The first thousand three hundred and seventy-ninth chapters are very honest
The rest of the people still don't know Xia Qingchen's appraisal power, let alone why Yun Hua Xin is so reluctant to stay.
However, even the arrogant Han Xiangdong did not stop him, and they were even more inconvenient to interrupt, so they all accepted the invitation.
Xia Qingchen followed suit and said: "Since you are all so enthusiastic about inviting me, if Xia doesn't join, it will be disrespectful. Okay, I'll join!"
A group of people who had survived the disaster moved to the Guanhai Pavilion, formed a circle and sat cross-legged.
Yun Huaxin took out an incense burner, inserted three sticks of incense tea, put his hands together, and prayed for the countless compatriots who died in this expedition: "May you be reborn in bliss and the next life without sorrow, be so kind."
The others suppressed their smiles and closed their eyes in silence.
Ten of them went on an adventure, but in the end, only five of them returned, and more than half of them died!
Xia Qingchen's eyes were dull, and an imperceptible trace of vicissitudes of life flashed past.
The road to martial arts has always been like this.
Survival and death coexist, prosperity and death coexist, crisis and prosperity coexist.
He closed his eyes and mourned in silence. After one stick of incense, the incense went out and his mourning was exhausted.
Yun Huaxin put away the incense burner and said quietly: "I initiated this expedition. I have an unshirkable responsibility for their deaths. If their families are on the island, please inform them to come to me."
"At least, I can compensate them with some Black Moon coins and make them feel better."
A woman admired: "Miss Yun is so noble and upright, I admire her!"
Xia Qingchen nodded secretly. Although this woman was extremely narcissistic and disgusting, she was blameless in this regard.
"Okay, let's get started, I'll go first." Yun Huaxin took out two things.
One is a slender wooden stick similar to chopsticks, but longer than normal chopsticks, and the other is a mirror. Both are bronze statues, but there is no mirror surface.
When the others saw it, they all looked around, not knowing what the two things in front of them were.
Yun Huaxin looked directly at Xia Qingchen: "Mr. Xia, can you help me clear up my doubts?"
She raised her chopsticks and said curiously: "You say they are chopsticks, but they are slightly different. You say they are not, but they look very similar."
Xia Qingchen glanced at it roughly and recalled: "They are chopsticks, but they are not for picking vegetables."
Everyone listened curiously, if chopsticks are not for picking up vegetables, what are they for?
"Oh?" Yun Hua's heart skipped a beat. Xia Qingchen actually recognized him and said happily: "Master Xia, please tell me."
Xia Qingchen wrote lightly: "This is what the God King uses to clamp the sun, moon and stars."
ah?
Yun Huaxin stared blankly at the chopsticks in front of him, full of surprise: "How about holding the sun, moon and stars?"
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like something with such divine power?
Xia Qingchen seemed to know everything about heaven: "The God King no longer eats anything in the world, he only feeds on the sun, moon and stars."
"This chopstick comes from the boundless sacred tree in the God Realm. It can change in length for hundreds of millions of miles. When used by the God King, it can pick up the sun, moon and stars in the sky.
Everyone was astonished when they heard it, as if they were children listening to ancient fairy tales.
For the first time, they learned that the God-King in the sky ate the sun, moon and stars.
"Then it can become longer?" Yun Huaxin shook it excitedly, but there was no change in the chopsticks.
Xia Qingchen smiled: "In the hands of mortals, they are just ordinary chopsticks, only slightly hard and difficult to break. Only in the hands of the God King can they be ever-changing."
A basin of cold water made Yun Hua disappointed and unwilling.
But if you think about it carefully, how could she, a mortal, use the God King's treasure?
"What about the mirror?" Yun Hua turned to look at the second item.
Xia Qingchen looked over, feeling a little unfamiliar. He didn't remember that he had used this mirror.
Just like the Yuefengxian rice wooden box that was also found near the abyss, he also didn't remember that he had used a similar box.
Thinking about it, those things were all used by Ningshuang and should have been stored in his palace.
"It's a mirror." Xia Qingchen gently pressed her fingers on the mirror's handle.
The bronze statues on both sides each shine with a ray of light, intertwining in the air, forming a beautiful and luxurious silhouette.
It was a woman wearing a hundred-foot-long bright red phoenix dress, standing alone in the starry sky.
She turns her back to all living beings, with the sun and moon as her road, the nine heavens as her earth, and her rustling back in red clothes stunning time and space!
Everyone couldn't see her face clearly, but they could imagine that she must be a stunning phoenix girl!
Even though Yun Huaxin, who thought she had an unparalleled temperament, suddenly felt small, ugly and ashamed when facing the woman in the image.
The rest of the people couldn't take their eyes away, as if their minds were trapped in the image and couldn't extricate themselves.
Until Xia Qingchen calmly said to himself: "The gap in the ruins means a corner of time. This mirror can freeze the image of the last time I looked in the mirror until it is opened again."
Xia Qingchen was talking, but her eyes were closed.
Because he didn't want to see the woman in the mirror again.
There is no one else but Ningshuang in the mirror.
Moreover, that red dress was the wedding dress that he personally put on for her.
Time has passed. Thousands of years later, the love of the past has long since become a poison that penetrates the intestines, making Xia Qingchen feel painful.
He retracted his fingers and collected the infused divinity, and the image of Ningshuang stopped abruptly.
"This mirror can only be opened by gods." Xia Qingchen said, "It is useless in the hands of mortals."
Yun Hua was inevitably disappointed and sighed: "We mortals shouldn't worry about the things of the God King."
The others took out their own things in turn.
Not surprisingly, those were all sundries that Xia Qingchen had used before. Although they were forged from materials that did not exist in the world, they had no real power.
In other words, even if there is one, it is not available to mortals.
The four people, including Yun Huaxin, all felt that their work was in vain, they took great risks, and all they got in the end were useless things just for viewing.
The disappointment is evident.
The others were still like this. Han Xiangdong, who only picked up a round bead, looked at the crimson-red ninth-grade moon marrow with bumps on its surface, looking disappointed.
He had no expectations for this thing at all.
In the palace of the God King, the most precious thing should be the divine object he once used. What is the value of this thing picked up casually in the pond?
"As for yours." Xia Qingchen looked at the ball in front of Han Xiangdong, his eyes looking at it, and he said nothing.
His silence made Han Xiangdong feel uncomfortable, and he snorted: "I know it's useless! You don't need to show off."
In his heart, Xia Qingchen's long silence was to make him lose face in front of everyone.
But on the contrary, Xia Qingchen smiled slightly and said, "No! It's quite valuable. If it were sold, it would cost about 100 million Black Moon coins."
One hundred million?
Yun Huaxin and others blinked, not feeling surprised. Instead, their eyes jumped back and forth in front of him and Han Xiangdong.
Is Xia Qingchen making sarcastic remarks and mocking Han Xiangdong?
What is the concept of 100 million Black Moon Coins?
I don’t even know if there are 100 million Black Moon coins currently circulating on Linlang Island!
A mere inconspicuous stone, worth 100 million Black Moon coins?
No matter how you look at it, Xia Qingchen is teasing Han Xiangdong, right?
After all, the relationship between the two is known to be at odds.
Outsiders think so, doesn’t the sensitive and suspicious Han Xiangdong think so even more? (A little late, updated at 6pm)