Landing a Fantasy Game in the World of Mythology

　　The so-called waste rock is the ore whose appearance is no different from ordinary stones. Most of these are garbage and useless. Generally, they are used by stone workshops to deceive some newcomers who do not know how to do it.

　　Obviously, Lin Fan and Duan Fatty were slaughtered as sheep in their eyes.

　　"Hey, there will be time for you to cry later." Fatty Duan sneered in his heart.

　　After Lin Fan bought these waste rocks, he picked them up and smashed them on the ground without cutting anything. Many people who saw them were dumbfounded. Where did they come from?

　　"Crack!", "Crack!"...

　　Five pieces of waste rock were shattered in a row, and there were white flowers inside, and there was nothing.

　　"Haha, it's really superb. The waste stone also wants to cut out good things. Stop dreaming, hurry up and don't get in the way here."

　　One of the disciples mocked, with an expression of undisguised contempt.

　　337 Fatty Duan gave him a sideways look, "What's the hurry, there's one last piece left."

　　"I really can't cry without seeing the coffin, well, I'll let you die..."

　　The last word 'white' had not yet been spit out, and suddenly, after the sixth piece was broken, a green light rushed out in an instant, and the green air was hazy, the aura was fragrant, and the fragrance was lingering.

　　"This is... an alien spirit stone, a green leaf stone!" someone exclaimed, his expression full of surprise.

　　Alien spirit stones, one worth of five hundred spirit stones, are as precious as the divine source.

　　Lin Fan peeled off layers of stone skin, and the green light became more intense, and the ground was bright, illuminating the entire courtyard.

　　"There are ten!" The onlookers were even more surprised, with envy in their eyes.

　　In this way, it is worth at least five thousand spirit stones!

　　As for these waste stones, Lin Fan only spent six spirit stones, which was more than [-] times!

　　At this moment, the onlookers nearby were stunned, and they were all stunned. Five thousand spirit stones, this is not a small number, at least for them, it is a big sum of money.

　　"My God, there are five thousand spirit stones, (bidb) these two youngsters are so unlucky, they just dropped a few waste stones."

　　"The luck is overwhelming. Did you see it just now? The six waste rocks were chosen by the disciples. The two of them didn't move at all, they delivered them to the door themselves."

　　"I saw it too, this is simply a gift of spirit stones."

　　"..."

　　In the courtyard, when the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect heard these words, they suddenly had the urge to vomit blood, and their faces were ugly, like eating dead flies.

　　In particular, Fatty Duan came over with a smile on his face, put the green leaf stone in front of them and observed it seriously, with a proud look, he laughed unceremoniously.

　　"Hahaha, thank you for the gifts..."

　　The faces of several disciples turned even darker, and they felt as though they were so aggrieved in their hearts that they were suddenly beaten into the ditch from the clouds. Inexplicably, it became a joke.

　　"You two, since luck is so good, why not gamble with stones?"

　　At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, and everyone followed the sound and found that there was a young man in the courtyard at some point.

　　At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, and everyone followed the sound and found that there was a young man in the courtyard at some point.

　　He is handsome, with black hair like waterfalls, wearing a yin and yang crown, eyes like torches, and he has some unspeakable majesty.

　　"Xia Chen, one of the top ten powerhouses of the young generation of Yin-Yang Sect!"

　　Someone whispered, recognizing this young man, his face changed, he regressed unconsciously, and there was awe in his expression.

　　In addition to the twin kings of the Yin-Yang Sect, the top ten powerhouses of the young generation are also outstanding, well-known and well-known to all monks.

　　"It shocked him!"

　　"I heard that Xia Chen is extremely protective of his shortcomings. These disciples are his thugs. Now they are regarded as a joke, he must not see it..."

　　Everyone around was talking in a low voice, but when Xia Chen's eyes swept over, they quickly shut up.

　　Lin Fan said calmly, "How do you want to bet?"

　　In the past month, he has been intensively researching the ore in the Yuantianling Book, and he has reached a high level, and he is confident.

　　"It's very simple. Recently, I have a new batch of ores from Shifang. How about we have a ten thousand spirit stone game?"

　　In the ten thousand spirit stone game, the loser has to pay ten thousand spirit stones. Not only that, but if the loser cuts something out, it belongs to the winning side.

　　"Hey... as expected of a young powerhouse of the Yin-Yang Sect, it's so big when you come up."

　　"It seems that he will not only win it back, but also hit those two teenagers hard!"

　　"It's arrogant."

　　"..."

　　Lin Fan's expression remained unchanged, "Ten thousand is too little, how about adding a little more, fifty thousand spirit stones?"

　　There was an uproar around the monks, this master was even more ruthless, and directly added [-]!

　　Xia Chen frowned, obviously [-] spirit stones were a huge sum of money for him, but then he sneered in his heart, how could he lose.

　　The strange stones in the stone workshop and their sect have already looked at the experts. He knew at a glance which ones had good things and which ones didn't.

　　"Bet with me on my site, you won't lose!"

　　He sneered again and again in his heart, but he was calm on the surface, pretending to think for a while, and then nodded, "Okay, it's up to you."

　　Immediately, several people walked along the stone-paved path, passed through the ancient forest, and came to the courtyard inside.

　　There are many ores placed here, which are very evenly distributed, of different sizes, and each has its own charm. Compared with the previous ores, it looks much better in appearance.

　　"This is a new batch of ore, how about it, let's start?"

　　Xia Chen stood there, looking down at Lin Fan and said indifferently.

　　Lin Fan ignored him and started walking around the yard, looking for something, as if he was wandering in the sky.

　　Xia Chen was ignored, and his face was gloomy. He was a young master of Yin-Yang Sect, as bright as the bright moon in the sky, but he was ignored by a wild boy.

　　"Wait, not only will you lose everything, but you will also stay for me as a mine slave!"

　　Xia Chen sneered secretly, the corner of his mouth outlined a cold arc, and then he also wandered in the courtyard.

　　Of course, he was pretending to be able to cut out the ore of good things, which he already knew in his heart. .

Chapter 150 The Sun God Source! (2/5)

　　Xia Chen pretended to walk, picking this and that, and finally selected a piece of ore and lifted it up.

　　"I've chosen, what about this little brother?"

　　The piece he chose was once said by the expert to contain rare treasures, and it was one of the best minerals in the courtyard. He sneered when he watched Lin Fan search carefully there.

　　Especially, when he saw that Lin Fan finally chose one of the most unlikely minerals, he almost laughed.

　　It was a very large piece of ore, the height of one person, and it was full of pits, dull in color, and extremely inconspicuous.

　　"Here's another trick, do you really think that you can cut out rare gems by choosing these extremely poor stones! It's just shit luck!"

　　A previous Yin-Yang disciple mocked.

　　The remaining few also sneered: "It's just a layman, it's ridiculous to choose a stone like this."

　　Fatty Duan said with unceremonious contempt: "I haven't learned a lesson before, right? I have this virtue, and I still give pointers, and stay on the side."

　　The Yin-Yang Sect disciple suddenly looked ugly, this dead fat man is really hateful, and he specializes in exposing people's shortcomings.

　　"You've chosen, you can cut it first." Lin Fan walked to the center of the courtyard while carrying the big stone.

　　"can."

　　Xia Chen looked calm and confident.

　　He took out the stone knife and carefully, every knife was very careful, the stone skin fell off a little bit, and the ore became smaller and smaller.

　　Click!

　　When Xia Chen cut another knife, a piece of crystal appeared in the ore, and then, a cold breath came oncoming, and instantly enveloped the entire courtyard.

　　"It's so cold!"

　　The temperature in the air changed dramatically, a patch of frost condensed on the grass, strands of cool air drifted around, and many monks changed color, which was extremely cold.

　　"Ice and Snow Spirit Liquid!" One person shouted.

　　After the stone was cut, a fist-sized snow jade appeared in it, like a piece of ice, in which, you could clearly see the pure white and flawless spiritual liquid swaying in it, and under the refraction of sunlight, it was gorgeous and colorful.

　　"The ice and snow spirit liquid of this size is worth at least fifty thousand spirit stones!" a savvy cultivator exclaimed.

　　"Ha ha..."

　　The disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect laughed and felt that they had won.

　　"Fellow Daoist, it's your turn."

　　Xia Chen seemed to be inviting, but he was actually urging, wanting to see the funny expression on Lin Fan's face sooner.

　　Lin Fan didn't look at him, pointed directly at him like a knife, and fell quickly without any delay, the stone peeled off, and the debris flew.

　　However, it has been cut to two-thirds, and there is still no change.

　　"Still struggling, give up, no miracle can happen, I don't know how high the sky is!"

　　Several disciples laughed and said with a raised eyebrows, they were bossy and looked at them, watching Fatty Duan gnashing his teeth.

　　"Are you sure?" Fatty Duan couldn't help but said to Lin Fan, because he didn't have a clue in his heart.

　　Lin Fan was very calm, as if he was isolated from the world, "These birdmen are going to collect the spirit stones later."

　　With Lin Fan's assurance, Fatty Duan immediately felt relieved.

　　The people around were shaking their heads, thinking that this young man was going to lose miserably this time, because at the end, when it was only the size of a human head, it was still a vast expanse of white, and nothing came out.

　　"Haha, deserve it!" Several disciples sneered, wanting to humiliate Lin Fan and the two, but the next moment, their sneers froze, with expressions of hell on their faces.

　　hum!

　　hum!

　　I saw that when Lin Fan dropped a knife, a divine light suddenly burst out, illuminating the entire sky.

　　The radiance is bright and the sacred aura is soaring to the sky, making everyone warm, as if they are in a hot spring, and the whole body is comfortable.