In the hall on the first floor of Jiabao Zhai, hundreds of monks seem crowded, there are still monks walking in, just enter the door to see the situation at this time can not help but be stunned, why everyone is looking straight at one place, can't help but light down to find an open place to look up.

Ai Lao's withered palm flipped and looked at all the fragments like the tip of the knife, and the old man's voice did not fluctuate, and said, "Looking at its shape, it is four inches long and about two inches wide, very similar to the tip of a single knife in the mortal world."

Immediately, the tone remained the same, but the conversation changed "However, its material is not gold, silver, copper and iron"

"It should be an ore," said Ai Lao with uncertainty.

Everyone is the same, but Yang Qing is very puzzled, the tip of the knife seems to have a smooth surface of the shard, and the texture of the hand does not detect that its material is ore, but he did not open his mouth to question.

Most of the ores that can be used to refine weapons contain metals, such as cold iron ore, if you want to use this refining tool, you need to refine the cold iron raw ore into cold iron, and then use cold iron to refine magic weapons.

"Its blade is sharp, but it is only comparable to the inferior magic weapons of the sword type"

"The surface is smooth as a mirror, and there are no engraved patterns, and the lines of the fractures here are difficult to determine."

Yang Qing was slightly dissatisfied, the old man said that the fragments were worthless, but he couldn't say a reason to refute them.

Ai Lao said this, his wrinkled eyelids were slightly closed, and his dry palm glowed with cyan light, and the light flowed like water, wrapping the shards like the tip of the knife, and the cyan true yuan like water flowed along the lines, blending into the vein-like hole at the fracture.

"Buzz!"

The tip of the knife seemed to be slightly shaken, the white light flashed slightly, and the cyan true element retreated and collapsed like encountering a flood beast, and in the blink of an eye, there was no trace of true yuan attached to the tip of the knife, and Ai Lao's expression became strange.

Ai Lao's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was thinking, and none of the people said anything to urge and disturb.

That faint white light, Yang Qing had seen it once, and that time shocked him even more.

"It is difficult to count the things that have been identified in the life of the old man, but I can't see through this, and there are a few speculations for you to hear," Ai Lao opened his eyelids and said lightly.

"Wangai Lao pointed!" Yang Qing clenched his fists and said gently, his heart was not too entangled in the fragment, after all, no matter what his predecessor was, it was just a fragment at this time, and it was of little use.

"It is difficult to determine whether this fragment is engraved with formation patterns inside, because there are too few lines left, and the white light that glows is not caused by the lines."

"This fragment, if it is the tip of a knife, then this knife must be above the top grade magic weapon before it is damaged, or even a spiritual treasure," Ai Lao said with a little pity.

As soon as these words came out, many monks had already fried the pot, not to mention the spiritual treasure, only the high-grade magic weapon was not seen, and the spiritual treasure had only been heard. This was also far beyond Yang Qing's expectations, and he couldn't help but ask hurriedly, "Ai Lao, why are you so determined?"

Ai Lao waved his hand slightly, signaling him not to make noise, and after everyone stopped talking, he said lightly, "The old decay has identified the fragments of the medium-grade magic weapon, although it is stronger than the high-grade magic weapon, it is all in the formation pattern, and it is difficult to be eroded, damaged, and manipulated with the material."

Ai Lao's tone was indifferent, but his words were still shocked.

"Ai Lao, then this tip of the knife has other functions," Yang Qing said eagerly and unwillingly.

He didn't believe that magic weapons or spirit treasure fragments could be so useless!

"It's a pity, it's a pity, if it's a magic weapon or a fragment of a spiritual treasure, it's because the formation pattern engraved on the tip of this knife is too few, and the power is not as good as a low-grade magic weapon, but it can be used as a defensive magic weapon, but it's too small" Ai Lao's regretful tone was ridiculous.

Many monks burst into laughter, and the 'Brother Guang' who had been identified by Yang Qing before laughed the happiest, and the laughter was full of inexplicable lightness.

Yang Qing was not annoyed by the laughter, although he was slightly disappointed in his heart, but he knew this fact a long time ago, at this time, he just smashed the luck in his heart, and said with a little tastelessness, "Ai Lao, you may have identified the value of this thing"

Ai Lao's wrinkled lips were slightly curled, he smiled indifferently, and said leisurely, "Little friend, don't worry, the old man's words are not finished yet"

Yang Qing was slightly stunned in his heart, and secretly thought, "You old boy can't fool me", but his face didn't show it, and he said gently, "Ai Lao, please speak"

Many monks also waited quietly, the thin monk behind Yang Qing with a slightly anxious expression was also waiting patiently with his palms tightly pressed on the placket of his clothes at this time, while the young man with a strong physique holding his right arm was holding his head, waiting to see the joke.

"It is said that it is the tip of a sword, but it is judged only by its shape, and the fragment itself does not show any traces of refining techniques, and there are very few magic weapons and spiritual treasures of swords, because its shape limits the depiction of its formations. Therefore, the possibility that this fragment is a magic weapon or a spiritual treasure fragment is very small."

Yang Qing rubbed his left arm lightly, and said secretly, "You old boy really came here to embarrass me", and his face couldn't help but be slightly gloomy.

The eyes of the monks were hot and the sense of injustice subsided.

"Little friend, do you look at this fragment like a brushstroke?" Ai Lao asked with a slight smile.

"Stroke?" Yang Qing was puzzled, not knowing what he meant, and his calm face eased slightly.

"The pen is like a knife!" Ai Lao no longer asked, but said with a little solemnity, "The old man thinks that this fragment is not the tip of the knife at all, but the edge of the pen"

Ignoring everyone's suspicious looks, Ai Lao said to himself, "A monk who cultivates to the heavens has unimaginable magical powers, not to mention the collapse of the sky and the earth in every gesture, and has the ability to turn decay into magic."

"It's very likely that this fragment is not a fragment of a magic weapon, a spiritual treasure, or even a magic weapon, but a stroke of a word, a pen stroke!"

Yang Qing's face was cold, and he was as shocked as the other monks.

"The old man guesses that an unfathomable monk carved a word into the rock wall, and this fragment is the rock that has been peeled off by the brush," Ai Lao said aloud word by word, obviously shocked in his heart.

This wild speculation, when people were shocked, they didn't believe it very much, but the shape of this fragment was similar to the blade of a knife, but what kind of rock has such magic, what realm of monks has such strength.

But if you think about it carefully, there is such a possibility, this fragment has no formation patterns, only lines and vein-like holes, and Ai Lao judged that its material seems to be ore.

Yang Qing stared straight at the fragment in Ai Lao's hand, his head was a little foggy, and he came back to his senses after a while, and then thought again, whether it was a fragment of a magic weapon or a spiritual treasure, or a one-word pen, it couldn't change the fact that the fragment was useless, secretly laughed at himself, and calmly asked, "Ai Lao, how much is this fragment worth?"

Seeing that Yang Qing had regained his composure so quickly, Ai Lao's eyes flashed with surprise, he stroked his snow-white beard, and said with a positive color, "The fragment has no research value, what about the monk, it is rare to collect and enjoy it, only it has value for independent defense, but the shape is too small to recognize the master, nor can it be a weapon, and it will cut the skin if you hold it in the palm of your hand, and it is worth about a hundred spirit stones."

"In Luoji City, there will be no higher prices," Ai Lao said with certainty.

The 'Hundred Spirit Stones' obviously surprised many monks, it was the price of a medium-grade magic weapon, this fast fragment was so precious, I couldn't help but be jealous again, and my eyes were hot.

"Xie Ai Lao appraisal, this thing is a friend of the next friend, and it cannot be traded with Jianbao Zhai" I was very satisfied with this value, but I couldn't sell it, so I said calmly.

He didn't feel sorry for the deal, and said again, "Ai Lao, how much does the appraisal cost?"

"It's okay, it's useless when the fragments arrive at Jianbao Zhai, there is no intention to buy it, and there is no need for appraisal fees," Ai Lao said disapprovingly.

This made Yang Qing feel embarrassed, the previous 'Brother Guang' appraisal was suspected of coping with the matter, but even if he checked it carefully, it was almost the same result, and Ai Lao personally appraised it, so that Yang Qing's dissatisfaction with Jianbao Zhai had disappeared.

It is a rule to pay a spirit stone after appreciating the treasure, and it is not good for him to take out a spirit stone after Ai Lao's identity.

"Hehe, if Xiaoyou is embarrassed, then do things according to the rules, my Zhai Baozhai's children are not careful, the old man has made up for him, in this way, the cost of treasure appreciation is a spirit stone" Ai Lao smiled slightly and said indifferently.

Yang Qing secretly praised Ai Lao's famous affairs, thinking that he was the heart of a villain before, turned over and took out a spirit stone, bowed down and offered it with both hands.

Ai Lao took the spirit stone and put it on the table casually, turned around and held on to the stairs, climbed the stairs, and threw down a sentence lightly, "Treasure appreciation needs to be cautious, don't smash the signboard of Jianbao Zhai"

No matter what the treasure connoisseurs in the hall thought in their hearts, they all respectfully said yes, and the monks present all paid homage to Ai Lao.

Yang Qing glanced at the 'Brother Guang' whose face was neither red nor white, retrieved the fragments and put them in the Sumeru gourd to see Ai Lao walk into the second floor, and then walked towards the door, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, although the origin of the fragments is becoming more and more confused, but the value is already clear.

The originally suspended treasure appraisal restarted, and just as Yang Qing walked to the threshold, there was another quarrel in the hall.

Yang Qing had no intention of watching the excitement, but when he heard the voice, he became interested, turned around, and leaned against the door frame to look at the two arguing.

The two monks who were arguing fiercely were not bystanders, one was the sturdy young man who pushed Yang Qing's shoulder, and the other was the thin monk behind Yang Qing.

It's not for anything else, it's because the young man with a strong physique is acquainted with 'Brother Guang' and wants to cut the queue to learn the treasure first.

The slender monk would not have seen him in the past. But when I saw the young man with a strong physique being shaken away by Yang Qing before, if he retreated at this time, he would be very cowardly in comparison.

And they quarreled with him.

The young man with a strong physique is quite arrogant, and he is still unreasonable to distinguish three points when cutting in line, if it weren't for the cold reprimand of 'Brother Guang', he would have reached out to beat someone at this time.

Many monks watched coldly, and only those behind the thin monks complained dissatisfied.

"You two leave quickly, where do you think Jianbao Zhai, so rude, I won't appreciate the treasure for the two of you again" 'Brother Guang' was annoyed and reprimanded, such things often happen, in the past, one eye was closed, and rarely stopped, after all, as long as one party retreated, it would be fine.

But today is different, his behavior has caused Ai Lao's dissatisfaction, and he can no longer lead to incidents.