Inverse Sword God

Chapter 1919 Make a lot of money!

"Not necessarily, what's the hurry, this is only one-third."

"Generally, if there is something, it will be in the center, and it is still early."

"In the center, doesn't that mean that even if it's a treasure, it's very small."

"Won't you lose money?"

"What do you know!" Someone sneered, "Treasures are not based on size."

"Divine crystal with the size of a fingernail, or a hundred kilograms of ordinary spar, which one do you choose?"

Hearing this, many people stopped talking.

Because even if it is the god crystal of the fingernail, as long as it is a god crystal, its value and energy are definitely not comparable to ordinary spar,

Legend has it that there is a mysterious power in the crystal, which is extremely mysterious.

The middle-aged man in the green robe naturally knows this, so even if he cuts to a third of the way and there is no light, he can still hold his breath.

The palm is very stable, and the stone skin is slowly cut off.

But soon, the green-robed middle-aged man broke down in cold sweat, and even his face became very ugly.

Because he has already cut in half, but still no light appears.

This means that he is likely to have misunderstood, and this stone may be a waste stone.

Not only him, but the crowd around him also started talking.

"It's already halfway through, and the light hasn't appeared yet. This time it should be a waste stone."

Those who believed in it before were also shaken, because under normal circumstances, there are treasures in the center of the stone.

But now it has been cut here, there is no light flashing, indicating that there is no treasure,

At this moment, they could no longer find a reason to think that the stone in front of them was a treasure.

Lin Xuan's expression was indifferent. He knew that there was definitely a spar in this stone, but it was just that the other side cut it in the wrong position.

But this time, someone else spoke up.

It was an old man with gray hair and a hooked nose, and the whole person gave off a gloomy feeling.

He said in a deep voice: "Daoist friend, it's already halfway through. Do you still want to cut it? If you don't want to continue, I will buy this stone with 30 catties of spar, how about it?"

Hearing this, everyone around was in an uproar. It was already a waste stone, and there were still people buying it. Could it be that there is something tricky about this stone?

For a time, many people were moved.

However, the gray-haired old man snorted coldly before, and an extremely powerful breath surged from his body, shocking everyone.

Feeling this terrible breath, many people closed their mouths.

And the gray-haired old man looked forward: "Ask, how?"

The middle-aged green robe pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "No need, I will continue to cut."

To be honest, he was very confident in his spirituality, and he clearly felt that this stone contained a huge amount of spiritual power.

There must be treasures, but why haven't they been cut out?

And now it's only cut in half. He has also seen some treasures under the stone.

Therefore, until the last moment, he will not give up, nor will he admit defeat.

Seeing the other party but insisting, the gray-haired old man snorted coldly and retreated to the crowd.

And the middle-aged man with the green bag in front waved his arm again,

The black dagger seemed to turn into a poisonous snake, constantly spitting out light and continuing to cut stones.

Kaka!

In the end, the half-meter-high stone was cut in half, but no spar appeared.

Everyone around them shook their heads and sighed.

After all, this stone was purchased for 150 catties of spar, and nothing was cut out at the moment, so it was a loss.

The gray-haired old man even sneered, with a hint of schadenfreude.

"Impossible, I can't feel wrong!"

"There's definitely spar in here!"

The man in the green robe did not accept this situation, and then others waved the dagger in his hand and waved two black rays of light.

Like the river Styx, it slashed to the stone. Cut the stone cut in half again, cut it into four halves.

However, still nothing appeared.

Seeing this, his face was very ugly.

Unexpectedly, the first time he made his move, he was mistaken. This was not good news for him.

The Lonely Old Monster breathed a sigh of relief, because Lin Xuan originally wanted to buy this item, but luckily it was snatched away by someone else.

Otherwise, if Lin Xuan bought it, he would definitely waste a hundred catties of spar.

The Dark Red Dragon was also an accident. He knew Lin Xuan's strength, but he didn't expect that there was nothing in it.

So he asked in a voice: "Boy, what's going on, didn't you even see the wrong way?"

Lin Xuan shook his head slightly: "I didn't miss it, there are indeed spar, and there are quite a few."

"However, he cut in the wrong place."

"The spar is in the lower left corner and the upper right corner. He didn't touch those two places at all."

"I see."

The dark red voice dragon understood, the middle-aged man in green robe is really sad.

But at this time, Lin Xuan spoke up, and he said lightly: "Fellow Daoist, Shijin spar, buy these waste stones you cut, are you willing to sell them?"

"What, there are still people bidding?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, showing expressions of disbelief.

"This is waste rock, and the underground ones have no value. Someone still buys them. Is there something wrong with their minds?"

"It's still too much money, and there's nowhere to spend it."

"It's this kid again. He wanted to buy this stone before, but he just couldn't get it."

"Now he even wants the fragments of those waste rocks. What does he want to do?"

"Who knows, it is estimated that he is a rich second-generation, with a lot of spar, just spend it!"

A series of discussions rang out, but everyone thought that Lin Xuan's brain was flooded, so he would buy the cut waste stone.

In the crowd, even the gray-haired old man from before sneered.

Before, he thought that this stone might still have treasures, but now that it has been cut in half, how could there be treasures.

Now someone is bidding, which is purely a waste of the spar in their hands.

The green-robed middle-aged man was also surprised, but he nodded in agreement. After all, if you can recover ten kilograms of spar, it is considered less loss.

Seeing that the other party agreed, Lin Xuan ignored the words of the others, but gave the other party ten near spar.

Then, with a wave of his palm, he collected the four pieces of gravel on the ground.

"I really bought it!"

"No, is his brain flooded?"

"Who knows, don't pay attention to this kid, he is probably a stunner and doesn't understand anything."

Everyone shook their heads and ignored them, instead looking at other stones.

Lin Xuan is very satisfied, these people dare to mock him, what an idiot!

This time, he made a big profit.

The spar here is about 150 to 60 jin when cut out, so he was willing to buy 100 jin before.

And the price of 150 pounds, he will not buy it.

Because there is no money left.

But now, he only spent ten catties of spar, and bought 150 ten catties of spar.