Ye Xuan threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind and came to the cauldron in the palace.
The tripod was bronze in color and carved with various scenes such as insects, fish, animals, and numerous landscapes and trees. Although it looked simple and rough, it was lifelike, and even gave Ye Xuan a sense of wild and ancient feeling coming towards him.
Feeling of breath.
Ye Xuan frowned slightly, pulled out half of the yellowing finger-thick incense stick in the cauldron, held it in his hand and smelled it. A strong scent of sandalwood entered the body along the nostrils, flowed throughout the body, and went straight to the brain.
Ye Xuan's body was shaken, and he felt refreshed at this moment, and his mind seemed to have a sense of clarity.
"It is rumored that some big sects use some incense to make their disciples have a clear mind when practicing martial arts. It is true!" Ye Xuan looked surprised, and then he became excited and overjoyed.
The effect of this half stick of incense is not found in Yunxiao Sect. It is absolutely priceless. It is absolutely effective for warriors to understand martial arts and resist inner demons, and is worth a lot of money!
Immediately he flipped it over with one hand, and a box as white as jade appeared in his hand. He put the remaining incense into it carefully and put it into the ring.
At this time, Ye Xuan carefully looked at the cauldron in front of him.
Ye Xuan touched his chin and pressed his palm on the cauldron. The energy in his body flowed into the cauldron along the palm of his hand. After a long time, the cauldron emitted a bright green light, and silver spiritual patterns appeared on the cauldron's body, like silk.
The cauldron is wrapped like a net.
One, two, five, ten, twenty...
Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, and he began to carefully identify the number of these spiritual patterns. After a while, when the number of spiritual patterns was no longer displayed on the cauldron, Ye Xuan muttered to himself, "It is actually an eighth-grade top-level spiritual tripod, better than Cang Lei."
The grade of the sword is slightly higher by one spiritual pattern!"
Ye Xuan's face showed a trace of solemnity. He was very surprised. What kind of existence was the land of Beiqiong a long time ago? The incense cauldron placed in any palace was a top-level priceless treasure of the eighth grade. If this was in Nanzhou
At the auction, it will definitely sell for a sky-high price!
"It turns out to be the Nine Yang Cauldron." Ye Xuan smiled slightly when he saw a few small characters engraved on one side of the cauldron. He had been thinking about refining a natal spiritual weapon like a cauldron, but this cauldron was just inspected.
I found that it wasn't very suitable for me, so it was okay for temporary use.
Under the control of Yuanli, the cauldron quickly shrank in size, and finally turned into a palm-sized cauldron, which was put away by Ye Xuan.
At this moment, Mu Hai excitedly walked out of the side door filled with water energy, holding a large blue crystal in his hand.
"This is...?" Ye Xuan frowned slightly, feeling the majestic water element from this crystal that was as big as a head.
"Mr. Ye, do you know what this is? The water energy I feel is emanating from this object. I think it must be a valuable treasure!" Mu Hai was excited but also a little confused.
Ye Xuan looked at the amethyst stone for a moment, then suddenly his expression changed, he nodded and smiled, and said, "I know what it is."
"What is it?" Mu Hai asked hurriedly.
"It is a Yuanshui stone. If you put it into a water lake, it can absorb water elemental energy. If a water spirit practitioner practices beside it, it can increase your speed by three to four times!"
Ye Xuan also learned about this thing from Cang Mozi's memory, because one of Cang Mozi's sons was a water martial spirit user, and he once got a piece of it, but because it was a disappearing item, it expired after two years of use.
"Sure enough, as I thought, he really helps us water martial spirit practitioners in our cultivation!" Mu Hai was extremely excited, but then he looked at Ye Xuan with a little uneasiness.
"Put it away, this thing belongs to you." Ye Xuan said, and walked to another side door.
Looking at Ye Xuan's back, Mu Hai bowed and bowed. Although the Yuan Shui Stone was of no use to Ye Xuan and could only be sold for some Yuan Stone, it was a priceless treasure to Mu Hai.
Ye Xuan entered the side hall and sighed. The hall was empty, there was nothing except a picture scroll hanging on one side of the wall.
In the scroll, there is a figure wearing a green monk's robe, holding a snow-white whisk in one hand and a purple gourd in the other hand. There is a black duck following this figure's leg.
"Damn it." When Ye Xuan saw the duck in the painting, he suddenly remembered something that made him quite angry. When he entered the Karma Pond, he chose a black iron box, and there was a black iron box painted on it.
The same black duck?
With a flash of black light in Ye Xuan's hand, he took out the black box and wanted to compare it to see if the two black ducks were the same.
But I felt quite annoyed and depressed. There were so many treasures to choose from, and I actually chose a black box whose purpose I didn't know and which couldn't be opened.
But the moment the black box appeared in Ye Xuan's hand, something happened!
I saw that the black duck on the ordinary picture scroll actually flashed with black light, as if it was alive. In a flash, it turned into a black light and disappeared into the black box in Ye Xuan's hand. The speed was so fast that Ye Xuan was stunned.
Xuandu didn't have the slightest chance to react.
Ye Xuan was stunned, and the next moment, the black box that he had not opened before actually shook slightly when the black light entered it. Then the lid of the box opened with a click, and a black shadow emerged from the box.
Flash out of the box.
"Wow, how long have I been here? Kids, why don't you get ready to wash yourself up? I'm going on a date with the pineapple fairy." A voice suddenly sounded.
Ye Xuan was startled, startled, and shouted, "Who!?"
"Look, I am standing in front of you. Yes, yes, lower your head and welcome me back." A voice like a drake's throat sounded again.
This time Ye Xuan heard the sound coming from under his feet. When he looked in a low voice, his eyes suddenly widened. It turned out to be that ugly duck with a black painting?
There is no difference between this duck and other ducks, and there is no demonic power flowing on it. If it is different... ugly! It is so ugly! Ye Xuan dares to swear to God, he has never seen such an ugly duck.
It has to be like a ball.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you kneel down to greet me? You've never seen me look like a tree in the wind... Oops! Bang!" Before the black duck could finish speaking, Ye Xuan flew out with a kick and kicked it out, causing it to fall more than ten meters.
Far.
"I actually chose a useless duck to make duck soup for today."