Yang Yi's behavior is actually a bit taboo.
Even if he has paid for the source in advance, he should take the picked stones back to the old saint to cut them, or take them away directly, otherwise it is easy for misunderstandings to happen.
These are some rules.
But Yang Yi has no concept in this area.
He has long said that he was not serious about reading at the beginning, and now he is just playing.
People gamble on stones to get rich, but look at his purpose.
It is simple, just three words, to have fun.
The old saint, who was watching from a distance intentionally or unintentionally but thought he would not be discovered, turned slightly dark.
This is not because Yang Yi doesn't follow the rules.
He doesn't care about these stones at all, but he understands Yang Yi's "stone gambling" method and basis.
What Yang Yi said before made this old human saint thought Yang Yi This "younger generation of the human race" is quite accomplished in Origin Art, so he can speak so calmly, but now his finger is like a knife, and the stone skin is peeled off every bit where the finger touches.
This skill It's quite good, but the source technique is After all, this is an old saint.
Even if he has no attainments in Origin Art, he may not be inferior to some so-called masters just by relying on his powerful spiritual sense.
After Yang Yi cut a few pieces, he naturally saw that Yang Yi is now There are only two bases for picking stones: first, they look pleasing to the eye.
Two, hold it handy In an instant, Yang Yi, who deliberately showed some of his aura, was downgraded from "a somewhat interesting and worthy descendant of the human race" to a "prodigal son" in the eyes of the old saint.
He endured the psychological gap and wanted to kick Yang.
Impulsively, the old saint began to close his eyes and rest.
Yang Yi didn't pay attention to this.
He was really immersed in the fun of gambling on stones and couldn't help himself.
No need for spiritual thoughts.
Suppressing the power, deliberately controlling the "divine eye" state that is passively attached to the perception of several great avenues.
Each of these stones is unknown in his eyes.
The most important thing is that the appearance of each stone can be said to be "OK".
Plus he doesn't care about gains and losses.
Cutting off piece by piece like this, the stones changed from unknown to known.
It was naturally interesting.
In addition, from time to time, one or two interesting gadgets would be cut out of the stones, which added to his interest.
Indeed, those things are really just gadgets, not the kind that Yang Yi is too high-minded to look down on, but isn't that what his purpose is?
If he really wants this treasure that covers the world, he has many ways, whether it is How about robbing or buying?
If the resources are not enough, it would be better to dismantle the imperial soldiers into materials and sell them.
Time passed bit by bit, Yang Yi had changed several places, and consciously went to the old saint to replenish a lot of pure sources.
He had already cut the stones in several places cleanly.
And in this process.
Yang Yi's "Original Technique" is also constantly "progressing".
From the beginning, he picked it up and looked at it for a while.
From the texture to the color, from the quality to the density, the aspects involved are getting more and more.
The more extensive the process, the more complicated the process.
Yang Yi checked more and more carefully before cutting the stone, which naturally took longer and longer.
But the damn conscience of heaven and earth, these can only be regarded as some stone gambling techniques on the earth, which are conventional, relying on the kind that can't be the protagonist.
But Yang Yi just got addicted to it, and it took a few minutes at most to develop from a stone at the beginning.
Nowadays, a piece of stone can only be seen for a long time, and it is cut into finer and finer pieces.
There was also a faint smile on his face, as if he had gained a lot from it.
The old saint in the distance looked at it a few more times.
At first, he was frightened a few times.
In the end, he was completely out of sight and out of mind.
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He had despaired of Yang Yi's origin technique.
He knew at a glance that a nearly half-meter-high stone was a complete waste stone, but Yang Yi squatted there with that expression and cut it into a lot of small cube stones with a side length of one centimeter.
What a cliffhanger you are playing Yang Yi was obsessed, but he knew what his current state was.
To outsiders, they might think he is crazy.
Only he knew that for the first time since he became famous, he had found a game that made playing less boring.
In other words, this was the first time in so many years that he seriously wanted to play a game. dividing line But Yang Yi himself didn't expect that he would play for so long.
He had taken a look at Tianxuan Stone Square before coming to it.
The powerful Holy Lord of the Holy Land on the other side of Zishan had just gathered and was discussing countermeasures.
It was still some time before the Wu Shi Bell rang, but while he was playing around like this, he actually heard the Wu Shi Bell.
"clang" Yang Yi was awakened from his addiction, smiled calmly, and said to himself: "The sound quality is similar to that of the Donghuang Bell, both are very good", and then continued to cut his own stones to play.
The old saint not far away was also shocked by the sound of the bell, but he was not as calm as Yang Yi.
Yang Yi's calmness was probably regarded by him as ignorance, which was just human nature.
Yang Yi began to cut the stone, still using his fingers as a knife.
Previously, he was carefully looking at the stone that was half the size of a human head in his hand.
Unfortunately, he was awakened by the sound of the Wushi Bell before he could finish his work.
Now he has no interest in continuing to look at it.
But cutting stone is still a time-consuming job Then after Yang Yi cut a few more serious stones, a few days passed.
At this time, an old Taoist wearing old Taoist robes and with a withered body came to Chilong Taoist.
His attitude is not very good, but we can't expect him, a strong man who has the ability to kill the Holy Lord, to be respectful to an "ordinary" old man.
But Yang Yi still feels that Chilong Old Taoist should be grateful that both of them in this garden are respectful.
Not in the mood to talk to him, Yang Yi was just minding his own business, while the old sage was really indifferent.
Fame and fortune, otherwise, who would show such a bad face?
No, it should be said that the old saint in the original work was a bit displeased with him, otherwise he would not have taken the initiative to sell the stone when he suddenly left after choosing it.
Give it to Ye Fan, let Ye Fan, a "good boy" who respects his elders, earn Chilong's favor almost in vain.
For Ye Hei, the point source is worth money.
You must know that when he wanted to break through the four poles, the source he needed would cost tens of millions of kilograms.
A little more would be a little less.
Just at this time, Chi Long Lao Taoist noticed Yang Yi and took a look from a distance.
He, who had a lot of attainments in Origin Technique, naturally saw the basis of Yang Yi's routine at the moment, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.
But he didn't say much.
Then a subtle feeling of displeasure suddenly arose in Yang Yi's heart, and the right hand used to make the knife suddenly spread out.
He clamped the stone in his hand with his left hand, closed it slightly, and then a stream of stone powder flew away silently.
There was no fluctuation, and it didn’t attract anyone’s attention.
After playing for so long, it’s enough.
Anyway, Tianxuan’s family is not the only one in the Stone Gambling Square.
At most, this place has the advantage of being secluded.
Now that Yang Yi felt unhappy, he had to find someone to divert this unhappiness away.
Chi Long, the old man who caused this unhappiness, was a good candidate.
Yang Yi strolled, aiming for a patch of grass not far away that was targeted by Chi Long Lao Tao.
The speed seemed slow, but he arrived there just one step ahead of Chi Long Lao Tao.
Immediately afterwards, he released a sweep with his spiritual mind, picked up two stones, turned around and left, which made Old Chilong frown slightly, but still didn't say anything.
Then he searched carefully in the grass and stood up.
His brows furrowed again.
This time it's wrinkled
Why was it because Yang Yi had picked out the only two good stones in the grass before, although they were not good goods.
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There were still some that seemed to be in stock, but the old Chilong Taoist who noticed something strange gave them up and turned his attention to Yang Yi again.
There was a strange and inexplicable flavor in it.
Then his face turned dark, because at this time Yang Yi had already wandered around the entire stone garden and stood in front of the old saint.
There was a lot of stones beside him, and he was obviously calculating the total price and preparing to pay. .
From the perspective of the old Taoist Chi Long, he looked at it from a distance.
In that pair of stones, there were quite a few that he could confirm were in stock and some that were suspected.
Only a small part couldn't see anything strange, and they looked like tatters.
But this vicious look does not apply to those who look like tatters.
Only those things that he can confirm are in stock, not everyone can see it.
Well, this is really the idea of the prodigal son before to congratulate Chilong Lao Dao, which coincides with the saint.
Chilong didn't believe in evil, so he walked around the garden closely.
Yang Yi, who was looking far away, couldn't help but put a smile on his face.
No wonder so many people like to do this kind of thing, it’s really interesting It didn't matter what Yang Yi did.
After scanning around with his spiritual mind, he picked out all the stones in the garden that were worth paying attention to, including the stone that could produce the Human Yuan Fruit obtained by Chi Long Lao Dao in the original work.
There was also a trace of uncontrollable shock on the old saint's face.
It turned out that this kid was really just playing around with what Chilong saw.
Naturally, he didn't miss anything.
He used to think that Yang Yi was playing, but he was playing like a playboy who wasted his family and lost his ambition by playing with things.
Now I feel that Yang Yi is playing for leisure after achieving something.
It can be like two high school students who are equally proficient in playing computer games.
They can get the key points and get the best scores in every mock test.
But it has to hover around double digits.
Can the attitude of parents be the same?
But it’s not over yet.
For the first time in his life, Yang Yi actively wanted to do this kind of slap in the face.
How could he just casually end the delivery of hundreds of thousands of kilograms of sources?
Tianxuan Shifang does not have high-priced stones like other holy places. , they were all taken away and divided up by other families.
Yang Yi took a stone that was more suitable for making a stool and put it under his buttocks and started cutting stones.
Slowly, Chilong Lao Tao's face changed again, and turned a little green, but he was not angry because he did not feel that Yang Yi, a "younger boy", had any intention against him.
After all, he was also a senior expert, so he would not be like this.
He was too fussy with a junior, but the old saint smiled in a meaningful way. s: Second update.
Damn it, even after watching Zhe Tian once, I am still confused about how to calculate the realm of Sendai.
One to six are the half-steps to reach the great saint.
How to calculate the quasi-emperor after that?
You know.
Jiuchongtian, and then the Great Emperor, what the hell I didn’t feel it when I was reading the book.
Now I want to write something about fan fiction.
I’m really worried.
I hope some readers who understand can give me some advice in the book review area.
Otherwise, please forgive me if there are some minor bugs in this aspect.
I really don’t understand.
Kong turned around and read Zhetian carefully, otherwise he would not write anything.
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