Doomsday Rise

To be precise, everyone is looking at Mr. Zhang and paying attention to Liu Wei'an. Xian Linglong is full of magical colors. After it was born, it became a highly talked about item among gamblers at an extremely high price. The meat bag that Liu Wei'an chose was too ordinary, almost as ordinary as a stubborn rock on the ground. Although in the world of gambling, no conclusion can be drawn before an operation is performed, but in the eyes of many people, Liu Wei'an He is the kind of person who gives up on himself. The focus of today’s competition is Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang is a relatively silent person. After paying homage to the bag knife, he picked up the Immortal Linglong and placed it on the table of the Eight Immortals. The dagger held up a series of dazzling sword lights. His technique was exquisite. The moment the blade touched the Xian Linglong, beautiful music sounded. Like the spring breeze and drizzle, the gentle words are like a trickling stream, lingering in the heart.

Everyone thought that Teacher Zou's bag-opening technique was complicated before, but they realized that it was nothing until they saw Mr. Zhang's bag-opening technique. Mr. Zhang's palm emits light, and the tip of the knife dances like a dragonfly on the flesh sac. There were many musical masters among the gamblers, and their minds were swaying as they watched. Those seemingly haphazard slashes are always at the trough of the rhythm, when the counterattack force of the rhythm is the softest. At this time, the force of the sword is the smallest, and it will not cause the counterattack of the items in the bag to avoid damage.

The meat bag is magical, and the items inside will naturally not go anywhere easily. In the past, some rude people opened the bag at will, causing damage to the items in the bag, and were shocked to death by the force of the item's counterattack. It was the bone of an unknown monster with powerful energy, but it was damaged by the force of opening the capsule. The force of the counterattack blew the entire gambling house into ashes, killing and injuring more than 80 people. It was only after that incident that opening the capsule became an art, and various schools and techniques sprung up.

Gambling masters all have their own unique techniques, and Mr. Zhang is like this. His technique is not the same as others. It is rigorous, solemn, and as fast as lightning. The gamblers at the scene were dazzled and many people benefited a lot.

Chi...

The beautiful music was mixed with an unpleasant sound, which was like a birthmark on the face of a peerless beauty, which immediately destroyed the overall beauty. Mr. Zhang's face changed slightly, but returned to normal in the blink of an eye. Many punters who observed carefully still noticed the appearance of Mr. Zhang's tricks. A slight deviation. Teacher Ji and Teacher Zou were also paying attention to Mr. Zhang, and their attention was not as high as that of Mr. Zhang. Their serious expressions did not soften until they heard the "click".

Xian Linglong has a dark spot on the sac. This thing is a big taboo for the flesh sac. The presence of a sac is basically equal to destruction. Teacher Ji also bought this Xian Linglong. If it hadn't been for this hidden spot, Xian Linglong might have kept it internally. Just because it didn't look good, they all gave up. But he also admitted that he was blinded.

Not all meat bags that can produce music are qualified to be called immortals, they must be able to produce complete tunes. But there are differences here again. Some people say that the player's skills are not good enough and they cannot find the veins of the meat sac, so they cannot play a complete tune. Some people say that it is a problem with the meat sac.

This is a question that has no answer, at least for now.

The fact that this Fairy Linglong can produce such a beautiful and complete tune is enough to prove that An Diao has not caused any damage to the items on the opposite side. Even if it has, it is only slight and its value is still very high. Until this ear-piercing 'cha' appeared, Teacher Ji and Teacher Zou knew that the curse of the snake had not disappeared.

Mr. Zhang obviously knew about the dark pit, but he was betting that the dark pit would not be as efficient as it should be. His confidence at the beginning proved this, but he did not expect that at the last moment, it would still be... Let him down.

The power of the last few cuts was obviously much greater. The dagger flew into the scabbard with a flash of cold light, and the opening was completed.

The meat sac was separated, revealing the items inside. At this moment, the Eight Immortals Table became the only focus of the scene.

Wow--

After a short silence,

There were exclamations.

"Plants are still alive."

"Pity!"

"What a pity, Anzai."

…

This is a plant less than three inches tall. It is golden. Every inch of its skin is as if it is made of gold, shining with a metallic luster. It has three leaves. If the roots had not rotted, this plant would definitely be the best work of art. , but at this moment, the whole plant exudes the aura of death, like a terminally ill old man whose death is only a few days away.

Teacher Ji and Teacher Zou completely put their hearts back in their stomachs. Mr. Zhang stared at the plant motionless for a few seconds, sighed, unwillingness and helplessness flashed in his eyes, and walked back behind Su Guowen silently.

"Rotted? Why? Why did it rot?" Su Guowen stared at the rotten part of the plant's roots with a ferocious expression. He couldn't accept it. His 30,000 gold coins were in vain.

"This is a rare golden blood tree." Mr. Li held the plant and looked at it for five or six minutes before putting it down. His expression was a mixture of surprise, regret, and a bit melancholy. "It's a pity."

"Mr. Li, what is golden blood wood?" Someone asked, many people know about blood wood, and everyone is familiar with the name of golden wood, but this is the first time they have heard of the combination of the two.

"I don't know how the golden bloodwood was formed. I can only say that it is a variant of the golden bloodwood. It is yellow with blood. In the botanical science, it is not divided into a separate family. It still belongs to the goldenwood series. This kind of golden blood There is another saying about wood, which is that it can be turned into gold by refining hundreds of times. Blood is red, which symbolizes fire. The flame burns gold. The more it is refined, the purer it becomes, and the stronger the flame, the higher the value of the golden wood. The blood-red color of this golden wood Starting from the root, there are at least one-fifth of it. The red color is so widespread, which is very rare!" There was no concealment of appreciation in Mr. Li's eyes, but when his eyes inevitably fell on the rotten place, he sighed again: "What a pity. "

"Mr. Li, is this golden blood tree still valuable now?" a gambler asked. Others immediately pricked up their ears, and that was the point. Su Guowen also forgot his regret and anger, and stared at Mr. Li with his eyes full of hope.

"The seeds are no longer viable and have basically no practical value. They can only be made into specimens for viewing. If I were to bid 80 gold coins," Mr. Li said after a moment of concentration.

"Ouch!"

This price is definitely beyond the expectations of many people. Many people think that it is worth a few gold coins, and the ornamental specimen is worth 80 gold coins. This world is too crazy. The only one who is disappointed is probably Su Guowen. 80 gold coins is too low, and Ma Compared to Xiaosheng and He Qingmu, they are not even half as good. He stared at the golden blood wood, and if it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would have wanted to rush up and trample it to pieces.

30,000 gold coins, just gone.

"It's your turn, Mr. Liu." As soon as Ma Xiaosheng opened his mouth, everyone realized that the gambling game was not over yet, and there was another one.

Ma Xiaosheng's face was filled with a smile of victory, but Liu Wei'an also looked very calm. Many gamblers had an illusion in their hearts, as if 30,000 gold coins were not in the eyes of Liu Wei'an. He Qingmu, an authentic descendant of aristocratic families, 30,000 gold coins is a large amount, so I have to be nervous. Liu Wei'an doesn't even take it seriously. How did he do it?

Liu Wei'an smiled and nodded, winking at Yan'er. Yan'er tremblingly walked to the Eight Immortals table holding the meat bag and took out her dagger. Everyone was in an uproar.

On such an important occasion, Liu Wei'an actually asked a maid to open the bag. This was too casual. Moreover, he used his own bag knife. It was casual, too casual. At this point, punters can make their own judgment.

Liu Wei'an had given up and gave up on himself.

Yan'er used to open the bag together with Liu Wei'an, just two people. She never knew that there were so many techniques to open the bag. She had done it all with one knife. She had seen the techniques of three gambling masters, and she suddenly felt that she was the one. Coming from a remote area, I had an inferiority complex for no reason. Being stared at by so many people made me sweat.

"Hurry up, we still have to go home for dinner?" Some punters became impatient when they saw Yan'er hugging the meat bag for a long time. Yan'er's face suddenly turned red.

"Don't be afraid, just cut open the sac as usual." Liu Wei'an's voice seemed like a force was injected into Yan'er's body. Strangely, the fear, worry, and inferiority in her heart disappeared in an instant, and her whole body He became calm, raised the knife in his hand, and with a swish sound, the flesh sac opened.

Snapped!

An object the size of a fist fell on the Eight Immortals table, a stone, a stone.

There was an uproar in the gambling house, and then the whole hall burst into laughter.

"The stone turned out to be a stone."

"I worked on it nervously for a long time, but it turned out to be just a stone."

"Well, yes, this fits the plot of the big flip in my mind."

…

Yan'er was very calm when she cut the flesh sac, but the moment the knife cut open the flesh sac, nervousness took over her body and she was worried about gain and loss. After she cut the flesh sac, she didn't dare to look at it. When she heard the ridicule of the gamblers around her, she opened her eyes like lightning. The moment the eyes saw the stone, the little face suddenly turned white without any blood.

"How is that possible?" Yan'er's trust in Liu Wei'an was 100%, without any hesitation. Following Liu Wei'an, she opened hundreds of bags, and her 100% winning rate built up Yan'er's invincible confidence. Even if people all over the world objected and distrusted her, she would stand unswervingly at Liu Wei'an's side. This side, but at this moment, she panicked.

"Go back!" Liu Wei'an took a few steps forward and supported the shaky Yan'er. Liu Wei'an's hand gave Yan'er new strength. She calmed down and retreated back to the crowd.

"Yes, something came out." Ma Xiaosheng held back his smile and looked at Mr. Li: "Can we announce the results?"

"Wait a moment." Liu Wei'an said.

"What? Can't you afford to lose?" Ma Xiaosheng frowned.

Liu Wei'an smiled and shook his head. He suddenly took action and punched the stone as fast as lightning.

boom!

Everyone was startled, and the jeering stopped involuntarily. The rock cracked in response to the punch, and a ray of red light was released, illuminating the entire gambling house, as bright as red clouds.