It's still a bit magical. The shopkeeper has a very sharp eye, and he can immediately see how extraordinary this hand bone is. It is certainly not something magical that can be described, but in his own profession, the peach in the sky has to be reduced to a rotten fruit on the ground. If you can, you can cheat, and if you can, you can bluff. , buy low and sell high to make money.
If it weren't for the fact that the other party claimed to be the treasure of the clan and had some confidence in his words, and Wanbao Pavilion was the only merchant that could pawn similar items, he wouldn't even have said that it was a bit magical.
The weak scholar's eyes widened and his voice became louder: It's more than a bit magical. This hand bone was obtained by my ancestors from an immortal's tomb. Without being refined, it has the power of a treasure weapon. Those who trigger it will die instantly. It can also drive away evil spirits and resist curses.
He had a certain judgment on the value of the hand bones. The shopkeeper thought to himself, looked at the scholar up and down, and said thoughtfully: How much property do you want to pawn
The weak scholar gritted his teeth and said: It is worth at least five low-grade weapons.
The shopkeeper of the Five Low-Grade Weapons looked shocked and surprised. You are so frustrated that you have gone crazy and want to pawn the Five Low-Grade Weapons.
Shocked by his momentum and reaction, the frail scholar stepped back slightly, showing a bit of weakness: Shopkeeper, how much do you think you can pawn
The shopkeeper took the hand bone with a shimmering white light in the darkness, turned it over and inspected it, and finally said with a sincere face: It is the main material for refining a treasure weapon. Only scholars like you who have never seen the world can use it as a treasure. No matter how hard I feel, I can't let my boss suffer. At most, five top-quality weapons can be exchanged for money and housing, which is enough for you to become a rich man.
The weak scholar's face suddenly turned red. He raised his right hand and pointed tremblingly at the shopkeeper: You, you are bullying others too much.
He snatched the black hand bone. After turning around and leaving, the shopkeeper shouted several times from behind, but to no avail, he pondered for a moment and turned to call a waiter. He lowered his voice and said: Go invite the two guests and ask them to do this and this
Wanbao Pavilion is a good treasure and weapons shop in the world. It has branches in many cities and counties. The supply of goods is complex and diverse. It is rumored that it is inextricably related to Tieyi Tower. Each branch is guarded by guest officials.
On the street. The frail scholar held the blackened hand bones in his hands and walked among the people with an angry look on his face, trying to go to another shop.
Suddenly, he was hit by someone. He almost fell down, and when he was about to scold him, the man slipped into the crowd, as slippery as a loach, and quickly disappeared.
Rush to reincarnate! The weak scholar cursed, rubbed his injured arm, and continued to move forward.
After a while, when he came to Anjin Tower. When he reached for his waist, he suddenly froze and his face turned blue and white. Immediately he shouted angrily:
catch a thief
With a cry in his voice, he hurriedly looked back, but there was no trace of the thief anywhere.
Not far away, another guest looked at him coldly and nodded slightly. There was nothing wrong with this person.
Inside Wanbao Pavilion. The shopkeeper played with the pitch-black hand bones, feeling cold in his hands. Without any warmth from the mortal world, it feels like falling into an ice cave. An ice cave without any life.
A nice treasure. He held the pitch-black hand bone, walked up the stairs, arrived at the third floor, and knocked on the door of a certain room.
This is the master treasure appraiser sent by the headquarters. His vision is far better than his own. He should be able to accurately judge the value of this dark hand bone.
Come in. An old voice came from it.
The shopkeeper pushed open the wooden door, stepped in cautiously, and said respectfully: Mr. Dong, I have received a treasure, but I am not sure. Please take a look.
Mr. Dong was an old man with an orange-peel face, sparse white hair and almost baldness. He raised his eyes and looked at the dark hand bone in the shopkeeper's hand. He let out a light sigh and took the initiative to greet it. He picked it up and inspected it repeatedly.
After a long time, a red light appeared on his face: These are probably the remains of the Dharma Body that were practiced in Yingui Huangquan-like exercises. They contain the horror of life and death and can be used as auxiliary materials for refining divine weapons or as the main materials for the best treasure weapons. , and the effect is definitely special, and very few people can resist it.
The shopkeeper of Dharma Body Relics narrowed his eyes and was inexplicably surprised. The hand bones were much more valuable than he thought.
He thought about it and took the initiative to report that he had not purchased it but sent someone to steal it, so as not to cause trouble in the future and no one would support him.
Mr. Dong laughed and was not surprised: "The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade. You have done well, and your boss will definitely reward you."
Our Wanbao Pavilion will have an auction in the near future, and this hand bone can be used as one of the ballast items.
Not long after, the hand bone was secretly sent to the main pavilion in a nearby city. A top treasure appraiser made the final confirmation that it was indeed the remains of the Dharmakaya.
Then, the appearance and general situation of each auction item was sent to the hands of the powerful men from the three religions and nine classes they planned to invite.
In a dark hall with billowing black mist, the surrounding walls are carved with strange-looking demons and gods. There are those with black armor and six arms, those with one eye and no mouth, those with fleshy balls and tentacles, and those with scales all over the place. At a glance, , it makes people stand on end and feel the deepest and deepest malice.
At the top of the main hall, black mist condensed and formed a lotus platform.
It is like a starless and moonless night sky, with a peaceful blackness. The lotus petals are lifelike, as if carved from black gemstones, hiding infinite vitality. There is a person sitting cross-legged on it, with his back to the palace door, wearing a dark broad robe and a headband. Wooden hairpin, misty and lofty.
Sect Master, there is news. A tall man stepped into the hall door, but his outline was blurry and diverging.
What's the news? The lotus platform rotates, and the person sitting cross-legged appears in front. His temperament is elegant and unrestrained, his eyes are slightly weathered, his facial features are handsome and profound, and he has the charm of a god and a demon. He is the magician Han Guang.
But compared to before, he was more composed, like an old monk, clear inside and outside, chanting sutras with a bright head, and a golden swastika looming between his eyebrows.
The vaguely silhouetted Demon said: Sect Master, Wanbao Pavilion invited your subordinates to participate in the auction and sent detailed information. Among them, there is an item that is very similar to the bones you obtained from the Wuchang Sect.
While he was talking, he took out a translucent stone and showed the image. The bones of his hand were dark and the flow was slightly white. The two were harmonious and represented the cycle of life and death.
Han Guang smiled slightly: Another bone from hell.
The Bone of Underworld, that demon was slightly stunned, turned out to be the remains of the legendary evil god Underworld, so its value cannot be described by any magical weapon auxiliary material or main material.
The sect leader was able to identify its true origin
Han Guang made a seal with his hands on his knees, like a Buddha or a demon. He said calmly: Huangquan's remains should have fallen into the hands of the Life and Death Wuchang Sect. Even if there are still some omissions, they are very few. The hand bones were probably leaked out deliberately by the Life and Death Wuchang Sect to catch those who knew the goods.
He paused and said. He seems to be talking to himself: Could it be that the Netherworld Emperor has discovered the truth about life and death, stepped into the Dharmakaya, and with the help of the sect’s heritage, he has the confidence to deal with me
There are several bones of hell in his hands.
The demon who reported back said nothing, knowing that the sect master was considering the problem.
After a while, Han Guang looked calm. Furui Mubo: Let’s check the origin of this hand bone and wait and see what happens.
Somewhere in a secret place, there are mountains of bones, ancient tombs, and no trace of birds. The sky is so low that it seems to be just three feet above the head, regardless of my height.
The tombs, which may be old or gloomy, seem to be chaotic and disorderly, but if you look down, you will find that they hide mysteries. The further you go in, the more deadly the atmosphere becomes, and the vegetation gradually stops growing, but when you get to the core. There is a yang at the cathode, and weeds grow thickly beside the tomb, almost as tall as half a man.
Inside the ancient tomb. In the eerie silence, a huge coffin stood quietly. It was dark and heavy, more than two feet long, and was engraved with the patterns of the underworld, with a green lantern placed at one end and one end. Mottled and old, the flames are green. As if suppressing or relieving something, the light illuminated the stone wall behind the coffin in a bleak light.
at this time. A man surrounded by the mist of the sea of blood came in from the outside, his steps were a little hasty, and he said straightforwardly: Master, there is a bone from the underworld.
Han Guang, the Bones of the Underworld, is greedy and wants to lure me into taking the bait and seize the entire remains. A deep and majestic voice came from the coffin, and there seemed to be gurgling water passing through the void.
The only remaining master of the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect released the scene he had obtained over and over again, and whispered: Master, I always feel that this hand bone is different from the others.
The cold water overflowed and covered the image of the dark hand bones. After a long time, the Netherworld Emperor said in a deep voice: There is indeed a slight difference.
Although the other hand bone has been taken away by Han Guang, it has been in the hands of Life and Death Wuchang for many years. The characteristics of the details are all known. Especially Huang Quan, as the evil god, has slightly different powers on his left and right hands, so it is naturally not difficult to distinguish.
Could it be the one we have never found, the master guessed.
According to the records of the founder, when Huang Quan's skeleton was discovered, one of his hand bones had no power and seemed fake. After repeated attempts, no miracle was found. Therefore, it was suspected that someone had found the skeleton in advance, and for some unknown reason, only one hand was taken away. Bones were replaced with similar but less powerful hand bones.
The Netherworld Emperor said slowly: "It may be a scam to appear suddenly."
Could it be that he turned a blind eye and saw that the grandmaster's expression was stiff, like a mummy, and he couldn't even frown.
The Nether Emperor's voice was hoarse: No, if it is true, he will seize it at any cost.
If it is the real hand bone that can be deliberately taken away, it must be different from other bones. Maybe it contains the biggest secret of Huangquan, the secret that can make oneself advance by leaps and bounds.
The grandmaster repeated these four words no matter the cost.
There was a hint of chill in the voice of Emperor Netherworld: My Life and Death Immanence Sect has been inherited for tens of thousands of years. Although there have been several calamities of annihilation, we have always been able to come back from the dead. How can we not have any foundation? It can even be said that our foundation is stronger than Shaolin.
If the hand bones are real, what does it mean to lose a little bit of background
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark wind blew up, and the stone wall behind the huge coffin made a rattling sound. The forbidden method was unlocked and he retreated to both sides.
The monstrous corpse energy rushed towards his face, making the grandmaster couldn't help but tremble. It seemed that there was a flying yaksha and a drought demon zombie standing in front of him.
He reluctantly looked around and saw a secret hall behind the stone wall. There were five coffins inside. They were all ancient bronze coffins and were engraved with strange inscriptions. They did not look like protection, but rather like suppression. On each coffin, there was There are also three green lamps placed, with green flames swaying, holding the lid firmly down.
Even so, the terrifying corpse energy and death intention seem to be real
The three ancient bronze coffins in the center have no tablets and are inexplicably deep. There are tombstones on both sides of the coffins, with the words "King of Corpse" and "King of Yincaofu" respectively written on them.
The Grandmaster suddenly realized that these were the corpses of the two most recent Dharmakaya Patriarchs of the Life and Death Sect.
The body of the previous Dharmakaya Patriarch had been destroyed long ago due to several disasters that destroyed his sect.
When it comes to manipulating corpses, there is no one in the world who can compare with this sect. The Earthly Immortal Relics fell into the hands of the Cao family. It is like a pearl secretly cast into the hands of the Netherworld Emperor. They all have Earthly Immortal Relics, not to mention those of us who have been looking for corpses for a long time.
Find a subordinate and ask him to take the Corpse King Patriarch to seize the hand bones of Huangquan.
This is a temptation, you can give it up
Yes, Sect Master. The man bowed.
Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of banging and saw the three green lanterns suddenly extinguished, and the bronze coffin was slowly opened with a heavy sound.
Suddenly, a palm stretched out from it. It was as full of flesh and blood as a living person, but it quickly grew a layer of long red hair.
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