The guy felt very wronged. When he was calculating like this just now, the shopkeeper not only saw it, but also gave him a look of praise.

Before this had passed, the shopkeeper's face changed. It was like in the blink of an eye, the old hen turned into a duck.

Although he was a little angry, the guy knew that his little arm could not resist his thighs, so he quickly put down the cut stone and stood on the side in a proper manner.

The shopkeeper took the raw stone with both hands and said softly to Fang Ling: "Fellow Taoist, I'll get rid of the raw stone."

Before Fang Ling could speak, the woman who had been staring at the phantom of the flame bird said in a deep voice: "You are so frivolous, what if you break the raw stone? Go and invite Old Man Niu to come."

The shopkeeper dared not offend this hot woman in red. He has been in this city for many years and knows the origin of this woman in red.

This woman in red is a Taoist-level senior living in seclusion in Changling City. He has seen this woman with her own eyes train Elder Niu, who was in charge of their gambling stone yard, as if she were grandson.

Just as he was about to put down the stone and go to find the elder Niu, he saw an old man with white hair and beard coming over.

Although this old man's cultivation level is in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, the aura emitted from him gives people a strong feeling.

A powerful man, if he was in the Zhou Dynasty, he would definitely be a powerful man. He saw him bowing to the woman and saying, "Senior Hong, I will do it now."

As he spoke, he took the Yuan stone and said with frost on his face: "I don't know when you little guys have grown abilities, and when will this raw stone be solved from the middle."

The shopkeeper wanted to plunge his head into the soil at this time, and he knew that this time he might be sad.

Fortunately, there were too few people present to pay attention to him. Everyone was paying attention to the raw stone, and some people even directly reminded the old man named Niu and asked him to desiccate the stone as soon as possible.

This time, the speed of the old man surnamed Niu's calcification was extremely meticulous. It took half an hour to untickle the outer skin.

As the skin of the man with green moss was wiped off, the color of the whole stone began to turn red.

It's not a faint red, it's a red like a flame.

The old man surnamed Niu finished grinding all this and said with some emotion: "The stone skin of this raw stone is really good. Such a good thing can't be seen when it seals it."

While speaking, his eyes fell on Fang Ling and said with emotion: "Fellow Daoist is really not very good."

Fang Ling smiled and thought to himself that this was not luck. When he picked up the stone just now, a flame bird that was no different from the one that appeared just now appeared.

Lu Yue shook his head and said to Commander Meng who was standing beside him: "Old Meng, I believe it now. His grandmother's luck is here. Even the sacred mountain can't stop him!"

Commander Meng nodded. They were the first ones to come, and they also knew that the Ghost Eye Saint Hand stimulated Fang Ling just now and wanted to regain their face.

Fang Ling chose those rocks that were crooked and cracked. They all thought Fang Ling was giving up, but they didn't expect that there was such a good Taoist pattern.

In addition to feeling emotion, the Ghost Eye Holy Hand felt a little up and down at this moment. He had a bet with Fang Ling. If he lost, the little snake path pattern Yuan stone he had just obtained would be lost to Fang Ling.

Five thousand Yuan stones were gone like this. Thinking about it made him feel heartbroken. Although he had only half of them untied, he knew that he had lost, whether from the flame bird that was revealed or from the eyes of everyone.

If I hadn't lost, these Taoist ancestors who usually only practiced in Changling City would not show up.

Another half an hour passed, and the inconspicuous raw stone had turned into a red bead the size of a fist.

Inside the bead, an extremely clear flame bird was about to spread its wings and fly. Although it was separated by the bead, everyone could still sense the power of the Taoist pattern of the flame bird.

Although you can comprehend the Tao pattern during the Nascent Soul, the Tao pattern that most people comprehend is just a little bit of the Tao.

If you want to condense and form a chain, you have to wait until you become a Taoist master. Such naturally grown Taoist patterns are not only easy to absorb, but also extremely powerful. Everyone will be jealous of them.

"This fellow Taoist, this Yuan stone that contains a complete flaming bird should be the best among Yuan stones."

The old man surnamed Niu played with Yuanshi, pondered for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "If a fellow Taoist intends to sell it, I can make the decision and give the fellow Taoist a price of 60,000 yuan stones."

Sixty thousand Yuan stones, as soon as this number came out, the Nascent Soul monks watching around them all collapsed a little.

They worked hard a year, and at most they earned more than a dozen Yuan stones, or even a few Yuan stones. But they just bet on one stone and actually got 60,000 Yuan stones.

If you have 60,000 yuan stones, you can become a wealthy person and even hire many subordinates to become the leader of the person.

Thinking about the benefits of these Yuan stones, many people's eyes turned red. But more people think how their magic power should be improved after obtaining this Yuan stone.

The woman in red who was staring at the flame bird Yuanshi at the beginning. Before the old man surnamed Niu finished speaking, she cursed angrily: "Niu Benshu, you kid are trying to get along with me, right? You know that I need this Taoist Yuanshi, but you are still quoting there. Are you..."

The woman didn't say the word "death". After all, it was in public at this time, but her eyes flashed and she said in a deep voice again: "Do you still want to compete with me?"

Although the old man known as Niu Benshu is a powerful man, it is still far from being able to deal with a Taoist like a woman in red.

What's more, the relationship between the two seems unusual.

The Niu Benshu smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, I know that this is something you always need, but as the elder who is in charge of the gambling stone shop, I have to ask any questions according to the rules."

"Okay, you've asked, get out of here." The woman in red looked at Fang Ling as she spoke, "Fellow Daoist, you just need to sell me this Yuan stone. I will not only give you 60,000 Yuan stones, but I can help you in the future. I can also help you once."

"What do you think?"

A promise of a Taoist level existence is often more precious to a Nascent Soul monk than a Yuanshi.

After all, Yuanshi has no more to make, but those promises at the level of Taoist priests are simply impossible to get except for some special opportunities. For a moment, many people stared at Fang Ling with envious eyes.

Fang Ling took the flaming bird Taoist Yuan stone from the old man surnamed Niu, and began to sense the flaming bird with his divine thoughts.

Although the Taoist pattern of this flame bird is only part of the fire-type avenue, it is a perfect part.

Because this flame bird has formed its own body, although it cannot be compared with the Dharma body that has gathered enough Taoist patterns and the power of heaven and earth at the level of Taoist Lord, it is also a Dharma body.

When Fang Ling killed Yan Ming, Yan Ming relied on this small Dharma body. If it weren't for the Qingtian Thunder Sword Formation, Fang Ling knew that he would be defeated in Yan Ming's hands.

At that time, Fang Ling didn't understand the Taoist Yuan Stone, but now he understood. Fang Ling felt that the magic body of Yan Ming's giant ape was probably about the same level as the little snake that had just been cut out by the Ghost Eye Holy Hand.

In terms of power, this flame bird is at least several times the power of a small snake.

Otherwise, this woman in red would not have been allowed to pay such a price. However, Fang Ling's practice of the Haoran Way and the Xuanpin Way would not be able to use the flame bird path pattern.

Only the power of golden faith, let alone.

The woman in red saw Fang Ling pondering. She seemed more anxious for a moment. She did not look at Fang Ling. Instead, she turned her eyes to the Lord of Changling City and others.

After all, at this time, the people who could compete with her were the Lord of Changling City and others. As for the others, she didn't consider it.

After all, her cultivation is there.

The Lord of Changling City hesitated for a moment, and finally extinguished the idea of ​​fighting. First, he was unwilling to offend this woman, and more importantly, the skill he practiced was not fire.

But another man with a gloomy face said at this moment: "I also paid 60,000 yuan stones, and a promise from our Black Tiger League."

The woman in red changed her face. She stretched out a finger and said to the gloomy man: "Land Rover, then, do you have to do the right thing with me?"

"Hong Tianjiao, others will care about you, but our Black Tiger Alliance may not care about you, let alone this Yuanshi, which is not yours now."

Speaking of this, his eyes fell on Fang Ling, and his words were filled with a hint of coldness: "Friend, over the years, our Black Tiger Alliance has only one purpose, that is, either a friend or an enemy."

Land Rover said this sentence with great confidence and the meaning was very clear. It was just telling Fang Ling that if you don’t sell it to him, then you will wait to settle the score with the Black Tiger Alliance.

Before Fang Ling could speak, he heard Ji Longfeng's voice transmission in his ears: "Brother Fang, the Black Tiger Alliance is cruel and ruthless, and you must not offend him."

"Fellow Daoist, just don't worry about selling Dao pattern to me, Hong Tianjiao. If their Black Tiger Alliance dares to cause trouble for you, I, Hong Tianjiao, will take it."

As the woman in red spoke, the surging flames formed a blue sea of ​​fire around her.

Many Nascent Soul monks who were watching the fun around Fang Ling quickly pushed away the moment they saw the blue sea of ​​fire.

They felt that as long as they were touched, they would be dead, so they naturally did not dare to get up at this time.

Fang Ling stroked the red Yuanstone and said lightly: "Although both of you have good conditions, my affairs are not finished yet. I think everything will be discussed after the matter here is finished."

The Ghost Eye Saint Hand's heart tightened. You must know that he was reluctant to part with the Yuan stone with the small snake pattern. But he had no choice but to part with it. After all, in front of so many people, he had already bet with Fang Ling.

Grandma, it seems that no matter how good my method is, if I encounter someone’s invincible luck, I can only bow down and surrender!

At this moment, the Ghost Eye Saint Hand's heart was filled with emotion! (To be continued...)

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