Super Golden Eye

"This is a jade exchange meeting specially prepared for warriors, so all the people from the ancient martial arts families are here. Everyone is no longer playing ordinary jade, but betting on spirit stones. Let's go, let's watch, While talking." Wang Qiang explained, leading Fang Yang around.

Fang Yang nodded thoughtfully, quite shocked. This is the first time he has participated in such a large-scale martial arts gathering. Looking around, the worst cultivation base is also in the middle stage of the yellow rank. Like him, there are countless warriors in the later stage of the yellow rank.

Seeing this, Fang Yang felt bitterness in his heart. In Longjiang Province, he felt pretty good, but who knew that the world of ancient martial arts was as deep as the sea, and he was completely a layman.

"Boy, what do you look at, believe it or not, the uncle dug your eyes!" Someone glared at Fang Yang, and said angrily, his cheeks a little ugly.

Fang Yang knew that there were some outsiders, so he quickly closed his golden eyes and followed Wang Qiang's pace. He turned his head and took a peek a few moments, feeling a lingering fear.

It was a brawny man who couldn't see through his cultivation at all, with a beard all over his face. The tendon flesh all over his body seemed to break through the skin. From the perspective of Goldeneye, there was a bright golden light, covering all the lines of wind and water.

The golden light was dazzling, like a sword of ten thousand daggers, which seemed to penetrate Fang Yang's mind at any time, scaring him with cold sweat behind his back.

"Hu Lao San, what is your special mother's ghost name! Is it because the skin is itchy? After I leave, no one can cure you in Donghai City!" Wang Qiang noticed Fang Yang's strangeness and looked back. At a glance, the old face cursed blackly.

Hu Lao San saw the face of the visitor, he was startled at first, and then he hurried over with a smile: "It turns out that Brother Wang is back. Why don't you call in advance so that your brother can pick you up!"

"Don't **** come here. Looking at your body, I'm afraid that your cultivation base has improved a lot. Going back to practice?" Wang Qiang squinted his eyes, but he was a little threatening.

Hearing the words, Old Hu shook his head quickly, his head shaking like a rattle, and he hurriedly flashed without saying a few words.

However, before he left, he looked at Fang Yang a few more times, and his brows wrinkled slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fang Yang saw this scene in his eyes, saying that the old man Hu seemed to know himself. In fact, it was not only Hu Lao San, but seven or eight people in the venue were all looking at Fang Yang, and they spent more time on him than on Wang Qiang.

"Brother Wang, is there anything wrong with what I am wearing today?" Fang Yang stopped and asked in a low voice.

Wang Qiang smiled and said it was okay, saying that this group of people had brainstorming and had never seen the newcomers.

Of course Fang Yang didn't believe in such a statement, but he didn't follow up. He knew that these were all secrets. To know everything, he had to win the next stone gambling competition.

"Brother Wang, this stone is not bad." The two took a few more steps, and Fang Yang stopped suddenly. In front of him is a piece of wool that is more than half a meter high, and there are some moss growing on the frosted stone. It seems that it has just been mined.

"Brothers have good eyesight. Although this rough rough stone is said to be from Xinpit, this pit is next to the old pit where the spirit stone is produced. It has also been judged by the young master of the Gu family, saying that this pit must be a top-grade spirit stone." A man in his early thirties, with a round face, smiles quite kindly.

Wang Qiang rolled his eyes, with an expression of disbelief at all: "Don't bully me for studying less, I think this stone is about to fall 80%."

"It's down or up. Don't you know if Mr. Wang bought it? I just opened this. I'll give you a purchase price!" The shopkeeper smiled and stretched out two fingers.

"Twenty thousand? Okay, I bought it!" Fang Yang quickly agreed when he saw this.

But the store has an expression that you are not teasing me, saying that this is 20 million!

"Fuck, how much is it! Twenty million! Why don't you grab it?" Fang Yang exclaimed.

The shopkeeper didn't speak, but looked at Wang Qiang with a look of contempt, as if to say, what is your brother's background, and why don't you understand the rules.

Wang Qiang smiled awkwardly, saying that he had forgotten to tell Fang Yang the price of the Lingshi wool. He quickly pulled him aside and explained in a low voice: "The output of spirit stones is extremely low and can be used by warriors. So the price is more than ten million yuan. The ancient martial arts respects martial arts, and whoever has a hard fist is awesome. So everyone Desperately to obtain spirit stones, because this is the best way to improve cultivation."

Fang Yang showed an embarrassed expression, this wallet was too deflated, and he couldn't play with it at all. He said in his heart that his past situation was really low, and that it was two hundred million that he felt terrific. It was nothing compared to that, and he was a poor man.

Fang Yang was worried about money again, and his pocket was more than 2 million, so he had no choice but to borrow money from Wang Qiang cheeky.

"Don't worry, I'll go downstairs to cut a few stones and pay you back." Fang Yang said.

Wang Qiang couldn't laugh or cry. He asked me where did you come from, my self-confidence. Although the rough rough stone downstairs is not as precious as the one upstairs, it's not the best cut out of you.

"I borrowed one hundred million from you and don't worry about it. I still have one hundred million. I have to buy some wool and watch it carefully." Wang Qiang took out a card on the spot and handed it to Fang Yang and told the password.

Fang Yang turned around and bought the 20 million wool, but he asked the shopkeeper to sell him a piece of leftovers.

The seller is a personal genius. He especially looked at the leftovers Fang Yang asked for as a gift, and said to his heart that it might not be something hidden inside. But after watching for a long time, he really didn't see anything famous. However, this is not a good deal.

"Although this piece of wool is a corner, it is left over from a middle-grade spiritual stone. It is impossible to guarantee that new products will be released. It is too cheap. You can give me at least 2 million." The store was embarrassed. One picture, if you don't give me money, I can't give you anything.

When Fang Yang saw this, he had to leave without saying anything. He didn't even buy the first piece of wool with it: "I will give you up to 500,000 yuan, no bargaining, and love to sell or sell."

"Brother, you don't play the cards according to the routine, you have to kill the price." The store was instantly forced, and Fang Yang didn't expect Fang Yang to leave. He didn't want to come back and let him increase by 200,000. Finally, it was sold to Fang Yang at a price of 700,000.

Fang Yang smiled and asked people to transport the wool away, and went straight to the place where the stone was cut. After a while, Wang Qiang also returned, holding two pieces of woolen material the size of a watermelon in his arms, and preparing to start cutting stones.

Thirty minutes later, both of them had their wool cut open. Wang Qiang cut one piece down and one piece up. Inside the up piece were low-grade spirit stone fragments. They sold for more than 30 million and saved the money.

However, Fang Yang caused a sensation again. When a skylight was opened, there was a strong aura that appeared to be at least half a low-grade spirit stone, so that someone on the spot asked for a 100 million yuan to buy it.

"Low-grade spirit stones are so valuable?" Fang Yang was startled and asked in a low voice. Although he knows how to bet on rocks, he is completely a layman on the price. At this time, Wang Qiang will come to help.

Wang Qiang nodded and said, "The standard market price of a low-grade spiritual stone is 100 million. The middle-grade spiritual stone is 10 billion, and the high-grade spiritual stone is 100 billion. In the industry, no one is short of money. If someone sells it, the transaction price should be two to three times the market price."

Fang Yang took a breath, and was so startled that he couldn't speak for a long time. He said to his heart that Nima's money was coming too quickly, but then he thought about it, the martial artist has such a demand for spirit stones, and if it is not in a hurry to spend money, no one wants to sell it.