Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 713 Blind cat, met a dead mouse?

Qingshui's sword technique was very fast, and the jade knife was sharp, and soon the ancient stone the size of a human head was left. At this time, except for the stone pattern or the stone pattern, no spirit pattern appeared, and no spirituality could be sensed.

"Treasures can be produced, unless it is really lucky!"

Another disciple of the Lieyang Sword Sect smiled lightly, and at the same time asked the monks on the side about the source and origin of the ancient stone.

After ten breaths, only the fist-sized ancient stone was chopped into pieces by Qingshui, leaving nothing.

200 low-grade spirit stones!
Jing Feng's face twitched, and he showed a rare wry smile. Stone gambling is indeed something that ordinary people can't touch.

If the old Taoist finds out about this, he must be skinned.

"Ten thousand-year-old golden jade sword bamboos, five altars of 300-year-old jade nectar, worth 200 million spirit stones, tsk tsk, fellow Taoist from Mount Shu, if you are willing, how about giving me a few plants."

"Yeah, we can also give you one or two spirit stones as wine money, why do you bother, haha!"

Finally someone couldn't help laughing loudly, Jing Feng clenched his fists, his face was cold, and he was about to leave.

"Brother Jingfeng!"

Jing Feng shook his body, turned his head away, but saw Wu Yue looking at him with a smile, and said: "There are still five yuan, so why not try again, it is very likely that I am lucky, and it is not certain that the five ancient stones selected are all treasures. .”

Wu Yue's eyes were clear, he stared at Jingfeng firmly, and at the same time scanned the crowd slightly, he remembered everyone's gestures in his heart.

Hearing this, Jing Feng couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he seemed to have some fantasies. However, looking at the remaining two ancient stones and the three that Wu Yue coiled up, he really couldn't lift his spirits. These five ancient stones are really It's so rotten, it's almost rotten, and I'm afraid it will break apart with a little force.

"I still want to cut it. I really don't cry when I see the coffin. It's ridiculous for someone who hasn't built the foundation of the Lingtai to choose the ancient stone and base his hope on such illusory luck!"

"Yes, if I choose such a stone, I will leave immediately."

"act recklessly!"

The five Lieyang Sword Sect disciples laughed one after another. Seeing Wu Yue calling Brother Jingfeng, they took it for granted that he was a newcomer disciple of Shushan, and felt that he was trying to save face and did not want to lose face for Shushan Sword Sect.

"Really want to cut?"

Even Ximen Fu shook his head slightly, persuading: "You two friends, it's not that the old man is talkative, it's just that the old man has guarded the stone palace for many years. Although he is not as good at seeing stones as the Fang family, he still has some eyesight. There are five yuan left. It is absolutely impossible to cut anything out of waste rocks, if you two have the heart, you can choose some ancient stones, maybe there is a real chance."

Wu Yue sneered in his heart when he heard the words, his face was unmoved, and he said lightly: "It's just a few knives. We spent so many spirit stones, and we have to cut a few more knives. I can't say, I'm lucky today, and I can It may not be possible to cut out a few pieces of fairy stones and god stones."

"Don't be ashamed!"

A disciple of the Lieyang Sword Sect couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "I've never seen such a thick-skinned person like you. The elder Ximen has already said that it is impossible to get anything out of these five stones, even a single spirit stone, boy! , if you don’t want to lose face of Shushan, you should leave quickly, I heard that the drunk Taoist of your Shushan Sword Sect appeared in Xianshi, if you let him know, you two will be dealt with by the sect rules.”

Wu Yue also didn't even look at him, even if he was mistaken for his identity, he didn't bother to explain clearly, just looked at Ximen Fu, and insisted: "It's just a few cuts, cut it off."

Ximen Fu frowned, feeling a little displeased, but he didn't say anything, just looked at Jingfeng: "Really?"

Jing Feng turned his head, looked at Wu Yue, as if he understood something, nodded slightly, exhaled lightly, with a slight arc on the corner of his mouth, pointed at the last two ancient stones in front of him, and said calmly: "Cut!"

"This kid still doesn't give up, and he really wants to cut it. Can't you see that Elder Ximen is trying to save him some face? If you can cut something out of these few waste rocks, I'm afraid it's their fairy grave in Shushan. It can smoke."

"With such a dilapidated appearance, even if something can be cut out, it will only be one or two spirit stones at most."

In the stone palace, there were other monks around who looked at them coldly, and concluded mercilessly that they all had a lot of heritage, and they often went to the stone palace and stone workshop to cut a piece or two of ancient stones, and they were quite insightful about tasting gambling stones.

Ximenfu shook his head, and didn't say much, just waved his hand to let Qingshui continue. The latter held a three-inch bronze carving knife, sneered, raised the knife and quickly cut along a stone pattern.

"puff"

A palm-sized stone coat fell off, and the gray ancient stone fell to the ground and shattered into powder. Everyone's expressions turned colder, and some monks had already turned and left.

On the one side, Jing Feng looked indifferent, and stood side by side with Wu Yue. At this moment, he let go of his thoughts, and seemed to be less concerned about the result. He only watched the people occasionally, and recorded all the faces of the people. heart.

There was scum all around the ancient stone. Just as everyone was shaking their heads secretly and leaving with a sneer, there was a female cultivator who arrived at some unknown time. Ran Chen, wherever he went, the monks in the stone palace were astonished, and they subconsciously made way for a passage.

The clear water continued to cut. The bronze carving knife was sharp and had a green light shining. Although it was only three inches, it also had a hazy spiritual light, obviously it was also a spiritual weapon.

"puff"

When the second knife fell, Qing Shui let out a small sigh, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"how is this possible!"

"There are spirit patterns!"

Many people exclaimed, the five members of Lieyang Sword Sect looked even more ugly, and some couldn't believe it.

I saw that after the two pieces of stone clothing were stripped off the broken ancient stone, there were several bright blue lines densely covering it, layer upon layer, like silk cocoons condensed by silkworms, filled with a strange magnificence, the whole stone The aura of the palace boiled, filled with a blue haze.

Ximen Fu was also alarmed, and when he came close, he was equally unbelievable, looked him up, and then looked at Wu Yue who was still calm and composed, feeling suspicious.

He faintly felt that it was probably not a coincidence that the ancient stone cut out the treasure, and it was probably related to this kid.

Thinking in his heart, Ximen Fu showed a smile on his face, and sighed with his beard: "The two young friends are indeed predestined people. It is the first time to gamble on stones. This is the chance. The spirit pattern is like a cocoon, and the aura is restless. There must be a treasure cut out, and it will definitely not be small."

"It's too lucky"

"If you are blind and meet a dead mouse, that kid is lucky!"

Some people had turned to leave, but now they turned back, the envy in their eyes needless to be expressed, this is the case with stone gambling, one knife is poor, one knife is rich, sometimes no amount of experience can compare to a moment of luck.

Outside the ancient stone palace, a group of people stopped, looked at the scene of gambling stones in the palace, and looked at each other speechlessly.

(End of this chapter)