I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Chapter 307 No One Can Stop Me From Making Money!

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The Holy Yuan Altar suddenly became extremely quiet.

Those strong men who were finally able to come here to appreciate the top ten strange stones after going through multiple assessments were stunned and doubted their own ears.

An Bulang actually rejected the goddess' invitation?

Other monks would have been ecstatic, wishing to fly to Nalan Jinli immediately, but this An Bulang refused the invitation even at the risk of offending the Dragon Empire...

These bosses who consciously have experienced countless major events and seen countless strange things all feel confused at the moment. Is this something a monk can do?

Is this a stone gambling obsession, or is it too much to think about and get tired of working? !

The goddess sitting on the jade chariot was also a little dazed, obviously not expecting such a situation to happen. She still had an angry face at first, after all, she was the one who refused others before, and no one had ever dared to refuse her request.

But then, her irritation turned into curiosity.

What kind of person is he who doesn't even give her face?

Really a madman?

"Hmph, how dare you dare to offend the goddess of our clan, I will arrest him immediately!"

A divine general who also had dragon horns on his head and was wearing a battle armor shining with aura, spewed out clouds and mist from his nostrils. He was very angry, and strode forward with a cold snort.

"Nalan Hao, don't go there!" Nalan Jinli suddenly shouted.

The words of this goddess seemed to have great majesty, which made the aggressive general stop immediately.

"He just rejected my invitation..."

"I can invite him, he can refuse, he didn't do anything wrong, did he?"

Nalan Jinli spoke softly, her bright eyes flickering.

"But... Lord Jinli Goddess... how dare he ignore the majesty of the Dragon Empire..."

"Oh, don't keep talking about the Dragon Empire and the Dragon Empire!"

Nalan Jinli waved his hand: "Take it back, no one is allowed to trouble him!"

With her order, many voices condemning An Bulang fell silent.

"Sister Jinli is really kind and reasonable." Bai Xitong agreed with a smile on the side.

Although she doesn't want to see An Bulang, she also doesn't want An Bulang to be targeted by the Dragon Empire like this. After all, she is a Taoist of Bailing Empire Academy and has many connections with their royal family. If a top genius is overwhelmed by a giant like this, That would be a pity.

While Bai Xitong was thinking this way, she was also very disappointed in An Bulang.

If An Bulang can seize this opportunity to get close to Nalan Jinli, maybe he can get some fairy fate. But he didn't expect An Bulang to give up this opportunity. He didn't know what he lost.

"Don't worry, when I go back, I will definitely talk to An Bulang and educate him carefully." Bai Muchang, the prince of the Bailing Empire, pretended to be angry.

"No need." Nalan Jinli jumped up from the jade chariot lightly, her crystal jade feet stepped on the golden lotus condensed with golden dragon energy, her smile was charming, and her eyes looked strangely at the Shengyuan Pagoda. Yingying said with a smile, "I'll go find him, and don't follow any of you!"

After finishing speaking, the dragon girl stepped on the nine-colored auspicious cloud and left.

"Master Jinli Goddess!"

"My God! How could you go there!"

"Quick! Let's protect her!"

Someone wanted to follow, but was blocked by an old man in Tsing Yi.

"Don't worry, Jinli has the mark of the old man on her body, and nothing will happen..." The old man in Tsing Yi said lightly. Although he had a kind smile on his face, everyone stopped walking obediently when they heard his words, and did not do anything unnecessary things.

The monks present were all confused when they saw Nalan Jinli leaving suddenly.

That unbelievably beautiful, high-ranking goddess who seemed to be untouched by the world, actually left on her own initiative to find An Bulang who was addicted to gambling in the Shengyuan Pagoda?

This kind of contrast is too huge, causing some monks to slow down for a long time without recovering.

Bai Xitong and Bai Muchang also looked at each other in blank dismay.

"An Bulang won't be in trouble, right?" Bai Muchang murmured.

"Don't worry... If Nalan Jinli wants to teach An Bulang a lesson, there's no need to go there in person. She should just be playful and curious..." Bai Xitong's face was cold, but her tone was somewhat complicated.

She didn't expect An Bulang to be able to attract the top ten immortal species in the Hongmeng Continent to approach him. Although this is taking advantage of the ability to gamble on stones, it has to be said that it is also a great opportunity.

Bai Xitong felt a little tired looking at Shengyuan Altar, which had lost the protagonist. Only then did I feel that An Bulang had missed a great opportunity, but the opportunity ran over to find the other party directly, so what should she say?

However, Nalan Jinli was relatively young, so he probably saw a fun toy and wanted to play with it and see it. The opportunity to establish this kind of mentality will actually not be very rewarding. If one gets along carelessly, it may turn into a disaster.

At this time, the seventh floor of the Shengyuan Pagoda.

There are thousands of ores of various shapes standing on the ground here.

And the merchant is only one person.

"The seventh, eighth and ninth floors of the Holy Yuan Altar are the places where the Holy Yuan Society officially sells ores. These ores are expensive and will not change too much. Correspondingly, the quality of these stones is also very high!" Hong Li explained in a low voice beside him.

An Bulang nodded slightly, his pupils flashed a golden light, and swept across the ore.

The quality of these ores is similar to that of the fifth and sixth floors. They should also be ores excavated from the central area of ​​Ziyun Mine. The hidden value is extremely high. Basically every piece of ore has Ziyun Secret Mine. The difference is that Just the level of content.

Guo Jing, the elder of the Shengyuan Society who was in charge of selling ore on the seventh floor, walked over wiping his sweat, and looked at An Bulang with a smile that was uglier than crying: "That...Master Gambling Saint, do you need to buy mines?"

Guo Jing was really scared, An Bulang went all the way from the first floor to the seventh floor. At this time, no one can question An Bulang's stone gambling ability. For An Bulang, Shengyuan Pagoda is a holy place to make money!

And Guo Jing couldn't close the stone gambling venue on the seventh floor.

If it is known to the outside world that the Saint Yuan Society closed the Saint Yuan Pagoda because of a monk, then the face of the Saint Yuan Society will be lost? Sheng Yuanhui would rather lose money than maintain its reputation!

Yes, if you have the strength, feel free to gamble on stones!

The price here is fair, fair and just, absolutely no discrimination! !

The elders on the eighth and ninth floors are still stable because of the special ore.

But the seventh floor...

"Master Gambling Saint, you see that you have made a lot of money today, why don't you...handle it lightly?"

Beg for mercy, the elders of Shengyuan Pagoda beg for mercy!

There was another commotion in the audience.

The monks who gambled on stones saw a scene they had never seen before!

An Bulang made the elders of Shengyuan Pagoda beg for mercy on his own! What kind of powerful stone gambling talent does this have to make such a move by a force standing high above the clouds?

Some monks were so excited that they wished they could replace them with themselves.

"Okay, I'm very gentle." An Bulang grinned.

"By the way, I don't have any spirit stones for the time being. What's the exchange rate between your Ziyun secret mine and spirit stones?" An Bulang asked curiously.

"Because there is a handling fee, our exchange rate is one catty of secret mines, two thousand spirit stones..." Guo Jing wanted to say that he couldn't exchange them, but with so many eyes staring at him, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak.

An Bulang waved his hand: "Very good, I will exchange two million spirit stones first!!"

With a flash of Najie, the young man moved out a thousand catties of the Ziyun secret mine.

With so many Ziyun secret mines displayed at the same time, the surrounding monks became short of breath.

Guo Jing had a reserve of spirit stones, and immediately took out two million spirit stones, but in the form of two hundred top-quality spirit stones, and handed them to An Bulang himself.

Hong Limian felt emotional: "In the past, when I saw hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, I thought it was a huge sum of money. Now when I look at 1 million to 2 million spirit stones, I think it's ordinary, no big deal?"

Her vision was roughly raised several levels by An Bulang.

An Bulang knows why Hongli feels this way. After all, he seems to have easily won thousands of catties of Ziyun secret mine, and now he took out a thousand catties of Ziyun secret mine to exchange for spirit stones. Not much really.

But what Hongli didn't know was whose money An Bulang won.

Shengyuan Pagoda is the largest gambling place for stones, and it has concentrated a large amount of ore wealth in Ziyun Mine. An Bulang has crushed countless powerful men and made many ore traders collapse and cry. record!

There has never been a monstrous person like him in hundreds of thousands of years!

"Lord Gambling Saint...the ore here is ten thousand spiritual stones. Be careful when you choose, don't choose so many, don't make yourself lose money..." Guo Jing said with a strong smile.

"Don't worry, I won't make myself lose money, I will work hard to make myself more money."

An Bulang comforted with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, Guo Jing almost couldn't help slapping his mouth angrily.

Obviously, he wanted to persuade An Bulang not to choose so many, but why did his words become words of encouragement when they reached An Bulang's ears? Does this young man want to show his face?

An Bulang's pupils began to sweep across the surface of thousands of ores one by one.

The flying spirit power of Liuli Yangtong communicates with the sky and the earth, and perceives everything about the black cocoon.

The grades of these ores are very high, and the black cocoon on the surface has a mysterious power, which has been isolating An Bulang's perception. If it weren't for the long-lasting friendship between Hei Yu and An Bulang's eyes, who risked their lives to break through the encirclement and tell An Bulang what's inside, An Bulang really wouldn't be able to see it.

An hour later.

"I want this, this, this...and this..."

An Bulang ordered a full fifty out of thousands of ores, just like counting soldiers on the battlefield!

As soon as he started, the purchase volume of 500,000 spirit stones shocked the audience!

In fact, from the perspective of making money, he can still buy more ore, but An Bulang knows the truth of being a human being and staying on the front line so that we can meet each other in the future.

If all the ores that can make money are bought, and other stone gambling monks buy one and lose one, then Shengyuan Pagoda will definitely blacklist him.

Therefore, An Bulang only needs the fifty most profitable ones!

These fifty have at least concentrated more than 80% of their wealth! !

The stonecutters began to cut stones with silver knives in hand.

Sixty catties! Eighty catties! One hundred and twenty catties! Seventy-one catties, thirty-six catties...

One mortal mine core... two mortal mine cores... three mortal mine cores...

There were bursts of exclamations and screams at the scene.

An Bulang is still writing his myth.

In a place where no one was paying attention in the crowd, a girl with a graceful and exquisite figure, wearing a dragon-patterned silver robe, with a low breath, concealed her features, and a tall and big bear hat on her head, stared at the autumn moon-like girl. With big eyes, a group of monks whispered in surprise.

"Wow... this hit!"

"Wow... there are so many of these..."

"It's amazing, the mine core is out!"

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