But at this moment, a figure flashed in front of him, but another person appeared, protecting Ling Tian behind him.
This person is Mr. Li who was at the door just now!
"Everyone, please be patient!"
Seeing Mr. Li arrive, the Dharma Master named Chen Kuo moved his eyes, but put down his aura.
There is no other reason for this. Mr. Li's cultivation has reached the late stage of Dharma Realm, which is far beyond what he can handle.
"Mr. Li, what do you mean?"
Mr. Chen Xiaohou frowned and said coldly.
"Little Marquis, this is Gambling Stone Pavilion. Don't cause trouble here, otherwise I won't be able to explain to the pavilion master."
"What? Do you mean you want to protect him? Who is he? If he hurts my people, he must die!" Mr. Chen Xiaohou was angry.
"Young Master, I'm so sorry. This young master is also a distinguished guest of our Gambling Stone Pavilion. I have an obligation to ensure his safety."
Mr. Li is not afraid of the threat from Mr. Chen Xiaohou.
"Old man Li, don't say I don't give you face. You know who I am. What if I want to take him down today?"
Chen Xiaohouye's eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold expression.
"Then you should also know who our Pavilion Master is. If you insist on this, you can give it a try."
Mr. Li also snorted coldly, looking like he was not giving face.
However, when Chen Xiaohou heard the word "Pavilion Master", his expression suddenly changed, his eyes flickered, and he actually seemed to be dodging.
It seems that the master of the pavilion is really a terrible person.
However, if Ling Tian is not punished, his face today will be completely lost. For a moment, Chen Xiaohou is in a dilemma.
"Little Marquis, how about this. I think this man really wants to bet on the stone. Why don't he and I bet on you? If he loses, let us do whatever we want. This way, it is in line with the rules. Let's also let the treasure bet on you."
The museum is in a dilemma, how about it?"
At this time, Mr. Qing Yu suddenly stood up and said.
Chen Xiaohouye rolled his eyes and felt that this was not a bad step. Anyway, Mr. Qing Yu was a disciple of Shenjian. As long as he didn't meet his fellow disciples, who could be his opponent in Chang'an City?
Moreover, if this happens, Ling Tian will definitely lose. If he is left to his own devices, Zhenbao Pavilion will not be able to say anything. On the contrary, it will make him famous in Chang'an City!
Thinking of this, Mr. Chen Xiaohou also nodded and looked at Mr. Li and Ling Tian behind him.
"That low-class man, do you dare to challenge me?"
Mr. Li turned around and looked at Ling Tian, but the latter stepped forward directly.
"Hmph, you can bet if you want, but what if you lose?"
Since the other party delivered the meat to his door, Ling Tian would naturally not refuse it.
If Mr. Li hadn't appeared, he would have beaten them all.
However, when Ling Tian finished speaking, all the distinguished guests present were stunned.
They never expected that this man would dare to be so arrogant in front of the disciples of Shenjian Sect!
Mr. Chen Xiaohou and Mr. Qing Yu burst out laughing.
"What? We lose? You country bumpkin, haven't you heard of the name Shenjian Sect?"
Mr. Qing Yu even sneered, "You are insulting our Shenjian Sect!"
"Little Marquis, what Ling Tian said is not unreasonable. Since it is gambling, there are winners and losers. It is better to make it clear before the bet. Anyway, Mr. Qing Yu is not afraid..."
At this time, Mr. Li helped Ling Tian respond.
"Huh, okay! That's just like what he said. If we lose, not only will all the things we offer be paid to him, Mr. Qing Yu will also call him grandpa. But if he loses, not only will he be at our disposal,
I still have to kneel here and bark like a dog!!"
Mr. Chen Xiaohou waved his hand and didn't pay attention at all.
They won't lose anyway.
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But Mr. Qing Yu's expression changed, and he secretly scolded Mr. Chen Xiaohou for selling Ma Pi, but he still smiled confidently.
"Master Lingtian, what do you think?"
Mr. Li turned around again.
"No problem, let's get started!"
Ling Tian was naturally not afraid, so he stepped forward and walked to the ores surrounded by a group of distinguished guests, "Just choose from these stones."
"Very good. These stones have just been transported from the Northern Desert. It's fair for you to bet."
Mr. Li followed up, patted the stones, and said: "Young Master Qing Yu is a disciple of Shen Jian, and his skill in identifying stones is naturally very high. Young Master Ling Tian is also very confident. Why not, I stipulate that each of you can only choose five pieces."
Stones, let's compare winning and losing, and the one with the higher value will be the winner!"
"As Mr. Li of Zhenbao Pavilion testified, Qing Yu has no objection. I only choose five yuan, which is exactly what I want. In this way, some people are lucky and it will not be so easy!"
Mr. Qing Yu glanced at Ling Tian and said contemptuously.
"I have no objection either." Ling Tian also nodded.
Hearing this, all the distinguished guests around him became interested and started talking about it.
Such scenes of stone gambling are not common.
Moreover, there are still people betting against Shenjian’s disciples, which is so interesting.
"Where did this kid come from? Doesn't he know that stones from the Northern Desert are notoriously difficult to identify? Even the success rate of Shenjian's disciples is not high!"
"Who knows, it's very likely that he's a dumb kid. Hehe, just wait and see. Then he'll have to learn how to bark like a dog!"
Ling Tian ignored the cynicism and sarcasm on his face and touched the stones one by one.
Seeing this, Mr. Qing Yu snorted coldly, brushed his fingers over his eyes, and suddenly a bright white light flashed through his pupils, looking at the pieces of ore of different shapes.
The two started at the same time, but compared to Mr. Qing Yu's solemnity, Ling Tian seemed too casual.
I saw Ling Tian touching the stones one by one, just like an ordinary distinguished guest, looking at the appearance.
This level of stone identification is the lowest level. In their opinion, it is absolutely impossible to identify the rough stone from the Northern Desert.
However, at this time, Ling Tian was a little surprised.
Because he used his sword shadow to penetrate deep into these ores, but encountered extremely strong obstacles.
This phenomenon is the second time we have encountered this situation since the time at Juntian Dojo.
Although the ability of these stones to resist the penetration of the sword shadow is not as strong as the one in Juntian Dojo, it is still much higher than all the rough stones in the four layers below.
Moreover, although there are more than 400 stones in this batch, there are very few of them with anything in them. One percent would be good.
Therefore, one can imagine how difficult it is to identify this batch of rough stones.
Suddenly, Ling Tian stopped in front of a stone and frowned.
This stone is in the shape of a long strip and has the strangest appearance among many stones.
The stone was as black as ink, as if it had been burned into carbon, and was very ugly.
However, Ling Tian's sword shadow encountered extremely strong resistance in this stone. The strength of the resistance was only inferior to that of the mountain above Lei Ze Lingquan when Jun Tian was present.
It is also the most difficult to penetrate among these stones.
It took Ling Tian half a cup of tea to soak it all in. However, what came into Ling Tian's mind was a very strange scene.
Ling Tian discovered that there was a twisted and deformed dark stick embedded in the middle of this long stone. The material of the stick had been completely destroyed by some kind of heat energy, and its spirituality was completely gone.
