Since he was going to Panyuan early the next morning, and after finalizing some details with Brother Gang, Su Xiaofan hung up the video.
"Well, is the jade pendant cultivation finished?"
Just when Su Xiaofan lay back on the bed after taking a shower, several messages suddenly popped up in his mind, and the dragon-shaped jade pendant that had disappeared for a few days also reappeared around his neck.
[Repair value: 106 points!]
[Dragon-shaped jade pendant of Han Dynasty: mid-level magical weapon, irreparable!]
"Sure enough, through cultivation, the loss of repair value can be reduced."
Looking at the information in his mind, Su Xiaofan understood the function of Yun Yang Pond.
In addition to cultivating ordinary artifacts into magical artifacts, the accumulation pool can also repair damaged magical artifacts.
Unlike instant repair, which requires a large amount of repair value, although the accumulation pool takes a little longer, the repair value required is ten times less.
"What is the use of this magic weapon?"
Su Xiaofan took the jade pendant off his neck and rubbed it in his hands. After being nourished, the luster of the jade pendant seemed to be more moisturized.
But apart from knowing about this mid-level magic weapon, Su Xiaofan knew nothing about its other functions.
"Do you want to ask Uncle Jing tomorrow?"
Although Uncle Jing didn't say why he went to Panyuan, Su Xiaofan knew what he was doing.
Apart from the string of Rudraksha, what else would make Uncle Jing come off Yanjing TV’s program and make a special trip to Pan Garden.’
The on-site appraisal this afternoon made Su Xiaofan very mentally drained.
After pondering the function of the magic weapon for a while, Su Xiaofan fell into a deep sleep.
…
Su Xiaofan got up at around six o'clock the next day, washed himself and went to have breakfast.
The car stopped in front of the hotel at eight o'clock.
With the driver around, Jing Shizhen didn't say much along the way, but his eyes would glance at the Rudraksha on Su Xiaofan's wrist from time to time.
"Uncle Jing, is there something wrong with this bracelet?"
Su Xiaofan asked knowingly: "This thing is just a good deal, why should we make a trip?"
Standing at the gate of Panyuan, Su Xiaofan looked at Jing Shizhen beside him and couldn't help but smile.
Today, Jing Shizhen not only wears sunglasses, but also wears a large mask, covering her entire face tightly.
As a celebrity in the antiques industry, tourists may not necessarily know Jing Shizhen, but those who set up stalls in Pan Yuan most likely know him.
"This is a magic weapon!"
Everyone came to Panyuan, and Jing Shizhen no longer tucked it away.
"Pan Yuan has produced magic weapons before, but it is unlikely to appear at a stall selling literary toys, so I want to come over and have a look."
Jing Shizhen was very puzzled. He never thought that Su Xiaofan had not picked up anything in the past two days, but he had picked up a magic weapon.
"Magical weapon?"
Su Xiaofan's face showed a look of shock at the right time.
"Uncle Jing, how much is this magical weapon worth?"
"I asked you, kid, why do you always use money to measure everything?"
Jing Shizhen glared at Su Xiaofan angrily, "This is a magic weapon. Can you buy it with money?"
"Uncle Jing, I bought it for one thousand and eighty yuan." Su Xiaofan said weakly.
"I……"
Jing Shizhen was so choked that she almost couldn't breathe. Su Xiaofan said there was nothing wrong with it, and it was indeed bought with money.
"Uncle Jing, what exactly does the magic weapon do? I think you and Mr. Zhao both value this thing."
Su Xiaofan asked. He had been holding this question in his mind for a long time.
From Su Xiaofan's point of view, the magic weapon seemed to have some effect when he saw the ghost smashing the wall. The rest of the time, it was just an ordinary accessory.
"this……"
Jing Shizhen hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I can't tell you right now. Let's wait until you get started."
"Uncle Jing, how did you recognize the magic weapon?"
Su Xiaofan continued to ask: "I think this bracelet is no different from ordinary Rudraksha."
"This... we have to wait until you get started."
Jing Shizhen still shook her head, "Let's go, first go to the stall where you bought this bracelet."
"Mysterious."
Su Xiaofan muttered, but still walked into Pan Garden with Jing Shizhen.
"Uncle Jing, this is the stall, but it seems the boss hasn't come yet."
When Su Xiaofan came to the cultural and entertainment stall where he bought the bracelet, he found that this person had not left the stall yet.
"Today's young people are becoming more and more lazy."
"I used to come to Panyuan at four or five o'clock. There was a ghost market there and the most good things were there."
"Uncle Jing, there are no ghost markets everywhere now."
There are few people who have been in the antique market who don't know about the ghost market. Of course, Su Xiaofan is very clear about the ghost market mentioned by Jing Shizhen.
Ghost markets originated very early, and existed in various places in the late Qing Dynasty.
The reason why it is called a ghost market does not mean that you are trading with ghosts, but because most of the things sold in the ghost market are from shady sources and cannot be seen during the day.
In addition, the ghost market stalls usually open at four or five o'clock in the morning.
At that time, the moon had just disappeared and the sun had not yet come out. The entire market was filled with silhouettes of people, like ghosts.
Moreover, in previous transactions in the ghost market, both parties did not speak, but negotiated the price by holding hands.
There was no sound, and there were ghosts. The huge market was looming in the night, so it was called a ghost market.
In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China and the 1970s and 1980s, ghost markets still existed in various places.
However, because there are a lot of stolen goods in the ghost market, the relevant departments cracked down on it several times and it gradually disappeared.
"Hey, Uncle Jing, the boss is here."
While Su Xiaofan was chatting with Uncle Jing, he saw the stall owner who had previously sold him a Rudraksha bracelet walking over carrying a box.
"Brother, do you still want to buy some toys?"
Seeing Su Xiaofan standing in front of his stall, the boss raised his hand and said hello.
"The best thing I have is this string of diamonds."
The stall owner pointed to the bracelet on Su Xiaofan's wrist, "Other handicaps last for a short time and are not as good as this one, but it's not much different."
"Boss, can I ask, did you buy this bracelet yourself, or did you get it from other channels?"
Before Su Xiaofan could speak, Jing Shizhen asked.
"Hey, what do you mean?"
The stall owner, who was about thirty years old, suddenly became anxious when he heard Jing Shizhen's words.
"Who in Panyuan doesn't know that I, Liu Laoer, play all my games myself!"
"I, Liu Laoer, never do anything like cooking, cooking or frying. If you regret it, I will give you your money back."
Liu Laoer thought that Su Xiaofan had brought someone to find the back account, so he started shouting on the spot.
Seeing several unkind looks coming from around him, Su Xiaofan couldn't help but laugh.
This scene is so familiar. When I used to set up a stall in Luochuan, I would encounter it several times a day.
I'm afraid Uncle Jing hasn't been to the market for a long time, so he offended the other party's taboo by speaking carelessly.
"No, that's not what you mean!"
Seeing that she had misunderstood, Jing Shizhen said quickly: "I'm not here to return the goods to you. I just want to buy a few strings of Rudraksha of the same quality to give away. I want to ask if you still have them."
"Hey, if you didn't tell me earlier, brothers, everything is fine..."
Liu Laoer waved his hands around and opened the box in front of him.
"There are two more strings of similar quality. Can you take a look?"
Liu Laoer took out two bunches of Rudraksha in a sealed bag and said, "I don't care about these two bunches anymore. If you want to buy them, I'll give you a cheaper price."
Jing Shizhen took the two strings of diamonds and twisted them with her fingers, with a look of disappointment on her face.
"Isn't there something better? Just like the one on his hand?"
"These two bunches are not bad. They are both imported from Nepal. Look, don't they have the same luster and color?"
Liu Laoer worked hard to promote his literary toys, but Jing Shizhen became more and more disappointed.
"Let's go!"
Jing Shizhen shook her head at Su Xiaofan, turned and left.
"Uncle Jing, what's wrong?"
Su Xiaofan followed, "Aren't those two strings magic weapons?"
"no."
Jing Shizhen looked at Su Xiaofan's wrist, his face full of confusion.
"Uncle Jing, where did this magical weapon come from?"
Su Xiaofan found that it seemed that he had been dealing with magic weapons ever since he was electrocuted.
"There are many ways."
Jing Shizhen did not shirk the blame this time, and said as he walked: "With the blessing of the eminent monk's will, it can form a magical weapon.
Putting the utensils in a special environment and cultivating them can also become magical utensils.
Another way is to add formations during refining to make a magic weapon. This kind of magic weapon is stronger than the above two.
In addition, there may be some reasons for the formation of magic weapons, but I don’t know about them..."
Seeing that Su Xiaofan seemed to want to ask more questions, Jing Shizhen waved his hand and said: "Don't ask, I will explain it to you after the TV program is finished recording.
You kid is also weird, I don’t see any luck in you, how come you either picked up something missing or picked up a magic weapon?"
Jing Shizhen also didn’t know much about the reason for the formation of the magical artifact.
Just like the Rudraksha Bodhi on Su Xiaofan's wrist, Jing Shizhen didn't know how it became a magical weapon.
"Maybe Ji Tai will come."
Su Xiaofan curled his lips when he heard this, "I was quite unlucky before. I was either in a car accident or received an electric shock. I should have some luck."
"Well, it's really possible. I'll teach you the exercises later, and you can try them out."
Jing Shizhen wanted to accept Su Xiaofan as her disciple, so she naturally asked about him.
What Su Xiaofan didn't know was that Jing Shizhen had asked someone to ask his class teacher about what happened when he was in junior high school and high school.
Jing Shizhen also knew everything about the car accident a few years ago and the electric shock incident not long ago.
"Kung Fu? What Kung Fu?"
Su Xiaofan was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
"Uncle Jing, are you talking about Kung Fu or Kung Fu?
The difference is huge, Kung Fu is for strengthening the body, but can Kung Fu be used to cultivate immortality?"
"You kid, you must have read too many novels."
Jing Shizhen said angrily: "The exercises can also strengthen the body, but they are just a little more effective than the Tai Chi and Bagua on the market."
"Is it that longevity skill you talked about last time?" Su Xiaofan thought of a word he heard when chatting with Uncle Jing last time.
"It's a health-preserving skill." Uncle Jing corrected Su Xiaofan.
"Yes, yes, it's a health-preserving skill."
Su Xiaofan said enthusiastically: "Uncle Jing, I heard that cultivating immortals has to start from an early age. I'm already over 20 years old, is it still too late?"
"Can you shut your mouth?"
Listening to Su Xiaofan chattering behind her, Jing Shizhen suddenly regretted her decision to accept her apprentice.