In front of everyone, Liu Wuxie picked up a wild stone, worth ten thousand spirit stones.

Compared with the ones selected by Cheng Chen, the price of ten thousand spirit stones can be said to be a bargain.

This time no one laughed at me, and everyone held their breath.

There are only a handful of people present who have actually mined ancient fragments, and there are even none.

"This kid is very handsome. Which sect is he a disciple?"

Many people asked curiously.

Liu Wuxie has a strange face and many people have never seen her before.

"Maybe it's foreign!"

After checking for a long time, the information about Liu Wuxie was blank.

Yipinxuan at this moment!

Murong Yi was drinking tea when a maid ran over quickly and said a few words in Miss Yan's ear.

After waved his hand, the maid stepped back.

Miss Yan lifted the curtain and stood behind the lady.

"explain!"

Murong Yi put down the cup and sat upright.

"There is news that Mr. Liu and Cheng Chen had a conflict on the street. The two of them bet on stones in public, and Mr. Liu cut out an ancient fragment."

Miss Yan briefly said the matter.

"interesting!"

Murong Yi stood up, opened the window, looked at the people coming and going on the street, and looked into the distance.

After passing through the streets, his spiritual sense soon arrived at Liu Wuxie's body.

This place is more than tens of thousands of meters away from Yipinxuan. Only the advanced Galaxy Realm can achieve this when the spiritual consciousness can pass through such a long distance.

Just like before, Liu Wuxie still used a big way to open and close. Every time he slashed, everyone's hearts would be tugged.

If there is spiritual marrow inside, cut like this will probably cut the spiritual marrow into pieces.

"Is this kid cutting out the ancient fragments?"

Many later people asked in confusion.

Judging from Liu Wuxie's techniques, he is completely an outsider!

"Whoever makes people lucky can cut out ancient fragments."

Everyone's tone was filled with jealousy.

Especially those who have a lot of experience in gambling stones, they have been studying it for more than ten years, but they are not as good as Liu Wuxie, a young boy.

The wild stone was getting smaller and smaller, and it was only the size of a fist, and the ground was filled with debris.

"Look, the wild stone begins to crack!"

Someone had sharp eyes and found that the wild stone in Liu Wuxie's hand cracked itself.

At the beginning, the crack was very small, only about the hair.

After a few breaths, the crack was visible to the naked eye.

A terrifying spirituality swept out.

"The spiritual marrow has been opened!"

Everyone was cheering and raising the spiritual marrow, which was definitely worth celebrating.

No matter how jealous everyone is of Liu Wuxie, they will not deny that Liu Wuxie's luck is too outrageous.

The spiritual marrow fell into Liu Wuxie's hands, which was a circle larger than the spiritual marrow that Cheng Chen had opened. The most important thing is that the spiritual marrow is far above Cheng Chen's.

The spiritual marrow is divided into three levels, just like the spirit stone.

The most common spiritual marrow, similar to the one produced by Cheng Chen, belongs to the inferior spiritual marrow.

The spiritual marrow in Liu Wuxie's hand reached a medium level, one level higher.

With the second wild stone, Liu Wuxie defeated his opponent again.

Drips of cold sweat slid down Cheng Chen's forehead.

Two wild stones cut out an ancient fragment and a medium spiritual marrow, which is simply incredible.

Even those real treasure appraisers cannot do this, and they can be said to be a hit.

Holding it in the palm of your hand, the terrifying spirituality penetrated into Liu Wuxie's body. Although the Taihuang world was formed, it was a bit rigid and lacked a spirituality.

For example, those trees are rigid.

The earth is relatively dry, and the mountains and rivers have no color. These are manifestations of lack of spirituality.

Only by injecting a lot of spirituality can the world come alive.

There are too many people here. When you go back, you will slowly absorb and refine them to make the Taihuang world come alive.

Liu Wuxie discovered a strange phenomenon: the bigger the world, the more perfect it is, the stronger his strength is.

Spirituality is also spiritual root!

Liu Wuxie's current spiritual roots are still at the level of an ordinary person. If you want to reach the immortal spiritual roots, you will never see it.

Only by absorbing a large amount of spirituality can the spiritual roots grow.

This is his greatest advantage.

Many people have basically fixed spiritual roots, and no matter how much spiritual energy is absorbed, it is not very helpful.

Liu Wuxie's spiritual roots are different from ordinary people and can continue to grow.

"Young Master, is this spiritual marrow willing to be sold?"

It was the shopkeeper Li again, who wanted to buy the spiritual marrow in Liu Wuxie's hands.

Low-class spiritual marrow is not a rare product, and many shops are sold.

Medium-level spiritual marrow may not be the case, the price is several times more expensive than the lower-level one.

“Not selling!”

It's still two cold words.

If you want to grow to the root of the fairy spirit, Liu Wuxie calculated that it would take a lot of ordinary spiritual marrow, so how could you sell it?

"Boy, you are just an ordinary celestial realm. If you can't save the spiritual marrow and ancient fragments, it's better to sell it, so that you can still save your life."

Someone has already threatened Liu Wuxie nakedly.

You cut out ancient fragments and medium spiritual marrow, these are all treasures that are against the will of heaven, and many people are drooling at them.

As long as Liu Wuxie leaves here, there may be masters who want his life.

Liu Wuxie turned a blind eye to the threats around him and pretended not to hear them.

The gambling stones were still in full swing. A mysterious old woman appeared in the crowd, looking ordinary, holding a crutch, walked towards the field step by step, and her eyes fell on Liu Wuxie.

He put away his spiritual marrow and looked at Cheng Chen. It was his next time.

The second wild stone was cut out nothing, and Cheng Chen's mood dropped to freezing point.

Although losing is not fatal, you have to kneel down and kowtow.

The most important thing is that anything cut by the loser belongs to the winning party.

"Senior Brother Cheng, don't be discouraged. There are eight chances. As long as you can cut out an ancient fragment, you still have a chance to beat him."

The three young men standing behind Cheng Chen walked out with a comforting tone.

You must not be discouraged at this time. Things have come to this point and there is no room for retreat.

It is still too early to decide the outcome now.

"Junior Brother Qian is right, I can't lose!"

Cheng Chen released a strong fighting spirit, and he would never lose, nor could he lose.

Lost, losing all the face of Qinghongmen.

His eyes looked at the wild stone more than three meters high. It was the most expensive one, worth one million spirit stones. After the discount, Cheng Chen spent 700,000 spirit stones.

Only that wild stone has the most hope of cutting out ancient fragments.

Picking up the third wild stone, Cheng Chen took a deep breath, and his face gradually returned to normal.

The speed of the dagger cutting is obviously not as good as Cheng Chen is just now.

There is only the quiet sound of cutting stones echoing on the streets.

The wild stone that Cheng Chen cut this time was about the thickness of a bucket and was about one meter high, so the cutting time was a bit long.
To be continued...