Chapter Thirty-Seven: It's All Spiritual Power

Pure Love Rose was finally bought by a rich rich second generation for 999 silver in a sea of abuse and contempt, and it was Shen Lin, the new generation goddess of the agricultural school, who received the rose, which caused an uproar on the agricultural school forum.

Xu Minghui smiled bitterly when he learned the news, and when he realized that dog blood would also appear in his life, he couldn't help but think about it in his heart, guessing how wonderful the expression on Shen Lin's face was when he received the roses.

"Keep up the good work."

Xu Minghui comforted himself and sold the first pure love rose, wanting to exchange Shen Lin's high popularity for influence, this peerless rose that he carefully cultivated would definitely be sold, and the funds needed for cultivating immortals would also be solved.

In the future, Xu Minghui gradually integrated into the life of the university, and also called his grandfather at home.

Grandpa said that there was no problem at home, don't worry about Xu Minghui, but Xu Minghui knew about grandpa's situation, grandpa's illness is getting worse day by day, and curing grandpa's serious illness is far more important than cultivating immortals, but whether it is to cure grandpa's serious illness or cultivate immortals, it costs money.

It is impossible for a pot of roses to bloom only one rose, so the remaining roses were put on the forum by Gongsun Mansion for auction sale, and all the previous contempt and abuse turned into floating clouds under the actions of the rich second generation, and the price soared from one yuan to several hundred yuan, and the silver of the white flower was already flying in front of Xu Minghui's eyes.

Xu Minghui was dreaming, and Qian Duoduo came back humming a little song.

Today is the weekend, Qian Duoduo went out early in the morning, and as soon as he came back, he took out a snuffbox in a flash, which looked very mysterious.

"It's just a snuff bottle, are you so cool?"

Xu Minghui said disdainfully, because it was the first time he saw a snuff bottle, and he touched it curiously as soon as he finished despising it.

"Look at your birds."

Qian Duoduo snatched the snuffbox back, and he was distressed.

"I went out early in the morning and picked up one of these things and came back, okay to do some business, I'm going to make the roses bigger."

Xu Minghui scratched his hair and said, the money is not enough, why is Qian Duoduo, the planner, not doing his job, but when Xu Minghui looked at the snuffbox carefully, he was surprised to find that the snuffbox was surrounded by a lot of spiritual power, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"What? I didn't see it until now. ”

Qian Duoduo misunderstood that Xu Minghui saw the origin of the snuffbox, and the fat on his face was squeezed together, and he was like a river at the moment.

"This is an antique, to say the least, it has a history of two hundred years, and it cost me three hundred silver to pick it up in the vegetable market."

"Three hundred to buy an antique? Can you still pick up the leak? ”

Xu Minghui didn't believe it, but the spiritual power on the snuffbox did exist, and according to the description in the Medicine Saint Treasure Book, in addition to the heavenly treasures, some antiques will also accumulate with the accumulation of scarce spiritual power, the longer the time, the more spiritual power the antique contains, and the snuff bottle in front of him is an example.

"Why not?" Qian Duoduo didn't agree, and touched the snuffbox very preciously and said: "Although the antique industry has developed so far that there are more fakes than real goods, and the army of leaks has picked up all the antiques that no one knows, but there are still some antiques on the market that have not been picked up, I picked it up from an old man, he thought this thing was an ordinary product, but in the eyes of my connoisseur, it is not an ordinary product." ”

"Pick up the leak, pick up the leak, I'll pick it up too."

Xu Minghui muttered to himself, thinking that antiques have spiritual power, if these antiques are used, he can absorb the spiritual power in the antiques to speed up the cultivation of immortals, and can even be used to cultivate spiritual grass, wouldn't this be the best of both worlds.

The more Xu Minghui thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, and he wanted to act, but he was despised by Qian Duoduo.

"Just you? You get it? ”

"Why don't you understand, you despise me when you wait for me to come back, but now you have to lend me the snuffbox first."

Xu Minghui said unconvinced, grabbed the snuffbox and went to the balcony, and didn't let Qian Duoduo go with him, mysteriously.

Ten pots of pure love roses have been cultivated on the balcony, and they grow slowly under Xu Minghui's small amount of true qi, if it is a flower pot, it is okay, but ten flower pots Xu Minghui is a little powerless, but when Xu Minghui carefully absorbs and refines the spiritual power in the snuff box, and when it is poured into ten flower pots, Xu Minghui's confidence soars.

A snuff box that is only two hundred years old is enough for a rose in ten pots to grow and bloom.

"Hey, it's over in one go, the cultivation is too low, and it's not cool to do anything."

Xu Minghui looked at the ten flower pots in front of him with some regret, and it was estimated that it would take two weeks to bloom, unlike at the beginning, when one flower pot only took a week.

After returning the snuff bottle without spiritual power to Qian Duoduo, Xu Minghui took all his money to the City God Temple and the major thrift markets, and when he came back in the evening, Xu Minghui really brought back a handful of bronze coins, which made Qian Duoduo shocked and gloated.

"It's really an antique, older than my snuffbox, but do you know how much copper is worth? Haha, let me tell you, copper coins are the least valuable antiques, and thousand-year-old copper coins can't be sold for a few dollars, because copper coins are the largest number of antiques, and the value of antiques is that they are rare and expensive, and it depends on the famous producer or something. Or my snuff bottle is valuable, the origin is good, although I don't know which famous artist's work, but look at this handiwork, it is simply a work of art. ”

Qian Duoduo disliked Xu Minghui fiercely, and began to get embarrassed again, and said that the copper coins brought back by Xu Minghui were worthless.

"I don't care if he's worth it or not, I also know that copper coins are not worth much, but I just like to collect copper coins, collect as much as you want, by the way, if you have it, give me some, calculate the wholesale price."

Xu Minghui knew that copper coins were not valuable, and thought to himself that old copper coins were not antiques? Copper coins are not valuable, but they have spiritual power, for themselves, a future immortal cultivator, money is dung, and copper coins are really a handful of them on the market, and they are all spiritual power, no, twenty yuan will grab a handful of spiritual power in hand.

Xu Minghui buried the average amount of worthless copper coins in the soil of the flower pot, and let the roses absorb the spiritual power in the copper coins by themselves, and it is estimated that they should be able to blossom and bear fruit within a week, sell them at a good price, and then roll the money, and within a month, the first pair of quenching decoction money will be available.

When Xu Minghui was fantasizing about the bright future brought by the purchase of a large number of copper coins, the spiritual power he had absorbed just now disappeared strangely in his body.

"Little fox, you stole the spiritual power in the treasure jade without my permission."

Xu Minghui was angry in his heart, looked at the three best products in the bedroom in front of the computer and smirked, hurriedly entered the treasure jade, and walked directly in front of the little fox.