It was barren and the spiritual energy was horribly thin. This was all Wang Dong could see.
There were no human figures, no birds or animals, the land was dry and cracked, and it had not rained for who knows how many years.
Finally, he headed east and finally met a group of living people. He learned that this place was called "Donngling Paradise".
"Paradise?" Wang Dong's eyelids twitched. With this kind of virtue and a place where no birds poop or rain, it is actually called heaven
"Did I hear that right? It's hell, right?" He said exaggeratedly.
"Hey... Little brother, are you new here?" This is an old man. He is the only one in the whole group sitting on the carriage, smoking a dry cigarette, looking very leisurely.
But Wang Dong's nerves became tense in an instant.
"Your Majesty, is this actually a Martial Lord?" He is a heaven-level Martial Spirit. As long as the Martial Spirit level is higher than his, and the opponent's realm is not too exaggerated, he can recognize it at a glance, and the old man with an unattractive appearance in front of him is actually a Martial Lord. A martial lord.
"That's right, I just arrived here!" He lowered his attitude and looked sincere.
The old man laughed without any airs, and there was no trace of the majesty of the martial master at all. He could only see the bag sitting on his buttocks and said: "Do you know what this is?"
Wang shook his head. He noticed these bags as soon as he saw them. Slowly, a carriage was full of such things.
The old man smiled again, opened a bag, and took out a round stone, but this stone was different, with a light cyan color and circles of lines on it.
"Stone?" Wang Dong frowned. Even if it was different, it was still a stone.
"Hehe..." The old man shook his head, took a puff of dry tobacco, then put down his pipe, held up the stone with his left hand, and slashed it down with his right hand.
Wang Dong was dumbfounded. Is there anything wrong with Stone? ! You must know that this old man is a venerable man. He didn't split a stone with one palm. The physical strength alone is not comparable to that of a stone, right
"Eh..." Seeing Wang Dong's surprised face, the old man smiled sheepishly, his face even a little red, "Mistake, mistake, hehe..."
Wang Dong rolled his eyes, suddenly feeling that this old guy was not as kind as he seemed!
This time the old man took a deep breath, then his eyes flashed and he slashed down like a knife.
"Crack!"
The bluestone cracked in response, and Wang Dong found that almost everyone's eyes were focused on the stone at this moment.
"Grass!"
The old man stared at the cracked stone and suddenly cursed, and the gazes gathered around him disappeared in an instant, and everyone went back to doing their own thing.
Wang Dong rolled his eyes and found that the stone seemed hollow, with nothing inside. But he didn't lift it strangely at all, it was strange when there was something in it. He felt that he had encountered a madman.
"It doesn't count, it doesn't count, this one doesn't count. Just wait, I'll open another one for you!" After the old man finished speaking, he pulled out the bag and pulled out another piece of bluestone. Just as he was about to split it again, a bearded man suddenly popped out from beside him. , and snatched it away.
"Let me tell you, old man, these gambling stones are what the brothers paid for with their lives. It would be better for you to chop a dozen of them along the way. Let me go back and drink from the northwest wind!"
"A great man, you are not giving any face to the Martial Master like this!" Wang Dong praised in his heart, and quickly looked at the person who came. Sure enough, his strength is not weak, but it is not as high as expected. He is a ninth-level martial arts disciple. Originally an old man was going to be furious.
Knowing there, the old man smiled sheepishly and patted the bluestone. Although he was a little reluctant to part with it, he still put it back reluctantly.
"This..." Wang Dong was dumbfounded. This group of people was really interesting. Wu Zun didn't have any dignity at all, and everyone seemed to be very friendly and happy when they got along.
"Gambling stones?" But he also noticed the name. These people called these blue stones gambling stones.
"Boy, I'll chop a few more for you next time I get the chance." The old man put down the gambling stones and said to his ear slyly.
"Is this broken stone really so valuable?" Wang Dong finally couldn't help but ask.
But the old man's expression changed and he said: "What do you mean by broken stones? These are all treasures."
Wang Dong curled his lips. If he hadn't known that this old guy was Wu Zun and still deceived him like this, he would have slapped her to death.
When the old man saw that Wang was unable to move, the stubborn temper in his heart rose. He glanced and saw that the bearded man was in front. He quickly took out three pieces of bluestone, raised his hand and peeled it off!
"Damn it, old man Qing, you are going crazy, let's see if I don't bite you to death today!" Suddenly there was a roar, and the bluestone seemed to be alive with a beard. It was walking struttingly but suddenly jumped up and turned around. I just saw what Old Man Qing did.
"Oh... bastard!" the old man wailed and swore again.
Wang Dong took a look, and this time it was more thorough. The three bluestones were actually broken into two halves, and nothing happened.
But it was too late for him to continue lamenting, because the bearded man had gone crazy and really opened his mouth and bit him.
The old man jumped high and kept blocking it with his pipe. He kept saying: "I said you have a big black beard, but you really bite!"
"I won't be black until I bite you to death!" The bearded man roared, "Tell me, how many cars did we get? You smashed three fucking cars along the way, and not even a single one of you got a shit out of your head. You didn't even get the last one." Don’t let the car go either!”
"That's right!" It seemed that it aroused public anger, and the others actually started to work together in unison.
"Old man Qing, let's dig some rocks and you can roast rabbits on them."
"We move the gambling stone, and you have to poop again."
"On the way, I broke my leg and had to take the car. Then I secretly chipped stones along the way. Do you think you are a human being?"
Old Man Qing was sweating profusely as he listened to the accusations one by one. His eyes suddenly brightened as he rolled his eyes. He pointed at Wang Dong and said, "Don't I have to explain to you what gambling on stones is?"
Wang Dong was dumbfounded. This girl was too capable of retreating. No matter what happened.
"I bother!"
Sure enough, everyone looked down upon them and said, "You are just looking for a reason to gamble. I mean, when you meet people along the way, you ask them if they are new here. This is how relationships work!"
Wang Dong sweated profusely when he heard this. At first he thought the old man was amiable, but he didn't expect him to have such conduct.
Finally, after everyone accused him and promised not to pursue him any further, the old man Qing admitted it, but suddenly he looked at the bearded man and said, "Don't you have a surname of Hei if you don't bite me to death?"
The bearded man sighed: "I don't believe in evil to begin with!"
Wang Dong felt warm in his heart when he saw this. Just now it seemed fierce, and everyone seemed to be righteously saying that they wanted to kill someone, but in fact he could feel the feelings between this group of people.
Finally, he asked again what gambling was and finally figured it out.
This place is really called Dongling Paradise, and it is really barren, but because of the stone gambling, everything has changed.
This barren land is home to the most luxurious and luxurious city within a million miles. This barren land is home to 80% of the powerful people in Dongling. The key is that there is also a big shot living in this land - one of the three adults. , lonely soul!
"Hiss!" Wang Dong gasped, unexpectedly came here, everything is not as important as the last sentence, Lonely Soul.
This is a legend, and his rise is a legend. At the same time, this man is also the oldest of the three adults. No one knows how many years he has lived, because everyone of his generation has died.
The only person who unified the Dark Continent once rose up in one day, pushed all the way from the Western Continent to the Eastern Continent, and established a huge empire, an empire composed of cultivators, an unrivaled empire.
But no one thought that he would suddenly disappear a hundred years later and the empire would collapse overnight. It wasn't until a few hundred years later that someone discovered a man who looked exactly like the portrait of the legendary lord of the empire, even his temperament was exactly the same.
Later, he came to the depths of the continent, surrounded a piece of land, and became the first adult.
Wang Dong looked at this barren land and was shocked. Is the Lone Soul Circle such a barren land
"Don't underestimate this barren land, it contains the most precious things!"
"What?" Wang Dong asked.
“I don’t know, maybe it’s a magic elixir, maybe it’s a rare treasure, maybe it’s a magic weapon?”
"Maybe there are also beauties, hahaha..."
A group of people laughed, and finally Qin Dabeard explained to him in detail.
"Returning tide!"
The big beard told him these four words, the tide of returning to the sea. This is a kind of vision. It is said to be a strange disaster from heaven. It is something that only happened in ancient times. A strange thing falls from the sky. It falls to the ground. It will become a dead place there.
It wasn't until later that someone discovered that it was something with the power of a seal, which could keep anything immortal for endless years.
At this point, Wang Dong already understood. He still had some understanding of the "Returning Tide", after all, it was too bizarre.
These stones are made of that mysterious substance. The so-called gambling stones are based on the belief that they are likely to contain things that have been handed down from ancient times. Any piece of stone that is handed down may defy the heavens.
The cultivators in the ancient times were particularly powerful because of the unstable world and complicated living environment. This is recognized by the world. Then came the ancient times, which was also an era when strong men emerged in large numbers. In the last battle, people even broke the world. This is how today's thirteen states came into being, which were originally one.
Now, it is undoubtedly an era of decline. Figures like Fuxi, Nuwa, and Chi You can no longer appear at the level of martial ancestors. In fact, the strongest in several continents is Wu Zong.
However, "Returning to the Sea Tide" is far more than that simple. It was a name given by the Ancient Ones, and it had a deeper meaning that no future generation will know.
"That's it!" Wang Dong's eyes became hot when he looked at Gambling Stone. He was so frightened that the bearded man quickly tightened his pockets and warned him not to mess around.
Wang Dong nodded helplessly. He already knew that these people were all cultivators, and they had been selling gambling stones to get what they needed. They had been doing this for many years.
Gambling stones is not that simple. The spiritual sense of this kind of stone cannot be penetrated at all. You can only know if there is something inside by splitting it. However, with the collection over the years, there are fewer and fewer gambling stones in this barren land. Now It's almost hard to find anymore.
Therefore, there is the gambling stone, because the chance of getting the treasure by opening the gambling stone is too small, it is better to sell it, which is safe and affordable.
Of course, they never worry about the lack of sellers. When they encounter high-grade gambling stones, they can even ask for other things in exchange. Some gambling stones cannot be measured by the value of spiritual stones.
"How many spiritual stones can you sell for the many gambling stones you obtained this time?" Wang Dong asked. Spiritual stones are excellent items for cultivation, and they are also the only currency that can be used universally in the Thirteen States.
Old Man Qing curled his lips and said: "If I exchange things, I can exchange them for a Wu Zun soul weapon!"
"What?" Wang Dong was shocked. Just a bag of stones, with no idea of its value, could be exchanged for a Wu Zun soul weapon.
"You think betting on stones is easy, but all the brothers almost fell into it this time!" The bearded man was still frightened.
Wang Dong thought about it. The reason why gambling stones are so valuable must be because of their increasing scarcity. Those that could be obtained have been taken away long ago. Now, if you want to get them, you can only go to dangerous places.
After going back and forth, he became familiar with this living person, and the bearded man even invited him to join. He had already seen his identity as a third-level martial artist. Most of the people in this group were at this level.
Wang Dong thought for a while and finally nodded. He had nowhere to go, and he was not familiar with Dongling at all. Instead of running around aimlessly, he might as well follow them.
And after getting along with each other for a period of time, he found that these people were very affectionate and trusted each other. This was the most valuable thing. You must know that cultivators would fight each other when they think about it. Killing people to seize treasures is commonplace. .
"Haha, okay, I have another brother. I sold my gambling money today and let's go have a drink!"
"good!"
Everyone behind also responded loudly.
What Wang Dong didn't expect was that the bearded man was the captain. He was the one who gathered this group of people, including Old Man Qing, so he had prestige.
Old Man Qing had the worst reputation in the team, but was the most popular. He found that no one except the bearded man seemed to know the identity of Old Man Qing Wu Zun.
There are several people in the team who are quite good or possess special abilities.
It's like the fourth child, who is known as Mouse. His ability to burrow is unparalleled, and he can climb a thousand meters in minutes. After asking about it, it turns out that his martial spirit is a pangolin.
There is another one, ranked sixth, who is lying on the ground and can feel the presence of gambling stones within a hundred meters, so he is considered a treasure in the team.
Anyway, after he truly integrated into it, he felt more and more that this team was not simple. Everyone really had their own strengths. Even if their cultivation level was not very good, there was definitely a specialty that others could not replace.
Finally, he got on the carriage and chatted wordlessly with Old Man Qing. Two days later, they came to a plain. Hundreds of miles away, they could see a huge city at the end of the distant sky, towering like clouds. , as long as you are on this vast plain, you can see this city.
"It's really domineering!" Wang Dong sighed.
He had only heard about it before, but he didn't expect it to be true. It was even worse than he imagined.
"This is Huangcheng, handed down from ancient times!"
Wang Dong was inexplicably shocked. It was just as he thought. Such a city, not to mention mortals, would not be a simple project even if it was built entirely by cultivators. We must gather the power of the entire Dark Continent to see if it can be built.
Looking at the huge city, they had been walking for ten days, and it felt like the distance had not shortened at all. Wang Dong finally felt what it meant to run to death in Wangshan!
(End of chapter)