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"This is Huohongyuan!" Master Yuan was well-informed and couldn't help exclaiming, but quickly stopped talking and closed his mouth.

Ye Fan instantly understood that although this source is small, its value is worth ten catties of pure source, which is a foreign species.

He laughed immediately, and said: "Huo Hongyuan, I think everyone has heard of it. Although it is not a rare species, it is definitely not common. It is rare and precious, and how much it is worth. Tell me."

"A heterogeneous source was actually cut out. Although it is small, it is worth ten catties of source!"

"It's really a big luck. Sometimes you really have to believe in your fate. With such a grain, many generations will have no worries about food and clothing."

In the business of gambling, occasionally a strange source will be cut out, which has unpredictable superpowers and its value cannot be measured, but it is not common after all.

"I heard that last time someone cut out a rare xenogeneic source in Yaochi Xianshifang, which is countless times rarer than the fiery red source. It directly alarmed the people in the holy city and was bought at a high price."

"I do not know how?"

"This kind of secret will naturally not spread widely."

The second idiot finally understood, dug out the fiery red source particles, then smirked non-stop, and said to the onlookers: "Who said just now that if it comes from the source, swallow the stone skin on the ground?"

Everyone was speechless for a while, and no one admitted it.

Wang Shu walked over with a smile, stretched out his hand to the young master of Qingxiamen, and said, "I'm sorry, we won, ten jinyuan, please hand it over quickly."

Ten jinyuan is a very large number for the people present, and everyone would feel heartbroken, but in front of so many people, the young master of Qingxiamen was not easy to get angry. A source bag was dropped on the ground.

The second idiot picked up the origin bag, his big mouth almost reached the ears, and he couldn't stop laughing silly.

"No, it's still half a catty short." Wang Shu frowned.

The young master of Qingxiamen brought so many sources in total, and his body was completely empty at the moment, losing to the three source collectors whom he despised, this made him feel resentful and his face was very embarrassing.

"Forget it, it's not easy to go out, let's count him half a catty less." Ye Fan said flatly, at this moment he has squatted down, and is carefully looking at the old skin of Ghost Cracking Stone.

The cracks were like tooth marks, and what surprised him most was that he saw a hair in the stone formation.

"Could it be that there really is such a thing as an 'immemorial origin ghost'?" He murmured to himself, thinking to himself, if this were the case, wouldn't it mean that an "immemorial origin god" might also exist.

"Do you want to continue?" The second fool hugged a pile of Yuan, contented, Wang Shu was even more smiling, and looked forward together.

The young master of Qingxiamen's face was livid, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked to the side, and opened his mouth to a few acquaintances, wanting to make excuses.

"How about I bet with you!" The people next to him saw the young master of Qingxiamen withdrawing temporarily, their eyes lit up.

In their view, this is a big fat sheep, and if it is not slaughtered, it will not be slaughtered, and the temporary luck cannot continue.

Everyone thought that Ye Fan didn't understand Origin Stones at all. Looking at the stones he chose, they were red and white at first, and then ghost cracking stones.

"I advise you to take it easy. This business is very evil, and it is very particular about fate and luck. Right now, these three mud monkeys are very lucky, so it's better not to gamble." An old man seemed to have a lot of status in his voice. After everyone heard this, most of them retreated.

The young master of Qingxiamen made up all kinds of things and borrowed a bag of resources, which could weigh four to five catties. He wanted to start another bet with Ye Fan, and the others naturally backed away.

"Let's go into the courtyard on the ninth floor and pick up the old pit origin stone mined from the edge of the ancient mine in the early days. Do you dare?"

The so-called edge of the ancient mine in the early days refers to the area thousands of miles away from the sacred mine, and it cannot really be the source stone mined in front of the restricted area of ​​life.

Even so, such source stones are expensive, because sometimes rare and good sources are really cut out.

"Why don't you dare." Ye Fan also wanted to see the difference between the ores on the edge of the so-called Taichu Ancient Mine.

In the courtyard on the ninth floor, there are not many source stones, only five or sixty yuan. They are as small as pebbles and as large as millstones, and there are no boulders weighing more than a thousand catties.

Here, one or two sources can only buy a catty of stones, which can be said to be ridiculously expensive, and few people are willing to come here to splurge.

"Do you want to kill the wrongdoer? There are dozens of catties and hundreds of catties of stones here. Can you really get a good source? This is too outrageous." Wang Shu said dissatisfied.

"What do you know, mud monkey? The source stones transported from the edge of the ancient mine in the early days are all 'magic materials'. If they are cut out of a strange source, they will be invaluable and immeasurable."

"What a bumpkin, I have never seen the world." Several buddies of Young Master Liu of the Qingxia Clan all sarcastically.

By now, Ye Fan already knew Mr. Liu's name... Liu Chengen.

With a sneer on the corner of Liu Chengen's mouth, he looked at them almost mockingly.

The stupid man didn't know how to beat around the bush, so he said directly: "I lost so badly, and I'm still pretentious, I'll bet until you're embarrassed!"

"you……"

The others followed, and gathered around dozens of old stones. Everyone was chattering and arguing.

Ye Fan frowned during the stone selection process. Rong Xiang's bet on the stone workshop was very treacherous. He found that at least one-third of the source stones had been cut open and then sealed with clever techniques.

The stone here really made him feel very special, he was a little unsure about it, the stone skin was very weird, as if it was contaminated with magical power.

He gasped, the source stones collected thousands of miles away from the ancient mine in the early days were already like this, if it were the stones unearthed from that divine mine... unimaginable!

While watching the stone, the people in the courtyard were also talking about other things. Someone mentioned the fairy stone workshop in Yaochi and suggested that everyone go there in the afternoon.

"why?"

"A fairy from Yaochi has come to Pingyan City, and she will definitely show up in the afternoon."

"You said, could it be the saintess from Yaochi who came? I heard that she is patrolling all over the place. The fairy who came to Pingyan City is very likely to be her."

Chapter 201

The courtyard on the ninth floor gave Ye Fan a strange feeling, and these stones made him uneasy.

"Is this the breath of the ancient mine in the beginning?" He had such a thought. "The Book of Origin of Heaven" is a wonderful book, in which there is the method of induction between heaven and man. Ye Fan has already dabbled in this supreme source technique, and has a little understanding of it.

He felt that he felt the aura of the ancient mine in the early days. This condensed, introverted and peculiar aura should come from that piece of magic soil.

In this Northern Territory, the most terrifying place is the ancient sacred mine. No one knows when it started.

"This is it!" Liu Chengen had already chosen, and patted the source stone.

That piece of stone can be as big as a human head, weighs more than ten kilograms, and is shaped like a reclining cow.

"This stone must come from the source, it's just a matter of how much." Master Yuan nodded.

"Have you chosen?" Liu Chengen glanced at Ye Fan.

"Wait a little longer." He was a little unsure, and he was tainted with the smell of magic soil. When he identified the origin stone, he encountered a lot of trouble, and he always felt hazy and difficult to grasp.

"What is there in that weird place, even the stones are soaked." Ye Fan excluded the 20 yuan of fake origin stones and chose from the remaining 38.

"There are too few stones in this courtyard." The second fool complained in a low voice, dissatisfied.

"This is a stone mined from the edge of the ancient mine in the early days. It would be good if you can transport dozens of pieces. Most of them have been sent to the Holy City. How many people in Pingyan City dare to bet on this kind of thing?"