Chapter 13 The exchange area of Mysterious Ancient Pictures is, to put it bluntly, similar to a grocery market. Everyone who is going to exchange items almost squats in one place, puts a piece of cloth next to them, and arranges the items they want to exchange in a row.
come out.
Qin Yi, who was about to leave, turned back, slowed down and looked around. Since Ying Tian sensed a familiar aura here, there must be his reasons.
But Qin Yi didn't know what could make Yingtian react like this, so he looked at the items placed next to each other out of curiosity.
Most of the items placed on the ground for exchange are magical weapons, but the grades are not very high. This is normal. Generally, anyone who takes out a good magical weapon can exchange it at will, unless he is stupid.
Magical weapons, like weapons, naturally have their own levels. In the world of cultivation, one spiritual weapon is the dominant one, and it is divided into four grades: low-grade spiritual weapons, middle-grade spiritual weapons, high-grade spiritual weapons, and top-grade spiritual weapons.
Of course, there are magic weapons that transcend spiritual weapons, just like fairy weapons. As far as the world of cultivation is concerned, although it is vast, it is not that simple to find a few fairy weapons. Except for some sects with a relatively deep foundation that may exist, then
They hide it deep and deep.
We do not rule out the possibility of some ruins. The roots of the existence of the cultivation world can no longer be found, and no one knows its vastness. There are also many relics from ancient times. It depends on whether you have that
Just chance.
Isn't there a saying that goes well? In the world of cultivation, even if you are chased by your enemies, as long as you don't die, even if you walk into a mountain stream or a deep cave, you will have a chance to obtain a peerless death.
"Old man, is your sense wrong?" After turning around again, there was no reaction from Ying Tian inside the knife, which meant that he did not sense that breath again during this time.
"No, that breath just exploded for a moment. Now it's quiet again. I'm still wondering. Please look around again!" came Ying Tian's suspicious voice.
Just when Qin Yi didn't think it was interesting, an interesting scene happened in front of him.
A sloppy old man was walking around holding a bag of things in his hands. As for what was in it, Qin Yi had no idea because he had wrapped it with a half-sized white cloth.
Everywhere the sloppy old man went with the bag of things, he was chased away by other people. Then these people covered their noses and muttered, and some of the hot-tempered ones even started to insult him.
However, the sloppy old man was not angry because of this, and still looked around for a place to set up his stall with a smile.
Qin Yi chuckled, it was a bit funny here, people must not let him get close because of their bad smell. After a while, the old man came to Qin Yi.
Seeing that Qin Yi's entire body was covered by a black cloak, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Little brother, can I set up a stall next to you?"
Qin Yi's fingers trembled slightly. He was disguised through meditation. Even without the cover of Yingtian's soul power, it would be difficult for ordinary people to see. However, the old man in front of him has a poisonous eye. It can be seen at a glance that he is not very old.
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"Old man, what should we do?"
"What are you afraid of? Take a look first and then talk."
Now that Ying Tian said this, Qin Yi felt a little confident. After being seen by others, there was no point in pretending anymore. Qin Yi immediately smiled and said, "Old sir, your eyes are really poisonous?"
The sloppy old man smiled slightly, and naturally understood what Qin Yi was referring to. He didn't pay attention to it, and then said, "You should pay attention when walking outside, not to mention that the black market is already extremely chaotic."
"Haha, what the old gentleman said is absolutely true, that junior is presumptuous!" Qin Yi clasped his fists and laughed.
The sloppy old man waved his hand, "No problem, no problem!"
After saying that, the sloppy old man ignored Qin Yi and blew on the ground casually, then sat down and spread out the package he had been holding on the ground.
As soon as the package was opened, a pungent smell wafted into Qin Yi's nose. Only then did he realize that this was the reason why those people didn't let the sloppy old man set up a stall nearby.
Qin Yi frowned slightly when he saw something with a pungent smell. He didn't recognize it. It was just a herb, like dry tree bark.
Next to the bark-like herbs, there are several bottles and jars, each containing some pills and the like. Could this sloppy old man be an alchemist?
Qin Yi was not sure, but he was sure that the old man in front of him should be a master. Although his appearance was not impressive, he could see his disguise at a glance, so his strength should be quite high.
After trying several times, Qin Yicai asked with a smile, "Is the old gentleman an alchemist?"
Hearing this, the sloppy old man remained silent and fiddled with the medicines on the stall. After he had finished sorting everything in his hands, he raised his head and looked at Qin Yi.
After a while, he slowly said, "Yes, I am an alchemist."
Alchemist is a profession with a small number of people in the world of cultivation, and as mentioned before, to become an alchemist, one must have a necessary condition, which is to cultivate true fire in the body.
I really can’t tell that this sloppy old man in front of me is still an alchemist?
Suddenly, a wave of soul surged out of the knife. Could it be that the old man discovered that aura that was familiar to him?
"Old man, what's wrong?"
"Picture, that's the picture!" Ying Tian's voice was trembling.
After thousands of lives, now I can feel the aura of his period here, how can I not make Ying Tian excited?
Qin Yi took a closer look and saw that the piece of simple white cloth under the elixir placed by the sloppy old man looked like an unknown picture. Could it be that this thing really existed in ancient times? Qin Yi glanced at it suspiciously.
Following Qin Yi's gaze, the sloppy old man also looked at the ancient picture on the ground. Although he knew that Qin Yi was a young man pretending to be a young man, he couldn't see his expression, and he didn't know why this young man behaved like this.
I am interested in this broken picture.
This ancient picture was obtained by chance by a sloppy old man. He spent a lot of time researching it but could not figure out its origin. The paintings above are nothing more than some landscapes. Although the painter is wonderful, he did not sense anything useful from it.
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Could it be that this boy recognized this picture? The sloppy old man also felt a trace of doubt in his heart.
"Old man, is it really that bad picture? Why don't I see anything special about it?" If Ying Tian hadn't been so sure, Qin Yi would definitely not have been able to discover the strangeness of this picture.
The sloppy old man in front of him is much stronger than Qin Yi, and he is also an alchemist. In addition to having true fire in his body, the alchemist also has extremely powerful soul power. Even he can't figure out this picture. Then
I wonder how Qin Yi could figure it out.
"Nonsense, change that picture back!"
After a slight hesitation, Qin Yi calmed down. He knelt down, reached out and touched the ancient picture, then looked up at the sloppy old man and said with a smile, "Old sir, can you exchange this picture for me?"
Sure enough, this kid really knows this picture, so this thing is still a treasure. The sloppy old man didn't speak for a while, pretending to squint his eyes deeply.
Seeing this, Qin Yi frowned slightly. Could it be that this old man also knew what was unusual about this picture? Impossible. If he knew, he would definitely not waste it like this.
Humph! Since this is the barter area, the old man must be bartering. Maybe he is afraid that I won’t be able to get something that is proportional. That’s not right. Could it be that he is deliberately defrauding me? Wait, you must not do that.
Let him figure it out!
"How about it, old sir, can this picture be exchanged for a junior?" Qin Yi smiled softly.
"No change!" The sloppy old man replied simply without taking away the water.
"Oh, forget it. Originally, I saw that this picture is similar to what my master usually draws, and I wanted to change it back to make him happy. Since the old gentleman doesn't want to change it, forget it!" Qin Yi waved his hand, acting very free and easy.
But my heart is beating a drum.
The sloppy old man frowned slightly. Is it really what this kid said? He can't see the origin of this ancient picture? I have been studying this ancient picture for almost three years, but I can't see any clues in it. Is it really worthless?
broken picture.
The sloppy old man was calculating while Qin Yidao pretended not to care. He reached out and rummaged through the bottles and jars in the picture, and occasionally put them to his nose to smell them, looking nonchalant.
"Hey! For the sake of your filial piety, the old man will give it to you in exchange! But you can't let me suffer," the sloppy old man said with a look of regret.
Qin Yi felt happy in his heart. He slowly picked up the ancient picture and shook it in front of the sloppy old man. Then he shook his head and sighed, "Hey! I looked at this picture first and it still looks a bit like it. Why is it so different?"
It doesn’t look like it at first glance, that’s all! I don’t know if it will make him happy.”
Seeing Qin Yi's funny look, Ying Tian in the knife couldn't help but laugh. This kid really got an advantage and acted like a good boy.
"Come on, old sir, I got this herb by chance. Since you are an alchemist, you should know it, and it will be more useful to you." As he said that, Qin Yi put a marrow-washing herb in his storage bag.
Take it out and lower it to the sloppy old man.
"Marrow-washing grass!" The sloppy old man was delighted. It seemed that this exchange was not a loss.
Taking the marrow-washing grass, the sloppy old man hurriedly put it into his storage bag, and then hurriedly pulled Qin Yi to pay the handling fee. The latter smiled bitterly, this old man was more anxious than me, what an idiot.
