total, it will be 10,000.
It depends on whether Master Fang dares to gamble."
“A huge bet!”
"How many years have I not had such a big gambling stone in Xianyuanfang?"
The discussion kept ringing.
"Then let's bet."
Fang Chen smiled faintly.
"How did he agree..."
Fang Yun's expression suddenly changed, and she subconsciously looked at Fang Jue.
Fang Jue's face was solemn, and he sighed softly and stopped talking.
In the crowd, the children of Fang looked at each other, feeling a little worried.
This is a bet of 10,000 low-grade spirit stones. No matter who loses, who wins and loses, one side has to cry and leave today...
Seeing Fang Chen responded, Gan Feng laughed and said to Master Wu:
"Master Wu, my prince's fortune and life have been handed over to you. Don't let this prince down."
"Don't worry, the second prince."
Master Wu's mouth raised slightly, his eyes full of confidence.