Hearing Dongfang Haoming's guess, everyone in the audience exclaimed! Because in the past few years, the Stone Appraisal Hall has not issued spiritual stones above the sixth grade! At most, it will only give out spiritual stones that are one grade higher than the disciples! If it follows the practice of previous years,

If it were to be a grade one higher than that of Yue Shiye, the spiritual stone in front of him would most likely be an eighth grade spiritual stone. One stone would be worth ten thousand taels of silver. The third elder was so angry that his heart was filled with hatred, and his eyes were filled with regret!

"Come on, come on! Anyway, I have nothing to do. Let's have some fun together. Guess what grade the spiritual stone in Yue Shiye's hand is and what its attributes are?"

A good disciple stood up and placed a long and beautiful cloth on the table in front of him. On the cloth were nine big numbers from one to nine. Each number was a square, and a square was

A place as big as a palm. After saying that, he first took out a piece of silver and pressed it into the square with the number seven.

"Dongfang Ruofan! You are openly gambling in the Stone Appraisal Hall, do you still take me seriously?" When the third elder saw it, his face sank again, and he almost exploded with anger! Today, there was another provocation in the Stone Appraisal Hall.

, it’s a fight, it’s contempt for the teacher, it’s gambling! Could it be that in the absence of the second elder, these disciples have really become lawless?

Dongfang Ruofan immediately accompanied the smiling face, quietly pulled the third elder aside, and said with a smile: "Teacher, I am just helping you! Think about it, if this spiritual stone is identified by Yue Shiye, it is not certain.

Want you to compensate? That’s why I opened this bet! After a while, you will finally bet, and we disciples must bet wrong. When the time comes, you will receive the silver of the one hundred and eight disciples, and you will be healed.

Shi's shortcomings..."

When Dongfang Ruofan finished speaking, the third elder suddenly became energetic, and his eyes shone brightly. He seemed to have heard some very rare and good idea, and his face showed an expression of joy. He forced his old face with slight wrinkles into a smile.

The flower was as bright as a chrysanthemum. He just hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Pretending to cough twice, he said righteously: "I think Dongfang Ruofan's words are also very pertinent! As a disciple of Jianshi Hall, you should have a keen eye. It is also beneficial to occasionally play a small game to encourage everyone to make progress.

Your studies! So I think everyone must bet, and the minimum bet is one hundred taels of silver!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the house was shocked! This is not gambling on spiritual stones, it is simply a robbery for money! There is even a minimum bet amount! Although the students in the Stone Appraisal Hall are generally either rich or noble, they are really diligent.

He is studious but his family background is not very good. It would be good to live with one hundred taels a month. If you use it all to bet, wouldn't you be hungry if you lose?

Dongfang Ruofan, who was the first to propose a bet on the spirit stone, was shaken. He couldn't believe it. The third elder would have been better off if he didn't bet. The first sight was shocking. He was much more ruthless than himself! As a result, the disciple was dissatisfied with the third elder.

If he dared to get angry, he would cast resentful eyes on Dongfang Ruofan, as if he was the helper who stole the money, which made many people feel angry.

"Okay, okay! Place your bets, place your bets! Ruofan, I'll leave this matter to you." The third elder couldn't wait to explain, and sat down in his seat with a smile, his eyes wide.
Chapter completed!