I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 114 Dragon Marked Black Gold Sword, who is the big winner?
In the first duel between two origin magic geniuses, they cut out the rhizome of an immortal medicine.

Since ancient times, extant elixirs have been rare, even rarer than ancient emperors and extreme weapons. A complete elixir has often followed several emperors, or even dozens of emperor-level figures.

At this time, a plant suddenly appeared in Daoyishifang.

When they learned from the murmurs of discussion that this elixir had appeared in the ancient times, and was even suspected of following the Lord of the Ancient Heaven, everyone could not sit still.

The peerless holy masters in charge looked excited and strode to the stone platform, wanting to compete for the ownership of this elixir.

The forces they belong to are often suppressed by imperial soldiers. They have been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years and have a profound foundation.Once you get the rhizome of the elixir, bring the seeds back to life, and add another foundation, the possibility of yourself and your descendants reaching the pinnacle of enlightenment will be greatly improved in the future.

"Ahem, fellow Taoists, don't be anxious. Let's wait until the little friend Gufeng cuts the stone."

At the critical moment, the Supreme Elder of Daoyi Holy Land coughed lightly before everyone spoke, and a pure voice filled the air, calming down the heated atmosphere a bit.

Yes, there is still ancient style.

However, he was able to cut out a rhizome of the magic medicine first, but Gufeng may not be able to cut out a complete magic medicine.

Under the gaze of countless expectant eyes, Gu Feng has slowly cut open the arm of the Nine-Aperture Stone Man. The inside is gray and white. It is just an ordinary stone and does not contain the expected treasures.

Gufeng's expression did not change at all, and he carefully cut off the stone man's legs, but they were still empty and nothing could be seen.

The entire stone was cut into nearly half of its size, and the discussion inevitably started again, and the quiet atmosphere was broken again.

"I knew there must be something wrong. If the stone man really contains rare treasures, those masters of source arts who come and go might try it at the price of [-] kilograms of sources."

"Fortunately, I resisted the urge and didn't buy it."

"It's a pity that a hundred thousand kilograms of energy were wasted."

Gu Feng didn't say anything more, and continued to cut open the stone man's abdomen from bottom to top. Stone chips were flying everywhere, but it was still empty, and the discussion gradually became louder.

"Is anyone willing to bet with me?" Gu Feng suddenly said.

At present, only the heart and forehead of the Nine-Aperture Stone Man have not been completely cut open.

Hearing such words, many people were stunned at first, and then the discussion almost became loud.

"This black-hearted guy." Fu Jin was speechless when he saw this scene.

The two of them had already informed each other of the stones they wanted to cut through Pang Bo, and before making a final decision on the bet, they even disguised themselves and went to the stone workshop to explore, and after confirming the sacred objects and their value, Only then did he dare to make a bet and compete.

Nowadays, "Gufeng" looks like this. It seems that he not only wants to make a lot of money from the gambling house, but also wants to make a lot of money from these powerful people like fat sheep.

However, as a good brother, it was hard for him to turn a blind eye.

"What do you want to bet on?" Fu Jin asked, obviously somewhat interested in the bet outside the game.

"If I hadn't cut out the sacred object, these 18 kilograms of sources would be yours." Gufeng said what he said, and with a wave of his hand, all the sources he had earned in the stone workshop over the past few days were piled up in front of him, including many. Xenogeneic sources, even divine source particles.

The colorful colors intertwined in one place are extremely eye-catching.

"And if I cut out the divine object, all the sources you bet on will be mine.

"If you want to enter the game, you need at least [-] Jin Yuanqi."

Gufeng set the tone for this off-market bet.

It's just a bet against the Nine-Aperture Stone Man, it doesn't involve a game between the two, and the things that can be cut out are limited to the "gods" column.

What is a fetish?
Things that were of great use to the ancient emperors were naturally called divine objects.

Including magic medicine, fairy gold and other items.

Ten thousand kilograms of sources is certainly a lot for ordinary people, but here there are even dozens of holy masters, let alone half-step almighty and famous figures. The total number is hundreds, and ten thousand kilograms of sources are just a sprinkle for them. .

"It's not that you can't gamble." The Supreme Elder from the Palace of Disillusionment spoke up. His name was Li Yishui, and he was also a half-step expert. He looked at Gu Feng and said calmly:

"But you have to take out the Daluo Silver Essence that I cut out a few days ago as a bet."

On the day when Fu Jin cut the dragon loach, Gu Feng also cut out a fist-sized piece of Daluo silver essence in other stone workshops. Li Yishui, who was present at the time, wanted to buy it, but was forcefully refused.

Daluo Silver Essence is a rare treasure that even the ancient saints were attracted to. It can be used to forge the holy weapons handed down from generation to generation. It is an excellent material for tempering your own weapons.

Although the cut by Gufeng is not big, even if each person divides a little bit of it and smelts it into his or her own weapon, it will become stronger and the divine power will be greatly increased.

Li Yishui's request could be said to have touched everyone's heart, and many half-step almighty and dragon-turned-famous people immediately started clamoring to speak.

"Bring out Daluo Yinjing, and we'll bet."

"Hehe, the old man is refining weapons for my sweet grandson, but he happens to be short of materials."

"Hurry up."

"Yes, but you have to increase the source to [-] kilograms to enter the game." Gu Feng agreed without any hesitation, and took out a piece of silver metal with flowing Dao lines, mysterious and unpredictable.

"Okay." Li Yishui nodded in agreement with greed in his eyes.

So far, the two parties have no further opinions.

"Da Luo Yin Jing, I am also somewhat interested." Fu Jin pretended to speak, and directly ordered Pang Bo to take out a bunch of sources.

"First deposit [-] kilograms of source."

Fu Jin was the first to take action, and Fifty Thousand Jinyuan invisibly raised the stakes.

In order to win the bet and prevent Fu Jin from taking away more Daluo Yinjing, others must at least maintain this level.

Crash.

Heaps and heaps.

Within a short time, around sixty people had joined the gambling game.

Except for the eight half-step masters who followed Fu Jin's footsteps and pledged [-] jins of resources, the others were mostly [-] to [-] jins of resources.

But even so, this wave of bets is enough to collect nearly one million kilograms of resources.

"These old guys are worth a lot of money!" Fu Jin glanced over, wondering if he should also have an off-market bet tomorrow.

Although this kind of bet is not as big as the handicap of a gambling house, after all, there is no middleman Li Heishui involved, and you can simply make as much as you bet.

While he was meditating, Gu Feng took action again and cut open the heart of the stone man.

Click.

The color of the stone gradually changed, turning into dark red, as if it were a real heart.

"The heart takes shape. If it can be tempered by the essence of the sun and the moon for another million years, it will definitely become a true Holy Spirit."

"Pity."

"We're going to win."

Many old men who had placed bets were impatient and came to Daluo Silver Essence, wanting to take it away.

"Don't worry, this little friend hasn't finished cutting all the stones." The Supreme Elder of Daoyi Holy Land waved Fuchen to stop him and pointed at Gu Feng's palm.That is the only piece of stone left on the stone man's body, located on his forehead.

"Does anyone else want to bet?" Gu Feng spoke again.

"Damn, this guy is full of evil." Fu Jin cursed in his heart, but kept moving his hands. He gave Pang Bo a wink and added another fifty thousand kilograms of energy.

"I don't believe you can really cut into some magical object?"

A cold sentence exposed the grudge between the two.

Li Yishui and other half-step masters looked at the stone, which was less than half the size of a palm and as flat as a pancake. He also thought in his mind that it was unlikely to cut out any amazing divine object, so he pushed it again.

In a matter of seconds, the bet reached 160 million kilograms.

"Watch it." Gu Feng said.

His expression was calm and composed, and the silver knife in his hand slowly fell. Each knife attracted the attention of countless people.

wow.

When the last cut fell, the stone itself cracked open, and a cocoon-like object fell, one inch long (more than 3 centimeters) and half an inch thick, with a dark golden body and a flowing luster.

A bad feeling arose in the hearts of Li Yishui and other half-step experts.

Hey.

The metal cocoon vibrated on its own, almost making many people think they were dazzled.

A terrifying murderous aura filled the air.

The golden cocoon cracked quickly, and a black sword light rose into the sky. The Supreme Elder of Daoyi Holy Land waved the whisk in his hand, and wisps of Dao lines emerged on the whisk, intertwining the Tao and the truth.

boom.

With one blow, the sword glowed with a clanging sound, and a murderous aura soared into the sky. Even this holy master-level weapon was damaged, and large pieces of white silk were cut off from the whisk.

The gray-clothed old man's expression moved slightly, and his aura changed. The white silk threads in his fly whisk rose sharply again, and they quickly circled around the sword light, forming a silk cocoon. At the same time, he shouted, and a great aura filled the air, gradually suppressing the murderous intention.

After a moment, he put away the whisk.

A small black sword less than an inch long appeared on the stone platform. The blade of the sword was filled with black light, and the sword body was covered with dragon patterns. It seemed to be born innately, simple and majestic, mysterious and natural.

"The emperor's exclusive divine item."

"True fairy gold."

"Dragon pattern black gold."

Amidst the exclamations, everyone's eyes were attracted.

Dragon pattern black gold.

It is an immortal gold divine object of the same level as the feathered green gold on Fu Jin's body. Although it is much different in size, it is still a rare treasure for countless practitioners in the world.

According to rumors, the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron in the Shaking Light Holy Land was made of this divine material.

More importantly, this small sword was born with the Nine-Aperture Stone Man, and has been intertwined with its own Tao and principles, making it a Holy Lord-level weapon.

Even though it was knocked down on the stone platform, the small black gold sword still shot out streams of black light, like a black lightning intertwined, indestructible and terrifying to the extreme.

The nine-aperture stone man was cut into pieces, and the path to becoming a holy spirit was cut off. The weak gods within were infused with endless resentment and murderous intent.

Although the Supreme Elder of Daoyi Holy Land used his divine power to disperse some of the murderous intent, he was still full of murderous intent.

Seeing such a scene, the old man in gray chanted the divine incantation and waved the fly whisk again. The divine light swayed like flying feathers and fireflies, falling continuously on the sword body, infusing and purifying it with the charm of the great avenue.

Until the evil spirit completely dissipates, it is no longer possible for the weak gods to emit murderous sword light.

The fly whisk fell, and the frightened little sword fell into Ye Fan's hand.

The Holy Lord-level weapon forged from the dragon-patterned black sword is not as long as a finger, but as the emperor's exclusive immortal gold, it is an absolute divine object.

As soon as this sword came out, everyone who had just bet on it sighed.

Who would have thought that Gufeng would cut out such a divine object.

Now this guy is going to make more than 100 million catties of money in vain.

However, these people felt a lot better when they thought about another bet.

"The rhizome of the elixir of immortality, and the black gold sword with dragon patterns less than an inch long." The gray-clothed elder of Daoyi Holy Land looked at the two things in front of him and began to make a judgment.

It stands to reason that these two are both sacred objects that the ancient emperors were attracted to, and their value should be at the same level.

But a pity.

In comparison, the limited number of rhizomes of the elixir of immortality are more valuable.

Even if the black gold sword is a Holy Lord-level weapon.

Of course, if the Black Gold Sword were larger in size and upgraded in grade, becoming a divine weapon of kings, then based on its value alone, it would be able to outweigh the elixir of immortality that only had its roots left.

"In this contest between the two boys, the boy who has the opportunity to win is the winner." The elder in gray said.

None of the Holy Lords or Powers had any objections.

As for these half-step powers, I don't even have any opinions.

They had just been robbed of more than 100 million kilograms by Gu Feng, and they didn't want to see the other party win another rhizome of the elixir of immortality.

"Then I won't be polite." As the winner, Fu Jin unceremoniously took away the black gold sword embryo from the loser Gu Feng's hand.

The bet between the two, like most masters of source arts duels, is what the other party gets after cutting the stone.

"Huh, this is just the first game."

Gu Feng won't look good after losing a round, especially since the grudge between the two has been established for a long time.

"Hey, little friend, what you said is wrong. If you can win once, you can win the second time, and vice versa."

Before Fu Jin could say anything, Li Yishui, who had lost [-] kilograms of money, couldn't help but sarcastic and helped "Qie Xianji" to speak.

Fu Jin looked strange.

"My dear friend, I will definitely bet on you to win the next game." Li Yishui's words exposed his behavior.

In other words, his bet in the gambling house was an ancient one.

Fu Jin smiled:

"With senior's words, I feel relieved."

　There is still a big chapter today, it won’t be short

　　
　
(End of this chapter)