Only then did Ling Chuxi understand why Pavilion Master Meng gave up so easily. Facing the six mysterious royal families and the daughter of the head of the family, the children of those rich and well-established families would lose the courage to pursue them. Master Meng Pavilion was not immune to this either.
"Back then, I was obsessed with cultivation. I didn't want to stay in Danxin Pavilion. But it was because of her words that I finally stayed. After all, it has been dozens of years." Thinking of the past, Master Meng Pavilion still sighed with emotion.
One sentence.
Ling Chuxi could see that she already had a deep love for that woman, otherwise she would not have stayed in Danxin Pavilion because of her persuasion. She just knew that she was not worthy of her, so she hid this feeling deep in her heart.
"Master Meng Pavilion, so you know where the Dongfang clan is?" Ling Chuxi asked curiously.
"What, you want to go to the Eastern Clan?" Pavilion Master Meng asked.
"No, I used to have a friend who was from the Dongfang clan." When saying this, Ling Chuxi looked at Huangfu Qingjue. He didn't have many friends, but Dongfang Yi was one of them. Strictly speaking,
Come on, maybe that's his only friend besides himself.
"If you want to meet people from the Dongfang clan, it's not difficult. There will always be a chance." The corner of Pavilion Master Meng's mouth showed an unpredictable smile again.
This person just can't stand praise. Ling Chuxi just secretly praised Meng Pavilion Master for being so refreshing this time. Who would have expected that he would revert to his old ways so quickly and start to play tricks on him, and he couldn't help but curled his lips quietly.
Knowing the bad habits of such people, if they don't want to talk, you can't pry their mouths open even with a steel pry, so Ling Chuxi simply didn't bother to ask and followed him forward.
Ling Chuxi suddenly stopped. On a long table in front of her, there was a dead tree root. Because the tree was too old, traces of insects and ants could be seen everywhere on the gray-white withered root.
Seeing Ling Chuxi stop, Pavilion Master Meng and others also stopped and looked at the dead branch.
Zhou Shilong walked past a few people, noticed their gazes, smiled coldly, and sarcastically said in his heart: If you can see something, what use are we treasure appraisers?"
"Master, please stay. I have a treasure of heaven and earth that I would like you to appraise." At this time, a middle-aged man behind the long table said to Zhou Shilong with a sincere expression.
"Oh, are you talking about this section of tree roots?" Zhou Shilong, who had seen this kind of scene many times, asked with the master's airs.
"Master Zhou is right. I just want to ask your hometown to help identify this rare treasure." The middle-aged man said quickly.
"You should know the rules of our appraisers, right?" Zhou Shilong glanced at Pavilion Master Meng with some pride and asked. He was ready to show off with some style.
"I know, I know, other treasure appraisers charge five hundred spirit stones each time, and ask Master Zhou to take action, each time it is a thousand five-color spirit stones." The middle-aged man took out his storage bag and poured out a thousand five-color spirit stones.
The spirit stone was handed over to Zhou Shilong, and he added, "I have asked several other appraisers to identify it before. They all said that this is just an ordinary tree root, but it is contaminated with a little spirit grass aura, so it looks a little different, but I don't think so.
I still don’t quite believe it. I risked my life to snatch this from a ferocious spirit beast. How could it be just an ordinary tree root? I also ask Master Zhou to help me identify it.”