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"But as I said before, the next step is that we can no longer cut stones in this stone workshop. We have to expand the scope to the entire Holy City."

There is a possibility of finding the immortal gold elixir in Daoyi Stone Workshop, but it is not very likely. It is better to go to Yaoguang Stone Workshop to get the Kirin elixir.

What if Yaoguang Shifang has not found the stone at this time?

Turn over the table and run away!

No Ji Dao Emperor soldiers can stop me.

The Jidao Emperor's soldiers usually suppress the secrets in major holy places and aristocratic families, and will not be used easily.

Just like in the original work, Jiang Taixu revived in the Holy City, and the Jiang family used the Hengyu Furnace to protect it. As a result, the Jiang family headquarters was attacked and suffered heavy losses, so the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers could not be used easily.

If someone really came here with the ultimate emperor's weapons to block him, it must be someone who traveled through time or was reborn.

Li Daoming was dissatisfied, "The entire Holy City? Wouldn't that take a lot of time? That's inappropriate."

Luo Mo didn't mind either, "What should senior say?"

"There should be limits."

Luo Mo thought for a while, glanced at the few silent powerful men over there, and then said: "Let's do this, within one day, but I have to choose three stones."

"No, we have to wait for you all day!" Li Daoming retorted.

"Can."

A powerful man spoke. He was the senior brother of the Holy Lord of Zifu Holy Land, a powerful old man.

"Just one day." A powerful person from the Ji family also spoke.

"If you feel it's not enough, two days will do." Another powerful man said.

"???"

Li Daoming was confused, why are all the powerful people speaking for this kid?

The Black Emperor's dog brain couldn't figure it out either, so he sent a message from his spiritual mind and asked Luo Mo: 'Do you know them?'

'I don't know.'

'Then why do they speak for you?'

'They are only helping themselves. They just take a fancy to the profit model of the gambling game and want to use me as a tool to cut leeks through this gimmick... The entertainment of the people of Beidou Star is very monotonous, but after all, it is a world of the jungle, no.

It takes so many twists and turns.'

Only then did the Black Emperor realize that those powerful men were not in the same group as them.

'How much will they share?'

'Are you stupid? They will definitely want them all, and in order to avoid public outrage, they will throw all the blame on us and make us disappear from the world.'

'Wow! What should we do?'

"What are you afraid of? There are just a few powerful ones, not even the Dao-killing King. If the saints come, I will definitely not be able to withstand them. Their words will not be able to keep me at all."

'Really or not? Don't screw it up.'

The Black Emperor chose to believe Luo Mo, after all, he had many treasures in his hands.

With the powerful platform, Li Daoming and the others had no choice but to agree to this condition.

"Okay, pick three stones within one day and cut out fairy gold or elixir of immortality. You win! Otherwise, I win!"

"We won." The old man next to him added. He could see that Li Daoming was a little crazy, but Luo Mo felt that he was not much better.

"Then it's settled. I have a total of 24 million kilograms of gambling capital here. You can do whatever you want. Bet more and win more, bet less and win less..."

The big black dog shuddered. He didn't feel anything when he heard this just now, but now he heard it like the whisper of a devil.

But the speaker gave a sincere admonishment, "Seniors, if you want to join in the fun, place your bets quickly, but don't bet too much, just have fun."

Several old people smiled and took out a few magic weapons lightly and pressed them out.

"Seniors, what do you mean by this?"

"We are about to die. Instead of taking this magic weapon that has been sacrificed for a lifetime and take it into the coffin, it is better to take it out and give it a try."

They used the words Luo Mo had just said.

"My little friend, you won't mind, right?"

"Little friend, if you win, these will all be yours."

"Seniors don't need to."

Luo Mo felt like he was visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year. These old people insisted on giving him New Year's money. When he wanted to refuse, he said no, no, no, you don't want Jiang Zi, but they kept stuffing them.

Alas~

A few old people who looked like they were smiling lightly were actually a little over the top. They had saved their savings to buy the life-extending medicine. They had just lost, so they might as well give it another try, or else they would just wait to be buried.

"Whatever I want, the worst I can do is leave it to you as my successor. We are very relieved that we have a successor."

These people have lost their minds and started talking nonsense.

No matter what, they all pinned their hopes on this fight.

"Then I would like to thank the seniors."

The scene was so harmonious that those who didn't know it might have thought that some kind of plot about a loving father, a son, a filial brother, and a respectful brother was being staged.

But in everyone's heart, they are calculating their own gains and losses, calculating their interests, and their inner demons are quietly growing.

If these old men want to win back, they'd better win over all of Luo Mo's sources, but Luo Mo wants them all, draining their value and even using their collapsed mentality to practice Daxin Magic.

Since ancient times, one general has made great achievements and thousands of bones have dried up. I will remember your contribution today.

Moreover, he has never been merciful or merciful towards the gambling dog Luo Mo. His biological father in this life is still in prison.

"I have never seen a scene where Immortal Gold Elixir was prescribed twice in a row, but I don't believe it." The third largest bandit in the Northern Territory also threw out two hundred thousand kilograms of magic.

"Seniors also come to join in the fun? This is not good. I'm afraid that I won't be able to move forward in the Northern Territory in the future." Luo Mo is also a little bit yin and yang. After all, joining at this time proves that he is also on the opposite side of Luo Mo.

"Haha, I'm not going to get angry because of three hundred thousand kilograms of gold and a junior." He had already lost one hundred thousand kilograms of gold, and now he took out another two hundred thousand kilograms of gold.

"I hope senior is really that open-minded." Luo Mo paid attention to the movements around him and calculated how many scriptures he could obtain if he used the True Spirit Seal.

"I don't think much of you either, so I'll bet on you for 250,000 kilograms." Another powerful man also placed a bet.

"I'll press 200,000 kilograms of water."

"Three hundred thousand."

"Two hundred and fifty thousand."

The powerful men met their fate one by one, seemingly reaching some kind of tacit understanding.

They spend a lot of money to heat up the atmosphere, replicate and amplify what Luo Mo has done before, and attract others to join the show.

If Luo Mo is on the same side as them, then the squire's money will be paid back in full, and the common people's money will be divided in half.

But they won't share money with a mere Mingquan monk.

Luo Mo specially set aside one day of stone selection time for their publicity. After all, he was just a solitary person with no publicity channels. Even if the news about the magic medicine was cut out, it would only be limited to the Holy City, and it would be difficult to spread quickly in a short period of time.

But with the help of these powerful people, the news can quickly spread to nearby or even further places through their channels, gathering more people in a short period of time.

More people means a larger pool of funds.

They think 'Fang Han' is like a mantis stalking cicadas, with source skills, but source skills do not represent strength, they are like oriole.

But what if this mantis is a void predator?

What do you want to do, little oriole?

"Eighteen million catties of pure source, plus six million catties of amethyst jade soil, the banker's bet is 24 million catties of source!"

"The powerful ones don't think much of this person named Fang Han. He must be too bold in placing bets!"

"A shocking gamble!"

"Even when the previous generation of Yuan Tianshi conquered the Holy City, there was no such a large-scale gamble."

"However, the previous generation of Yuan Tianshi won a saint, and she is really a role model for our generation."

Gu Manlu's whole body was shrouded in the hazy halo of a secret treasure, and her expression could not be seen. She didn't know what she thought after hearing these words.

Under the secret instructions of the powerful men, their disciples and juniors blended into the crowd.

"In my opinion, Fang Han will lose without a doubt, and I'll beat Yuan 5,000 Jin!"

"That's right, does he think the magical medicine of immortal gold is Chinese cabbage? I'll weigh 20,000 kilograms, maybe I can get a small piece of amethyst jade soil to blend into the magic weapon."

The fewer people participate, the more they win, which is 24 million!

But this is obviously unrealistic, because the human heart is like this——

Some people feel more uncomfortable when they see others making money than when they lose money!

And there are many such people.
To be continued...