Chatper 1502 (1/2)

"Little brother has a unique vision and an extraordinary bearing, which is really admirable. When you are free, let's find a place to have a drink and get familiar with it."

The man in yellow was rude to Liu Qing, but Yang Xuan was extremely pleasing to the eye.

"Well, it's an honor."

Yang Xuan stood up and clasped his fists in return. He had a good impression of the man in yellow. He smiled and said, "I don't have any kind of vision. I'm just lucky. The blind cat meets the dead mouse, and it's pure blind."

"Cut the stone, it's a gamble. If my little brother can have this luck, it's enough to show that you really have something special. Why should you be humble?"

The man in yellow sighed with emotion, always feeling that Yang Xuan was hiding, rather than relying solely on luck.

Luck is both innate and unpredictable. Even some people with good luck can't guarantee that good luck will follow at all times.

Here, Master Wang Mingde hesitated for a while, but walked forward slowly and apologized to Yang Xuan.

"Hey, this time, the old man is clumsy, and the old man is here to accompany you this junior."

When others cut stones, outsiders should not point fingers and make judgments. This was originally a taboo when cutting stones.

If Yang Xuan didn't cut anything out just now, it would be good to say, but Yang Xuan finally got a colorful glass bead of priceless value, which made Wang Mingde unable to ignore it.

Regardless of whether it was due to luck, or it was really blind as Yang Xuan said, Yang Xuan always cut out the treasure. This is an indisputable fact.

"What did the master say, the younger generation is young and energetic. If there is any conflict between the previous words, please don't blame the master."

Yang Xuan waved his hand, and when he said this, Wang Mingde felt much more comfortable in his heart, and praised: "The future generations are terrifying, I don't know where my little friend is from?"

"Junior Lin Feng is an inner disciple of the Ascension Sect."

"It turns out that the little friend is Linfeng from the Yuhuamen. No wonder he was able to come out of the forbidden area of ​​the barren mountain, and was appreciated by the ancestors of Yuhua, who gave him a fruit of time."

"Senior is wrong, everything is just good luck."

Seeing that Yang Xuan was lucky, Liu Qing's face turned blue and red, and his heart was full of depression.

He said coldly: "Luck is a thing, when it is always used up, relying on luck to cut stones, that is Hu Lai."

After all, the person has already left, but he did not leave the Fengjia cutting stone workshop, but walked around in the outer courtyard of the stone workshop to choose the fairy source.

He lost his face in the bet with Yang Xuan today. He had to quickly find Xianyuan and cut out some real treasures, otherwise he would have no face to stay.

"Brother Liu Qing, choose well, I believe you can do it."

Indigo Fairy shouted in a crisp voice.

"I will."

Liu Qing nodded, feeling a little better at last. He walked around the outer courtyard in such a fast-paced manner, and after a while, he found an immortal source as big as a watermelon.

"That's it, Master Yuan, please come and cut it!"

After spending a lot of immortal crystals, Liu Qing did not go to cut the stone personally. In terms of cultivation, he is much higher than Yang Xuan, but in terms of sword skills, he is not as good as a horse, so there is no need to force it to show off.

"Master Dao, wait a moment, the old man will come to dissolve the stone for you."

Master Yuan, who was beside Yang Xuan, was quick with his hands and feet, and soon came to Liu Qing's side, and began to sacrifice his knife to cut the source.

The Master Yuan of Feng Family Cutting Stone Workshop is a short-statured old man with white hair and beard. Although his cultivation base is only the fourth level of the True Wonderland, his swordsmanship is quite sophisticated. A little bit of light blooms.

"The treasure will be born so soon!"

"It's amazing, it's worthy of being an immortal genius from the Taoist sect, and he really has a very high attainments in Yuanshu."

At this moment, many people rushed over, only to see that the watermelon-sized Xianyuan has shrunk to the size of a fist, and it is covered with small spar the size of a grain of rice, dazzling like a piece of Ganges star sand .