Yan Zhexian was very interested and asked: "How can you tell that it has been sacrificed?"

Zhang Ruochen talked eloquently and said: "It has been recorded in classics that the time-space coral was born in Xingwu and grew in the ancient mines. It was white like jade at first. It became a tree during the epoch of the epoch, divided into black and white, and illuminated for five hundred miles. On the day of March,

March Night is one day."

It means that the time and space coral was born in Haishixingwu and grew on the ancient divine mine. At first, it was as white as jade. After passing through the Yuanhui tribulation, it turned into black and two-color, and the light shrouded the five hundred miles.

Three months are days, three months are nights, and half a year is one day.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It can be seen that even if it is a black and white space-time coral tree, within the range of the light, the flow of time is extremely slow. If you stay under the tree for half a year, only one day will pass outside. Moreover, this flow of time is very stable.

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"There are few records of space-time coral trees with more than three colors in the classics."

"The colorful space-time coral tree is unheard of. If one were born alive, it would definitely alarm many gods. Its value far exceeds that of the Supreme Sacred Artifact, and can even be compared with the price of the divine artifact."

"The space power emitted by this colorful coral tree is very unstable, and the time power is also quite chaotic. It is obviously a dead tree and has been sacrificed by humans."

The monk, whose whole body was shrouded in black gauze, said in a chaotic and hoarse voice: "How do you know it is a dead tree? What if it is not completely dead?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "The time-space coral can only survive in the ancient divine mine. If it is separated from the divine mine, it will not be nourished and will die soon."

Ye Xiao, who was in charge of the auction, pointed to the gaming table and said, "Didn't you see that there is a pot of sacred mud under the colorful coral tree? When it was dug out from the tomb of the ancient god, the sacred mud was already there, and its divinity was not lost.

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The old man with seven hands, the God of Gamblers, showed his yellowed teeth and smiled a bit ferociously, saying: "Even if it is a dead tree, its value is not low."

Yan Zhexian nodded, agreeing with Old Man Qishou's point of view.

Even if it is just a dead tree of the colorful coral tree, it should be worth more than 100,000 sacred stones. If you are lucky and the colorful coral tree is not completely dead, even if there is still a trace of vitality, given the background of the Yama clan, there is a certain chance to revive it.

feed.

When gambling reaches that level, what does tens of thousands of sacred stones mean?

Zhang Ruochen said: "If the dead tree that has been sacrificed is successfully sacrificed and well-preserved, its value is indeed very high. It can rival the Supreme Sacred Artifact. It is easy to sell hundreds of thousands of sacred stones."

At the beginning, Zhang Ruochen's seven-element king's sacred weapon "Mingyang Divine Wheel" was auctioned for 300,000 sacred stones in the star sea world because of the opportunity to cultivate it into a supreme sacred weapon.

The true supreme holy artifacts are priceless and no one will sell them.

Yan Zhexian saw that this space monk seemed to have some discernment, so he asked: "How much do you think this colorful coral tree is worth?"

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the chips on the gambling table and said, "I think there is no need to raise any more!"

Yan Zhexian's lips pursed slightly, his eyes became suspicious, and he said: "Do you think that this colorful coral tree failed to be sacrificed? Or was it improperly preserved and has become worthless in name only?"

"As I said just now, the space here is unstable and time is chaotic. Even if it is just a dead tree, it should not be in this state." Zhang Ruochen said.

A great sage from the corpse tribe who was watching laughed and said: "Don't you know, since the colorful coral tree has been sacrificed, it has been turned into a weapon. The weapon needs energy to activate it in order to show its power."

This Great Sage of the Corpse Tribe is none other than the White Man from the Hall of Eternal Life.

He was wearing a green Taoist robe, a Taoist crown on his head, holding a whisk in his hand, with a moon mark on his forehead, and his body exuded the stench of rotten corpses.

Yan Zhexian asked: "How sure are you?"

"What I just said are just guesses, and I'm only 30 to 40 percent sure." Zhang Ruochen didn't dare to speak too fully. After all, this Miss Yan is not someone to be trifled with.

If she makes a mistake in judgment and loses 150,000 divine stones, she won't be as easy to talk to as Cang Jie.

It's none of your business anyway, just tell the truth.

"Hey, I'm 30% or 40% sure, what's the difference between blind gambling?"

The onlookers like Wanwanzi all laughed.

Yan Zhexian became hesitant. He had already invested 150,000 sacred stones. If he listened to this unknown space monk and stopped raising bets and stopped the loss in time, all the sacred stones would be in vain.

Even if she was born noble, she would not be able to get the 150,000 sacred stones. She would have to go to her ancestors to ask for them.

If the ancestor knew that she lost 150,000 sacred stones on the gambling table, she would definitely be punished.

Not willing to give in, really not willing to give in.

"No, no, if it is something worthless, how could the old man Qishou, known as the God of Gamblers, bet on 140,000 sacred stones?"

Yan Zhexian immediately suspected whether this unknown space monk was the person arranged by the Seven Hands Old Man?

The old man with seven hands must win every time he bets, and he is obviously well versed in human calculations.

Zhang Ruochen saw Yan Zhexian's thoughts and was extremely speechless. He sighed to himself, with your little experience, you dare to gamble with a being who is at the level of a God of Gamblers. I feel really sad for your ancestors of the Yama clan.

After all, she is also the mother of the child. If she loses the bet and becomes depressed, it will be very bad for the child.

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to just watch her fall into the pit, so he decided to do his best to help her win this round or reduce her losses.

Of course, there were top sages with extraordinary eyesight present, as well as the legendary God of Gamblers, so Zhang Ruochen was not absolutely sure.

The God of Gamblers would stare at Zhang Ruochen with a smile from time to time. The smile was quite strange, which put Zhang Ruochen under great pressure. He always felt that his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all the unknowns in the world.

Zhang Ruochen suspected that his transformation technique had been seen through by the God of Gamblers.

Zhang Ruochen abandoned all distracting thoughts in his mind, looked at Ye Xiao, and said, "If I knew the identity of the owner of the ancient god's tomb where the colorful coral tree was dug out, I might be able to make a more accurate judgment."

The old man with seven hands laughed like a ghost: "It makes sense. At least we can judge whether he has the ability to refine a treasure of the level of the colorful coral tree."

Everyone's eyes turned to Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao said: "This..."

"I think we have the right to know." Yan Zhexian said.

Ye Xiao looked hesitant and said cautiously: "Everyone, please wait a moment. I have to ask the poster for instructions."

A clear and sweet voice penetrated the crystal wall, came from a certain direction in the Goddess Palace, and rang in the casino: "No, tell them."

Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Through the crystal walls and the thick night, he saw in the distance, on a vermilion balcony in the palace complex, standing a woman as radiant as the bright moon.

With just a sudden glance, the woman's figure disappeared.

Is she the owner of the Goddess Building?

Only three people in the entire gambling hall were able to determine the woman's location and stared at her.

In addition to Zhang Ruochen, the other two people were the old man Qishou and Wanwanzi.

Ye Xiao said: "The owner of that ancient god's tomb has existed for an extremely long time. Judging from the various artifacts dug out, he should be Lord Kurong."

Upon hearing this name, most of the monks present looked at a loss.

Zhang Ruochen absorbed the knowledge of the Heaven-Connecting Divine Tree, closed his eyes and searched, and found a trace of information about the God Ancestor Kurong. He was a strong man forty or fifty Yuanhui years ago, who belonged to the Stone Clan in the Hell Realm, and was known as the Stone Clan.

Lord of Gods.

When Zhang Ruochen found the information, Ye Xiao also told some information about Lord Kurong.

"It turns out to be God Lord Kurong. I have heard some legends about him. He is indeed an incredible god."

"The Palace of the Dead actually excavated the tomb of Lord Kurong. How many good things must have been unearthed?"

"If this news spreads, the strong men of the Stone Clan will definitely go to the Hall of the Dead to cause trouble. No wonder Ye Xiao doesn't dare to speak out, but the original poster has the courage."

"I don't believe that the Palace of the Dead can really excavate the tomb of Lord Kurong. Even if it is dug, it will probably only be excavated in part of the area."

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Although millions of years have passed since the days of Lord Kurong, a great figure like him, even if his body and spirit have perished, his name can still be passed down through the ages.

Leaving a name through the ages is something that all the gods in the world dream of.

"With the cultivation of God Lord Kurong, it is not difficult to worship the colorful coral tree."

"It seems that the colorful coral tree has been refined into a time and space treasure, and its value is likely to be higher than that of the Supreme Sacred Artifact."

"Oh my god, with such a treasure, the Palace of the Dead is actually willing to hand it over to the Gambling Artifact City of the Goddess Building?"

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The old man with seven hands snorted: "Blinally optimistic! God Lord Kurong has fallen for forty or fifty Yuanshui, and the immortal body of the god may have been corroded into bones. How can the colorful coral tree not be corroded?"

Someone retorted, saying: "God Lord Kurong must have carved divine patterns and supreme inscriptions on the colorful coral trees, which can withstand the corrosion of time."

"The God of Gamblers said this because he was afraid that others would increase their bets and raise the price too high." Wanwanzi said with a strange smile.

Zhang Ruochen inadvertently glanced at Wanwanzi and thought to himself, this corpse path master is so advanced that he is definitely not a master without a sacred stone. He doesn't go out to gamble, but he keeps chatting next to him.

Could it be that she was hired by the Goddess Tower?

The six great sages who had only bet a thousand sacred stones all looked excited. However, when they saw that more than a hundred thousand sacred stones had been bet on the gambling table, they all shook their heads in frustration.

"I bet 200,000 sacred stones."

The black-shaded monk, who had been silent, threw out seven black chip cards and added 70,000 divine stones at once.

The old man with seven hands chuckled: "I'll follow."

Immediately, he also threw out seven black chip cards and bet 210,000 divine stones.

A smile appeared on Wanwanzi's pale face, and he said: "Didn't the God of Gamblers just say that the colorful coral trees are very likely to have been corroded? How come you can raise your bets so readily?"
To be continued...