Appraiser Dai Chuang looked at Ye Xiangyang and said, "Young man, you go first in selecting treasures this time. Let's each have a go first, so that we can be fair and just and avoid being accused of bullying others."
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly: "Appraiser, are you sure you want me to go first?"
Dai Chuang looked at Ye Xiangyang's eyes, and his heart was filled with anger. What kind of eyes? There was a teasing look in his eyes. Do you think you can always be lucky? Do you think you can be ahead all the way? What a joke. I have been in the treasure appraisal business for tens of thousands of years. Is this just to make a living
He waved his hand: "Sure, go ahead."
Ye Xiangyang was walking in front of the treasure rack. The rack was made of star steel and was carved with large formations made by masters. You could see the treasures on the rack, but you would never be allowed to touch the treasures.
If you stretch out your hand, you will be blocked by the formation. Yunsongxuan Treasure Gambling Hall is a business directly managed by the Lord of Guangzhou, and belongs to the same organization as the auction hall.
So far, no one has ever been seen who dares to cause trouble here.
Ye Xiangyang walked around the huge hall three times and looked around three times with his clear eyes.
It’s not that these treasures are hard to see through, but there are so many treasures that it is very difficult to see what others have not seen and to make money from them.
After all, the treasure gambling house is experienced and they have already seen the value of each item.
There is one treasure that he cannot see through, and that is a piece of wood, a piece of wood that has experienced countless years of vicissitudes. From the dust on the wood, it can be seen that it is difficult to verify the years that this piece of wood has experienced.
The wood was carved into a small mountain pen holder. It is said to be carved, but in fact, the wood was originally in this shape and only slightly processed.
The reason why this piece of wood cannot be seen through is first of all because of its wood type. He has never seen this kind of wood in the Xuanwu Dan Jing, Xuanwu Treasure Map, or any of the books in Fengyun City.
What exactly is wood? I don't know.
Another thing is that there is a very powerful energy contained in the wood, but this energy is not the energy manifested by divine power. It seems to be a bit vague. If I didn't have the clear eyes, I would not be interested in this piece of wood.
What's more, his unhindered eyes couldn't actually penetrate into the wood, which meant that he was like an ordinary person with mortal eyes and could only see the surface of the wood. It wasn't that the wood was covered with some kind of formation, but that the wood itself had the function of blocking his sight.
Ye Xiangyang was a little unsure, so he called out to the Xuan Weapon Spirit to see what material this piece of wood was made of.
The Xuan Weapon Spirit looked at the piece of wood that looked ancient and weathered, but he didn't understand it. Back then, he was just a divine beast that followed his master. The Xuan Weapon Spirit used all kinds of methods of his own, but failed to experiment out the characteristics of the wood.
The spirit of the weapon also felt incredible. What could be so mysterious
People looked at Ye Xiangyang standing in front of the mid-grade divine treasure, staring at a wooden pen holder, and they all laughed. The pen holder had been there for who knows how many years, and no one sold it.
A pen holder like that would cost hundreds of thousands of divine crystals. Is that a joke
Everyone knows that the pen holder is very heavy. Even if it is the size of an ordinary pen holder, its weight can reach hundreds of thousands of pounds. An ordinary table cannot bear its weight.
Everyone knows that it is a treasure, but the problem is that apart from its weight, it has no other function.
No one would be generous enough to spend so much money to buy a useless thing, and divine crystals are not easy to earn.
"Hehehe, could it be that he has taken a fancy to this pen holder that no one has cared about for tens of thousands of years?"
"I told you he's not very good at appraising treasures, but you still don't believe me. What's the use of a pen holder? It's useless except that it's heavy."
"I heard that a pen holder can be broken no matter how it is cut by a knife, chopped by an axe, burned by fire or struck by lightning. It must be a treasure, but it has been verified by countless people and there is no way to use it."
"Could it be that he has seen the mystery?"
"I think it's mysterious, otherwise he wouldn't have walked around in there three times."
"Is he really interested in the pen holder?"
Just when people were wondering, Ye Xiangyang pointed at the pen holder and said, "I'll just sell this treasure."
Huh—the museum owner let out a long breath, his heart bursting with joy: "Hahaha, I never thought that I could finally sell this unfortunate thing. No one has been interested in it for tens of thousands of years, and this guy actually wants it. It's really great."
A service staff opened the formation, took out the pen holder and handed it to Ye Xiangyang.
Dai Chuang laughed loudly: "Boy, you bought something that no one wants. Don't even think about making money from it. You can even lose money without anyone buying it."
He felt very happy in his heart, as he finally understood that his victory the first time was simply luck.
He chose a sword, which was a mid-grade divine sword. Although it was mid-grade, it was a sword with thunder attributes. There was a purple gem on the sword, which was the Thunder Pearl. The formation of the Thunder Pearl was a little dim. He once again reopened the formation, and the sword went from a mid-grade divine sword to the peak of a mid-grade divine sword.
The sword was shining with purple light, bright and dazzling, its edge was gleaming, and lightning flashed on the sword.
Too many people were stunned. The sword had just entered the middle grade of the divine rank, and under the means of the treasure appraiser, it reached the peak of the middle grade of the divine rank. The value of the treasure increased by one million divine crystals.
Even the museum owner stood up. He could not have imagined that after countless people had looked at the sword, no one had seen the secret inside it. "Congratulations, treasure appraiser. Congratulations, treasure appraiser. You have finally recognized this treasure with your discerning eyes."
Dai Chuang was very happy. He upgraded a treasure from the initial mid-grade divine level to the peak mid-grade divine level. The increase in value was incredible. I must be the winner of the second competition.
"Boy, what do you think of this game?" Dai Chuang asked.
Ye Xiangyang said calmly: "You won this game."
"Appraiser, let's not decide who's the winner. Let's discuss this. I'll use the Life Fruit to exchange for your Divine Turtle Longevity Cauldron, and I'll increase your vitality by ten thousand years."
Dai Chuang heard this. His Divine Turtle Longevity Cauldron was a treasure of the top mid-grade divine class, and its value was of course very high. However, the value of the Life Fruit was almost equal to that of his Divine Turtle Longevity Cauldron. If he had taken the Life Fruit, he could also increase his lifespan by ten thousand years, which was also very cost-effective.
He laughed: "Okay, I agree to your request."
After coming out of Yunsongxuan, they were swept away by Xianyu Yunyong and directly returned to the Marshal's Mansion.
What a joke, the news that Ye Xiangyang got Ming Dixin has spread among the upper class in Greater Guangzhou. With so many true gods watching, even if they dare not kill people in the street, it would be very troublesome to stop them.
After returning to the Marshal's Mansion, Ye Xiangyang found a place to meditate.
When the wooden pen holder entered the Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron, some connection suddenly seemed to be established between the cauldron and the wood.
The spirit of the weapon, Xuanwu, opened his eyes wide. He felt incredible. The Nine-horned Xuanwu Cauldron was the treasure of the main god Xuanwu. In the battle that year, the four sacred beasts resisted the eight main gods of the Demon Continent.
In the end, they were all seriously injured and on the verge of destruction.
The main gods of the Four Divine Beasts Continent and the eight main gods of the Demon Continent disappeared at the same time.
Could it be that this piece of wood has something to do with its owner
The Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron and the pen holder are entangled with each other, and their auras are condensed with each other. The spirit of the Black Tortoise can feel the aura of the Lord God gradually spreading. This is something that his master once used.
It was such a surprise, I didn't even know my owner had used such a pen holder.
Ye Xiangyang felt an image appearing in his mind. It was a Xuanwu with a graceful state. His stature was not tall, but he could make people feel that he dominated the whole world.
Ye Xiangyang saw Xuanwu holding a pen and writing. Every stroke carried a magical charm that he felt. That charm seemed to transcend the rules of the Tao and the order of the gods.
This is the Lord God’s insight.
Ye Xiangyang was extremely excited. He couldn't help but be excited. He bought a pen holder that was once used by the main god Xuanwu.
This is also a coincidence. If there was no Nine-angled Black Tortoise Cauldron, if the Nine-angled Black Tortoise Cauldron was not the main god's main artifact, it would be difficult to activate the main god's thoughts on the pen holder.
The master's insights when writing are so rare.
Ye Xiangyang suppressed the excitement deep in his heart and absorbed everything from the Lord God. This opportunity only came once, and if he failed to absorb it, it would disappear.
Ye Xiangyang activated his Xuanwu bloodline and Xuanwu Divine Heavenly Art, and put everything he had into absorbing the experience of the Lord God.
When the Xuanwu bloodline is activated and the Xuanwu Divine Heavenly Art is activated, the master's thoughts are no longer illusory, but become knowable and tangible, and those thoughts take root in Ye Xiangyang's mind.
Immediately afterwards, some of the thoughts of the main god in the Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron also fell into Ye Xiangyang's mind.
Ye Xiangyang felt as if the thoughts of a raging sea wave entered his mind. His comprehension of the main god's thoughts gave him a deeper understanding of cultivation.
This is a rare opportunity, no different from being taught in person by the Lord God.
Ye Xiangyang felt that the Three Thousand Great Daos in his body were undergoing unpredictable changes. The Three Thousand Great Daos were changing from the rules of the immortal realm to the order of the divine realm.
Rainbows rose above Ye Xiangyang's head, which was a manifestation of the changes in the Shinto order.
A mysterious road appeared in front of Ye Xiangyang. It was the road leading to the pinnacle of divine cultivation. The road was still a little blurry, but the direction was there, and he could already see it.
With a direction, he would be closer to the path of the Lord God step by step. Ye Xiangyang felt that maybe he had the peace fruit, everything had changed, and things were going so smoothly that it was unbelievable.