Early in the morning of the second day, Lin Xin purposefully took Lu'er to the Qianyuan Dojo, Taiyi Dojo, and Jiuqu Dojo.

However, the result was a big disappointment for Lin Xin, the strength of the dojo masters of Qianyuan and Taiyi was not as strong as that of Grandmaster Li, and the Jiuqu Dojo was even more nonsense, the old owner passed away, and the new owner was only the day after tomorrow, Lin Xin really let him kill him with one hand.

Of course, the martial arts of these dojos still have their own uniqueness, Qianyuan practices hard skills, Taiyi teaches swordsmanship, and Jiuqu Transmission Footwork, each with its own uniqueness, and the level of martial arts may not be lower than her Feiyan swordsmanship, but even if Lin Xinken spends money to learn, without a ten-year or eight-year assessment, what he learns is only scratching the surface, and he can't get the true inheritance.

"Miss, there is also a Tianzong Dojo, shall we still go?"

Lu'er's ability to observe words and colors is definitely at the top, and when she found that Lin Xin couldn't hide the disappointment on her face, she couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Forget it, let's not go, let's find out if there are any famous antique shops in Chang'an!"

After walking through so many dojos, Lin Xin couldn't help but wonder if the real grandmasters were all in the family gate, the two realms of righteousness and demon.

Since these dojo masters are like this, there is no need to look at it next, shaking his head, ready to find the antiques that contain potential in Chang'an.

"Yes!"

I rented a car and ran through more than a dozen antique shops in Chang'an in one day, and finally harvested two antiques with potential, but they were tens of percent, which added up to less than that.

"This is the last one, let's go back after reading it!"

Lin Xin and Lu'er walked to the mouth of an alley, and the refusal to tell them said that there was a very old antique shop in it, and looked up at the sunset on the horizon, after running for so long, it was not too early, and finally made up their minds to go back after reading this last one!

Let Lu'er wait at the entrance of the alley, Lin Xin walked to the alley alone, at the end of which was an arc corner, just around the corner, there was a small shop with a round arch, the door was open, and there was a pale yellow light inside, and a white-haired old man was sitting in front of the ancient yellow bookshelf, concentrating on holding a magnifying glass purchased from the Western Regions, looking at the small thing in his hand.

Lin Xin glanced at the upper right, and there was a rectangular black nameplate hanging on the gray wall, with white handwriting engraved on it.

'Tian Yu antique shop. ’

She strode straight over and looked left and right as she entered the store.

In the dim yellow light, there was not a single customer in this cramped antique shop.

The whole store was dark red, and the store was full of tables, large and small, with more than a dozen sheets. The walls were covered with a thick layer of crimson cloth, and on top of them were some strange things.

Lin Xin stepped on the dark yellow plank, making a sound of footsteps, as soon as she entered the door, she found that there was someone on her right, she was startled, and looked carefully, there was a yellowed wooden carving on the right side of the door, carved a long-haired girl, hair, and expression were lifelike, but when Lin Xin looked over, she found that the girl had a frightened expression on her face, as if she had seen something very scary.

"Need something?"

The old man had gray skin, black age spots and wrinkles on his face, and when he saw Lin Xin enter the door, he put down the magnifying glass in his hand and asked in a low voice.

"I'll see..."

Lin Xin was taken aback, and after stabilizing himself, he shook his head.

"You don't have to greet me, I'll just take a look."

The old man disturbed the sparse white hair and nodded.

"Then see for yourself, the things on the left of my store are all just collected from the countryside, and the things on the right are some good things that are old."

After he finished speaking, he continued to look down and study the little thing in his hand.

Lin Xin looked at it, the old man was holding a white cloth in his hand, and in the cloth was a golden-like and wood-like trap bird, the belly of the trap bird was opened, and he seemed to be looking at the structure inside.

Retracting his gaze, Lin Xin scanned the entire store, and slowly began to check from left to right.

On the leftmost wall, there is a rectangular figure painting, with blood as the background, in the middle of the painting is a huge dark throne, a figure who can't see clearly sits on the throne, and under the throne kneeling down in clothes, men and women of different ages and eighteen people, the blood at the feet of the eighteen people, shaking like a pool of blood, there are weapons and corpses on the pool of blood, it seems that there are endless corpses floating and floating.

Beneath the figure is a dark golden clay pot, more than half a meter in diameter, with a smiling human face standing out in the center.

"What is this?"

Lin Xin reached out and touched the material of the clay pot, it was very hard, and there was a fine roughness similar to copper and iron on the surface, the most important thing was that this strange human face was very similar to the clay pot with potential in the Lin Mansion, but unfortunately there was no potential in it.

The old man under the bookshelf glanced up.

"This is the sacrificial jar of the outer land, that is a good thing, legend has it that the wizards of the outer land will pray to the sacrificial jar when the warriors go out hunting, festivals, when life is born and die, day after day, year after year, it is said that it contains demonic power, if you are interested, a hundred taels of silver can be sold to you cheaply."

The old man placed the bird on the table beside him and spoke slowly.

"After all, there are not many people who know the goods now, and if it was placed ten years ago when antiques were at their hottest, this thing would have sold for at least a few thousand taels."

"The Jar of Sacrifice...."

The corners of Lin Xin's mouth twitched, I'm afraid that the one in her house is real, but this one is not certain, not to say that she is here for potential and not antique, even if her ability does not move, she will not be able to buy this thing......