Mo Gaolan's voice attracted the attention of many people. When a group of people saw a young man holding a large piece of speckled stone and looking at it, they couldn't help laughing.
"Where did this kid come from? Why haven't I seen him before? Does he know how to gamble on stones? This spotted stone is a kind of waste stone, especially since this piece has been here for many years and no one cares about it."
"I don't know. I guess this is a newbie who wants to make a fortune by gambling. I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Not everyone can come here, and they will lose everything easily."
They were all laughing, looking lively, and recognized Mo Gaolan's identity. He caused quite a stir here yesterday, and gambled away a piece of good stuff that was as good as the best.
The little fat man and Gu Tai pursed their lips. They didn't know why Dao Ling chose such a piece, but judging from his calm look, it seemed that there was really an Origin Stone in it.
"This guy..." Xie Huixin also walked over. When she saw Dao Ling, she couldn't help but shook her head. Although she didn't know how to gamble on stones, everyone here denied it. It was estimated that this was really a piece of trash.
Seeing Xie Huixin walking over, Mo Gaolan's momentum became even stronger. The woman he had just chosen actually tried to persuade a young man, which made him feel quite angry. He sneered and said, "Put down the spotted stone and leave quickly.
You are not allowed to come here, kid, I am trying to persuade you with good intentions, but if it had been anyone else, I would have lost everything!"
"You think this stone has no source?" Dao Ling glanced at him and said calmly.
"Huh, you still doubt my words?" Mo Gaolan raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "This spotted stone is known as a waste stone in the stone gambling world. You don't even know this, which means you don't understand at all.
Do you know why?"
Xie Huixin was also very curious, how could he know that there was no source in it, and be so sure of it.
Mo Gaolan pointed at the speckled stone, but smiled at Xie Huixin and said: "This stone is very old and looks like it will be crushed. Generally, this kind of stone has some sources in it, but this one has spots on it.
, this shows that the source’s essence leaked out, leaving some traces on the stone.”
"Oh, so there is still such a saying." Xie Huixin couldn't help but nodded, feeling that what he said made sense.
The people around him also agreed with what he said. This speckled stone was very big. If it really had a source, the people in the stone workshop would not leave it outside.
Seeing the beauty nodding, Mo Gaolan was filled with anger. He glanced at Dao Ling sideways and said, "Hurry up and leave. Not all of you can come here. If you lose everything, there will be no one to accompany you."
Dao Ling ignored him and placed the speckled stone on the ground. Everyone around him nodded when they saw this scene, thinking very highly of Mo Gaolan's character.
However, what the young man said left them speechless.
"Cut stone, I want this piece!" Dao Ling pointed to the speckled stone on the ground and looked at the middle-aged man and said.
The people around were in an uproar, and their eyes almost fell out. This kid was crazy. He was cutting stones when he was about to waste them.
"This kid is really interesting. He comes here to compete for the throne and doesn't even look at who his opponent is?" Someone said in a sinister voice, feeling that the opponent should be here for Xie Huixin.
"Mo Gaolan is also the grandson of the elder of the Tianyan Sect. He has a very high status. An unknown person dares to be jealous of him. He is really looking for death."
There were constant sneers from all around, and there were more and more people watching the fun, all pointing and pointing. Some old people shook their heads, feeling that it was a piece of waste.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Mo Gaolan's expression darkened. He felt that this kid was a little out of touch, and he was simply a loser.
Xie Huixin shook her head for a while, feeling that even if this guy was a stubborn donkey, he probably felt that he had lost a lot of face and needed to get it back urgently.
"Cut it for him. I still don't believe it. He can cut out the source!" Mo Gaolan clenched his fists and said sternly.
The middle-aged man nodded, looked at Dao Ling with a funny look and said, "Boy, have you thought about it? This eight-hundred-jin speckled stone sells for three-hundred-jin yuan!"
"Cut it, cut it now." Old God Daoling nodded comfortably.
The little fat man and Gu Tai were both watching, and they were convinced of Daoling in their hearts. Moreover, it was only three hundred kilograms, so there was no harm in playing with it. After all, they were all members of the Great Tribulation Tianyan Sect, so it was just a kindness to give them back.
"Are you sure? Is it too late to regret now? Otherwise, the source of three hundred kilograms will be gone." The middle-aged man asked unkindly, hoping that he would give up and please Mo Gaolan.
"There's so much nonsense. I'm spending money to buy something, but you still push back. Are you doing business?" Dao Ling frowned. A small stone cutter dared to embarrass customers like this. Yan Zong was being too overbearing today.
The middle-aged man's face turned ugly, and he said in a trembling voice: "Okay, I will cut it for you now, and I want to see what tricks you can make!"
He directly took out a stone knife and cut it into the speckled stone. There are also specialties in cutting stone. If you use a sharp tool, you may accidentally hurt the source. Generally, you use a stone knife to cut stone.
There are more and more people besieging them, and the number of people playing around here is only a small number, usually nothing too precious.
"It must be an empty shell!" Mo Gaolan was extremely sure, but his eyes never left the spotted stone.
At this moment, the speckled stones are gradually decreasing, and the stone knife is very sharp, and half of the waste stones have been cut away one after another.
"It's already halfway down. This is a stone weighing 800 kilograms. This kid has suffered a big loss." There was laughter from all around.
Mo Gaolan relaxed even though he was still a little nervous. When he saw some potholes in the waste rock, he laughed: "Look, let me tell you, the source stone inside has lost its essence. These potholes are where it used to be."
The storage area for the Origin Stone!"
Everyone around them nodded and looked at Mo Gaolan. Xie Huixin also nodded and said curiously: "It's really interesting. It turns out there are so many knocks on the stone."
"That's natural, Huixin, if you want to learn, I can send it to you in a private message, no reservations!" Mo Gaolan said quickly.
Hearing this, Xie Huixin smiled slightly and said, "I don't think so. It seems that what you said is not accurate."
"What's wrong?" Mo Gaolan frowned and couldn't help but look at the speckled stone, his expression instantly shocked.
"The source has come out, it has come out!" Someone screamed and saw a bright beam of light filling the air, accompanied by a pure aura.
"It's such a pure breath. Could it be that it's from a high-grade source?"
"The speckled stone can actually cut out high-grade sources. This guy has made a lot of money!" People around him exclaimed.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on the middle-aged man's forehead. He never expected that this broken stone could actually cut out the source, and it was a top-grade source.
Mo Gaolan's face was cold, and he stared at the cracked source with uncertain eyes. He sneered: "Isn't it just a piece of high-grade source? But it's too small, not as good as three hundred kilograms of ordinary sources. Isn't this still
loss!"
This sound made many eyes patiently observe this high-grade source. A group of people were stunned. This piece of source is too small, only one or two kilograms. This is a loss!
"It's a loss, it's going to be a loss again." The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and when he was about to stand up, another voice made his face look ugly.
"Why are you so anxious? You want to stop cutting the 300 kilograms of stone without cutting it? Keep cutting!"
Dao Ling's voice made everyone around him nod. An old man said impatiently: "That's right, there are still three hundred kilograms that haven't been cut. You're so anxious, I'll cut it right away. I want to see it."
Look how much energy this speckled stone can produce!"
"That's right, hurry up and cut the stone for me. I feel like there's some source of energy here!" A group of people roared, like old madmen, whooping and whirring.
The middle-aged man responded with a trembling voice and continued to cut the stone with his knife.
Mo Gaolan's face became more and more ugly, because this speckled stone came from another source, and they were all concentrated in one area, and they were all high-grade sources!
"Another three kilograms, already twenty kilograms of source. I have a hunch that if this speckled stone goes through some years, these sources will be able to fuse together, and a large source stone can be cut out."
There are many sources of this speckled stone, nearly forty kilograms of high-grade sources, which caused quite a shock. This number is very shocking in the peripheral area.
Although Dao Ling spent three hundred kilograms of sources to buy it, and according to the market the exchange rate is one to ten, no one would be stupid enough to exchange ordinary sources for high-grade sources.