"Daoist friends are too worried, since the poor Dao dares to take it out, he naturally believes in the character of Daoyou." Izuku said.

"Trust my character?" He Weitong smiled slightly.

He himself doesn't believe in his character, and his character depends on what is in front of him.

"Since the Taoist is so trustworthy to the poor Dao, then I will help the Taoist to take a look." He Weitong said.

"Thank you, Baicao Daoyou." Out of the dust and saluted.

Out of the dust actually thinks so in his heart, what he says is naturally not the truth in his heart, a person like him knows how to get along with others.

Since he can take out these things for He Weitong to see, he is ready to be picked up by He Weitong.

His idea was that instead of letting these things eat dust here, it was better to take them out and let He Weitong see them clearly, so that he could know how many treasures Qingyunguan still had.

At most, after the appraisal is completed, select a few pieces and give them to He Weitong as a reward.

He has a great career and can afford this loss.

He Weitong picked up another item on the round table and looked at it.

This is a bronze mirror, about 20 centimeters in diameter, with a taiji diagram in the center of the back, and some small seals around the taiji diagram.

The bronze mirror has long been rusted, and no one can be seen.

However, although the bronze mirror does not see people, the edge is still there.

This bronze mirror was different from what he had encountered in Changsha before, it was a real magic weapon, that is, a demon mirror.

If you hang him in front of the gate, the demons and evil in the past will have nothing to hide, and the only weakness is that there is no function to control the enemy, and only the body of the demon can be illuminated.

"Fellow Daoist of Baicao, how is this bronze mirror, but what kind of treasure is it?" Seeing He Weitong stunned, Chuchenzi asked.

He Weitong glanced up at him, then nodded and said: "This bronze mirror is indeed a treasure, hang him up, there will always be some sadness where heroes will never have a place here." ”

Izumi carefully took the bronze mirror, and then asked, "I don't know, what's so powerful about this bronze mirror?" ”

He Weitong stopped and stretched out to the wooden box to look at the dust and said, "Fellow Daoists have heard of the demon mirror. ”

"This is nature, and looking at the demon mirror is a famous magic weapon of my Taoist."

"Well, this bronze mirror can refer to the power of the demon mirror, hang your head above the gate, and ordinary demons will have nothing to hide."

After speaking, He Weitong was looking at the dust, but stretched out his hand to the wooden box.

A palm compass was taken out of it.

There is a lot of ash on the compass, and there is a clear crack on the surface.

The wood is very dry, and at a glance, you can tell that it is a century-old wood.

It's just that, after some investigation, this compass is very ordinary, I don't know if it's the reason for disrepair, the compass in the compass has not moved and is stuck.

"How?" There was dust on the side, and he looked like he had been smashed by a pie.

He Weitong shook his head, then handed it over and said, "This compass is very ordinary, and it is broken. ”

Izuku took the compass and looked at it, and sure enough, the pointer inside had not moved, and he put it on the table in disappointment.

At this moment, the dust is like a stupid boy who draws a lottery, he is happy when he draws it, and he is disappointed if he doesn't draw it, and the "pampering and humiliation, not sadness and joy" that a cultivator should have have has been thrown into the trash can by him.

………………

A quarter of an hour later.

He Weitong looked at the bell in his hand and fell into deep thought.

The body of this bell is only about five centimeters, the handle is twice the size of the bell, and the tail is the word "mountain".

"Sanqingling." He Weitong muttered slowly.

I read it and looked at it over and over again.

Sanqing Bell is also known as Emperor Bell, Law Bell, Law Bell, Bell Book, is the most popular Taoist instrument, but all Taoist priests who can do things have a handle.

In the various rituals and Jiao of Taoism, the activities of chanting and putting on the table are often indispensable, and the foil of Taoist music is indispensable. Among them, the most important musical instrument is the Sanqing Bell, which has the function of welcoming all saints.

On the scripture sheet, put the three clear bells on the left side and call the Lin, put the right side of the scripture list and call the Lang, some of the three clear bells are also engraved with charms, statues, scriptures and decorated with gold, silver and jade, the brilliance shines, so there is the praise of "dazzling".

Usually, the Sanqing Bell is often used by the high-level master on the scientific ceremony, when casting the spell, pick up the Sanqing Bell from the altar, shake the handle with one hand, and the sound of the dingling ding, which means "vibrating the Dharma Bell, the gods and ghosts Xianqin", the action is very elegant.

The jingle sound of the three bells is a pleasant music to human ears, but in the ears of demons, ghosts and even zombies, it will become very harsh, frightened, and have the intention of going first.

It wasn't that he hadn't seen Sanqingling, and he could hear him doing it almost every day at Simu's residence.

But this bell is different from the four purposes, this bell is strange, it can't shake.

He Weitong looked carefully, there was a tongue in the bell, and the bell wall was also intact, and the bell tongue could hit the bell wall when it was shaken, but there was no sound, no sound at all.

Hitting the bell wall with your hand doesn't make a sound, as if it has been absorbed, or it is in a vacuum.

He Weitong frowned, because he didn't find anything when he used his true qi to investigate.

This three-clear bell is very unusual.

The dust on the side was playing with the magic weapon in his hand, and in this quarter of an hour, he was already crazy, and the things left by the ancestor were fifty percent of the magic weapons, a total of five.

"Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist of Baicao."

It took two shouts from the dust to wake He Weitong from his contemplation.

"What's the matter with Daoyou?"

"Daoist friends are so fascinated by it, but this thing is extremely extraordinary." Izuku asked.

He Weitong shook his head.

"If that's the case, why does that Daoist friend look like this?" Out of the dust is puzzled.

"This thing, I don't see anything extraordinary, it should be a mortal thing, but the strange thing is that this bell can't be shaken."

Izuku took it and tried it, but found that it really didn't shake, and he even reached in and hit the bell wall with his tongue, but there was still no sound.

"Really." Izuku said.

He continued to look at it for a few more minutes before handing it to He Weitong and saying, "Since Daoyou is interested in this bell, then I will make the decision and give him to Daoyou." ”

"Fellow Daoists, you can think clearly, this thing may also be poor Dao eyesight, but it is actually a treasure." He Weitong said.

"Since Daoyou is interested, even if it is a treasure, the poor Dao is also the master and gave it to Daoyou, Daoyou helped me identify so many treasures, I think even if the ancestor survives, he will not blame me." Izuku said.

In his opinion, the reason why this bell can't make a sound is most likely due to a material problem.

And even if it's really gone, Congling is really a treasure, it's nothing, anyway, he has already taken five pieces, the meaning of what he just said is obvious, he made the decision to give this bell to He Weitong, and the secret meaning is, forget about this bell, don't worry about the rest.

"Okay, then the poor Dao will thank the Taoist friends first."