Feng Qingyang replied that he was also secretly curious about the gambling houses in the cultivation world, and at this moment, his interest was aroused even more.
Moreover, the cultivation base of the five of them is not weak. There are four Ghost King Sect disciples in the late Qi Refining stage, plus a perverted Feng Qingyang who is at the peak of the late Corpse Jumping stage. Few people dare to offend this group.
After weighing the pros and cons again and again, Gui Feng finally nodded in agreement, and the five of them filed into the gambling house.
When they entered the gambling house, it was indeed crowded. All kinds of people gathered together and shouted loudly. The entry of the five of them was like a stone sinking into the sea, and did not attract anyone's attention.
Feng Qingyang was extremely curious about the gambling house. He was the first to push through the crowd and walk into a gathering place, where he saw people gathered together to look at a large stone. The stone was about one foot long, and no one knew where it was unearthed from. The whole stone looked round and exuded an ancient atmosphere.
"Qingyang, this stone is the famous ghost stone in the ghost market."
Originally, this place was just a trading place for cultivators and some independent cultivators. Independent cultivators were those who accidentally found a way to cultivate without the guidance of a master. They practiced on their own, but lacked guidance, and more than 50% of them went astray and died. This was also the tragedy of independent cultivators.
But there are also extremely powerful people among the independent cultivators, some of whom are even more powerful than those in the big sects.
The origin of the Dark Night Ghost Market came from a powerful independent cultivator, who broke through the Foundation Establishment Stage at the age of fifty, and even broke through the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage at the age of two hundred, entering the Golden Core Realm. He has a lifespan of a thousand years, and is proficient in the art of ghosts, which makes him a remarkable existence even in the Golden Core Realm.
The name of the Dark Night Ghost Market was created by him. He is the first generation owner of the Ghost Market, the Dark Night Ancestor.
The reason why it is called the Ghost Market is that he would occasionally take out some ghost stones for auction. Over time, this place became a trading place, and people from all over the world came here to trade.
There is no need to worry about being attacked when trading here, because there is an unwritten rule in the Dark Night Ghost Market, that is, no blood can be seen in the Ghost Market, otherwise the Dark Night Ancestor will be killed.
"These stones were provided by the Dark Night Ancestor himself, and the period is ten years."
There is no time limit in the cultivation of Taoism. For those who have achieved success in cultivation, a retreat may last for ten or twenty years. This is the difference between cultivators and ordinary people. The emperors of the world are above everyone else, but they will turn into a speck of yellow earth after a few decades.
It is death that motivates them to practice, but it is also death that causes the entire world of cultivation to become chaotic.
"What is the ghost stone used for?" Feng Qingyang was puzzled. He looked at Gui Feng with curiosity, like a curious baby. Who would have thought that he was a zombie with a green face and fangs
After hearing Feng Qingyang's question, the people around him all looked at him with contempt, thinking that another country bumpkin cultivator had come.
Gui Feng explained awkwardly, "The Ghost Stone is a rare treasure that Ancestor Dark Night brought back from the Endless Sea. It contains all kinds of treasures, including spiritual herbs and high-quality treasure refining materials."
"So that's how it is." Feng Qingyang nodded secretly. If his guess was correct, this so-called ghost stone was like the ore in his original world.
The ore contains ancient jade, and this ghost stone probably means the same thing. It's just that one is ore and the other is ghost stone.
Looking at Feng Qingyang who was eager to try, Gui Feng seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Gui Yu, Gui Dian and others.
"Come here, little brother. This ghost stone was collected by the Dark Night Ancestor in the Endless Sea. Come and take a close look." A manager was standing nearby. He seemed to be in his fifties or sixties, with the cultivation level of the late Qi Refining stage. He was a generous person, but he exuded the smell of a profiteer from head to toe.
"Shall I cut it?"
As he said this, he pushed through the crowd and walked forward, carefully examining the round stone. He was not a fool and knew that if there was nothing after cutting it open, he would be at a disadvantage.
"Little brother, you have to pay a price if you want to cut this ghost stone." Seeing Feng Qingyang was about to start cutting, the manager hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop him.
"This ghost stone is worth ten middle-grade spirit stones. You have to pay the spirit stones first if you want to cut it..."
"You are cheating!" Without waiting for the manager to continue speaking, the originally silent Gui Dian walked forward and shouted loudly.
"This broken stone is worth ten mid-grade spirit stones? Why don't you go and rob it?"
The manager's expression remained unchanged. He smiled and said, "It seems that these brothers do not understand the rules of my gambling house. These ghost stones come from the Endless Sea and contain countless rare treasures. If we let you brothers cut them up like this, how can my gambling house survive?"
Feng Qingyang finally understood. This was just like the casino in his previous world, but the charges were also reasonable. So he didn't say much and just looked at the ghost stone quietly.
Seeing Feng Qingyang like this, Gui Dian had to give up, so Gu Feng stepped forward and handed over ten medium-grade spirit stones, looking like he was cutting his flesh.
You should know that spirit stones are the hard currency in the world of cultivation. One medium-grade spirit stone can match ten low-grade spirit stones. Ten of them would be one thousand low-grade spirit stones.
One thousand low-grade spirit stones can support a disciple's ten years of cultivation in an ordinary sect, but now it is only used on this unknown ghost stone. It would be fine if a treasure could be cut out, but it would be a huge loss if nothing was cut out.
Feng Qingyang would never think so much. In his mind, cultivation should not be hindered by external things, otherwise it will only make him stop moving forward.
He looked at the ghost stone quietly, and saw that it was covered with patterns and moss that were only found in the deep sea. It was cold to the touch, as if it was a piece of ice.
Looking at the top of the ghost stone, there are messy scratches, which are obviously caused by the friction of the ghost stone in the water.
"Qingyang, what do you think?"
Gui Feng on the side asked anxiously. You know, this ghost stone was obtained by him at the cost of ten middle-grade spirit stones. The people around him also stretched their necks to look at it.
“Well, I’m watching…” Feng Qingyang was neither arrogant nor impatient, and his answer almost made Gui Feng vomit blood.
He used to be an archaeologist. Archaeology and tomb robbing are from the same school, and the four key points are nothing more than looking, smelling, asking and touching.
He sniffed the stone and felt a long-lasting scent. If his guess was correct, the stone was at least tens of thousands of years old. Looking at its stripes, they were caused by deep sea water splashes, and it would take at least tens of thousands of years to produce such stripes.
Therefore, it is completely certain that this stone is indeed valuable, but whether it contains rare treasures still needs to be cut open.
At this moment Feng Qingyang also began to get nervous. He was gambling, he was gambling that he was not wrong.
"Bring me the stone cutting knife!" Seeing that he was about to take action, the manager on the side quickly handed him the stone cutting knife.
Feng Qingyang took it and weighed it. He felt that it was light in his hand, but extremely sharp. This kind of knife can only be used to cut stones and cannot be used for fighting. "
He aimed at the edge of the ghost stone and began to cut it slowly with the knife...
“It’s time to cut… It’s time to cut…”