I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 117 The mysterious old man, the heir of the ancient prince

The second game of the showdown ended in failure.

Because according to the records left by a Yuantian Master ten thousand years ago, without considering whether the divine silkworm can transform into a supreme being, the value of the divine silkworm itself is at least 60 kilograms of Yuan.

This price is already slightly higher than the divine source that he cut out first, and coupled with the divine source that is half the size of a human head, the value far exceeds his harvest.

In the second game, Gufeng won, but lost first.

But he lost the opportunity first, but Fu Jin won.

Including the gains from betting in the casino and the share of the game played together in Shifang, the total amount of zero and zero is added up. After excluding the cost of millions of kilograms of resources that he has bet on, Fu Jin's net income has reached a terrifying level. of 370 million catties.

In other words, not counting other treasures, the amount of hard currency Fu Jin carried on his body alone was nearly 500 million kilograms.

That's a scary number.

Even those ancient families and ancient holy places would never be able to remain indifferent in front of such numbers.

Pang Bo, who was tall and looked like a demon god, hugged his own portion and showed a silly smile, as if he was stupid.

"calm down."

Fu Jin told himself this, but his excited heart and trembling hands still exposed his true thoughts.

This is fucking scary.

"Do you want to continue?" Pang Bo looked at Fu Jin.

The third game can be different from the first two. Not only do you have to bet on the outcome of this game alone, but you also have to bet on the final outcome of the two people after three games.

"Of course." Fu Jin nodded. This was what he and Ye Fan had already discussed before the gambling game started and they visited various stone shops.

As long as they seize the opportunity properly, the money they earn will be enough to cover their expenses for a long time.

"Go and secure Yuan, tell Li Heishui, and come as planned."

Fu Jin handed over most of the sources to Pang Bo.

In addition to the two protagonists, there will be a special character in this scene, and to invite this character, the connections of the Thirteen Bandits must be used.

This is also the reason why Li Heishui finally took [-]%.

Without this step, just the two of them would never be able to achieve their goal and take away that massive source.

"The third game." Fu Jin's heart trembled as he thought about the final result. Feeling the still-reviving aura of the Dragon Monument, he forced himself to calm down.

Due to unexpected changes, the final round was set for three days, and the specific location would not be announced until before departure. This was to avoid a repeat of the Ji family's cheating scene.

He has agreed with Ye Fan that in this game, he will only make the money from the gambling house, and there will be no more complications, lest some big shots can't afford to lose, ignore the rules, and attack them in front of them.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

When the sky was about to get dark, Quexianji and Gufeng, who had learned the total amount of the handicap, announced the final location with their bodies trembling, trembling.

Shaking Light Holy Land Shifang.

Countless people heard the news and came to see the two figures confronting each other at the gate of Shifang.

The terrifying aura filled the air, and the rumble collided in one place, like two towering ancient mountains colliding, almost overturning the world here.

Although not many people recognized the old Taoist man wearing ancient Taoist robes, there were not many people who didn't recognize the unworldly figure standing in the stone square, wrapped in hazy brilliance and with a halo behind him.

"Holy Lord of Shaking Light."

"Who is that old man opposite him?"

"The aura is no worse than that of the Holy Lord of Shaking Light. Could it be an old Holy Lord who has been hiding in the world for a long time?"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically when they sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the old Taoist's body.

This old Taoist definitely has a lot of history.

"Li Daoqing, someone invited me to come to judge today. Are you sure you want to fight me?"

The old Taoist's voice was as loud as a bell, and there was no sign of his age. His voice made everyone's ears buzz.

"He dared to call Holy Lord Yaoguang by his name." When a young monk saw this scene, his legs were shaking.

Their luck wouldn't be so bad, they would have to run into a battle at the level of a Holy Lord!

"I know who he is, he is Taoist Chilong."

A well-known senior figure stared at the old Taoist for a few times, exclaimed, and mentioned a person who has been famous in recent days.

Chilong Taoist, this is an extremely powerful man who came from the demon clan. His appearance can be traced back to 500 years ago. Many things have been obliterated by time.

But a few days ago, the Peacock King, who was ambushed in the Belvedere underground palace, retaliated afterwards, killing several elders of the Ji family and Yaoguang Holy Land, and in full view of the public, he killed the injured Yaoguang. The Lord of Light was seriously injured.

At that time, there was an extremely powerful man named "Red Dragon Taoist" who was traveling with the Peacock King. Even the Peacock King called him "Big Brother".

Since then, many younger generations have learned about such a terrifying figure.

"It was him."

"Why is he here?"

"Is there really going to be a big battle?"

The Holy Lord of Shaking Light, whose body was shrouded in divine light, remained silent.

If this person hadn't stopped the Holy Master of the Ji family that day, and he was already injured, how could he have been severely injured by the Maurya King? The injury did not improve for a long time, and even the attack on Zishan a few days ago was affected. Injuries, injuries upon injuries.

The atmosphere calmed down instantly.

Blocked by these two top figures, many people who were rushing to the last gambling fight of the day did not dare to be presumptuous and waited honestly in the distance. The whole ancient street was tightly blocked by the crowds coming and going. .

This was what Fu Jin, Pang Bo, and Qi Kong saw when they came here under the leadership of Yao Yuekong.

Fortunately, everyone still remembered him as today's protagonist and made way for him.Looking at the crowded crowd on the opposite side, Gu Feng also squeezed out under the leadership of Prince Daxia.

The two looked at each other and approached the edge of the confrontation between the two top figures. Just as they were about to say something, Holy Lord Yaoguang, whose expression was unclear, waved his hand and made a "please" gesture.

"You two little friends, please."

boom.

Shocking discussions broke out among the silent crowd.

Fu Jin and the "Gu Feng" opposite had even weirder expressions. They resisted the urge to laugh and cupped their hands and said:
"Senior, you are so polite. Please forgive me for being rude to this junior."

As he said that, he looked at the old Chilong Daoist who was parked outside the stone square.

This is the person Li Heishui invited through his connections to judge the final showdown.

As a Taoist from the Demon Clan, Chilong Taoist, speaking from common sense, would naturally not have any bias towards the two Origin Technique geniuses from the Human Clan, so that he could be more convinced by them.

Taoist Chilong waved his sleeves and walked into the stone square generously, and then "Quie Xianji" and "Gu Feng" followed.

The people who were waiting outside to watch the fun also quickly followed in.

Although Fu Jin and the two deliberately chose an earlier time, the scene that happened outside Shifang quickly spread, attracting many powerful Holy Lords and Half-Step Powers to come through the mist.

Along the way, there was no thought of appreciating the ancient buildings. The two dueling geniuses headed straight for the Tianzihao Stone Garden, which seemed like a quick victory.

When many figures from the older generation arrived, the two of them had already selected the stones.

But he had the first opportunity, the immortal tomb, the source of 25 kilograms.

Ancient style, blood altar, 30 kilograms of source.

Just the two rare stones selected cost a fortune that most people would not be able to earn in most of their lives.

Such a generous move also makes the older generation who are gradually coming take a breath and feel frightened.

With their wealth, they would never waste such a large sum of money to buy stones that might yield nothing.

It seems that in order to determine the winner, these two boys have taken the initiative and are showing signs of going crazy.

However, these two stones, the Immortal Tomb and the Blood Altar, are both the treasures of Yaoguang Stone Square. This time, it was through the hands of these two people that they satisfied their long-term curiosity.

What can be cut out?

Even Holy Master Yaoguang and Taoist Chilong put aside their grudges for the time being and focused their attention on the two of them and the stone in front of them.

The immortal tomb is like an ancient tomb. It is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. It is more than half a foot high and the bottom is even more than a foot long. It is covered with traces of time and is integrated, like an ancient artifact.

The background of the blood altar is even more frightening. It came from the restricted area of ​​Taichu Ancient Mine and was obtained from an ancient temple. It is one of the nine blood stones that make up the altar. After the Shaking Light Holy Land cut six pieces without any results, The smallest ones were sent to the stone workshop and sold as stones.

Fujin's hands fell on the immortal tomb, and the mood of life radiated from his body. He felt the vigorous blood and vast vitality in it, and his expression moved slightly.

In this blood, he felt the pressure in his blood.

"It's you." Fu Jin murmured in his heart and said:
"I hope you don't disappoint me."

On the other side, Gu Feng also used methods such as turning stones into gold to keep checking.

After the two stopped fighting, they looked at each other in the air, and there seemed to be flames burning in their eyes.

But only the two of them knew the deeper meaning.

Turning around, they each took out their jade knives, planning to attack them at the same time.

"here we go."

There were countless expectant looks from the crowd.

What exactly can be cut out.

Can these two once again rewrite the record of fetish value they cut?

"Bah."

Fu Jin held the jade knife in his hand, as if swinging a sword, and cut off a larger piece of waste stone.

Gu Feng over there also made the same movements, just like cutting a carrot, opening and closing widely, which made many people tremble in the corners of their eyes.

My two ancestors, this is a precious stone that may contain a divine object. If you do this, wouldn't it be a pity if you destroy the divine object in the stone.

Knife after knife.

The blood energy in Fu Jin's induction became clearer and clearer, and even there was only a thin layer between them. His technique changed and his movements became lighter.

A trace of sacred aura was released from the gap, causing many of the powerful Holy Lords who came after hearing the news to show their strange colors.

Just when they were thinking about using their spiritual sense to investigate, there was a "boom" vibration, and a coercion suddenly came out from the blood altar in front of Gu Feng, and a terrifying murderous intent was released, causing the most powerful and semi-powerful people present to The great masters all trembled, and those with lower cultivation levels retreated in fear.

For a moment, even the jade knife in Gu Feng's hand encountered resistance, and he cut it slowly with great difficulty.

hum.

The shocking murderous intention surged like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. The heaven and earth seemed to be covered in blood, and murderous intention bloomed.

Fu Jin, who was still cutting stones next to him, suddenly stopped, as if he was affected by murderous intent, and his next movements were interrupted.

His expression moved slightly, but the movement of his hand continued, and the jade knife slowly fell.

At the same time, the voice that suddenly appeared in his heart gradually became clearer, speaking human words and asking him questions.

"Although you are trying your best to hide it, the vast power and the pressure of the ancient emperor in your blood cannot be hidden from my senses.

"Tell me, which ancient emperor are you a descendant of?"

　I will end with a chapter of Gambling on Stones tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)