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Chapter 122 The Wood Gambling Conference 6
Some people already have a few logs at hand, while others don't have any.

Walking and stopping, knocking and looking, no one spoke, and no one talked. Although there were densely packed people in the huge villa, it was almost silent.

"Is there something in this log?" Mo Qianchen looked at the seemingly ordinary log at his feet, and asked Iron Bawang.

This wood looks like a tree trunk, or a stake, although it is different in size and shape, but she really can't see any difference between it and other wood.

"I don't know." Iron Overlord shrugged.

If he knows that there is something in it, if he knows there is something in it, then what is it called gambling?

Gambling, isn't it because you don't know what's hidden in them, so you gamble.

Mo Qianchen heard that he was not talking, this gambling is really strange.

"Mo Qianchen, come here." Feng Shukuang, who was talking to Tie Bawang, who didn't know when he walked away, suddenly called out to her not far away.

Mo Qianchen followed the sound and looked over, there was already a circle of people, it looked very lively, Feng Shukuang and Namu were there.

"It should be bought and untied, go and have a look." Tie Bawang knew what the other party was doing at a glance, and immediately suggested to Mo Qianchen.

untie?Did you cut open the wood to see what was hidden inside?As soon as Mo Qianchen's eyes lit up, he immediately walked towards it.

"Hurry up, hurry up..."

"It seems that there should be dead wood essence in this pattern..."

"It's hard to say, I think it would be good if there is at most one water essence out of it..."

The chattering voice of discussion lowered the discussion, and Mo Qianchen didn't seem to understand the names of the things he said, so he couldn't help but quicken his pace and squeezed over to stand beside Feng Shukuang.

In the inner circle surrounded by it, an iron tree is holding a piece of wood that looks like fifteen or six kilograms with its leaves. At this time, it is constantly rubbing the skin of the wood with something that looks like a spinning knife. .

Sawdust fell down one after another, and a pile of sawdust had already piled up at the root of the iron tree.

"So hard?" Mo Qianchen looked at the iron tree as if it was cutting with all its strength, and it should be a flying knife made of fine iron. When it hit the wood, it made a sharp cutting sound, and couldn't help but wondered.

Wood, is there any wood harder than refined iron?

"Yes, this kind of wood is very hard, and it's impossible to detect what grows inside, so it's precious." Manager Mu explained after hearing the words.

Mo Qianchen nodded. It seems that they still lack too much knowledge and common sense of the Mu clan that they need to know.

"Look." Feng Shukuang, who was standing in front of her, suddenly touched her while she was guessing secretly, and Mo Qianchen immediately looked intently.

I saw that the side of the iron tree holding the cut wood suddenly showed a little different color from the original texture of the wood.

"Out, out..."

"Let's see what it is..."

"Cutting out the east..."

The sharp-eyed Mu people of all colors surrounding them shouted in unison.

Amidst the cry, the iron tree put down the throwing knife, and pointed the wood in its hand at the sunlight.

This time, Mo Qianchen clearly saw the middle of the wood, a plant that looked like black-leaved grass was conceived in the middle of the wood.
"It's Xuanyecao, the bet has gone up..."

"Fuck it, it's actually a fourth-level Xuanye Grass Essence..."

"Old Zhao, congratulations..." .

(End of this chapter)