"Every exchange meeting has two ways. The first one is that you can put the items you bring and set a price yourself. If someone likes it, you can trade directly. Of course, the organizer wants
A portion of the taxes will be taken out.”
"The second way is to conduct an open competition. If you think your object is a treasure, then you hand it over to the organizer. After lunch, the auction will be held on site. You will understand the details after the opening in the afternoon.
."
"Most of these exchange meetings are organized by Tibetan friends with good reputations in the circle. Before each exchange meeting begins, the organizer will notify some familiar people in the circle. Sometimes there are more people, and sometimes there are only a dozen or so.
That's it, there are more people here today, maybe because there are a few bright weapons, and most people are here for the bright weapons." While Liu Lan was talking, the three of them had already arrived at the market on Diba Road.
on the market.
"You can go shopping by yourselves. If you find any items you like, you can bargain directly. However, when making transactions, you must go to the restaurant below. You can draw up a contract there and pay cash or swipe a card." After saying that, Liu Lan walked over.
Outside the crowd, it seemed that he met an acquaintance.
"Sister, come here!" As soon as Chu Bai saw Liu Lan leaving, he immediately pulled Chen Pingping towards a stall not far away, because when he just scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, he unexpectedly discovered a magic spell.
device.
In the eyes of cultivators, magical artifacts are the kind of marvelous objects that naturally possess the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Of course, some magical artifacts are also acquired. For example, most of the magical artifacts unearthed in tombs are miraculous objects.
The evil spirit has eroded for too long, and the entire vessel has turned into a spiritual object that can be absorbed and practiced by cultivators.
'Magic weapon' and 'magic weapon' are two completely different concepts. A magic weapon can be in any form, it can be a stone, a bowl or a plate, or even a piece of wood, a sword, etc.
They can all be called magic weapons.
Of course, the prerequisite is that this magic weapon must have spiritual energy that can be used by cultivators to practice.
The magic weapon is a weapon of a cultivator, a treasure used to attack or protect oneself. At the same time, the magic weapon is not formed naturally, but is refined by the cultivator.
In Chu Bai's understanding, there are two levels of weapons for cultivators. The first level is magic weapon, which is actually the collective name for magic weapons, while the second level is called spiritual treasure.
Magical weapons and spiritual treasures are divided into five levels, which are commonly known as first-class magical weapons or first-class spiritual treasures, etc.
The fourth grade is the lowest grade, the first grade is the highest grade, and of course, there is a fifth grade, which is also called special grade or top grade.
The reason why Chu Bai is particularly sensitive to magic weapons is because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the outside world is too thin. If there is no magic weapon or spiritual object to provide spiritual power to supplement it, it will be as difficult as stepping on the sky if he wants to advance to the next level and build a foundation.
Also, the spiritual power contained in each magic weapon is different. For example, most of the unearthed magic weapons are feminine spiritual objects, and the ores unearthed from volcanoes are of fire property, etc.
After Chu Bai arrived at the scene, when he scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, he saw a magic weapon, a small bronze cauldron containing hot spiritual power.
That's right, this small tripod should be an incense burner used for worshiping Buddha. When you get closer, you can smell a hint of the fragrance of burning incense.
The small cauldron is not big, only twenty centimeters high and only a dozen centimeters wide. However, when the fire-attribute spiritual power on this incense burner is perceived with spiritual consciousness, it feels extremely hot.
Chu Bai practices the Five Elements Refining Technique, and is particularly sensitive to the attributes of the Five Elements. Perhaps other monks, after obtaining this incense burner, only rely on the spiritual power naturally emitted by the incense burner to absorb and practice, but Chu Bai does not need it, he only
You need to run the Five Elements Refining Technique to extract the spiritual power.
This is unmatched by any monk.
"Hey, sister-in-law, what a coincidence." Just when Chu Bai and Chen Pingping squatted down and before they had time to pick up the incense burner, a strange voice sounded behind them.
When Chen Pingping heard this voice, he was startled, and then his face turned pale, and his body couldn't help shaking.
Chu Bai turned around and stood up, looking at the person coming from behind.
He is a young man in his twenties, not tall, with a few freckles on his face, small eyes, his body is as thin as a telephone pole, and his face is a little sallow.
At first glance, this person looks like the kind of person who is addicted to drugs, or a man and woman who falls in love with a tuberculosis ghost whose body has been emptied out.
At the same time, he was followed by a burly bodyguard wearing a suit and black sunglasses.
When the young man noticed that Chu Bai was looking over, he looked at Chu Bai strangely from top to bottom. However, when he found that Chu Bai's clothes were not famous brands and he had a smell of earth, he laughed again.
He stood up, glanced at Chen Pingping with a very light and disdainful look, and then looked at Chen Pingping and said: "Sister-in-law, your taste has become heavy. I have been looking for you for more than ten days, but I didn't expect to meet you here!"
"What did you say? Get out!" Chen Pingping was so angry that she was shaking with anger. She could just call her sister-in-law. She had indeed been a young man's sister-in-law, but it was too hurtful to talk about it. What is a change of taste?
Is it serious? You have been looking for me for more than ten days? Who do you think she is, Chen Pingping?
"No, don't be angry, sister-in-law." The young man immediately apologized and lowered his voice, saying: "My family has a bad impression of you. That is their business. No matter what you say, you are still my cousin-in-law, right? I
My cousin can't stand your 'sucking', but I can, I'm not afraid of death, I'm not afraid of you being defeated, you don't even know that it's you I've been dreaming about every day in the past two years abroad!"
"You." Chen Pingping almost fainted from anger at the young man's words. His cousin couldn't stand her sucking. Why? This former brother-in-law Nangong Feihe was too obscene and shameless.
There was a "pop" sound, just when Chen Pingping couldn't help shaking and trembling, Chu Bai suddenly raised his sword eyebrows and fanned it down with a slap, hitting half of Nangong Feihe's face, and then Nangong Feihe
He flew up in the air and crashed to the ground, with blood foaming from his mouth and his eyes starting to turn white.
Although Nangong Feihe lowered his voice just now and whispered in Chen Pingping's ear, Chu Bai still heard it. At the same time, he never expected that there would be such a mean person in this world.
Although his slap did not kill Nangong Feihe immediately, he still used a trace of secret energy to channel a trace of true energy into Nangong Feihe's heart. Within half a month, Nangong Feihe would definitely die!
Chu Bai does not allow anyone to hurt Chen Pingping, no one can. Anyone who bullies her or hurts her must die. There is no reason!
"Looking for death!" The bodyguard behind him never expected that the young man in front of him would actually hit their young master, so he watched helplessly as Nangong Feihe spat out blood, rolled his eyes and drew circles on the ground, and immediately turned towards Chu Bai
Come rushing.
"You're looking for death!" Suddenly, Zhang Dong, who was wearing a peaked cap, appeared in a flash. Without even using Chu Bai's orders, he punched the bodyguard and then struggled with each other.
"Damn it, what's wrong? Who dares to hit Brother Dong? Don't you know it's me, Mr. Huang Si, who is behind this whole situation? Brothers, fuck this guy, do that idiot!" Huang Si ran away with a group of hooligans from a distance.
He came over and at the same time took out the iron rod from his arms and rushed towards the bodyguard whom he called a fool.
"Chu Bai, he. He." Chen Pingping's body was still shaking at this time, half angry and half frightened by Chu Bai's sudden attack.
Chu Bai got into trouble again. Nangong Feihe, the cousin of her husband Nangong Feilong who was killed by her back then, went abroad to study three years ago. Unexpectedly, he has returned to the country now and met him here.
The most important thing is that Chu Bai hit him, and it seemed like his teeth were all over the floor.
"It's okay, don't worry." Chu Bai had a sullen face, squeezed Chen Pingping's hand, then knelt down again, picked up the incense burner, and pretended to admire it out of curiosity.
Of course, at this time, he had already begun to use the Five Elements Refining Technique, and the huge fire-attribute spiritual power on the incense burner was like a flood that broke a bank, flowing toward his Dantian along his seven meridians and eight meridians.
At the same time, Nangong Feihe's bodyguard had been beaten to a pulp by more than a dozen gangsters. He lay on the ground holding his head and groaning. Several talkers from the organizer also ran over.
"Xiaosi, what's going on?" One of them, an old man in his fifties and wearing a Tang suit, asked with an unkind expression.
"Third Uncle, let me introduce you." Huang Si waved his hand carelessly, and did not immediately answer his Third Uncle's words. Instead, he pulled Zhang Dong and introduced: "Third Uncle, this is Brother Dong, my Master Zeng.
My brother-in-law is also my Dongge!"
"Master Zeng?" His third uncle was stunned, and then he was shocked. In an instant, he remembered the man named Zeng Yanwang in the legend of the Northwest. People on the road also respectfully called him Master Zeng.
"It turns out to be Brother Dong. I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time. I am Huang Qishan." Huang Qishan was also a well-rounded person. He immediately stretched out his hands and shook hands with Zhang Dong.
Zhang Dong sneered, pointed at Nangong Feihe and his bodyguard who had been helped up by the staff in the distance and said: "These two bastards are teasing my sister, Boss Huang, do you think they should be beaten?"
"We should fight, we should fight, but we didn't do it properly. It was our mistake to let such gangsters sneak in." Huang Qishan apologized repeatedly.
"It's none of your business. I am one person and two people. I won't involve others for such trivial matters." Zhang Dong waved his hand proudly.
"Brother Dong, you have great integrity." Huang Qishan gave a thumbs up, patted his chest and said, "Leave this matter to me. I will toast to Brother Dong at lunch later!"
"Okay, you're done." Zhang Dong clasped his fists at Huang Qishan, turned around and walked towards the crowd.
However, at this moment, another organizer suddenly whispered to Huang Qishan: "Old Huang, your nephew is in big trouble!"
Huang Qishan's expression changed and he said in a deep voice: "What's wrong?"
"The one who was beaten just now was Nangong Feihe, the third grandson of Nangong Wuji!"
"What?" Huang Qishan was stunned and almost fell to the ground. The words "Nangong Wuji" were really louder than a thunderbolt from the blue! "Every exchange meeting has two methods. The first one is that you can
Put out the items you bring and set a price yourself. If someone likes it, you can trade it directly. Of course, the organizer will take a portion of the tax."
"The second way is to conduct an open competition. If you think your object is a treasure, then you hand it over to the organizer. After lunch, the auction will be held on site. You will understand the details after the opening in the afternoon.
."
"Most of these exchange meetings are organized by Tibetan friends with good reputations in the circle. Before each exchange meeting begins, the organizer will notify some familiar people in the circle. Sometimes there are more people, and sometimes there are only a dozen or so.
That's it, there are more people here today, maybe because there are a few bright weapons, and most people are here for the bright weapons." While Liu Lan was talking, the three of them had already arrived at the market on Diba Road.
on the market.
"You can go shopping by yourselves. If you find any items you like, you can bargain directly. However, when making transactions, you must go to the restaurant below. You can draw up a contract there and pay cash or swipe a card." After saying that, Liu Lan walked over.
Outside the crowd, it seemed that he met an acquaintance.
"Sister, come here!" As soon as Chu Bai saw Liu Lan leaving, he immediately pulled Chen Pingping towards a stall not far away, because when he just scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, he unexpectedly discovered a magic spell.
device.
In the eyes of cultivators, magical artifacts are the kind of marvelous objects that naturally possess the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Of course, some magical artifacts are also acquired. For example, most of the magical artifacts unearthed in tombs are miraculous objects.
The evil spirit has eroded for too long, and the entire vessel has turned into a spiritual object that can be absorbed and practiced by cultivators.
'Magic weapon' and 'magic weapon' are two completely different concepts. A magic weapon can be in any form, it can be a stone, a bowl or a plate, or even a piece of wood, a sword, etc.
They can all be called magic weapons.
Of course, the prerequisite is that this magic weapon must have spiritual energy that can be used by cultivators to practice.
The magic weapon is a weapon of a cultivator, a treasure used to attack or protect oneself. At the same time, the magic weapon is not formed naturally, but is refined by the cultivator.
In Chu Bai's understanding, there are two levels of weapons for cultivators. The first level is magic weapon, which is actually the collective name for magic weapons, while the second level is called spiritual treasure.
Magical weapons and spiritual treasures are divided into five levels, which are commonly known as first-class magical weapons or first-class spiritual treasures, etc.
The fourth grade is the lowest grade, the first grade is the highest grade, and of course, there is a fifth grade, which is also called special grade or top grade.
The reason why Chu Bai is particularly sensitive to magic weapons is because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the outside world is too thin. If there is no magic weapon or spiritual object to provide spiritual power to supplement it, it will be as difficult as stepping on the sky if he wants to advance to the next level and build a foundation.
Also, the spiritual power contained in each magic weapon is different. For example, most of the unearthed magic weapons are feminine spiritual objects, and the ores unearthed from volcanoes are of fire property, etc.
After Chu Bai arrived at the scene, when he scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, he saw a magic weapon, a small bronze cauldron containing hot spiritual power.
That's right, this small tripod should be an incense burner used for worshiping Buddha. When you get closer, you can smell a hint of the fragrance of burning incense.
The small cauldron is not big, only twenty centimeters high and only a dozen centimeters wide. However, when the fire-attribute spiritual power on this incense burner is perceived with spiritual consciousness, it feels extremely hot.
Chu Bai practices the Five Elements Refining Technique, and is particularly sensitive to the attributes of the Five Elements. Perhaps other monks, after obtaining this incense burner, only rely on the spiritual power naturally emitted by the incense burner to absorb and practice, but Chu Bai does not need it, he only
You need to run the Five Elements Refining Technique to extract the spiritual power.
This is unmatched by any monk.
"Hey, sister-in-law, what a coincidence." Just when Chu Bai and Chen Pingping squatted down and before they had time to pick up the incense burner, a strange voice sounded behind them.
When Chen Pingping heard this voice, he was startled, and then his face turned pale, and his body couldn't help shaking.
Chu Bai turned around and stood up, looking at the person coming from behind.
He is a young man in his twenties, not tall, with a few freckles on his face, small eyes, his body is as thin as a telephone pole, and his face is a little sallow.
At first glance, this person looks like the kind of person who is addicted to drugs, or a man and woman who falls in love with a tuberculosis ghost whose body has been emptied out.
At the same time, he was followed by a burly bodyguard wearing a suit and black sunglasses.
When the young man noticed that Chu Bai was looking over, he looked at Chu Bai strangely from top to bottom. However, when he found that Chu Bai's clothes were not famous brands and he had a smell of earth, he laughed again.
He stood up, glanced at Chen Pingping with a very light and disdainful look, and then looked at Chen Pingping and said: "Sister-in-law, your taste has become heavy. I have been looking for you for more than ten days, but I didn't expect to meet you here!"
"What did you say? Get out!" Chen Pingping was so angry that she was shaking with anger. She could just call her sister-in-law. She had indeed been a young man's sister-in-law, but it was too hurtful to talk about it. What is a change of taste?
Is it serious? You have been looking for me for more than ten days? Who do you think she is, Chen Pingping?
"No, don't be angry, sister-in-law." The young man immediately apologized and lowered his voice, saying: "My family has a bad impression of you. That is their business. No matter what you say, you are still my cousin-in-law, right? I
My cousin can't stand your 'sucking', but I can, I'm not afraid of death, I'm not afraid of you being defeated, you don't even know that it's you I've been dreaming about every day in the past two years abroad!"
"You." Chen Pingping almost fainted from anger at the young man's words. His cousin couldn't stand her sucking. Why? This former brother-in-law Nangong Feihe was too obscene and shameless.
There was a "pop" sound, just when Chen Pingping couldn't help shaking and trembling, Chu Bai suddenly raised his sword eyebrows and fanned it down with a slap, hitting half of Nangong Feihe's face, and then Nangong Feihe
He flew up in the air and crashed to the ground, with blood foaming from his mouth and his eyes starting to turn white.
Although Nangong Feihe lowered his voice just now and whispered in Chen Pingping's ear, Chu Bai still heard it. At the same time, he never expected that there would be such a mean person in this world.
Although his slap did not kill Nangong Feihe immediately, he still used a trace of secret energy to channel a trace of true energy into Nangong Feihe's heart. Within half a month, Nangong Feihe would definitely die!
Chu Bai does not allow anyone to hurt Chen Pingping, no one can. Anyone who bullies her or hurts her must die. There is no reason!
"Looking for death!" The bodyguard behind him never expected that the young man in front of him would actually hit their young master, so he watched helplessly as Nangong Feihe spat out blood, rolled his eyes and drew circles on the ground, and immediately turned towards Chu Bai
Come rushing.
"You're looking for death!" Suddenly, Zhang Dong, who was wearing a peaked cap, appeared in a flash. Without even using Chu Bai's orders, he punched the bodyguard and then struggled with each other.
"Damn it, what's wrong? Who dares to hit Brother Dong? Don't you know it's me, Mr. Huang Si, who is behind this whole situation? Brothers, fuck this guy, do that idiot!" Huang Si ran away with a group of hooligans from a distance.
He came over and at the same time took out the iron rod from his arms and rushed towards the bodyguard whom he called a fool.
"Chu Bai, he. He." Chen Pingping's body was still shaking at this time, half angry and half frightened by Chu Bai's sudden attack.
Chu Bai got into trouble again. Nangong Feihe, the cousin of her husband Nangong Feilong who was killed by her back then, went abroad to study three years ago. Unexpectedly, he has returned to the country now and met him here.
The most important thing is that Chu Bai hit him, and it seemed like his teeth were all over the floor.
"It's okay, don't worry." Chu Bai had a sullen face, squeezed Chen Pingping's hand, then knelt down again, picked up the incense burner, and pretended to admire it out of curiosity.
Of course, at this time, he had already begun to use the Five Elements Refining Technique, and the huge fire-attribute spiritual power on the incense burner was like a flood that broke a bank, flowing toward his Dantian along his seven meridians and eight meridians.
At the same time, Nangong Feihe's bodyguard had been beaten to a pulp by more than a dozen gangsters. He lay on the ground holding his head and groaning. Several talkers from the organizer also ran over.
"Xiaosi, what's going on?" One of them, an old man in his fifties and wearing a Tang suit, asked with an unkind expression.
"Third Uncle, let me introduce you." Huang Si waved his hand carelessly, and did not immediately answer his Third Uncle's words. Instead, he pulled Zhang Dong and introduced: "Third Uncle, this is Brother Dong, my Master Zeng.
My brother-in-law is also my Dongge!"
"Master Zeng?" His third uncle was stunned, and then he was shocked. In an instant, he remembered the man named Zeng Yanwang in the legend of the Northwest. People on the road also respectfully called him Master Zeng.
"It turns out to be Brother Dong. I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time. I am Huang Qishan." Huang Qishan was also a well-rounded person. He immediately stretched out his hands and shook hands with Zhang Dong.
Zhang Dong sneered, pointed at Nangong Feihe and his bodyguard who had been helped up by the staff in the distance and said: "These two bastards are teasing my sister, Boss Huang, do you think they should be beaten?"
"We should fight, we should fight, but we didn't do it properly. It was our mistake to let such gangsters sneak in." Huang Qishan apologized repeatedly.
"It's none of your business. I am one person and two people. I won't involve others for such trivial matters." Zhang Dong waved his hand proudly.
"Brother Dong, you have great integrity." Huang Qishan gave a thumbs up, patted his chest and said, "Leave this matter to me. I will toast to Brother Dong at lunch later!"
"Okay, you're done." Zhang Dong clasped his fists at Huang Qishan, turned around and walked towards the crowd.
However, at this moment, another organizer suddenly whispered to Huang Qishan: "Old Huang, your nephew is in big trouble!"
Huang Qishan's expression changed and he said in a deep voice: "What's wrong?"
"The one who was beaten just now was Nangong Feihe, the third grandson of Nangong Wuji!"
"What?" Huang Qishan froze and almost fell to the ground. The words "Nangong Wuji" were louder than a thunderbolt from the blue!