After Jiang Feng left the Magic Treasure Pavilion, he returned to the avenue where people came and went in Linglong Illusory Realm, and found that the flow of people was more than two days ago, and it was hot.
"Hey, the stone gambling conference is about to open, please borrow it, borrow it!!"
A monk said loudly, squeezing hard in one direction, and the people around were disgusted.
"You think you are the only one to go, so we don't need to go anymore. Why should we make way for you? And there is still half an hour before this stone gambling conference. You are in a hurry!" a monk screamed, suddenly letting the crowd squeeze. The man lowered his head timidly.
"Stone gambling conference?" Jiang Feng's eyes flickered, remembering what Luo Qianqiu had said. He was waiting for him at the gambling conference, as if he wanted to compete with him in gambling. If he didn't go, wouldn't it make him scared.
"It just so happens that I also have a stone to cut." Jiang Feng touched the storage ring in his hand, and could vaguely feel the terrifying aura revealed by the magic stone.
After following the flow of people for a while, Jiang Feng arrived at a palace. This is a place for gambling stones. It is divided into three palaces. The outermost palace is equipped with inferior rough stones, and the middle palace is equipped with medium stones, and the innermost palace is equipped with low-grade rough stones. The third palace is the best stone.
Ordinary people dare to mess around in the first palace, because gambling on rocks is not a game that ordinary people dare to play. Maybe they can lose completely, and some people even lose their lives for it.
Jiang Feng glanced at it with great interest, and picked a piece of stone. After cutting it open, the glow of light bloomed, and only a ray of purple powder flowed out.
The hall was a sensation, because it was a kind of stalactite, a kind of fairy liquid that took countless thousands of years to nurture. After drinking it, it has the effect of strengthening the physical body and has an extremely obvious effect on repairing the wounded body.
Many people looked at Jiang Feng with a look of surprise in their eyes. This Taoist priest, with his shameless appearance, cut out a strange treasure like stalactite, which is really amazing.
However, there are some people who dismiss it. The rough stones in Linglong Fantasy Realm are all excavated from many famous places. There are very few waste stones. As long as they are willing to spend money to buy them, they can usually cut out things, but they are of great value. It's not a big deal, so Jiang Feng's digging out the purple stalactite is not terrible in the eyes of some people, it's just out of luck.
boom!
Jiang Feng took the second shot and cut a stone that was tall, and a touch of green brilliance bloomed. The crowd saw that in the stone, there was actually a foot-high green grass growing and swaying green brilliance.
"Grass grows in the stone, this is a rare treasure!"
Everyone was taken aback and cast their horrified glances at Jiang Feng. This Taoist priest was too terrible. He shot twice in a row, and he was really extraordinary. If the first time was luck, then the second time, it wouldn't be luck. .
Even those who originally thought Jiang Feng was out of shit, changed their views at this time, and their eyes were filled with surprises. What is the origin of this Taoist priest? Is it impossible to master the secrets of ancient times, and the stones that have been cut are all Treasure.
"Taoist, I think you have some abilities, why don't we try it out?"
A middle-aged man jumped out and said with a sneer at Jiang Feng.
"Not interested." Jiang Feng shook his head. He just played casually. He didn't expect to cut out anything, let alone compete with others.
"Is he not interested, or dare not?" the middle-aged monk asked, stopping Jiang Feng from going, showing his dominance.
A glimmer of cold light appeared in Jiang Feng's eyes. He said that he was not interested, and the other party actually stopped him from going. Is this to force him to try
"How do you want to compare?" Jiang Feng asked suddenly.
"You and I will choose a piece of rough stone. If the things you cut out are not as valuable as mine, give up one of the sacred sacred trees or the mysterious ice soul on your body. This blockage shouldn't be too much, right?" The middle-aged cultivator revealed With a sneer, he was merciful if he didn't let the other party take out the two treasures at once.
It turned out that it was just for this. Jiang Feng knew it right away. He wanted to come and the other party was also in the material auction room before, knowing that he had bought two treasures, so he wanted to take the opportunity of gambling on stones to win the country with his treasures.
"How can one work? If you beat me, I will give you both treasures." Jiang Feng said with a mysterious smile, making the middle-aged monk look startled. He only needs one treasure, but this Taoist priest actually wants to take all the treasures. Oshioka, this guy is an idiot, right
But in this case, of course he will not refuse, and he can't ask for it before it's too late, and immediately shouted: "Okay, this is what you said. If you regret it, don't blame me for directly grabbing it."
"First talk about your bet." Jiang Feng asked.
"If you win, what do you want me to give, how about it?" The middle-aged cultivator said with a confident expression, without worrying about losing.
"Brother Dao, I advise you not to compare, that person's name is Huang Gui, a well-known stone gambling master in Daozhou. He obviously came for your baby. If you lose, you will lose it miserably." An old monk kindly persuaded Jiang Feng from behind, for fear that Jiang Feng would be fooled if he didn't know.
"Thanks to the nines, it doesn't seem to be very good. Thanks to the old man." Jiang Feng smiled at the old man, and didn't step back.
"Oh, you young people, you are too confident." The old man shook his head, and reminded him anyway, the young Taoist priest just didn't listen.
"Taoist, you have courage. You know my identity, but you don't even know how to be afraid. Next, let you see my extraordinary skill in betting on rocks!"
After the middle-aged monk named Huang Gui finished speaking, he took a quick stride and went straight to a row of stones. His fingers passed in front of his eyes, and his eyes suddenly shot cyan light, sweeping over the dozens of pieces very quickly. Qian Shishi, finally his eyes fixed on a stone near the end.
This is a rough stone with a price tag of one million stars. It is about one foot high and has a smooth surface. From a damaged surface, the pure jade inside is vaguely visible.
It can be said that this is a rough stone that is not simple regardless of value or known information, and most of it contains rare things.
"That's it!"
Huang Gui yelled confidently, looked back at Jiang Feng, and said with a smug expression: "It's your turn to choose the rough stone."
Jiang Feng didn't speak, looked around, and finally walked towards an onlooker cultivator. When the onlooker saw Jiang Feng walking towards him, he felt a little in his heart. He didn't know what the Taoist priest wanted to do.
"Hey, I said you don't want to run, I can tell you, if you don't choose the rough stone, just run away like this, even if you lose, the Hongmeng sacred tree and the mysterious ice soul still belong to me!" Huang Gui saw Jiang Feng's Action, shouted coldly.
Jiang Feng didn't respond, and at this moment, he walked in front of the monk and said calmly: "Please get out of the way."
The monk looked stunned and didn't understand what Jiang Feng wanted to do, but he obediently walked aside to see what the Taoist priest wanted to do.
Just after the monk stepped aside, Jiang Feng looked at a tall bonsai in front of him and blurted out, "That's it." ()