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"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, taking Fang Yang around.

Fang Yang nodded thoughtfully, feeling rather shocked. This is the first time he has participated in such a large-scale gathering of warriors. Looking around, the worst cultivation is also in the middle of the Huang rank, and there are countless warriors in the late Huang rank like him.

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

"Boy, what are you looking at? Believe it or not, the uncle poached your eyes!" Someone glared at Fang Yang and shouted angrily, with a hideous face.

Fang Yang knew that there were people out there, so he quickly closed his golden eyes and followed Wang Qiang's pace. Unexpectedly, he turned his head and peeked a few times, with lingering fear in his heart.

It was a strong man with a full beard that he couldn't see through his cultivation at all. The tendon and flesh all over his body seemed to burst through the skin. From the perspective of golden eyes, there was a bright golden light covering all Feng Shui lines.

The golden light was dazzling, like ten thousand sharp swords, which seemed to penetrate Fang Yang's mind at any moment, scaring him into cold sweat.

"Hu Laosan, what's your mother's ghost name! Is your skin itchy? After I leave, no one in Donghai City can cure you!" Wang Qiang noticed Fang Yang's strangeness, and looked back With one glance, the old face turned black and cursed loudly.

Seeing the face of the person coming, Mr. Hu was startled at first, and then hurriedly walked over with a smile: "It turns out that Brother Wang is back, why don't you call in advance, so that my brother can clean up the dust for you!"

"Young bastard, come here. Looking at your body, I'm afraid your cultivation base has improved a lot. Come back and practice?" Wang Qiang squinted his eyes and said, but no matter how he heard it, he sounded a little threatening.

Hu Laosan heard the words, quickly shook his head, his head shook like a rattle, and hurried away without saying a few words.

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

Fang Yang saw this scene in his eyes, and thought that this youngest Hu seemed to know him. In fact, not only Hu Laosan, but seven or eight out of ten people in the venue were looking at Fang Yang, and their eyes were on him more than on Wang Qiang.

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

Wang Qiang smiled and said it was all right, saying that this group of people had brain twitches and had never seen newcomers.

Of course Fang Yang didn't believe such rhetoric, but he didn't ask, he knew that these belonged to the category of secrets, and if he wanted to know everything, he had to win the next stone betting competition.

"Brother Wang, this rock is not bad." The two walked a few more steps, and Fang Yang stopped suddenly. In front of him is a piece of wool more than half a meter high, with a little moss growing on the frosted stone, which seems to have just been mined.

"Brother has good eyesight. Although this raw wool stone is from a new pit, this pit is next to the old pit that produced spirit stones. It has been judged by the young master of the Gu family, saying that this pit must produce top-grade spirit stones." A man in his early thirties with a round face and a kind smile.

Wang Qiang rolled his eyes, with an expression of disbelief: "Don't bully me for not reading enough, I think this stone will probably fall."

"Whether it's going down or up, doesn't Young Master Wang know when he buys it? I just opened my business, so I'll give you a purchase price!" The shopkeeper smiled and stretched out two fingers.

"Twenty thousand? OK, I'll buy it!" Seeing this, Fang Yang quickly agreed.

But the shopkeeper gave me a look like you're not kidding me, saying it's 20 million!

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

The shopkeeper didn't speak, but just looked at Wang Qiang with contempt on his face, as if he was saying, what is your origin and why you don't know the rules.

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

Fang Yang showed a embarrassed expression. The wallet is too thin to play with at all. He said in his heart that his past situation was really low, and he thought it was great to have 200 million. Compared with this, it was nothing, and he was a poor ghost.

Fang Yang was worried about money again, and he only had more than 2 million in his pocket, so he had the cheek to borrow money from Wang Qiang.

"Don't worry, I'll go downstairs and cut a few stones later, and return the money to you," Fang Yang said.

Wang Qiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said to himself, brother, where did you get the confidence? Although the wool raw stone downstairs is not as precious as the one upstairs, it's not the best quality you can cut out just as you say.

"I'll lend you 100 million yuan, and I'm not in a hurry to pay it back. I have another 100 million yuan, and I want to buy some woolen stuff." Wang Qiang took out a card on the spot and handed it to Fang Yang, and told him the password.

Fang Yang bought the 20 million worth of wool when he turned around, but he asked the shopkeeper to sell him a scrap at a low price.

The seller is a good person. He especially looked at the leftover material that Fang Yang asked for as a gift, and thought that there must be some treasure hidden inside. But after watching it for a long time, he really didn't see any tricks. However, this is not cheap to sell.

"Although this piece of wool is a corner, it is left over from a middle-grade spirit stone. It is difficult to guarantee that it will not be a new product. It is too cheap. You must give me at least 2 million." The shopkeeper said apologetically. One, if you don't give me money, I can't give you anything.

Seeing this, Fang Yang decided to leave without saying a word, and he didn't even buy the first piece of wool: "I'll give you 500,000 at most, no bargaining, whether you like it or not."

"Brother, you don't play the cards according to the routine, you should bargain anyway." The store was instantly forced, and Fang Yang didn't expect Fang Yang to leave immediately. He didn't pull Fang Yang back and asked him to give him an increase of 200,000. In the end, it was sold to Fang Yang for 700,000 yuan.

Fang Yang smiled and asked people to take the wool away, and went directly to the stone cutting place. After a while, Wang Qiang also came back, holding two pieces of wool the size of watermelons in his arms, and was about to start cutting stones.

Thirty minutes later, both of them cut up their raw materials. Wang Qiang cut one piece down and one piece up, and the uplifted piece contained low-grade spirit stone fragments. It was sold for more than 30 million yuan, keeping its capital.

However, Fang Yang caused a sensation again. When the skylight was opened, a strong spiritual energy burst out. It seemed that it was at least half a low-grade spirit stone, so that someone asked for 100 million yuan to buy it on the spot.

"Low-grade spirit stones are so valuable?" Fang Yang was taken aback and asked in a low voice. Although he knows how to gamble with stones, he is a complete layman when it comes to prices. At this time, Wang Qiang will come to help.

Wang Qiang nodded and said: "The standard market price of a low-grade spirit stone is 100 million. The middle-grade spirit stone is 10 billion, and the top-grade spirit stone is 100 billion, but there is no market for all of them. The ancient martial arts family has their own support. No one is short of money in the industry. If someone really sells it, the transaction price should be two to three times the market price."

Fang Yang gasped, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time. He thought that this nima's money came too fast, but then he thought about it, warriors have such a demand for spirit stones, if they are not in a hurry to spend money, no one wants to sell them.