I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

A group of idiots who don't know how to adapt to the wind, learn the ability to adapt to the wind quite quickly.

Chen Xuanjing shook his head.

The atmosphere on the field was already immersed to the extreme at this time, and even the wind and grass outside and the comings and goings of people could not move everyone in the park at this time.

Some cultivators who just came in and were ready to try their luck to see if they could find treasures came to the gate of the park.

It can be seen that after seeing the scene in the park, everyone was dumbfounded, thinking that someone was playing tricks in Tianling Stone Workshop.

They all turned around and ran away.

It is able to make so many practitioners stand still and stare dumbfounded in an instant.

It shows that the ghost makers are powerful, and it is not like they, little monks, can deal with them.

The guards and stewards at the door had wry smiles on their faces, but they were helpless.

After all, the guests in Tianling Stone Workshop are all in this state, which is indeed suspicious.

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"The last thing, first of all, is the strange object of tree roots chosen by Young Master Long."

The old Taoist looked at the tree roots in front of him, pondered for a while, and then started from the front of the annual rings.

"Clang clang..."

As the hand raised and lowered the knife, as soon as it touched, the sound of bells jingling rang in this dragon head-shaped tree root.

It was crisp and clear to the ears, making people dizzy after hearing it, and some monks who were not very strong even felt a little dizzy all over.

"Aura Shield!"

The old Taoist looked dignified, raised his hand and swiped, setting up an aura barrier in front of him.

Sometimes this kind of thing often happens when opening ancient mines and wonders.

Some ancient mines and wonders contain magic weapons and panacea from ancient times or even ancient times.

The power derived from the long years erupted at the moment of opening.

Not so good.

"The bell rings in the stone, could it be that this strange object contains an ancient treasure?"

"An ancient treasure, the value is astonishing, but I don't know if the opening inside is complete or not."

"Even if it is a god-level ancient treasure, it can almost catch up with today's heaven-level magic treasure in terms of certain functions."

"However, I don't think it's possible. The competition between the two of them has produced too many good things today. It's impossible to keep so many treasures in the first floor of Tianling Stone Workshop."

Shocked expressions appeared on everyone's faces again.

In ancient times and ancient times, the six worlds of heaven and earth were not divided, and when the innate aura was sufficient, it could be said to be the prosperous age of the practice world.

Just dig a piece of iron ore or a stone lump on the side of the road, and simply polish it to be as strong as today's ordinary magic weapon.

Not to mention that there are many immortals and Taoist inheritances, and there are even countless veins of heavenly spiritual materials!

It takes a lot of opportunity and time to find a piece of heaven-level material like now.

Therefore, the magic weapon refined in that era had the most aura, and its power was stronger than the current magic weapon of the same level.

The materials are also first-class, and some defective accessories are not added to increase the size of the magic weapon.

If there is really another ancient treasure out of Young Master Long's strange tree root.

It is estimated that the park stewards in charge of ordinary areas will be scolded by the senior management of Jubao Pavilion.

"Hum..."

Young Master Long glanced at Yang Ming, and the excitement in his eyes burst out uncontrollably.

A little sweat broke out on Chen Xuanjing's forehead again, while listening to the people from the six realms on the field.

He also understood the value and preciousness of ancient treasures.

If Young Master Long, the white-headed assan, came out with a treasure, it would be troublesome later.

The last piece of ancient mine is indeed the key of the key!

But when he saw Yang Ming's calm expression in Gujing, Chen Xuanjing suddenly felt relieved.

Yang Ming, who is in the spotlight of everyone, can be so calm, how could he doubt Yang Ming's vision?

It must be the same as Young Master Long, taking the last piece of ancient mine as the finale.

"Shuala..."

"The roots of the dragon-shaped tree were cut off one after another, leaving a piece of tree root in the shape of a dragon's head."

Then the wooden blocks flew again, and as the wooden blocks fell, the sound of bells continued.

Some people with low cultivation base moved a little away from the center of the park and stood watching from a distance.

Only monks whose cultivation base is at least in the state of integration can use spiritual power to seal the six senses so that they will not be affected by the sound of the bell.

And because of the continuous consumption of spiritual power, the old man's face became paler and paler.

One minute passed, and the tree root, which was the size of a millstone, became only the size of a square box.

Finally, when he was about to see what was contained in it, the old Taoist let out a long breath.

With a single stroke of the knife, a crack appeared on the box, and a tiny red dragon emerged from it.

"Ow!"

Accompanied by the deep dragon chant, everyone whose cultivation level was below the immortals trembled,

Red Dragon also took this opportunity to prepare to fly outside.

However, he had been on guard for a long time, how could the old way who had arranged aura around him make it fly like this.

With a bang, the Red Dragon was held tightly in his hand.

"Buzz!"

"A real dragon? How could it be so small?"

Seeing that the red dragon in his hand gradually dissipated into a trace of aura, the old man shook his head.

"Golden light suddenly appears, and the spirit of the weapon is pregnant. Could it be a magic weapon of heaven?"

"No, it should be a heaven-ranked ancient treasure! If it is true, then the value will be great. The sum of all the treasures just now can't compare to the heaven-ranked ancient treasure."

Quickly laying down a sealing circle on the table, the old man said with a breath of air.

It can be seen that he has been working for so many years, and he can't calm down like an ordinary monk when he sees such a treasure.

"applaud!"

Some monks from the Six Realms cheered.

Some mortal monks were also silent.

Yang Ming was speechless, but he laughed twice in his heart. It was a mule or a horse, and he would know if he took it out for a walk.

"One, two, three, the colorful light is shining, it really is a magic weapon in the shape of a bell..."

Everyone watched, and the old Taoist of Jubao Pavilion was also very happy to open the last layer of wood veneer.

"Om..."

A phantom of a bell the size of a water tank soared into the sky, carrying an astonishing aura.

The veteran of Jubao Pavilion had already taken precautions, and the surrounding aura barriers naturally blocked the phantom.

Soon the phantom was recovered.

However, when everyone watched intently, they were all disappointed and shook their heads.

Contrary to what they imagined, apart from the stump of tree roots just now, there was only a fragment engraved with a red dragon pattern on the table.

"It's only a fragment the size of a thumbnail. The sound of the bell and the phantom just now may be the image caused by the remaining aura."

"Now that the shell outside the bell fragment is opened, there is only one fragment left."

"Perhaps it can only be used as a magic weapon material to add. The spiritual energy has been lost, and the Dao Yun does not exist. The actual effect is not as good as ordinary magic weapons."

Everyone shook their heads and sighed. If it was a complete ancient treasure, its value would be astonishingly incomparable. Even cultivators who stepped into the immortal way would be tempted.

And a fragment of a magic weapon, even if it can waste time to recondense the material of the magic weapon.

But it was nothing to the people present, the broken magic weapon the size of a fingernail could at most be refined into a needle.

You have to find a refiner who is willing to help you refine it.

Compared with the value of the thunder-weave divine iron just now, it is not only worth a little less, it is even worth thousands of top-quality spirit stones.

It is indeed a big gain, but it is too far away from winning.

"Quack quack..."

When the people in the Six Realms were silent, Chen Xuanjing laughed very comfortably and let out a duck call.

After laughing, seeing Huang Xin and others' increasingly ugly faces, he turned around and said something very straightforward.

"Look at what people are doing and the sky is watching. Sometimes you will be punished if you are too arrogant."

"Then I would like to thank everyone for this pile of treasures. It just so happens that our two brothers are dying of poverty."

"Now with your fearless support and help, we can go ahead and do some shopping."

Hearing these voices, the eyes of the people in the Six Realms looking at Chen Xuanjing almost burst into flames.

Countless.

He never expected that Young Master Long's last sword that should have produced a shocking treasure turned out to be only quick shards.

My heart hurts to death.

This also means.

That pile of treasure spirit stones that should have belonged to them was just given away for nothing.

This time it was a big loss.

Not only did he lose face in front of the monks in the world, he also lost his belongings.

How can they, who are cultivators of the Six Realms with a long history, be willing to do so?

But there are many monks in Tianling Stone Workshop as bystanders, and there are elders from Jubao Pavilion.

Those cultivators who had made a bet could only grit their teeth secretly, talking through sound transmissions, discussing how to resolve this matter.

"Unexpectedly, the seal of this dragon-shaped tree root is so powerful that even my clan's divine eyes can't see that there is a problem."

"Damn it, it's so hateful! The old fellows of Jubao Pavilion really didn't put any valuable ancient mines on this first floor."

After seeing everyone's reactions and the bell fragments, Young Master Long's eyes were extremely gloomy.

I thought that something good would come out of the most peculiar dragon-shaped tree root, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

Simply disappointed.

Wanzai Kongqing and the log heart of the light system, plus this fragment of the ancient treasure of heaven.

The value can only be said to be comparable to the fetish item opened by the other party.

Unless there is nothing empty among the ancient ores that Yang Ming unearths next.

Or to put out some garbage.

Otherwise, he will lose this match.

But the odds are probably not too high.

Unlike First Young Master Long's gradually gloomy expression, Yang Ming nodded and smiled.

If the next ancient mine cannot be opened, it doesn't matter what is brewed in it.

"The result of consuming mental power for a short moment is indeed correct. The Purple Lotus Kungfu is indeed created by the memory of the body's ninth life, and it is no worse than the peerless magic skill of practicing the ten laws."

Seeing Chen Xuanjing's triumphant smile, Yang Ming just nodded.

By coincidence, the pockets of the two can be said to be richer from this point on.

And the people in the Six Realms have suffered a big loss, and with their character, they will never let it go.

After leaving Jubao Pavilion, you have to be careful.

After all, there are so many ancient paintings and so many rare materials, none of them are ordinary.

There are many monks who are desperate for profit.

"That's right, it's finally the final stage of the written test. After staying in Lingshifang for so long, I'm almost bored."

"Please also ask the old man to cut open the last piece of ancient mine! This is also the result of this comparison."

Yang Ming calmly bowed his hands to the old Taoist of Jubao Pavilion who was in charge of cutting stones.

The veteran of Jubao Pavilion nodded, and as soon as he spoke politely, the knife in his hand began to emit aura.

The third piece of ancient ore Yang Ming chose was an ice-blue ore full of cracks.

"Wait, do you dare to compete with me again, I will use the fairy marrow in my hand to compete with you."

"As long as the value of the spiritual item you unearth from the third ancient mine is about the same as my fairy marrow, I will give it to you together with the lottery I mentioned earlier."

"If the value of the opened spiritual object is not comparable to the fairy marrow in my hand, you will lose."

Young Master Long showed unwillingness on his face, he patted the white cloth on his head, and an extra piece of jade shaped like agate appeared in his hand.

"Immortal Marrow? It's another spiritual object comparable to Wanzai Kongqing. For most practitioners, it's even more precious than Wanzai Kongqing."

"Master Long's net worth is really extraordinary!"

"It's an eye-opener, an eye-opener, I really don't know which big family in the Six Realms is a direct descendant who can have such an astonishingly rich wealth."

Practitioners of all realms.

Except for a few well-read and well-informed people, everyone else showed doubts, as if they had never heard of Xiansui.

And behind the practitioners of the Six Realms who can enter the human world are the support of big families and great sects.

Naturally know what kind of spiritual thing the fairy marrow is.

But anyone who knows how much this thing is worth can't help but have red eyes.

Like Wanzai Kongqing, it is also extremely precious to practitioners in the realm of true immortals.

Scattered here and there, the treasures that Young Master Long brought out and his extraordinary magical powers.

Let the people in the Six Realms know how amazing the identity and worth of Young Master Long are.

It is estimated that none of the people present can compare with Young Master Long's identity.

Like jade veins and spirit stone veins, there is a chance to generate treasures such as crystals and mother of jade.

Immortal marrow is a spiritual thing that can only be born in the mine veins that produce immortal stones.

You must know that the aura of heaven and earth absorbed by the powerhouse of the immortal way is different from that of ordinary practitioners.

Apart from comprehending the laws, what they usually cultivate is a higher level of immortal energy than the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

If there is no fairy spirit vein or a blessed land with enough fairy energy.

It is very slow to rely on immortals to extract the aura in the world and transform it into immortal energy.

If there is a fist-sized fairy marrow put into the spirit vein, it is enough to create a small fairy spirit vein.

It can withstand the small Dongtian Fu used by the immortals in the small sect to practice.

Although the fairy marrow in Young Master Long's hand is small in size.

But the immortal energy and energy contained in this small piece of immortal marrow would cost at least tens of thousands of immortal stones.

That's why people say that the value of this thing is not less than Wanzai Kongqing.

"Xian Sui, good stuff!"

Yang Ming glanced at it and exclaimed in admiration, but he was wondering which of the six realms Young Master Long came from?

With so many treasures on his body, he is not afraid of being snatched by some masters, or he is too confident in the power behind him.

"Tens of thousands of fairy stones?"

Chen Xuanjing, who originally planned to run away with Yang Ming after taking the things, licked his tongue.

Listening to everyone's discussion, I only felt that my throat was a little dry, and my heart was a little moved when I heard the words.

But he quickly abandoned this tempting idea.

Although the treasure in front of him is good, he must be able to get it in his hands.