Xuankong took the bead from Wang Qi's hand, and looked at it carefully, only to realize that this jewel was extraordinary.

Faintly exuding an aura, this aura is very dim, and if it is someone else, it can't feel it. But he met Xuankong, who had a dragon ball in his hand, Ao Lie, the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea, and accidentally got the power of the real dragon and turned into a second elemental god.

Therefore, he is the most sensitive to the aura of the Sea Clan.

Feeling familiar, he took out the little white dragon dragon ball from his arms, and realized it compared to his eyes. Only after half a ring did he open his eyes, looked at Wang Qi, and said, "Ahh

Wang Qi said strangely: "This is the old goods that can't be sold at the bottom of the box in my store, what else is weird?"

Xuankong said angrily: "So much nonsense, if you want you to say it, you can say it quickly, if I expect it to be good, I can also add you an ordinary spirit treasure." ”

Wang Qi's saliva was almost flowing when he heard this, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense at the moment, but just picked up the urgent words and told the origin of his family's treasure bead. Xuankong's whole body was shocked, and then he put the bead in front of his eyes to look at it, and muttered, "Sure enough, it's it!"

Wang Jun was beside him, and he was also hung up with an appetite, and he didn't care to spy on the yellow-haired fox who was sleeping on Wang Qi's head as a nest.

He also squeezed in front of Xuankong and asked, "Master, I see that although this bead is shiny, the image is deformed, and it is not valuable, right?"

If you say that this shape of beads, Wang Jun's family is indeed rare, but what he has in his house is the pearl of the South China Sea, and the round and full grains are not comparable to this deformed bead in terms of appearance.

Xuankong shook his head, looked at Wang Jun, stretched out his hand and slapped the back of Wang Qi's head, and rolled his eyes: "Stupid, stupid, obviously the Lingbao is still unknown when it is placed in front of him!"

He was reluctant to beat his own apprentice, but he didn't need to feel distressed about his junior brother.

Wang Qi was staggered by Xuankong's slap, and almost threw the little fox on his head to the ground, and the little fox quickly stretched out his little paw and grabbed Wang Qi's hair with a cry. Wang Qi's hair tightened, and tears overflowed in pain.

Blinking his eyes, he asked, "Senior brother, just tell me, what is this treasure?"

Xuankong was not in a hurry to answer, he only held the orb in his palm and looked it up and down, his eyes purring and turning, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Wang Qi stretched out his hand to get his orb, and Xuankong came back to his senses and put his hand away.

smiled and said: "Good junior brother, senior brother will tell you the story of this turtle treasure!"

Wang Qi saw that his orb was held in Xuankong's hand to admire, and he also wanted to know what was the basis of the money-losing goods he received at home, so he moved a chair and waited for Xuankong to sit down, and he and Wang Jun gathered around to listen.

Xuankong said: "If I expected it to be correct, your ancestor received this jewel from a family surnamed Feng in Lintao, right?"

Wang Qiqi said: "It seems that the broken settlement is this surname." ”

Xuankong smiled and grabbed Wang Qi's shoulder, and patted it hard: "Then it's no problem, this should be the turtle treasure that the predecessors of the Feng family got from the Eight Kings of Taoshui." He said: "This turtle treasure should have something to do with my disciple, and it turns out to have something to do with his fairy sword." ”

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Wang Qi's forehead, feeling that something was wrong.

Xuankong continued: "My sword is the lottery won by gambling with the Qingtong Jun of Wei Yu Mountain. At that time, I heard him tell a story, it should be a hundred and ten years ago, Qingtongjun set up wine to drink, there was a rough man in the banquet, and the drinking was the most bold, and he only drank drunk before going down the mountain to rest. ”

When it comes to telling stories, a one-man show with only one person is the most boring.

A good story needs not only good eloquence to tell, but also the audience's response.

Wang Qi was a good listener, and kept asking: "And then?" Xuankong smiled slightly, and continued: "That rough man called himself the Eight Great Kings, it turned out to be a thousand-year-old turtle Chengjing in Taoshui Tan, and he drank too much immortal wine at Qingtong Jun, and he actually fell asleep on the way back. ”

Wang Jun said: "My father also said that drinking is wrong, so it is better to drink less wine." ”

Xuankong shook his head and said: "The eight kings are also monsters who have become spirits, even if there is more water and wine in the mortal world, how can he get drunk?" It's just that Qingtongjun is the leader in the thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed lands in the world, and what he brews is the Three Realms Immortal Wine. ”

"But it's not something that the Eight Kings can enjoy for a thousand years, the Eight Kings were caught by the nearby fishermen with fishing nets when they showed their original forms, and they were about to sell for meat but were saved by the ancestors of the Feng family. After the Eight Kings woke up, they were also grateful for their old kindness, and deliberately turned into a human form and went to find that Feng Sheng."

Wang Qi sneered: "When I was on the mountain, the master always said that if it is not my race, its heart must be different, presumably the eight kings are jealous and want to trouble Feng Sheng?"

Xuankong felt a "chuckle" in his heart, he had lived in the back mountain for a long time, and he didn't know how the old Taoist was a disciple. But who knew that Yimei Daoist was also influenced by the mundane world, teaching Laoshan disciples to kill against demons and monsters.

That's not good.

But where the specific fault was, Xuankong couldn't say for a while, he just smiled and said: "Senior brother guessed wrong, the eight kings came to Feng Sheng to repay the grace of saving his life." He entertained Feng Sheng with a meal of rice wine, and spit out the natal turtle treasure from his mouth and gave it to Feng Sheng. ”

"That natal turtle treasure is this orb?" Wang Qi gasped, he couldn't imagine that he was really blind, but he didn't know that the spirit treasure was in front of him.

He sneered, and reached out to take the turtle treasure in Xuankong's hand, but was slapped away by Xuankong and asked, "Do you know what effect this turtle treasure has and how to use it?"

Wang Qi shook his head desperately, and Xuankong smiled at this time: "This turtle treasure is implanted in the human body, and it can open up the eyes the most. But wherever there is a jewel, even if it is buried deep underground, it can be found, and it is also the essence of the eight kings for thousands of years, and after getting it, it will increase the knowledge and experience of the eight kings for thousands of years of cultivation out of thin air, which is the most suitable for disciples who have just started. ”

Wang Qi tugged at the sleeve of Xuankong's coat and said flatteringly: "Senior brother, I have just started, and it is the most suitable for me to use!"

Xuankong ignored him and pretended to be a newcomer, laughed a few times, and said: "Speaking of just getting started, my newly accepted apprentice is also surnamed Wang, and he was the same as your king seven or five hundred years ago. You are my apprentice's uncle, don't you even say anything?"

The cold sweat on Wang Qi's forehead finally flowed down, and he secretly said in his stomach: "It's not good, my senior brother is an old thief who has accumulated years." Pity my family's heirloom spiritual treasure, it is in his hands, but it is difficult to get it back. ”

Xuankong smiled, and a pair of thief eyes looked at Wang Qi.

Except for this turtle treasure, which is still a good treasure, where are other mundane things worthy of Xuankong's identity as his eldest apprentice? Forget it, forget it, even if my apprentice suffers some losses, I will take this "tattered" that Wang Qijia can't sell as a greeting gift! Anyway, no matter what, Xuankong has made up his mind, and if a good treasure enters his hands, there is no reason to return to Zhao!

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