After thinking about it for a while, Mu Chen figured out why he said this.

"This is naturally because of such a volume of jade, it is impossible to put it in the mouth, and this jade is a pure jade, which has not yet been carefully carved, how can anyone use it for burial?"

"That's right, boy, you and I have been with me for seven days, and you learn quite quickly. ”

"Look closely at the blood inside. ”

Zhang Banxian stroked his white beard, pointed his index finger at the silk veins in Kunshan Yunnei, and deliberately slid along the blood.

Mu Chen didn't understand the meaning of this move, and his eyes kept following Zhang Banxian's fingers.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had seen something, but as if he hadn't found anything.

At this moment, Mu Chen finally found that the blood clot in the jade moved, he was startled, and the laughter of the old Taoist priest came from his ears.

"Wood boy, don't you understand?"

"The blood in this Kunshan treasure is still flowing, so I said that it is not the blood of a dead thing soaked in it!"

“！”

Mu Chen's pupils opened slightly, and his heart began to tremble, but it was not because he was afraid of such negative emotions.

He breathed heavily, swallowed his saliva, and put his hands on his heart, feeling the strong leap grow little by little.

"That also means that there is a great possibility that there is no resentment in this piece of jade, and it will definitely not attract anger!"

"The dead beckon, the living beckon. ”

"Let's not talk about whether this jade is soaked in live blood, a spoonful of ordinary people's essence blood, and no more than three bowls of monk's essence blood, I just checked carefully, how can this Kunshan treasure jade contain more than half a bucket?" (1)

"In addition, although a person is primate, eats grains and grains and is born, swallows the turbid qi of heaven and earth to survive, and his blood is also filthy and impure, how can he be qualified to be nourished by the aura of Kunshan Baoyu?"

"Therefore, I dare to assert that the living blood in this jade is not the blood of the ancient gods or the blood of the ancient beasts!"

Mu Chen gasped, already feeling a huge shock at his words, but before this half-immortal finished speaking, he tried to hold down his excited hand that was groping on the blood jade.

"Don't be in a hurry to rejoice first, come on, come on, and then look at the overall trend of its internal blood flow!"

"Let's take a look at the trend of the mountain range on the east side of Kunlun Xu!"

Zhang Banxian tried his best to suppress his excitement, took out the panorama map of the land of Shenzhou from the Qiankun bag, flattened the table, and pointed to a continuous mountain in the northwest.

Mu Chen carefully checked the trend of each mountain range in Kunlun Hill, and corresponded to the bloodshot in the jade one by one, and found that this bloodshot was actually matched with the mountain range!

That is to say, this piece of Kunshan jade is not mined from a random jade mine, but is nurtured by the spiritual veins of Kunlun Mountain!

"The value of the Kunshan jade bred on the Kunshan spiritual vein is at least more than 100,000 taels, and with the ancient blood soaked in it, the value will increase exponentially?"

"Mu Chen, pick up a bargain, you pick up a big bargain!"

At this time, Zhang Banxian was able to tell Mu Chen about this priceless blood jade completely.

Mu Chen's joy also exploded at this moment, and he was almost dancing happily, but he was between the rules of pure heart and few desires, and kept stroking Kunshan Baoyu.

It doesn't matter how much jade can be sold for, what matters is that it is about to become its most precious and unique natal weapon!

The road to cultivating immortals is long, and only the natal immortal weapon is accompanied.

This old saying describes the picture of cultivators becoming more and more lonely on the road of cultivating immortals, and it is precisely because of this that cultivators who have aspirations will not easily refine natal immortal weapons.

For the vast majority of monks, the natal immortal weapon is the only one, because the effort required to refine the natal immortal weapon is too much, and it can only be paid once in a lifetime.

"Alas, I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would be lucky enough to meet you, a kid, which led me to an epiphany, and we also saw such priceless rare materials together. ”

"I haven't lived in vain in my life. ”

Zhang Banxian was full of emotion, and suddenly sighed, not as excited as before, but showed the tiredness of the old man, leaned on the table and sighed.

Seeing this, Mu Chen's ecstasy faded by half, and he didn't know why Zhang Banxian was like this.

"Senior Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

"It's not much, I saw you get this precious jade, and I was happy for you. ”

Zhang Banxian gently lifted his sleeves and rubbed the corners of his eyes.

He sat on the chair for a moment, took out a booklet from the Qiankun bag, and handed it to Mu Chen.

The cover of the booklet is a dark green book cover, the booklet is very new, and the ink on it is also new.

Mu Chen turned the first page and saw a few pine and powerful big characters - Zhang Xuchang gave my friend Mu Chen.

"In the past few days, I have already told me the essence of my experience in refining weapons for decades, and there are still some details about what you should pay attention to when refining the Natal Immortal Sword, and I have written all of them on it. ”

"Senior Zhang, you are going to ......"

"I've been here for a long time, it's time to leave, you have where you should go back, and I have my itinerary. ”

"Mu boy, you have a pure nature, an impartial Taoist heart, and a natural understanding, and it is rare for me to live for a hundred years. ”

"But Xiao Lao'er still advises you, when you go out in the future, there are some things to take care of, and some things to take care of. ”

"Your path is immeasurable, but in the process of cultivating, you will inevitably encounter things that do not go well, are unsatisfactory, unaccustomed to it, and cannot bear it, so don't be confused when you really come to that time, remember what you set foot on this path in the first place. ”

Zhang Banxian made a peer salute to Mu Chen, shook the big sleeves of the white-washed blue robe, held the cloth banner in his right hand, turned his back to Mu Chen, and suddenly made bold remarks.

"Although the Divine Continent is wide, it is only 20 million square meters!"

"Although the world is wide, let you and I meet in this little autumn city!"

"Mu Chen, the coming day is long, we are destined to meet again!"

He strode out of the teahouse, and Mu Chen also replied with a salute, his face covered his sleeves, covered his tears, and sent him off loudly.

"Senior Zhang, cherish!"

"Goodbye!"

......

......

After bidding farewell to Zhang Banxian, although Mu Chen was reluctant, he also knew that parting was inevitable and should not be burdened by sadness.

In this life, people come and go, and the Huanghuang Tianlu is the avenue.

After eating the tea on the table, he sorted out his mood, took the booklet of blood jade and Zhang Banxian's experience, and strode out of the teahouse.

It was getting late, and the autumn city was no longer the lively scene of the previous days, after buying the auxiliary materials and gifts for the senior brothers and sisters, Mu Chen sacrificed the imperial sword and flew out of the autumn city, he had to find a quiet place to live outside the city before dark.

"Tonight, I will draw a rough picture on the blood jade according to the mold designed for me by Senior Zhang, and I will return to Zhushan early tomorrow morning. ”

"It's been more than ten days since I left the sect, and I don't know how they're doing."

Thinking of this, the emotion in Mu Chen's heart faded, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

He flew in the dark golden sky at dusk, looking for a place to rest from the wind and rain, and suddenly seven galloping spiritual lights appeared in his vision.

I saw a group of monks in black robes flying towards me, according to this direction and speed, Mu Chen would meet them immediately,

In the Shenzhou Continent, if there is a chance encounter between two monks when the imperial weapon is flying, the polite monk will take the initiative to slow down the flight speed and greet each other in the sky for a while, explaining the origin and intention of his sect.

If one of the monks has no intention of making friends, or is in a hurry, he can choose to increase the flight altitude so that the two sides do not meet head-on and avoid embarrassment.

However, this habit also leads to a very bad phenomenon.

Sometimes both monks have no intention of befriending each other, and they will increase their altitude at the same time, and they will meet again, and both sides will continue to increase their altitude.

There are also some monks who believe that the flight altitude also represents the face of the sect, so they must not fly lower than the other party.

At this time, if neither side stops first and actively lowers the altitude to avoid meeting, the monks of both sides may continue to compete with each other to see who can fly higher until they meet in the clouds.

What's more, they fought for this and asked each other's ancestors.

Note: (1) One bucket = 10 liters