Wang Longxiang glanced a little at the eyes and looked at most of the treasures on the stone platforms. Without seeing anything interesting, he naturally turned his head and shook his head slightly at Qian Chen beside him and said, "This treasure meeting is just a monthly meeting, not a Chaotian Temple Fair every year, nor a big treasure meeting every ten years. There is nothing to see in these things... Only the gourd Yuanqi Spirit Pill is of some interest, it should be a treasure from the Taishang Taoist. Unfortunately, it can be seen that it is a game work by the alchemist, not a real top-grade spiritual pill."
Qian Chen smiled. With his current alchemy technique, if he was carefully refined, he should go straight to the level of Jiuyou Jindan and Jiuyi Jindan.
Even though the water in Chaotiangongfang City is dozens of times deeper than that in Wulingfang City, it still cannot hide such a large Kun. Once the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir appears, other Taoist sects may just mention it slightly, but Tushita Palace will definitely pay attention to it.
The Taishang Dan Book is their lifeblood! The leader of the sect can not have the true teachings, and he must have the primordial spirit to gain a glimpse of the true version recorded on the Taishang Yin and Yang Fan.
If the lifeline is moved, can you not jump up?
Qian Chen swept his mind and found that the hairpins, rings, beads, fans, and various weapons displayed on the stone platforms were mostly left-hand magic weapons of the Dragon, Snake, Yinsha Sword that Dao Ren refined in the past. The quality can only be considered mediocre, and the majority of them have only refined more than a dozen layers of bans. For ordinary casual cultivators, they naturally cherish the best magic weapons that regard them as their lives, but for Qian Chen, he felt sorry for him. He still searched for his list of great enemies for a long time before digging out Dao Ren Zhen in a corner.
Since his debut, he has been dealing with a treasure-giving boy of Miaokong, and even a slightly worse magic weapon can't be used.
"The cultivators today are extremely impetuous and are no longer willing to practice a magical magic that can be studied by studying the great way. They are only thinking about some methods of sacrifice and refining magic weapons, and try to sacrifice and refine a powerful magic weapon, and then protect it from generation to generation, thinking that it is the most treasure. If you want to sacrifice and refine a magic weapon, it must be hard work for several generations, and it is most in line with your own skills, and it is even several times more powerful in the hands of people of your lineage!"
"In this way, most of the combat power is above the magic weapon in your hand. How could you be willing to buy and sell it? Even if the essence of the magic weapon can no longer keep up with its cultivation, it should be kept properly and passed to your disciple."
Qian Chen nodded slightly, so it is not surprising why there are only some left-door magic weapons with rough sacrificial and refining methods here. Which one is not related to his own practice? Take the example of the previous life. The method used by Middle Earth to sacrifice and refine magic weapons is not equipment, but pets. If the equipment is eliminated, you will naturally have to buy it, but there is no saying that pets that can grow up are eliminated.
Zhen Dao Ren and others may also buy one or two magic weapons here, but Qian Chen, who can pick and choose at the top trading grounds of the heavens and all worlds at any time, will not be very fond of these.
The land of reincarnation is full of everything, except that it is too expensive, and has no other disadvantages.
Qian Chen originally had the idea of ​​picking up a bargain. After all, Middle Earth is one of the heavens. He has countless powerful people who have emerged in the earthly world. Now that he has seen the quality of the treasures here, he sighed slightly and no longer received any hope.
Someone next to him heard the words of Wang Long Elephant. Because there were magic weapons on the stone platform, he was dissatisfied. When he turned around, he wanted to see who was so angry. Looking at Wang Long Elephant's graceful appearance and his "outstanding" look, he immediately kicked in his heart - Isn't this Wang Long Elephant with twenty-eight characters in China?
I've been disturbed, I've been disturbed! Your Royal Family's direct history is right!
Qian Chen nodded slightly to respond, and was looked down upon by some people. Wang Longxiang could say this because the Wang family has half of the world and countless treasures in the family. There are dozens of shops in this Chaotian Palace, and most of the magic weapons can be sold here every day. Why should you dare to respond with the character of the Breaking Iron Sword, which is worth only a hundred stakes?
"Brother Wang's vision is still high!"
Qian Chen pointed at several stone platforms and said, "Then, then...there are still a few things to see. This spring water orchid bowl should be the essence of Gui water. With so much weight, it should be the hard work of Jiedan Zhenren who practiced the water movement technique to refine a porcelain bowl. It is enough to sacrifice and refine a good magic weapon! It is said that it is the sacrifice material that the treasure master originally prepared for his magic weapon, but because he did not make up for his hand, he gave it up..."
When a tall and thin monk next to him heard this, his eyes flashed with a light, he smiled faintly, and he was restrainedly twisting his long beard.
There was a faint subtle feeling in my heart and I thought to myself: "This person has some knowledge, but the essence of the yukui water was refined by me for more than 80 years. Why did he reduce it to me with just one mouth?"
"There is also the water-blue pearl, which should be the inner elixir of a water-based monster overseas. After a long time, the outer evil spirit elixir shell has become like this. I don't know who sacrificed it into a water-based bead, which can increase the power of a water-based spell..." Qian Chen joked: "It's just that this water-based bead is average, and it's better to sacrifice it than nothing. It's better to use steaming and cooking to force out the Dan Yuan and serve as a medicine for the external elixir. Although the Dan Dan Pills can only be the next third grade, it's an opportunity!"
Hearing this, the faces of several senior Dharma-Educating Tools around him changed, but before they could bid, they saw a monk dressed as a rich family member hurriedly walking up the stone platform and bowed to the old man Jiedan who presided over the treasure meeting and said, "I'm sorry, senior. I won't buy this water-gathering droplet!"
Someone below said anxiously: "It's outrageous! How can I take back the things on the stage?"
The old man frowned slightly, looked at him, nodded and said, "The treasure is originally a place for you to communicate. Even if you regret it, it will not violate the principles of this yard. If you want to get the treasure back, this yard has no reason to stop it!"
After saying that, he reached out and closed the ban on the stone platform.
The fat monk took back his or her jewel, and heard the old man's order: "I have received his invitation... Since there is no treasure, I don't have to stay for a long time!"
The casual cultivator looked bitter, but when he looked at the bead in his arms, he smiled happily, and immediately bowed to all sides, said apologies, and was invited out. After watching this scene, everyone knew in their hearts that this was the organizer of the treasure club showing his attitude. Due to the rules, it was okay for the treasure club to withdraw the treasure, but since he did not give him face, he would not want to be welcomed by the treasure club again.
Everyone looked at Qian Chen again, waiting for him to leak a few more. But they were worried that others would hear it, and they would be free of cheapness to pick up. They were both happy and worried, and they just wished that only they could hear what Qian Chen said.
The next few items Qian Chen commented were either the materials needed by the Dan Cultivator to sacrifice and refine the top-grade magic weapons. At this level, it would be too difficult to buy a suitable magic weapon. On the contrary, the material trading market is quite prosperous, and it is also the essence of Gui Water. In your hand, you can sacrifice and refine a ten thousand-water silk handkerchief to trap the enemy, and facilitate the preparation of the powerful but slow spell. In my hand, you can also sacrifice and refine it into ice marrow liquid to increase my ice genus spell.
Or it is the treasure of the monks - the cultural and cultural relics in the world of cultivation.
"This inkstone was well-fed. Although the former owner had a weak cultivation level, his literary talent was excellent and he had already developed a cultural fortune! If it were not for his original source and he would have paid back his life, he would have already become a stunning figure, showing a strange phenomenon, and becoming a dragon." Qian Chen pointed to an inconspicuous inkstone. In the inkstone, a long beard in the beard, which could be seen with the naked eye, and the old carp was spitting away and running away with strength and breathlessness.
This treasure couldn't even be on the stone platform, but was just placed on a table at will, but Qian Chen pointed it out.
Behind the table, Mo Bao's owner was slightly embarrassed. He was dressed as a scholar. His cultivation was just now, so he had the lowest cultivation among everyone present.
On the stone platform above, the old man who presided over the treasure meeting sighed slightly and said, "Mr. Hanhai is indeed very knowledgeable. I often say poems he wrote to me... Alas! Wenyuan, although you have good qualifications, you do not have the character of your father!"
The scribe lowered his head in shame and dared not answer.
He grabbed the inkstone on the desk and was about to run. Wang Longxiang saw his hurry and asked some of the ink in the inkstone to splash out. He couldn't help but frown slightly, and stepped forward to stop him and said, "Uncle Jia loves calligraphy very much. Are you willing to give up your ink treasure?"
The scholar said, "This treasure is treasured by my father...it cannot be sold cheaply!"
His ears were red and he couldn't raise his head, but he still said firmly.
Wang Long Elephant pulled out a stack of three mountain talismans from his sleeve, about fifty. He glanced at the cuttlefish in the pond, and the old carp stared at the scene calmly. A clear wisdom appeared in his dim eyes. Wang Long Elephant sighed and stopped counting, and handed it all to the man. The scholar took the many talismans and looked up in surprise. Wang Long Elephant turned his head and said lightly: "It's worth so much!"
The scholar hurriedly took the talisman and stuffed the inkstone to the Wang Long Elephant.
Someone around him whispered: "Even if it is a dragon-turned treasure, it is not worth so much. Wang Longxiang must have looked at Mr. Hanhai's moral articles, so he accepted this treasure at a high price... It's a pity, a tiger father, a dog son!"
The middle-aged scholar had already run out of the stone chamber, but he couldn't help but turn back and said, "Moral articles, no matter how good moral articles are, can they be immortal? Everyone praises my father's character throughout his life, but he still can't be an official? The Lumi, who is a knife and pen official every day, cannot even support himself, let alone provide me with practice!"
"Above the temple, there are high-ranking families and wealth. In the court and the country, monks are called honorary!"
He blushed with excitement and said, "What's the use of such a noble character? It's better to practice... Everyone looks down on me today. I'm just waiting for you on the elixir!"
When everyone heard this, they were really angry and funny, but they still turned their attention to Wang Longxiang. Others could be jokes, but what would happen if the words that criticize the family and ridicule the aristocratic family fell into the ears of the Wang family, the largest aristocratic family, today? As long as Wang Longxiang frowned, someone would follow him secretly and take his life to please the Wang family. But Wang Longxiang was just calm and even showed the demeanor of a high-ranking family.
Qian Chen could feel that Wang Longxiang was not pretending to behave, but that only in this way, people thought that he valued face, so that no one would be smart and kill someone to please the Wang family.
Similarly, everyone says that Wang Longxiang values ​​the knowledge and character of the former owner of the inkstone, Mr. Hanhai, but Qian Chen has a feeling that the reason why Wang Longxiang bought the inkstone was not that Mr. Hanhai, but that he heard that the ink carp did not care about its origin in his later years to extend its life. What touched him was the calm and calm gaze of the old carp!
Wang Longxiang carried the inkstone and did not put it in Qiankun bag. Instead, he found a cushion and sat down, and placed the inkstone in his hand on the table.
He took out a piece of ink anchor from his sleeve and grind it carefully in the inkstone.
A small inkstone was grinded ink by Wang Longxiang, but it was like a mouthful of ink-colored ocean, causing endless wind and rain. His true energy was integrated into the ink and nourishing the ink treasures. The old carp raised his head slightly, and was still calm and calm, slowly passing through the stormy waves of the ink sea, just like the old master who did whatever he wanted without breaking the rules.
"Your heart is not calm enough!" Qian Chen said.
Wang Longxiang looked up in surprise, Qian Chen was also a little surprised. How many great calligraphers have been produced by the Wang family? But now it seems that Wang Longxiang doesn't know anything about it. He grinded his grinding look and his wrists are as capable as holding a sword. Is it grinding ink or sharpening a sword?
Qian Chen took Mo Ding, sat upright in front of the table, pressed his fingers on Mo Ding, pushed hard and pushed lightly, walked far and near, kept his spirit inside, and contained ink energy outside.
The ink of the ink of the literary aura permeated and evolved into a calm sea of ​​ink. Lotus bloomed on the sea of ​​ink, carrying a bright light.
"The sea of ​​ink is fragrant, and the literary spirit is like a lotus! It shines with wisdom!" The host on the stage's eyes lit up and he said in a secret fear.
Sima Yue, who was sitting in a tower not far away, also stared at the scene and sneered in his heart: "Live cultivator? If this is a casual cultivator, I will swallow the sea of ​​ink! Such literary attainments cannot be done by a noble family... Which aristocratic family is this person from? I am an outstanding figure in the Great Jin Dynasty, and I don't know? Could it be from the north..."
After this farce, gradually the moon was in the middle of the sky on the river outside the cave, and the moon was scattered, and the sky and the earth were covered with silver. At this time, a group of silverfish came chasing the moon and circling on the river outside the cave. Wherever they went, the river flowed smoothly, like a mirror.
The old man attacked Yu Qing in front of him and said, "The moon is in the sky, and the silver flowing fish appears. It is the time when the treasure meeting officially begins. Please see this first treasure!"
The old man gently slapped his high-high, and a bead appeared on the stone platform in front of him. A faint Zen sound echoed from the black wooden beads, carrying an indescribable fragrance. This fragrance was not smelled, but was born in the heart. It was mysterious and inexplicable, making people clear their minds, and all their worries and doubts were relieved. Everyone was shocked, knowing that this was a treasure, but Qian Chen could not laugh or cry...
Chapter completed!