Nilbo, Gad City.

Since the last successful completion of the first auction.

New airports, new hotels, and new entertainment facilities have been built.

There is also a highway and a railway, which have completed preliminary work, and only wait for the funds to be ready to hire a professional team from the East to start construction.

Thus completely changing the embarrassing traffic environment of Gad City.

As a result of these changes, local support for exorcism temples has increased.

Even the local snakes who were still thinking about how to get a piece of the pie before are now obediently going to the temple with gifts and becoming a devout believer.

In addition to these changes, after the auction ended, there were more people who mysteriously came to offer treasures.

They all heard from different sources that Mr. Huang and other registered disciples were willing to buy the rare treasures that were not in the roster at a high price.

And it's not just money, it's not that fairy fate is not negotiable.

As a result, the people who offered the treasure almost did not paralyze the traffic in the factory area.

Mr. Huang and the others were also very interested at first.

It turned out that those sellers who were mysterious and treated their own things as treasures.

The reputation sounds bluffing, and the self-introduction is either a folk collector who has been famous for many years, or the ancestor is a celebrity.

Some even directly said that their good things came from the palace through special channels.

As a result, the things that came out were either made last week or the night before.

There are even microwave ovens engraved on the bottom, which are considered ancestral treasures.

Let Mr. Huang and the others deeply feel the rich and interesting diversity among individuals in the human species.

There was no way, Mr. Huang and they had to find an organization.

Please transfer a group of 100 experts to come to the front line for screening.

After ensuring the quality, they will be in the hands of these half-step transcendent monks.

This reduced the workload and made many people who wanted to hit the big luck get kicked out in a big wave.

Naturally, as these people left with a hurt heart, rumors emerged in many circles that Mr. Huang and others were a group of liars.

It's just that the real transcendent power is there, and those who have the real thing in their hands will naturally ignore the wails of those folk collectors.

With enough people coming to offer treasures, the number came up.

There are really a few things in the roster that Su Ping gave at the beginning.

After Mr. Huang confirmed that this thing was really reacting through the mana in his body, he also happily gave a reward or promise.

In addition, there were also a few things that made Mr. Huang and them feel interesting but uncertain, and they hurriedly stayed and waited for Su Ping's identification.

Su Ping incarnated as a rat man.

buried the bones in the pot and summoned Mr. Huang and them.

Mr. Huang and the six of them appeared in the residence on the top of the hill with ease, and drank a cup of hot tea sent by the catwomen.

Refreshed, he reported to Su Ping the harvest of this time.

Naturally, this inevitably appeared in the rift between the time and space of the Stick Country and the Cherry Blossom Country, as well as the latest information they received from friendly parties, mentioning the transcendence of the appearance of the Dao.

After hearing this, the rat man smiled faintly and said:

"Relax, most of those extraordinary old men know each other, and although they are not all the way with me, they are not enemies."

"And the cultivation world has been in turmoil recently, and there have been many events everywhere!"

"Okay, don't say it's useless to you and me."

"Take it out and show me what those interesting things are."

The rat man shook his head and got down to business.

Mr. Huang hurriedly took out a large wooden box from the storage bag.

After opening it, Su Ping knew why these registered disciples were unsure.

It is different from the natural material in the booklet.

The contents of this wooden box are all processed products.

The size of a palm, a bronze statue with a strange appearance, a large head and a small body, which does not conform to modern aesthetics.

A volume of court paintings that are not very well-known, but use a lot of materials.

and some antique utensils with a lot of ornaments.

These things are genuine antiques, and they are genuine things that have been worth a lot of money since ancient times.

As a result, they have a much greater chance of having good things on them than ordinary works of art.

After all, the ancients also knew how to distinguish between good and bad, but they didn't have mana, and the environment didn't have aura.

The ancients, who could not bring these treasures into full play, could only tend to play their ornamental role, using them as accessories and even precious pigments for works of art......

With just a glance, Su Ping confirmed that some of the pigments on the scroll should be some kind of precious refining material, Star Silver Stone.

This is a good thing that the Jindan bosses have to compete for in the immortal cultivation world.

It can be used as an excipient for magic weapon embryos.

If it is known, it will be used as paint by mortals.

As a result, the painting is not yet famous...... It is estimated that their thoughts of destroying the country will rise!

Su Ping's divine sense wrapped the scroll and gently raised his right hand.

The useful things in the scroll were separated from the paper and submerged into the storage spirit weapon in Su Ping's sleeve.

Then the consciousness left the scroll and disappeared into the antiques.

In just a few breaths, Mr. Huang and the others saw that shiny fine particles flew out of these antiques and submerged into the sleeves of the rat people.

In the end, the rat man grabbed the bronze statue with his own hands and hesitated:

"Everything else has very few things that can be used, and that's what affects your mana."

"But this bronze statue ...... There is nothing strange in the whole body. ”

"It's because you've been with a strange object for too long and you've been infected, so you have a certain mana reaction, which makes you mistakenly think it's a treasure."

"Interesting!"

"Is the original owner of this thing still there?"

Hearing the Rat Dao people's inquiry, Mr. Huang felt that he lowered his head and smiled:

"Master rest assured, these people have been arranged, and we can personally inquire at any time if Master needs it."

"No need, it's a big deal, I'll go see for myself."

The rat Daoist smiled, and after a few more commands, he waved away the registered disciples.

Then he played with the bronze statue in amazement, and vaguely suspected that he might be able to find some heavenly treasures comparable to ice and heavy water.

Although Aqua Blue Star has no aura, it also has surprises waiting for him.

And more critically, the surprise of the planet...... It's all your own!

On the outskirts of Gad City, off the road near the suburban factory.

Newly built inside the hotel.

Zhang Ping'an crossed his knees on the bed, silently breathing in the air.

His family has been a monk of the Daomen for generations, and his family has passed down several books of breathing and breathing methods.

There is even a Shinto Taoist technique that has been passed down.

It's also a lot of learning.

It's just that before the mysterious incident broke out, Zhang Ping'an, as the only son of the younger generation, preferred to study science than cultivation.

And relying on his high talent, he graduated from top universities early and became a member of the Young Scholars Program.

Then, the continuous emergence of mysterious events, especially the major events in the country of cherry blossoms, woke Zhang Ping'an up, and made him resolutely decide to go home to practice.

After a period of time, Zhang Ping'an faintly found that their generation and the older generation were ...... It seems that all the cultivators are fake immortals!

I didn't think it before, but I'm afraid of comparison, right?

This also made Zhang Ping'an firm in his determination to seek the truth.

He had been to Mount Emei, and after learning that the mountain was closed, he decided not to take the usual path, but Jinding was caught and locked up for a day before he was released.

He also went to the country of sticks and found that the church was smoky and miasma, which was simply a ghost and god deceiving people.

Feeling that it was okay to stay in that place, he went home again, and learned the family heirloom well.

He was suddenly recruited back by the old ancestor.

But it was the ancestor who was sick, and he was very sick.

Then he met a few old Taoist friends who came to see him on the hospital bed.

From their mouths, they knew about what had happened recently and what Mr. Huang and others were doing on the Nierbo side.

So, the desire to survive made him attract his grandson Zhang Ping'an, and asked him to take the family heirloom to Nierbo to try his luck.

After Zhang Ping'an donated the bronze statue, he was arranged to live in a VIP room.

Ding dong!

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

interrupted Zhang Ping'an's cultivation of tuna.

Zhang Ping'an frowned slightly.

Ever since he was placed in the VIP room, he has encountered all kinds of people running to him.

There are those who climb relationships, there are those who trust favors, and there are those who are rich and generous, and they want to buy him a promise at a large price.

Zhang Ping'an rejected all of them.

He came to the door, did not open the door, but pressed the call, and coughed softly:

"It's late, I won't accept a visit, so please come back......"

"Please come back? That's not going to work! ”

Zhang Ping'an had just finished speaking, and was about to turn off the call, when he heard an old voice coming out.

Then, without waiting for Him to do anything else.

With a click, Zhang Ping'an's eyes widened and he found that the gate was like this...... It's opened!

Then, the aisle in front of him was already filled with black gas.

The black qi surged until a black-robed old man with a cane walked out.

The black gas quieted down.

At the same time, the door closes automatically.

However, the black gas continued to enter the room through the crack in the door.

In just a few seconds, the bare part of his feet was already flooded with black gas.

"The old and bone-buried gopher Taoist has seen the little brother."

"Don't be afraid, old people aren't bad people."

The rat Dao people came uninvited, and after saying hello, they used their magical powers to pull Zhang Ping'an back to the living room and sat down with each other.

Feeling the fear of being involuntarily, Zhang Ping'an looked at the Taoist dressed as an evil cultivator in front of him.

The words to Mr. Huang and others that he had planned in his heart now didn't dare to say a word.

He kept swallowing his saliva, but he still couldn't stop looking at the black qi on the ground, and faintly felt that the place where his body was in contact with the black qi was cold, and he could feel the cold qi invading his body, which made him more and more panicked.

"This is Boss Huang's territory, and I was invited by them to live here."

Zhang Ping'an gritted his teeth and moved out of Mr. Huang, hoping to deter this black-robed old man who didn't know his origin.

But soon he heard the answer that shocked him:

"I know, I just heard Xiao Huang and them mention Ling, so I came to take a look."

"I forgot to introduce it carefully."

Su Ping looked at Zhang Ping'an, who was restless, and said in a deep voice:

"Honza!"

"It's the master of those people in your mouth!"

(End of chapter)