Chapter 0289: Three Qing Emperor Bell

Wang Zixuan laughed evilly in his heart, he saw that there were stones in front of Zheng Youyi's feet, deliberately, those who calculated him must be punished with a small punishment.

He reached out and pulled Zheng Youyou, who rubbed his knees: "Oops, I contacted three families who like to collect antiques, and also contacted the deputy director of the National Museum, as well as papayastudio!"

"Forget about the National Museum. "There are too many people staring at that place, and the most important thing is that you can only see but not touch.

He was curious, "What is Papayastudio?"

Zheng Youyi explained: "The newly opened store is known as the largest antique furniture market in Asia, with a large warehouse of 5,000 square meters and more than 100,000 items. ”

"Not bad!" Wang Zixuan nodded in satisfaction.

Early the next morning, Wang Zixuan followed Zheng Youyi to visit the Thai giants who like to collect.

In the three consecutive days of antique appreciation, Wang Zixuan pointed out the fakes one by one, showing extraordinary appreciation ability, the owners of the three wealthy families were extremely surprised, so that Zheng Youyi, who was also impressed by him, admired him more and more.

Wang Zixuan was secretly happy in his heart, the harvest was huge, his spiritual power had been compressed seven times, but it was close to overflowing again, it can be seen to what extent it was full, he wanted to naturally impact the bottleneck, and he still needed more spiritual power.

Next stop, papayastudio.

Step into Papayastudio, the largest market for antique furniture.

From the antique smell at the entrance to the resplendent of the store, it is only a few steps away, and there are many large pieces of furniture and small crafts, which is shocking at a glance.

Wang Zixuan was overjoyed and stepped forward quickly.

He found a gilded bell, 75 centimeters in diameter and 176 centimeters high, made of brass, gilded on the outside, with a shank-shaped handle and a tongue inside.

The bell is engraved with charms, statues, scriptures, seal characters and decorated with gold, silver and jade, brilliant, can be described as "dazzling", left and right engraved "throwing fire thousands of miles, flowing bell eight chong" eight characters, the rear charm, the front is engraved with the simple four seal characters:

Sanqing Emperor Bell!

This is a super-grade magic weapon with introverted aura!

Wang Zixuan was overjoyed, he picked up the bell and shook it gently, and the pleasant sound hit his soul.

Sanqing bell is an important ritual instrument of Taoist priests, also known as emperor bell, law bell, law bell, bell book.

The upper end of the handle is called the sword, which is in the shape of the word "mountain", in order to symbolize the meaning of the three clears, and has the effect of séance and demon elimination.

The boss saw Wang Zixuan pick up the bell and shake it, and introduced with a smile: "This bell comes from ancient China, I bought it back in France three years ago, it is a beautiful antique, and the shape and workmanship are very exquisite." ”

"At first glance, it's a handicraft, and it's an antique?" Zheng Youyi said disdainfully, this bell is so beautiful, ordinary people look like a plastic fake at a glance.

"Boss, how much does this cost?" asked Wang Zixuan.

"One million baht. The boss said tentatively, waiting for Wang Zixuan to lower the price.

"Second child, pay!" Wang Zixuan tied the Sanqing Emperor Bell around his waist and said casually.

Zheng Youyi grinned and shouted, "Ah?!This broken bell costs a million?!"

"Uh, 300,000!" The boss also felt that he was a lion, who would have thought that he would ask for a price, but the other party did not pay back.

"At most, 100,000, if you don't sell it, forget it!" Zheng Youyi said casually with a dark face.

"Deal!" The boss hurriedly made a decision, which made Zheng Youyi suddenly feel more deceived, and then wanted to bargain, but the words had already been spoken, and he motioned to the bodyguard to give money unhappily.

The boss quickly took the banknote, put it in his pocket, didn't count, and said in his heart that these two big heads, a piece of old furniture, were washed and wiped by him and sold for 100,000 yuan, and he made a lot of money today.

Zheng Youyi was speechless, if it weren't for Wang Zixuan's previous outstanding appreciation ability, he would definitely persuade Wang Zixuan.

Wang Zixuan pushed the ladder to enjoy the hanging oil paintings, and the boss was busy with the ladder for him, and accompanied Wang Zixuan to walk through the large warehouse of more than 5,000 square meters inside and out.

It's a pity that Wang Zixuan didn't have anything else to look at, just touched it everywhere.

Wang Zixuan closed his mouth tightly and snorted.

If you know Wang Zixuan's Qi Hope Technique, you will find that his seven orifices are overflowing with a trace of aura, Wang Zixuan has absorbed too much aura, even if it has been compressed to the eighth time, the aura is overflowing again.

He sat cross-legged on an antique sofa, pinched the mantra and recited the mantra, compressing the leaking aura with all his might for the ninth time.

Zheng Youyi was inexplicable, he didn't say anything when he talked to Wang Zixuan, the boss came over and was stopped by Zheng Youyi, he glared and said, "Spend 100,000 yuan, can't you sit for a while?"

The boss rolled his eyes and went to settle the account with fragments in his mouth.

waited until the sunset, Zheng Youyi and the others were already anxious, pacing back and forth, before Wang Zixuan stretched his waist and got up.

Wang Zixuan muttered to himself: "Yes, nine compressions, the aura is enough, but why is it still one step away?"

"Big brother, what were you doing just now, you are cultivating internal strength, do you know martial arts?" Zheng Youyi guessed.

"Martial arts? I only have a little tai chi to strengthen my body. Wang Zixuan told the truth.

"Big brother, I really admire you to the point that you are able to be both civil and martial, both civil and military. Zheng Youyi praised, and he felt more and more that Wang Zixuan was mysterious and extraordinary.

The Royal Palace of The Hague, Province of South Holland.

Prince John sat on the sofa with a bloodless face, and a medical examination report in his hand slipped on the carpet.

"Damn!" he was so angry that he kicked the coffee table in front of him over, and the "Li Dai Tao Stiff" key chain on the coffee table flew up and fell into the fireplace next to him.

The flames in the fireplace suddenly burst into flames, as if gasoline had been poured on them, startling Prince John.

In the car, Wang Zixuan, who closed his eyes and recuperated, suddenly opened his eyes, not good!

"What's wrong, big brother?" Zheng Youyi wondered.

Wang Zixuan smiled indifferently: "It's okay, friendship, I'll go down for a walk, you go back to the hotel first!"

At the same time, in a villa on the outskirts of the city.

A head-lowering master hurried over.

"That's how we're going to do it tonight...... What's going on in a panic?" Li Zhaotian, who was discussing with everyone, frowned slowly.

A group of people beside him also looked at the head descender curiously.

"Li Mengzhu, I found Wang Zixuan, he is in Bangkok, 37 kilometers away from us Sukhumvit Street!"

"What!" Everyone got up in shock, Huang Ji lost his hand, and Wang Zixuan found it?

Li Zhaotian's heart froze, and after thinking slightly, he urged: "Quick, send someone over to see, if it's really him, don't do it first, be polite and lure him over, let's lay a formation trap and work together to deal with it!"

Baita Zhuo Si Nalan Temple.

In the backyard wing.

"Damn, that damn Hundred Flowers Flying Head came to make trouble again last night!" said a scruffy old man resentfully.

Li Zhaotian and the others have not been idle these days.

Previously, He Guozhang used the power of the formation to use the Peach Blossom Tribulation Technique, but the power of the Soul Devouring Yin Evil Array was greatly reduced by the counterattack, Li Zhaotian and the others took this opportunity to harass all kinds of Gu worms, and also let the Hundred Flowers Flying Head who was not afraid of the formation come in, and shouted in their ears in the middle of the night, causing their whole body to bounce up, interrupting their cultivation to catch it, but he escaped again.

Last night, they hid the peachwood sword, and the other party released their heads in the middle of the night, and they joined forces to scream and escape, but they didn't dare to cultivate all night.

He Guozhang snorted coldly: "This is Li Zhaotian's tired strategy, in order to lure us out, after everyone breaks through, they are all local chickens and dogs, bear with it!"

The yellow-clothed old monk suddenly opened his eyes: "Wang Zixuan is here, it's nearby!"

"What! You said a moment ago that he was in The Hague, Netherlands, why did he suddenly appear here!"