Chapter 7: Surprises Everywhere

Lin Xiao spent the whole night in cultivation, Brahma's wrath is worthy of being a peerless precedent, only three days of cultivation, Lin Xiao has completed the washing of the scriptures and the marrow, and entered the realm of Qi training, according to the realm of martial artists, he has now reached the peak realm of the Xuan Rank, but the aura of the earth is too thin, otherwise, with the experience of the previous life, three days is enough for Lin Xiao to reach the realm of the middle stage of Qi training.

It's just a way to cultivate, whether it's martial arts cultivation or immortal cultivation, the more difficult it is to go forward, to give such an example, take Ziyun Star as an example, there are tens of billions of martial artists, and there are 100 million people who can reach the emperor-level martial arts, but there are only a million people who have reached the realm of grandmaster martial artists, and there are only 10,000 people who can enter the void, and those who can enter the realm of breaking the void are all peerless geniuses in 10,000, and all the powerhouses of the entire Purple Cloud Star who are in the realm of breaking the void are only a few dozen people combined.

Now Lin Xiao's top priority is to improve his strength, the supply of aura is insufficient, and there is still a way to go, that is alchemy, rely on pills to improve his strength, and turn out his bank card, there are thousands of yuan in it, but this few thousand yuan is tantamount to the tip of the iceberg, besides, some precious medicinal materials can be bought with money!

Today is Sunday, according to the schedule of No. 1 Middle School, today is a half-day class, and the school is on vacation in the afternoon.

After eating breakfast at the breakfast shop downstairs, Lin Xiao walked towards the antique market, Lin Xiao wanted to try his luck, because there have always been many myths and legends on the earth, Pangu opened the sky, Nuwa mended the sky, Houyi shot the sun, Jingwei reclamation, etc., although these are just stories made up by ancient humans in the eyes of ordinary people, but as an immortal cultivator, Lin Xiao has his own opinions.

Jubao Zhai, the largest shop in the antique market, an independent three-storey building, the store decoration is simple and elegant, standing in front of the store gives people a sense of the vicissitudes of age, and on the plaque of the store door, there are also a few big characters engraved with the dragon and snake "a hundred years old shop, Tong Suo is not bullied!"

Lin Xiao pushed the door and walked in, and in the counter on the first floor, there were some modern porcelain and celebrity calligraphy and paintings, and the price was generally less than 100,000 yuan, all of which were used for some so-called successful people.

"Welcome!"

Seeing someone push the door in, a receptionist greeted him warmly, but when he saw Lin Xiao wearing a sportswear of more than 100 yuan, looking like a big boy, a smiling face was put away as if his face had changed.

"Little brother, is there anything wrong with you?" asked the receptionist.

"Just take a look!" Lin Xiao also replied lightly.

"Then you can take a look at it, but don't touch the things here, if they break, you can't afford to pay for them!" the receptionist reminded, and then turned around and chatted with the female clerk on the side.

Lin Xiao didn't take it seriously, strolling around the hall to the left and looking, the entire hall on the first floor, almost more than 300 square meters of booths, displaying nearly 100 antiques, each of which has a detailed marking, the oldest is generally in the Qianlong Shunzhi period, more are objects in the Republic of China, but Lin Xiao found that even these worthless objects, more than half of them are high-quality fakes, and there are only a few genuine ones, Lin Xiao can't help but be a little disappointed.

It seems that it is difficult to gain today, just as Lin Xiao is about to climb to the second floor.

Three figures descended the stairs.

An old man was holding a quaint box in his hand, with excitement on his face, the old man was followed by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and next to him was an old man in a Mao suit, with a red face, talking eloquently while walking, "Hong Lao, don't worry, I have been engaged in this business for decades, and I will never look away, your painting is definitely genuine!"

"Mr. Su is the treasure master of Fengcheng, I definitely believe what you say!" The old man also nodded frequently, and the other hand gently stroked the wooden box in his hand, as if he had obtained a treasure.

"Reiki!"

Lin Xiao's heart was also tight, and his face showed a touch of excitement, he had been shopping in this antique market for a whole morning, and found nothing, and now he actually encountered an object with aura.

"Young man, let it go!"

Lin Xiao was stunned for a moment, and the three of them had already walked in front of him, and the old man in the tunic said with some displeasure.

Lin Xiao took a step back and moved the staircase out of the way.

After the three of them went downstairs, an extended Lincoln was already waiting in front of the store, and after the old and the young got into the car, the car was gone.

finally encountered an object with aura, how could Lin Xiao let it go easily, beckoned a taxi and followed.

Lincoln's car stopped at the door of a teahouse, and the old man and the young entered the teahouse.

Lin Xiao also followed in, and coincidentally, at this moment, the old man had already opened the wooden box, took out a painting from the box and spread it out on the table, while tasting tea and admiring it.

Lin Xiao walked over, but when he saw the painting, Lin Xiao withdrew his gaze disdainfully, "It seems that I guessed correctly, the source of that aura is actually that seemingly inconspicuous box!"

"Hey, boy, what kind of vision do you have, you know?"

The girl's eyes were sharp, and after seeing Lin Xiao's expression, she suddenly asked with some annoyance.

Got it?

Joke?

Lin Xiao's previous life was an emperor, how could he not understand it with his knowledge, not to mention, Lin Xiao is not an ordinary person, after reaching the realm of qi training, his divine sense is released, and he is a living scanner.

"Hong Yao, don't be rude!"

Seeing his granddaughter's angry shout, which attracted the attention of everyone around, the old man couldn't help but scold.

"Grandpa, this is a stinky boy who doesn't know the rules!"

"Huh?"

When the words landed, the girl's brows furrowed slightly, "Aren't you the kid who just got in the antique shop? Why are you here, don't tell me it's all a coincidence?" The girl's gaze became vigilant, almost subconscious, but her hand had already touched her waist.

"Nima!"

Lin Xiao cursed in his heart, what kind of people are these grandchildren, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl actually carried a gun in her arms.

"Then what if I say it's a coincidence!"

Although he was shocked by the identities of these two people, Lin Xiao was not yet afraid, he could sense that this old man was not a martial artist, and the girl was at best a rookie in the dual realm of the Xuan Realm, if he really did it, he could have subdued her before she pulled out her gun.

Besides, this is in China, but in a legal society, no matter who dares to move a gun in public, he will not be able to eat and walk around.