Or, just sell the dagger to Mr. Long and stay out of it. On the island, you can also use Mr. Long to better rescue Tang Huanxi.
Or, insist on letting Mr. Long reveal the true origin of the dagger, but doing so will inevitably cause a huge sensation on the island and push himself to the forefront. It will be difficult to better rescue Tang Huanxi in the dark.
"Mr. Long, please tell me the value of this dagger. This bet concerns me, Bu Liu, and the Bu family's reputation. You can only convince me that I will lose." Bu Liu insisted.
"Well, please do as you please, Mr. Long, I don't mind."
Lu Fan turned to look at Wanzi behind him: "What do you think?"
"It doesn't matter to me either." Wanzi said without any expression on his face.
"Oh well."
Mr. Long exhaled softly, glanced at the dagger in Lu Fan's hand, and then said loudly;
"Everyone, this short sword is actually related to the origin and inheritance of Taoism in China. I have seen it in an ancient book. This sword is the property of Zhang Ling Taozu, the founder of Cardigan in Longhu Mountain. This Dao Ling is not only the dragon and tiger
The founder of the mountain and one of the Taoist ancestors of Maoshan."
"Actually, many of you should have seen this sword appear in some murals on the island that record the origin of our inheritance, and in some ancient books."
"Although it has been through the ages, I don't know how this sword has been preserved to this day. The shape and appearance have changed."
"But its own form and the momentum within the sword will not change in any way."
When Lu Fan heard this, he turned to look at Wanzi in shock.
Damn it, this short sword that looks like scrap metal is actually the sword that Taoist Zhang Ling used to carry with him?
He thought it was something Taoist used to suppress evil spirits.
But how could something like this fall into Wanzi's hands and be used to cover her instant noodles?
Isn't this difference too big?
Lu Fan realized why Mr. Long asked himself so carefully whether to disclose the origin of this sword.
He suddenly felt that he was in the middle of a tiger's mouth.
I started to regret it.
"However, I am not sure now whether it is genuine or whether it was copied by later generations."
Mr. Long suddenly changed the topic: "But whether it is real or not, or imitated by later generations, the imitators must be Taoist ancestors. Even the things they imitated are not ordinary.
Treasures are beyond comparison."
"It not only imitates the form, but also imitates the gods and the potential."
"If a god imitates a god, it is also a divine weapon!"
"This value can't be compared to just a few sword moves?"
"Moreover, I even have reason to suspect that this sword is inextricably linked to the origin of my fairy island in the South China Sea."
"Not to mention its lethality, just the meaning and value of its existence cannot be replaced by other treasures."
"This may be what those on the top of the mountain have been looking for."
"So, do you think these sword techniques of yours can be compared with such divine objects?"
Mr. Long's words were like bells in the morning and drums in the evening, beating in the ears of so many people.
The monk in the hall suddenly thought of what he started to say.
The reason why he paid such a high price to get this thing was not for himself, but for some other people.
And these people turned out to be the ones who always lived on the top of the mountain.
