A group of old antiques stepped forward and asked Shao Guangyun for information about the "immortal". Obviously, judging from her actions just now, she is from Yaochi's hometown.

Several old men who were about to dry up were the most excited, their road had come to an end, and they didn't report any illusions, and when they were dying, they wanted to know the past and origin of the immortals.

The snow-white heads of several old men were quite dazzling in the crowd, and they were so scary that even the Supreme Elder of the Liuyun Sword Sect had to call at least one Uncle Ancestor in terms of seniority.

They swarmed up, surrounded Shao Guangyun, and asked a junior for advice. Those young talents were squeezed out one by one, and they were clearly helpless, and they didn't dare to be angry at all.

"Yaochi did have a big man, suspected of becoming an immortal. Shaking Guangyun said slowly, causing everyone in the stone house to be amazed, as if they were in a dream.

How lucky this is, there are immortals who have appeared in the long history of the sect, and it must be the era of all factions congratulating and respecting the world.

She confessed that the secret book of the sect was very vague, and the information of the big man did not describe too much, only mentioning that ten thousand Ruicai fell from the sky above the Yao Pond on a certain night, and the cranes flew in it for several days.

This was very disappointing to the crowd, because the information they learned was too vague to be of much value. Several old antiques who knew that Yaochi was reluctant to reveal more information, but they couldn't force each other too much, and they all left disappointed.

At just the right hour, the monks in the stone house began to announce the official start of the stone guessing conference, which immediately caused a shock in the spirit of the crowd, and they no longer chatted.

Those old immortals were directly invited to the Extreme Garden on the third floor, some of the monks entered the True Garden on the second floor, and most of the monks were stopped in the Mortal Garden. Because of the regulations of the stone residence, in addition to the first garden, the garden on the second and third floors of the stone residence requires a large amount of stone to enter.

Not long after that, there were bursts of exclamations from time to time in the True Garden and the Polar Garden, apparently someone had spent a lot of time to select some famous stones, or it was possible that someone had cut something extraordinary out of the stone.

But it's more of a lament, because the likelihood of something good being cut out of the stone is too low. In the Western Regions, it is rare to encounter monks who have stepped into the Sui Realm, and it is difficult to even meet the Sui people who have stepped into the initial realm. Almost all the people who come here to guess the stone can be regarded as gambling.

Shaking Guangyun is very big, as the heir of Yaochi, he was specially invited into the Extreme Garden, and even the evil Taoist Zhang Tianling was rich, and directly threw out a stone into the True Garden.

Jiang Yu stayed in Fan Yuan, and he quietly watched the stones here.

These are all stone materials that have been eliminated by the stone dwelling, some of which were judged by the monks of the Realm to be almost difficult to cut out precious things a long time ago, and some of them are picked out from some of the broken pieces of famous stones, and no one will touch them for many years.

"Old man, do you know how to guess stones?" A voice came from behind him, and several young monks looked at Jiang Yu teasingly from behind, making sarcastic remarks.

Jiang Yu's injuries are still very serious, and he was almost sucked dry of his blood by the broken stone, and he is still slowly recovering. He was so weak that he had lost a lot of weight, and he stood beside the stone like skin, and it was easy to attract the attention of others. His thin body often couldn't help but tremble, not intentionally, but the sequelae of too much blood loss.

"A little bit of it. Jiang Yu said lightly, but his thin palm was still caressing the stone, as if he was touching the most precious Suixian stone in the world.

In the eyes of several monks behind him, they mistakenly thought that he was too poor, and wanted to cut the stone to find out, but they were reluctant to consume the stone, they laughed unscrupulously, pointed fingers, and bursts of mocking voices came into Jiang Yu's ears, making his eyes begin to flicker with anger.

"I said Mo Yin, don't laugh at an old man anymore, people are so pitiful, you don't let it go, I'll bet on one or two stones, this old man's stones don't exceed a catty, haha. A monk beside Mo Yin seemed to have found a laugh, and as soon as he finished speaking, he began to laugh first, attracting other monks around him who were watching the excitement to participate, guessing the number of stones on Jiang Yu's body.

"I have a lot of stones. Jiang Yu couldn't help but sigh. Even if he consumed hundreds of thousands of catties of Suishi, he still had about 7,000 catties of Suishi on his body. Because the harvest of killing the old storyteller in Langxia Valley was really too great, nearly a hundred Sumeru rings were scavenged from the monks of the foundation building period and the dragon leap period, and the monks of these two realms are the big consumers of the stone in the cultivation world, and the body needs to be constantly cast and strong, even if it is poor, the stone on the body is very considerable, otherwise it will not be able to cultivate this realm.

"I'm dying of laughter, Bai Feng. Haha, I have a lot of stones, this is the best joke I have heard in my twenty years of cultivation. Mo Yin pointed at Jiang Yu and laughed, almost slumping on the ground.

This is indeed very funny, because an old man who looks to be in his fifties, his body is too weak to work, and he has to touch even a broken stone for a long time and is reluctant to buy it with the stone and cut it, and now he says this in front of them, which is undoubtedly laughable and generous.

"I don't have too many stones, old man, do you want us to have a stone guessing competition?" Mo Yin forcibly stopped laughing. But seeing Jiang Yu's wrinkled face, his body hunched, and still holding on to a broken stone in his hand, he finally couldn't help it and laughed out loud again.

"Oh, how can you compare?" Jiang Yu's heart moved, and he began to be interested. Although these monks don't seem to be too rich, Suishi should still have some, and since they were sent to the door, he naturally didn't refuse to come.

He has stepped into the realm of attachés, and he can already see a thing or two about the stones of the Fan Garden. Even if he cut out the remaining broken stone from the famous stone, because there was no longer the interference of mysterious laws, he could vaguely investigate the secrets in it.

Mo Yin originally just said it casually, expecting Jiang Yu to refuse, but he didn't expect this strange old man to be timid at all, but instead began to ask, which made him overjoyed.

He remained silent and said with some embarrassment: "You have too many stones, if a young man of mine wins them all, I am afraid that the fellow practitioners around me will laugh." ”

Jiang Yu smiled, his snow-white teeth were particularly dazzling, and said, "Don't worry, so many people are watching, we are fair guessing stones, what is there to say." ”

"In that case, let's talk about the rules of guessing stones. Jiang Yu looked a little happy, but in the eyes of Mo Yin and several other monks, he stared at him like a fool. They know Mo Yin well, and the strange old man probably doesn't even know how to lose.

"The stone here is very 'expensive', you want to buy a stone with a pound of stone, so let's buy a stone to fight for the victory. Mo Yin deliberately pronounced the word "expensive" very seriously, not only the friends beside him, but even the other monks who watched the excitement couldn't help but laugh.

Jiang Yu was unmoved, and said a little indifferently: "How can a stone be enough, the old man has three catties of stones, and he has to cut three pieces!" He said extremely domineeringly, and waved his big hand, as if the world was in his hand, and he was arrogant.

He was a little worried that if cutting a stone was too accidental, he might lose if he couldn't say it well, so he proposed to guess the stone three times.

"This stinky old man is quite capable of pretending, stealing the limelight from Lao Tzu!" Mo Yin was a little unhappy in his heart, but there was a smile on his face.

"But it needs to be specially explained, if anyone loses, he must give all the items he cuts out to the winning side, otherwise this bet will not be interesting!" Mo Yin said lightly.

Jiang Yu nodded, Mo Yin's heart is black, then he has to let Mo Yin understand who is blacker.

He took a step forward and was about to start competing.

"Don't worry. Come on, fellow initiates pay attention, Mo Yin is going to guess the stone with this old man, and the winner is the one with the highest total value of the items cut out of the stone in the three rounds, and now you can bet on both sides. Mo Yin's companion Bai Feng stood up, and his words immediately attracted many monks to participate, and began to bet on who would win in the end.

What stunned Jiang Yu was that more than half of the monks chose to bet on his side, thinking that he could win. This made his heart move, and he originally wanted to suppress the arrogance of Mo Yin and other monks, but now it seems that this is not necessarily the case.

Many monks came to bet, and after a while, the stones behind the two began to pile up into a small mountain, and at least thousands of catties of stones were thrown out. You must know that most of these monks are poor people who don't have much follow-up stones on hand, but now most of them are involved, and it is amazing that there are so many follow-up stones.

Jiang Yu was a little surprised, he looked at this pile of stones for a long time before he began to wander in the Fan Fan Garden, he carried one hand on his back, and the other hand was touching the stones, if it wasn't for some understanding, Mo Yin and other monks almost thought that Jiang Yu was a monk who had stepped into the Sui Realm for many years.

"Huh. Mo Yin chuckled, no longer paying attention to Jiang Yu's actions, and looked down on him from the heart of Jiang Yu's eyes like a fan of wealth just now. He opened his eyes, and two tiny green lines began to glisten in them.

"Whatever you want!" exclaimed many people.

Even Jiang Yu was a little stunned, thinking that Mo Yin was just looking down on his strange old man-like image, but he didn't expect this person to step into the realm of followers. Even in the Western Regions, Suiren is a rare existence, so many monks have to be kind.

When those wavering monks saw that Mo Yin turned out to be a follower, their spirits were shocked, and a large number of followers were pressed behind him, obviously having confidence in him. And those monks who chose Jiang Yu regretted it, because the situation was already clear, unless Jiang Yu hit the big luck and cut out the precious items, Mo Yin's chances of winning were much greater.

The two of them wandered between the stones and began to choose the stones to cut.

"Bang"

Mo Yin selected a stone, threw it on the ground, and began to cut.