Inside Spirit Stone Mine Canyon, at the northeast corner.
Many miners gathered in a group, which was quite lively. The miners who were familiar with the rules of the game were talking about it.
A young miner said to the familiar Middle-aged Man beside him.
"Brother... you play with me. Although there is no guarantee that you can win, I have always been very lucky... Last time..."
As he spoke, there was no sound, and Divine Sense was used for voice transmission.
After all, if wealth is not revealed, the world of immortality is still very dangerous.
After the exchange, Middle-aged Man said with excitement.
"Okay... If you win Spirit Stone this time, I'll treat you to a restaurant!"
"I have rich experience and my predictions are very accurate. How about we buy it together?" Another monk who looked like an old man said with a smile to the miner beside him.
"Forget it... I'm here to see the excitement... no... no Spirit Stone!"
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Fatty Sang After looking around, he saw that the atmosphere was already lively, so he stopped delaying.
"Fellow Daoists, please be quiet for a moment. In order to take care of the new Daoist friends and prevent anyone from fishing in troubled waters, we should put the villain first and then the gentleman, and announce the rules.
The gameplay is very simple, that is which pattern the pointer stops on. The Lieutenant General's pattern is marked with four times and twenty times, but the Spirit Stone you bet is at least one piece of Spirit Stone.
Everyone, before placing bets, needs to use mana to mark Spirit Stone to avoid disputes..."
This is the result of his many years of experience, in order to avoid frequent accidents and delays.
Otherwise, delaying time will delay him from earning Spirit Stone.
"Give way... it's about to begin!" Fatty Sang shouted to the monk in front of him.
Veteran players, immediately retreat a large distance.
"Get out of the way... don't delay me from making Spirit Stone!"
The old player shouted to the miner who was still standing there and not moving.
"Yes... move aside quickly!"
In the blink of an eye.
There is a huge gap in front of Fatty Sang.
Seeing that the game had officially started, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but focus on Fatty Sang.
Of course he knew that this was a hugely profitable deal, but it was a pity that he didn't have the strength to intervene, and he felt quite envious in his heart.
"It's great to have an uncle like Foundation Establishment Realm!... Have big legs to hug you...
Not only is it a backer... but it is also a guarantee of credibility. Otherwise... a nameless little monk, who would pay attention to you?
If the rich Spirit Stone is exposed and life is in danger, I believe those Martial Uncle people will definitely not mind putting the Spirit Stone into their own storage bags!
Exposing wealth without sufficient strength is like Xiao Er taking meat and showing it off in front of a pack of hungry wolves, seeking death."
In the blink of an eye, many thoughts flashed through Cheng Buzheng's mind.
He saw Fatty Sang patting the storage bag, and a roll of Beast Skin appeared at his feet.
Then, Fatty Sang waved his sleeves, and a roll of Beast Skin was completely spread out on the ground, nearly one foot long and one foot wide.
There are eight patterns on Beast Skin, which are exactly the same as the eight patterns on the roulette wheel, but the patterns are not composed of Spirit Pattern.
Four, four times the number of spiritual beasts are arranged in a row, and four, twenty times the number of mythical beasts are arranged in a row.
Above Flood Dragon corresponds to Azure Dragon, above True Spirit Tiger corresponds to White Tiger, above Vermilion Bird corresponds to Phoenix, above Mystic Turtle corresponds to Black Tortoise, these eight patterns occupy most of the area of Beast Skin.
Fatty Sang patted his big belly, waved his sleeves, and placed Divine Beast Roulette on the free space of Beast Skin.
Fatty Sang didn't waste any time. A burst of mana popped up from his fingertips and was injected into the pointer. Then he showed a warm smile and said.
"Next, it's time for everyone to place bets. After a quarter of an hour, Divine Beast Roulette will start!
Don't forget, before placing your bet, Spirit Stone leaves a mana mark.
Otherwise, I will not be responsible for any disputes caused!"
Fatty Sang reminded him again, it would really cause a dispute, which would waste time and delay his earning Spirit Stone!
"I have injected all the Spirit Stone into the mark, and I am just waiting for a big battle!"
"Are you going to give all Spirit Stone to Boss Sang?"
"That's right... that makes sense!"
"Ha... ha, I'll bet Azure Dragon, is there anyone who wants to bet with me?"
"That's not safe. It's better to bring a spiritual beast with four times the power!"
"That time, Spirit Stone's investment was huge!"
"I will fish for White Tiger alone. Each time I get one piece of Spirit Stone, I will get twenty pieces of Spirit Stone." He said, and actually put a piece of Spirit Stone into the White Tiger pattern area.
"You are so courageous!... I'd better be on the safe side... one big and one small!"
"You're wrong. Either take the risk of fishing alone... or just join three small companies and leave one open. This is safer!"
A veteran monk immediately retorted.
"Xiao Lou... Come with me, I'm very lucky!"
"I discovered the rules of roulette. There is a high chance that I can win Spirit Stone. If you win, you must treat me to a good meal!"
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As time goes by, each of the eight patterns on Beast Skin accumulates a large amount of Spirit Stone. The four spirit beast patterns have the most Spirit Stone, while the four mythical beast patterns have very few Spirit Stone.
When Cheng Buzheng saw so many Spirit Stone, he drooled with envy in his heart.
He knew that so many Spirit Stone definitely could not be taken by a Qi Refining Stage monk, and most of them must have been taken away by his uncle, but even if it was just a fraction of the money, it would be enough for Fatty Sang to practice.
A quarter of an hour later.
Fatty Sang's eyes fell on Spirit Stone on Beast Skin, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he spoke slowly.
"A quarter of an hour is up, stop betting!" As he spoke, he waved his sleeves with a layer of transparent mana, covering the eight patterns.
At the same time, Fatty Sang kept hitting Method Formula with both hands.
"Hey... I haven't decided yet, which one I want to play!"
"Yes! Time flies so fast."
"In the next round, you must place your bet in time, otherwise you will regret it if you win!"
At this time, Method Formula of Fatty Sang was finished, and the pointer in the middle of Divine Beast Roulette started to move.
Every time the pointer passes a pattern, the pattern lights up slightly. The pointer either speeds up or slows down suddenly. When the pointer passes by, the faint light on the pattern goes out.
The pointer suddenly moved faster and slower, causing the emotions of many miners present to fluctuate back and forth.
Especially when the pointer is about to stop, the miners present have their eyes fixed on the roulette wheel, whether they are sad or happy, their various emotions have reached their peak.
When the pointer completely stops on the Mystic Turtle pattern.
The scene suddenly became very lively, but no one dared to cause trouble to Fatty Sang.
"If I had known earlier, I would have played Mystic Turtle! It would have been a month's work in vain."
"The four-door small one has pressed the three doors, but it has not pressed the Mystic Turtle. Is it so memorized?"
"Hey... Failed to fish alone!"
Where there is sadness, there is joy.
"I'm just saying, I'm so lucky! Do you think this is a win?"
"Next time, I'll follow you too."
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