The cannon fodder female partner becomes a god by practicing involution

Chapter 21 Rough Stone Cutting
The reason why Shen Qingluo was able to recognize this treasure was that it was described in the original book.

When Murong Xue went out for training, she saved a young man from drowning. His father was grateful and gave her a small bell passed down from his ancestors. He said it was a treasure, but they couldn't use it.

That small tripod bell is the Dangpo Bell, which is a top-grade spiritual treasure, second only to the innate spiritual treasure.

This clock is only about the size of a palm, and its color is very unique, all blue, with a snow lotus engraved on the body.

In the original book, when Murong Xue got the Dangpo Bell at first, she didn't care about it because she couldn't feel any spiritual energy. She just regarded it as a mortal thing and kept it in the storage ring.

One day, she was sorting out the items in the ring and saw the Dangpo Bell. After taking it out, she wanted to throw it away, but at the last moment, she remembered the words of her young father.

In the spirit of giving it a try, Murong Xue struck at the Dangpo Bell with a sword. If the bell were a mortal object, it would be completely shattered with one strike.

Naturally, the bell was unscathed. Due to the attack, the Dangpo Bell revealed its spirituality, and was eventually discovered to be a top-quality spiritual treasure.
Shen Qingluo recalled the description in the book, and the system's voice soon sounded.

"From the moment the host came to the great world of Lingyun, some things were different. No matter what kind of treasure it is, it is never destined to belong to one person. The appearance of the Dangpo Bell here is the best example."

"I'm a little curious. Did Dangpo Zhong originally live in that young man's home? Has this changed?"

"This is not clear. The system is not omnipotent and cannot know everything about the world."

The monk at booth No. 9 is a young man with an ordinary face, and his cultivation is at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Seeing Shen Qingluo stopping in front of the stall, he tried to ask: "Do you have anything you like, fellow Taoist?"

"This small blue bell is very beautiful."

"Well, if fellow Taoist likes it, how about ten low-grade spiritual stones?"

"can."

Shen Qingluo took out the corresponding number of spirit stones and handed them over.

The young man was a little surprised, why didn't he lower the price? If I had known, I would have quoted a higher price!
In his opinion, this clock has no aura, it is just an ordinary object that looks more delicate. He brought it to set up a stall just to make money, and he did not expect it to be sold.

He was afraid that Shen Qingluo would regret it, so he quickly took the spirit stone and completed the transaction.

"Fellow Taoist, please feel free. If you still like the items on this stall, just tell me, the price is absolutely fair!"

Shen Qingluo played with the small blue clock and asked casually, "This thing is of exquisite workmanship. I wonder where you got it from? If there are still more, I would like to buy a few more for cave decoration."

The young man didn't think much and replied directly: "There is no need for this. I saved a mortal out of kindness a while ago, and his family gave me this as a thank you gift, saying it was passed down from his ancestors."

"That's right, thank you fellow Taoist for clarifying my doubts."

Shen Qingluo received the Dangpo Bell in the system space and continued to walk to other stalls.
She only missed it once, and she never encountered anything else that suited her liking.

Leave here, continue forward, and come to Fangshi's exclusive stone gambling area.

In the world of cultivation, there are countless kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, among which the ores commonly used for refining weapons have been formed over countless years.

The longer the time passes, the thicker the impurities covering the surface become, and they gradually become layered over time.

If you look at it from the outside, it is just an ordinary stone, but there are surprises when you cut it open.

The so-called gambling on stones refers to these rough stones that have something inside them.

Shen Qingluo looked at it for a while and learned the corresponding price. One thousand low-grade spiritual stones were opened once, and the rough stones could be chosen independently.

The participating monks suffered nine losses out of ten.

Some are addicted to it, and after the loss of spiritual stones is over, they resort to magical weapons and elixirs.
"Fellow Taoist, would you like to try your luck by cutting a piece of rough stone?" A slightly rich voice came to my ears, and the person who spoke was one of the monks responsible for cutting the stone.

Shen Qingluo shook her head. Although selling monster materials and elixirs made her a little rich, she couldn't afford such squandering.

Calculating carefully, the middle-grade spiritual stones are one thousand three hundred, and the low-grade spiritual stones are twenty-seven. The ten middle-grade spiritual stones that have consumed a little spiritual energy to activate the falling stone formation disk are not included.

One medium-grade stone is equal to one hundred low-grade stones. The total of these spiritual stones is enough to open the rough stone one hundred and thirty times.
After the refusal, the monk did not give up and continued to persuade.

"This is your first time back to Fangshi, fellow Taoist. I have never seen you before. If you have never come into contact with rough stones, I still recommend giving it a try, just in case you get lucky!"

"I"

Shen Qingluo was about to refuse again, but at the next moment, he got a prompt from the system.

"Side mission: On the journey of cultivating Taoism, good luck can save you from many detours. Please open the rough stone ten times, and the system will issue a certain amount of points based on the results."

Shen Qingluo: "."

She abruptly stopped the words of rejection she was about to blurt out, and nodded to the monk responsible for cutting the original stone, and then took out one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones with an expressionless face.

"Haha, fellow Taoist is really a cheerful person. One hundred middle-grade stones will be opened ten times. Fellow Taoist can choose freely with no time limit. Once you have chosen, you will tell me the corresponding number directly and we will cut it on site!"

Shen Qingluo hummed and turned his attention entirely to the rough stones.

Some are big and some are small, and apart from their different shapes, nothing else can be seen.

After about half a cup of tea, she intuitively selected ten of them and gave the number.

In fact, in the stone gambling area, there were many monks watching. The reason why she was noticed by the monks responsible for cutting was firstly because of her cold temperament; secondly because of the wooden identification plate hanging on her waist, which belonged to the disciple of Taisheng Sect. .

These monks have a stereotype about the majority of disciples, believing that they are not short of spiritual stones.
The cutting of the rough stone began soon, and the onlookers whispered about the possible results. Different speculations reached Shen Qingluo's ears, and a few words from the crowd caught her attention.

"I have been observing the cutting of rough stones for a long time. If you ask me, the monks in charge should have the means to detect the conditions inside the rough stones. The ones put out there for people to choose from are all of low quality."

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately retorted, "Do you have evidence? If you don't have evidence, don't talk nonsense. It's easy to offend people!"

"I don't have any evidence, but if you think about it carefully, over the years, very few people have been able to mine rare ores. They can be counted on one finger. With so many rough stones being cut every day, the probability is too low!"

"You said it's a rare ore! Rare ones are hard to come by, how can they be found so often?"

"Hey, stop arguing now. The results are coming soon. It seems like the momentum is pretty good!"

The first rough stone Shen Qingluo selected was only the size of a fist and oval in shape. After cutting most of it, a touch of green appeared in the middle. It was completely cut out and was about the size of a fingernail.

A voice in the crowd immediately pointed out, "It's a sea emerald stone. For such a piece, the value is about five thousand low-grade spiritual stones. It's a profit!"

The cutting of the second rough stone started immediately. This time the rough stone was about two feet in diameter. Only a small half was cut, and different colors were revealed.

After a while, someone said: "It's almost completely cut out. This is copper rock concentrate. Although it is very big, it is not as valuable as Shanghai Jadeite. I estimate that it is about three thousand low-grade spiritual stones, and I have made a profit!" "

More and more people were watching, and the cutting continued.
The responsible monk was muttering in his heart. He thought he had met a newbie, but now it seems that he had made a mistake? Or is that person just lucky?
The third rough stone was cut, and the sea emerald was discovered again, the fourth stone was the celestite mine, the fifth stone was the ground stone, and the sixth stone was the lava silver.
The cutting monk couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye. This loss was huge. If he had known this, he would never invite Shen Qingluo to buy the rough stone!

They do have a way to identify the quality of rough stones, but they can only make a rough judgment, and they completely rely on a magic weapon.

Each time a large number of rough stones are sold, a very small number of relatively good quality ones will be placed. When one batch of rough stones is sold out, the same process will be followed for the next batch. This can ensure a steady profit without loss.

In Shen Qingluo's case, he picked out all the high-quality rough stones in a batch. There are nearly a thousand rough stones left in this batch. You can imagine what it will be like when others come to open the rough stones again.
No matter how regretful the monk was, the cutting of rough stones had to continue, and soon the seventh stone came out.
(End of this chapter)