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Chapter 721 Semi-finished Wenbao

After getting the wooden rabbit pendant, Feng Shaoyang felt at ease and became more confident.

"Have both parties chosen something?!" the stall owner asked again, with a slight hint.

Zhou Hu immediately raised his head, "Are you ready to admit defeat?"

Feng Shaoyang raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Tell the people over there to wait and look up at my majestic figure."

Neither side is convinced by the other.

Seeing that both sides were ready, the stall owner didn't say much and reached out to take the items prepared by both parties.

There was a Xun in Dali Country, at most the size of a fist, with a mediocre appearance, not exquisite, but not shabby either, just very ordinary. The stall owner found that the Xun's face did not change at all.

But when he saw that what Feng Shaoyang took out was a wooden rabbit, the stall owner's movements visibly stagnated and his eyes flickered.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Shaoyang noticed this scene and asked.

The stall owner immediately returned to normal, then smiled and said: "Oh, it's okay."

However, when he looked at Feng Shaoyang's eyes again, they seemed to have suddenly become much deeper. Naturally, this scene did not escape Su Pingan's attention.

"Sure enough, the stall owner knows very well that those objects are cultural treasures. Feng Shaoyang picked the cultural treasures twice in a row. I'm afraid it has attracted the attention of the boss."

Su Pingan remained calm and continued reading.

After the boss took Wenbao, he followed the same process. He first soaked the two items in a special water basin, picked them up quickly after three breaths, wiped them dry with cotton cloth, and then handed them to Feng Shaoyang and Zhou Hu.

"You two should verify it yourself."

As soon as the boss finished speaking, Feng Shaoyang and Zhou Hu couldn't wait to take away their things.

"Look quickly, is this Xun a cultural treasure?"

"It should be so. After all, it was Senior Brother Xuanyuan Qi who chose this."

"I think it should be!"

Zhou Hu also had high expectations for this xun, because Xuanyuan Qi had seen this thing several times before and felt that it looked more like a cultural treasure, and Xuanyuan Qi was the leader of the younger generation in Canaan College, so he

I am also more confident in Xuanyuan Qi.

However, after Zhou Hu took the xun and activated his sense of literary energy, he frowned instantly, "This..."

"What's wrong...isn't it?"

Seeing his reaction, the people at Canaan College behind him immediately became nervous, and even Xuanyuan Qi frowned calmly.

Zhou Hu looked very strange. He tried for a long time but couldn't say a complete sentence. After everyone urged him several times, he finally managed to say, "This thing is very weird. How about you give it a try."

"Weird? Let me try..."

Soon, another student from Canaan College took the xun, poured it into it with Wen Qi and tried it. As a result, his expression suddenly became weird, "How...how could this happen?"

Two people in a row reacted like this, which made the others more and more curious.

At this time, Xuanyuan Qi was no longer calm. He reached out his hand and said, "Bring it here, let me take a look."

The Xun quickly reached Xuanyuan Qi's hands. The latter took the Xun and quickly filled it with a trace of Wenqi, but soon a trace of hesitation appeared on his handsome face, "This Xun can accept Wenqi, but Wenqi

But it can only stay on the surface and cannot penetrate the whole body. What's going on?"

Hearing Xuanyuan Qi's words, everyone around him was confused, "What, the literary spirit can only be retained on the surface of Xun?"

The people watching around were confused when they heard these words. Some people said: "Then is this considered a cultural treasure?"

Seeing that everyone was doubtful and caused a lot of commotion, the stall owner smiled and explained: "Don't worry, you guys, this thing is quite special, and it is a rare example. The special thing about it is

The reason is that it can be called a cultural treasure, but it cannot be called a cultural treasure. Strictly speaking, it can only be regarded as a semi-finished product."

"Semi-finished product?"

"That's right, Wen Bao is a Wen Bao after Wen Xiu has used it for many years, or carried it with him, and it has been contaminated with enough Wen Qi, and it has become a Wen Bao over time. It has psychic properties, and it is Wen Wang Wen Bao; the soul touches the avenue, and the spiritual wisdom opens up.

It is a sacred vessel.

However, there are many things around Wenxiu that, although not used by Wenxiu, can still be contaminated by Wenxiu's style, such as Wenxiu's pen washers, paperweights, pen holders and other objects. These things are rarely used by Wenxiu, but they also indirectly contribute to Wenxiu's influence.

The works of Xiu Xiu can also become cultural treasures.

There are also some objects, such as stools made by Wenxiu and cups that have been used. These things that will not be noticed also have the opportunity to be contaminated by Wenxiu, but because they are less contaminated, or they do not spend enough time around Wenxiu

, so it can only be slightly contaminated, so it becomes a semi-finished product..."

The stall owner explained to everyone the origin of the 'semi-finished' cultural treasure, and everyone suddenly realized it. Then the stall owner continued: "Of course, it is not easy to form this kind of cultural treasure, because it is contaminated with so much literary spirit.

It will become a cultural treasure, less contaminated, and soon the cultural energy will disappear, and it will become an ordinary object again, and it can become a semi-finished product. This can only be said that its material should be relatively special, and it is one of the rare things that can retain cultural energy, so

Even if this item is not considered a cultural treasure, its value is higher than ordinary items."

"So, Senior Brother Xuanyuan is not wrong, it is actually a cultural treasure?" The people from Dali Kingdom were busy asking again.

To them, it doesn't matter what this thing is, what matters is whether it is a cultural treasure or not.

If it counts, it means that Dali Country has picked two pieces, so their chances of winning are even greater.

Hearing this, the people from Daxuan Kingdom also looked at the stall owner nervously. They did not expect that Dali Kingdom would be so lucky, and they actually picked such a specious thing. This made Feng Shaoyang suddenly feel nervous.

Under the nervous gazes of both parties, the stall owner shook his head and said with a smile: "Sorry, although this thing is considered half a cultural treasure, its value is not among the ten cultural treasures."

"Ah, no?"

"it's a pity."

"But it's nothing. It's good to have half a piece. Plus the previous one, we can be considered to have picked one and a half pieces, which is enough to defeat the people of Daxuan Kingdom."

"That's right, I don't believe they can be more powerful than us and pick out the second cultural treasure!"

The people in Dali Country were also very optimistic, and they immediately regained their confidence.

For them, it doesn't matter whether the xun is a cultural treasure. What matters is whether they can win this competition. As long as they can win, it doesn't matter whether the xun is a cultural treasure.

"Oops, now we're in trouble."

Seeing this scene, Wen Liang and Long Cheng already felt that something was wrong.

The two of them didn't think that Feng Shaoyang was so lucky that he could really choose to win a cultural treasure. After all, the chance was too small.

Feng Shaoyang was pounding in his heart. He was holding the wooden rabbit in his hand. Then he glanced at Su Pingan and found that the latter had a smile on his lips and nodded to him. Although Su Pingan didn't say anything, Feng Shaoyang suddenly felt very excited.

Certainly.

"I don't believe in my luck, but I believe in troublemaking Sue!"

A trace of determination flashed in Feng Shaoyang's eyes, and then he turned his literary energy and instilled it into the wooden rabbit in his hand.

Uh-huh...

A green light flashed, and everyone's attention was quickly drawn to Feng Shaoyang's hand, and an incredible scene appeared.

I saw the originally lifeless wooden rabbit, which looked a bit rough in workmanship, but was cute and cute. After being infused with literary energy, it seemed to have been injected with life. With a flick of its legs, in full view of everyone,

It miraculously... came to life!


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