"Oh, tell me." Su Tie turned his head and looked at Zhu Changxing, and a trace of hope flashed in his heart.
He just guessed that as the largest clan in western Yunnan and even in southern central province, the news channel of the Zhu family must be far beyond that of ordinary families. As the head of the Zhu family, Zhu Changxing is also a powerful man in the innate realm, and knows some other martial artists.
What I don't know is really reasonable.
It seems that his guess is indeed reasonable.
Zhu Changxing smiled and nodded, then looked at Cyti and replied with a smile: "I have never heard of the Qingyang stone you mentioned, but according to what you just described, I saw similar jade in the early years.
Pass."
"Tell me specifically." Cyti said hurriedly.
"That's right, I saw that piece of jade, I had seen it at an underground auction in western Yunnan a few years ago. It was similar to what you described. When the jade appeared, it immediately shone brightly and had a fragrance of four.
Yi, it was amazing to everyone." Zhu Changxing replied.
He said with a wry smile: "But as far as I know, this thing has been taken away by a wealthy man in Xiangjiang. If you want it, you may have to go to Xiangjiang."
"I thought I remembered what Changxing said. The auction at that time should have been held by our family. The jade was finally sold by a Feng Shui master in Xiangjiang." Just as Zhu Changxing said, he just said that
Luo, the short old man hurriedly took over the conversation.
"That's easy. I have some contact with the wealthy people in Xiangjiang. I can ask them to help buy it back." The old man in Tang suit said loudly.
The short old man smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Things may not be that easy to deal with. At that time, the Feng Shui master from Xiangjiang went to western Yunnan for the sake of the Qingyang stone. After finally getting it, how could he be willing to sell it?"
"I offer five times the price, but I don't believe that he doesn't sell it. If it really doesn't work, I offer ten times the price." The old man in Tang suit snorted coldly.
"Haha, ten times, that Qingyang stone was sold for 53 million yuan, and the price of ten times is 500 million yuan." The short old man said coldly.
The old man in Tang suit looked dissatisfied and chuckled: "The 500 million is only 500 million. As long as he is willing to sell it, I will go to Xiangjiang in person."
In his opinion, as long as you can win the favor of Master Su and get the other party’s guidance, spending hundreds of millions of dollars is not a big problem.
After all, for those of the martial arts, money is ultimately something outside of the body. As long as it can improve its cultivation level, not to mention hundreds of millions, even billions are not a problem.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly looked at the short old man and asked anxiously: "Old Yang, tell me what is the name of that Xiangjiang Fengshui master? Where does he live? I'll go find him now."
"I don't care about your hundreds of millions at all. Even if you go, I won't pay attention to you." The short old man said impatiently.
"I've already taken a fancy to the things. Do you think they are important if he wants to sell them?" The old man in Tang suit snorted coldly, and then he suddenly pested the dragon head crutch in his hand to the ground.
Only a loud noise was heard, and traces immediately appeared on the bluestone ground, and the dragon-headed crutches were directly embedded in the ground.
Seeing this scene, all the onlookers showed a look of playfulness on their faces.
For the martial arts world, it is really normal to buy and sell forcibly. It is extremely polite to be willing to give you money. If you don’t accept it, you will only suffer even more heavy losses.
The short old man just laughed awkwardly and said, "Old Zhao, with your ability, I advise you not to have such thoughts, otherwise you will definitely have no bones."
"Why, I'm threatening me, I'm not scared by Zhao. I don't believe him as a Feng Shui master, and he dares to challenge me?" The short old man said very dissatisfied.
"That's right, how capable he is, at most he has to deal with the political circles of Xiangjiang. As long as the movement is not too big, there will be no problem at all." The other bald old man smiled and echoed.
As he said, he turned his head to look at the short old man and said in a deep voice: "Old Zhao, it really doesn't work. I'll accompany you to Xiangjiang."
"Old Zhao, since I am doing my business for Grandmaster Su, I will sacrifice my life and go with you." Soon, the hunchbacked old man hiding behind the warriors walked forward and said.
Just kidding, how could they miss such an excellent opportunity to please Cycads?
The most important thing is that this matter is not only free of money, but also does not have much risk. They only need to go to Xiangjiang to settle it easily, which is simply no longer cost-effective.
But seeing this scene, the short old man's face was even more mocking. He glanced at the warriors and said to himself: "Just because of you, don't go to Xiangjiang to die."
"What do you mean? What do we mean to die?" Hearing the short old man's words, the old man in Tang costume was immediately furious.
Zhu Changxing seemed to have thought of something. He frowned slightly and asked curiously: "Brother Jin Yuan, how can he ask the Feng Shui master who is the sacred place?"
"His name is Lingxuzi." The short old man replied calmly.
But as soon as he said this, the originally noisy hall fell into a dead silence. The old man who had just shouted that he was going to Xiangjiang was even more silent.
It was not until a moment later that the hunchbacked old man asked in a low voice: "Brother Jin Yuan, is the Lingxuzi you mentioned the Lingxuzi, who is known as the Xiangjiang God's Purposer?"
"Yes, it's this person." The short old man replied sneered.
As he said, he turned his head to look at the old man in Tang suit and said lightly: "Old Zhao, I have told you the name now. You want to go to Xiangjiang to ask him for Qingyang Stone, but I won't stop you."
"I...this..." The short old man looked embarrassed, and his old face turned red for a long time.
Ling Xuzi, who was a master of Tianshidao, is one of the few Taoist masters in the world today. He is good at talismans and spells, and his strength is unfathomable.
According to rumors, this person's cultivation has long reached the level of a master in the martial arts world. With these warriors of the innate realm, even if they all go together, they may not even be able to hurt a single hair.
After a moment of saliva, Zhu Changxing quickly turned his head to look at Su Tie and smiled: "Master Su, although there is no hope in Xiangjiang, there may not be no other way. As far as I know, there is more than one Qingyang stone.
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As he said, he quickly turned his head to look at the short old man and smiled, "Brother Jin Yuan, if your family has the Qingyang stone in your collection, take it out."
"If I had one, I would have dedicated it to Grandmaster Su long ago. At that time, the Qingyang stone was also sold by the customer in our house." The short old man explained anxiously.
"What customer, shouldn't he be another Feng Shui master?" Zhu Changxing asked curiously.
The short old man hesitated a little, and only after a while, he replied in a low voice: "It's... it's the Duan family, Duan Yangming consigned."