Feng Qingyang replied, he was also secretly curious about this gambling house in the cultivation realm, and at this moment, he was even more aroused.

Moreover, the cultivation of the five of them is not weak, the four disciples of the Ghost King Sect in the late stage of qi refining, plus the wind of a perverted late stage jumping corpse peak, this battle is also something that few people dare to offend.

After weighing it repeatedly, Ghost Wind finally nodded in agreement, and the five of them rushed towards the gate of the gambling house.

When they entered the gambling house, it was really overcrowded, and all kinds of people gathered together to shout loudly, and the entry of the five of them was like a stone sinking into the sea, without attracting anyone's attention.

For the gambling house, Feng Qingyang can be said to be extremely curious, he took the lead in squeezing through the crowd into a gathering place, only to see people gathered around to watch a large stone, the stone is about a foot long, I don't know where it came from, the whole stone looks round, revealing a breath of age.

"Qingyang, this stone is the famous ghost stone in the ghost market. ”

Originally, this was just a trading place for cultivators and some casual cultivators, and casual cultivators were the kind of people who inadvertently found a piece of cultivation without the guidance of a teacher, and they groped for cultivation alone, but they lacked guidance, and more than fifty percent of them went mad and died. This is also the sorrow of the world of loose practice.

However, there are also extremely powerful beings in the scattered cultivation, and some of them are even much more powerful than the people in the big sects.

The origin of entering the dark night ghost market is from a powerful loose cultivator, who broke through the foundation building period at the age of fifty, and even broke through the peak of the foundation building period at the age of two hundred to enter the Jindan Great Power Realm, with a lifespan of thousands of years, and the magic of the ghost path made it supernatural, even in the Jindan Great Power Realm, it is considered a great existence.

The name of the Night Ghost Market was founded by him, and he is the first generation owner of the Ghost Market, the Night Ancestor.

The reason why it is a ghost market is also because he will take out some ghost stones for auction from time to time, and over time, a trading place has been formed here, and people from all over the world have come to trade.

You won't have to worry about being hacked when you trade here, because there is an unwritten rule in the Dark Night Ghost Market, that is, you must not see blood in the ghost market, otherwise the Night Ancestor will be killed.

"These stones are all provided by the Night Ancestor himself, and every ten years is a period. ”

There is no time for cultivating the truth, and for those who have achieved cultivation, a retreat may last for ten or twenty years, which is also the difference between cultivators and mortals, who are above the emperors of the world, but after a few decades, they will turn into a touch of loess.

It was death that would motivate them to cultivate, but it was also death that would make the entire cultivation world chaotic.

"What is the ghost stone used for?" Feng Qingyang was puzzled, he looked at the ghost wind with curiosity on his face, like a curious baby, who would have thought that he was a zombie with a blue face and fangs?

I saw that after the people around heard Feng Qingyang's question, they all looked at him with disdain, and secretly came to the loose cultivation of a mountain villager.

Ghost Wind explained embarrassedly: "The Ghost Stone is a treasure that the Dark Night Ancestor collected under the Endless Sea, and it is sealed with all kinds of treasures, including spirit grass and high-grade treasure refining materials. ”

"I see. Feng Qingyang nodded secretly, if he guessed correctly, this so-called ghost stone was like the ore in his world.

The ore contains ancient jade, and this ghost stone is estimated to have the same meaning. It's just that one is an ore and the other is a ghost stone.

Looking at the eager wind Qingyang, the ghost wind seemed to want to say something, but they were stopped by the ghost rain and the ghost lightning and others.

"Come on, little brother, this ghost stone was picked by the Dark Night Ancestor in the Endless Sea, you can take a look. "There was a manager standing on the side, who seemed to be in his fifties or sixties, a cultivator in the late stage of qi refining, and he was bold, but he revealed a smell of profiteers inside and out.

"I'll cut it?"

As he spoke, he pushed through the crowd and stepped forward, carefully looking at the round stone, he was not a fool, he knew that if he cut nothing, he was afraid that he would suffer.

"Little brother, you have to pay for cutting this ghost stone. Seeing that the wind was clear and wanted to cut it, the manager hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to block it.

"This ghost stone is worth ten medium-grade spirit stones, and you have to pay the spirit stone first......

"You're a trick!" Before the manager could continue, the originally silent ghost stepped forward and shouted a loud scold.

"This broken stone is also worth ten medium-grade spirit stones, why don't you grab it?"

I saw that the manager's face did not change, and said with a smile: "It seems that these brothers don't understand the rules of my gambling house, these ghost stones come from the endless sea, which contain countless rare treasures, if you just let a few brothers cut it open, then how can my gambling house survive?"

Feng Qingyang understood, this was the same as the casino in his world before, but the charges were reasonable, so he didn't say much, just looked at the ghost stone quietly.

Seeing that the wind was clear like this, the ghost lightning had no choice but to give up, so Gu Feng stepped forward and handed over ten medium-grade spirit stones, which looked like he was cutting his flesh.

You must know that spirit stones are hard currency in the cultivation realm, a medium-grade spirit stone can withstand ten lower-grade spirit stones, and ten pieces are a thousand lower-grade spirit stones.

And a thousand lower-grade spirit stones can support a disciple for ten years of cultivation in an ordinary sect, but now it is only used on this unknown ghost stone, it is good to cut out the treasure, if you don't cut out something, it will be an extreme loss.

Where would Feng Qingyang think so much, in his heart, cultivation should not be entangled by external objects, otherwise it will only stop him.

He looked at the ghost stone quietly, and saw that it was covered with lines and moss that only exist in the deep sea, and the tentacles were cold, as if it were a block of ice.

At the top of the ghost stone, there are messy notches, which are obviously caused by the friction of the ghost stone in the water.

"Qingyang, what do you think?"

The ghost wind on the side asked anxiously, you must know that this ghost stone was exchanged for ten medium-grade spirit stones, and the people around him also stretched their necks to watch.

"Well, I'm looking at ......" Feng Qingyang was not arrogant or impatient, and his answer almost made Ghost Wind vomit blood.

In the past, he was an archaeologist, and archaeology and tomb robbery were the same school, which was nothing more than the four main points of looking, smelling, asking, cutting, and cutting.

He sniffed the stone, only to feel that there was a breath of a long time, if he guessed correctly, this stone is at least tens of thousands of years old, looking at his stripes, which are caused by deep sea sprays, and it takes at least tens of thousands of years to produce such stripes.

So it's safe to assume that the stone is worth a lot of money, but whether it contains a rarity will have to be cut open.

At this moment, Feng Qingyang also began to get nervous, he was betting, he was betting that he had not guessed wrong.

"Bring the stone cutter!" The manager on the side saw that he was about to make a move, and hurriedly handed over the stone cutter.

Feng Qingyang took it and weighed it, only to feel that it was light in his hand, but it was extremely sharp, this kind of knife could only be used to cut stones, not to fight. ”

He looked at the edge of the ghost stone and began to cut slowly with his knife......

"It's going to be cut...... I'm going to cut ......"