"Oh? Then I dare to ask Mr. Ye, what is this?"
Zhang Wenzai asked again.
Ye Qingyun did not speak, but stood up from the pure gold Taishi chair and walked to the treasure.
Then he circled around it.
Everyone was looking at him.
I don't know what Ye Qingyun is doing.
"Well, if I read it correctly, this thing should be called a fan."
fan?
Everyone was confused.
What is a fan?
Never heard of it at all.
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
Could this guy be talking nonsense?
Anyway, no one knows what this thing is. He just made it up at random, and no one knows whether what he said is true or false.
"I dare to ask Mr. Ye, what is a fan?"
Zhang Wenzai asked with a frown.
Ye Qingyun really didn't know how to answer for a while.
How do you explain to these guys what a fan is?
In fact, Ye Qingyun was also speechless.
Damn, who would have thought that the treasure presented so grandly would actually be a fan?
The first time Ye Qingyun saw this thing, he was stunned.
Because it looks like a fan.
And it's still an old-fashioned fan, very simple and unpretentious.
It was difficult for Ye Qingyun not to recognize him.
But the problem is.
This is a world of cultivation.
Why is there a fan?
It would be fine if this was in Fuyun Mountain. I am in the system
Under torture, he invented many strange things in ten years.
But this fan is obviously not produced by Fuyunshan.
Moreover, Ye Qingyun went around the fan and didn't see any wires, only a circular gap at the back.
It seems to be used to put something in it.
This made Ye Qingyun a little suspicious. Isn't this fan still a battery-operated one?
But this gap is obviously not used for batteries.
It is very possible that something like spiritual stones were put in and activated by spiritual energy.
Faced with Zhang Wenzai's inquiry, Ye Qingyun could only bite the bullet and give an explanation.
"Well, the fan is a very ancient treasure. Its function is so wonderful that it cannot be described in words."
Everyone "???"
If you say it, it's the same as if you didn't say it.
"Haha, Master Ye, are you teasing me?"
Zhao Ding, the lord of the Mohist Shengong City, couldn't help but sneer.
There was a hint of sarcasm in his words.
Zhao Ding stood up and walked to the fan.
"As a member of the Mo family, I have never seen this thing before. How do you know that this thing is called a fan?"
"Since Mr. Ye knows that this thing is called a fan, why can't he explain it?"
Zhao Ding's words also won the approval of many people present.
Many people looked at Ye Qingyun with some suspicion and disbelief.
When Mu Yangzi saw this, he felt a little worried.
I was afraid that Ye Qingyun would be angry because of everyone's doubts.
Ye Qingyun was not angry at all.
He seemed very calm.
He glanced at Zhao Ding and then at the other people present.
I thought to myself that if I don’t show you my skills today, I really don’t take me, Mr. Ye, seriously.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingyun took a deep breath.
The posture of an expert can be grasped instantly.
In place!
"A frog at the bottom of a well, with little knowledge, dares to speak so brazenly here!"
Ye Qingyun directly shouted at Zhao Ding.
Chapter completed!