"Haha! Do you think that the Qi of Kongming in the Kongming Stone is inexhaustible?"
Hearing this, Gu Ling almost couldn't hold it back. How could he be so monstrous in the way of swordsmanship, but he was so stubborn when it came to looking at things?
"Well, even the state of Kongming can be controlled. Shouldn't this Kongming Stone have corresponding functions?"
Yang Feng was a little confused. It sounded awesome. Could it be that when the time came to use it, it would be another "semi-waste"?
Gu Ling really wants to reward Yang Feng with a burst of chestnuts, but who is he? This brain circuit cannot understand.
"Take this little sword and go to Xiao Wang. If you can pass his test, it shouldn't be difficult to borrow the Kongming Stone."
Gu Ling didn't want to waste any more time on Yang Feng, so he threw the small sword half the size of a palm to Yang Feng and turned around to leave.
Just as the figure was about to disappear, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing an imperceptible smile.
Yang Feng was left alone, his eyes fixed on the "little sword" lying flat in his palm.
The simple little sword was actually made of pure bronze. The hilt was polished extremely smooth, but the sword body was covered with red rust.
And the strange thing is that this layer of red rust that looks eye-catching, no matter how Yang Feng rubs it with his palm, the red rust on it seems to have taken root and will not fall off.
"Hell, the physical strength of the fifth-level Bone Tempering Realm can't even wipe off a layer of rust. It's really ridiculous!"
Yang Feng couldn't help but curse.
"Boy, the material of this sword is extremely rare. The 'bright red' thing on the sword body is not rust, but blood, the blood of a strong man from a certain clan."
The Winged Dragon Beast didn't know when it jumped onto Yang Feng's shoulder, then followed Yang Feng's arm to Yang Feng's wrist, and took the small bronze sword in his hand to look at it carefully.
After a long while, he spoke slowly.
"Blood?! Is it the blood stains left after the blood coagulates?"
Yang Feng almost shook the pterodactyl beast standing on his arm and flew it away.
Damn! What kind of powerful person's blood is needed to have such an effect? It will not be affected at all in front of the fifth level of bone tempering realm.
"Digging! This blood stain will not affect the power of this sword, right? How about we just take this little sword and run away?"
Yang Feng's thoughts became active again, and he came up with the idea of this small bronze sword.
"You really dare to ask for anything. If this little bronze sword hadn't been sealed by this blood stain, I'm afraid you would have been in bliss forever the moment you touched the sword."
Looking at Yang Feng, whose eyes were spinning and full of bad thoughts, Pterodactyl rolled his eyes.
Then he put the small bronze sword back into Yang Feng's palm and disappeared.
"Boy, I forgot to tell you. Go out from here and head north to Beishifang. You will naturally encounter it. I wish you good luck!"
The voice of the ancient spirit came from far away, but it was extremely real.
When Yang Feng heard the ancient spirit's message, he muttered to himself, then left the ancient sword temple and walked north.
By the way, he has been in Gujian Town for so long and he still hasn’t had a good time.
This time when I went to Gambling Stone Square, I could enjoy a lot of scenery along the way.
As the Romans do in the countryside, Yang Fenggang came out of the ancient sword temple, took out the Lingsha sword from the Qiankun bag, and slung it behind his back, looking somewhat like a swordsman.
If only the appearance of the Lingsha Sword could be more in line with the aesthetics, it would be a proper sword man.
Not to mention, there are quite a lot of people on the way north.
People on the road were walking together in twos and threes, and there seemed to be endless dragon gate formations along the way, chattering non-stop.
Yang Feng was a lone man, walking among the crowd, and looked different, but he didn't care about it, listening to the old couple in front of him.
The man was about fifty years old. In addition to carrying a sword on his back, he also held a "dice" in his hand.
The dice is in the shape of a cube. The difference is that this dice is different from the ones used in urban gambling games. Each side is blank without any red dots.
Moreover, the colors of the dice held by the old couple were obviously different.
The dice held in the man's hand are black, while the dice held in the woman's hand are white.
"Brother, what do you have?"
Yang Feng couldn't hold back, stepped forward, pointed at the black dice in the old man's hand and said.
"Oh, young man, you just came to Gujian Town, right?"
Hearing the questions raised by the other party, although Nao Fang thought to himself that I have been here for more than a month, he was still pretending.
"Yeah! Brother, I don't think there are many people on this road, so I think it's something fun."
Yang Feng deliberately pretended to be a good citizen who came to visit and win the sympathy of the other party.
"Young man, you are very discerning! You actually touched this street as soon as you came here. You can be considered to have a connection with Gambling Stone Square, that's it! The old man will chat with you for a few words."
Before the old man could start chatting, he heard his wife rushing to say: "Young man, this small square is Mr. Wang's hard work. At the same time, if you want to enter Stone Gambling Square, this is also a pass.
so! You can follow us later, and we will take you to Mr. Wang to get it. Also, this cube is called 'Chi Jing'. "
Yang Feng looked at the interrupted old man and smiled sheepishly, while the old man shook his head.
"Damn it! Don't bet on your cat urine today. You see, I have been married to you for most of my life and have given birth to children for you, but I don't even have a decent piece of jewelry..."
Seeing that there was some resentment in his wife's tone, the old man quickly surrendered.
"Okay, it's all up to you. Today I'll see how lucky you are as a man. I remember back then, I was also a powerful figure in Gujian Town."
"Bah! There are children listening here, so don't be ashamed."
The old man's wife glanced at Yang Feng. At this time, Yang Feng's mind was full of "Chi Jing".
"Child, kid, what's wrong with you?"
Looking at Yang Feng who was lost in thought, the old man's wife called out softly.
"Oh, it's okay! I was just thinking, what's so mysterious about this palm-sized 'Chi-Ji'? It can actually control everyone's money. But then again, don't you need to place a bet when gambling?
And what are the bets? "
When he heard that the other party actually gambled on wine and jewelry, Yang Feng became more and more curious. Who is Lao Wang, the founder of this stone gambling shop?
In other words, he is the "Lao Wang next door" who everyone in the city is fortified with.
You have to figure out all of these before you can find a way to get the Kongming Stone.
"Hush! Kid, please be quiet. Mr. Wang's origins can almost match Master Sword Spirit. Although it is rumored that Mr. Wang and Master Sword Spirit have a close friendship, Mr. Wang has never left Stone Gambling Square.
Not to mention going to the Ancient Sword Temple to visit Master Sword Spirit. However, every once in a while, Mr. Wang would send his men to the Ancient Sword Temple to pay homage to Mr. Sword Spirit. As for the true origin of Mr. Wang, it is not something we ordinary people know. You can know it. "
The old woman told Yang Feng everything the old man wanted to say.
Yang Feng was a little confused when he heard this, and he was even more curious about "Old Wang".
"Young man, when you bet on a stone shop, you naturally have to make a bet, and the bet must be on your 'loved thing', which has the value of the item you want.
The degree and value of your 'loved things' are naturally different. "
The old man saw his wife explain something, and then added.
"Ah! 'Betting on your favorite things', will you definitely get what you want? I mean, if you bet on items of corresponding value,
Are you sure to get what you want? "
Yang Feng saw that the other party didn't seem to understand what he meant, so he continued to explain.
"Hey! That's naturally impossible. Otherwise, wouldn't it become a trading place, and how could it be worthy of the word 'gamble'? The first rule of Gambling Stone Square is to go to Mr. Wang to get the 'Chi Jing' , and then you will be eligible to place bets.
By the way, when applying for the 'Access Certificate', you must not be reckless and bump into Mr. Wang, otherwise you will not be able to obtain the 'Chi Jing' to enter the Stone Betting Shop. "
The three of them were chatting and walking together, and now they could already see the "Gambling Stone Square".
The architectural style of this gambling stone square is unique and different from all the buildings in Gujian Town.
Gujian Town worshiped the sword spirit, so every house built a small "sword tower" on the roof to show their respect for the sword spirit.
As for Gambling Stone Square, first of all, the house is a small bungalow in the city, and secondly, the house seems to be made of "black stone". In short, this is the first time Yang Feng has seen this kind of building material.
The three-story black bungalow seemed to have an inexplicable radiation on the wall. When Yang Feng came closer, he felt something strange in his body.
Dantian, sword intention, and even the physical strength that he had always been proud of were all blocked by the radiation from this wall.
Except for his slightly stronger physical fitness, Yang Feng is no different from ordinary people in other aspects.
Seeing Yang Feng's sudden change of expression, the old man shook Yang Feng's shoulders a few times and said, "Young man, are you okay?"
Only then did Yang Feng come to his senses and smiled at the old man beside him: "Brother, I'm fine."
After losing his cultivation, Yang Feng felt relaxed at first, and then almost instantly, all the muscles in his body began to tighten, because now anyone could stab him to death with a knife.
He vaguely felt that he had been tricked by that woman Gu Ling again. Any Kongming Stone that could make him enter the Kongming state and become controllable was simply a trick.
But even though they were here, Yang Feng still followed the old couple, wanting to see the true face of "Old Wang".
The door of Gambling Stone Square is not unlocked, but it is closed tightly. There are two palm-sized spaces on the door, one black and one white, which seem to be specially reserved for "Chi Jing".
The old couple put the "Chi Jing" in their hands perfectly and appropriately.
boom!
With a loud noise, the black door of Gambling Stone Square rose upwards, reaching a height just high enough for people to pass through, and then stopped rising.
Seeing that Yang Feng, a newcomer, was not overwhelmed by this scene, they all gave Yang Feng a thumbs up in their hearts.
As everyone knows, since he embarked on the journey of cultivating immortals, this is just a small scene for Yang Feng, who has seen big winds and waves.
The only thing that made him tensed was the loss of cultivation throughout his body. Before he could figure out what the situation was like here, Yang Feng still didn't dare to take it lightly.
