With less than three days left, Ning Chen was too lazy to go back to school. He escaped again to the place where he last refined the copycat Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield. With the help of earthly fire, he began to refine the gift for his parents.
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New Year's Day, Xijing.
In front of his parents, he showed off his miraculous strength and finally convinced his parents of his identity as a Qi practitioner and that they could also cultivate Qi, strengthen their bodies and live a long life.
The surprise came so suddenly that they initially wanted to take Ning Chen to the hospital. However, after their son showed various "miracles" one after another, Ning Chen's parents' three views were finally overturned, and a new world view was established.
So after the routine cleansing of tendons and bone marrow and teaching of the exercises, Ning Chen gave each of his parents a string of black jade bracelets and told them to carry them with them. It can protect the body and gather spirits. It is definitely a top-notch yellow-level low-grade method.
device.
The next day, after eating the lunch carefully prepared by his mother, Ning Chen went to the most famous Shuyuan Gate in Xijing to see if he could find anything.
Xijing is the ancient capital for thousands of years. All the most powerful dynasties in Chinese history built their capitals here. Sitting on a majestic pass, they looked over the world and left behind countless art collections and tomb antiques.
If we talk about economy, this place is indeed much worse than first-tier cities, but if we talk about history, Xijing can boldly say that I have stood at the top of the world.
But now is the new century, and everyone understands the principles of prosperous antiques. Now antique dealers can no longer collect items in rural areas, and it has become impossible to pick up missing items here.
With Ning Chen's spiritual sense and true energy, he was really observant of the antiques here, and he couldn't help but grin as he walked along. Not to mention those small stalls that were scattered and not genuine or fake, even those that were based on eyesight.
Most of the things in stores that are claimed to be genuine are also fakes.
"Yes, the daily trading volume is so huge, how can there be so many genuine products."
Fortunately, Ning Chen was not here to pick up the leaks. He was extremely pleasantly surprised by the gains in Xiamen City. The Shuyuan Gate in Xijing is the truly famous cultural trading place, as famous as Panjiayuan in Beidu. In addition to antiques, there are also flowers, plants, stones, emeralds and ancient jades.
The Four Treasures of the Study are all available.
Although the treasures of heaven, materials and earth are mysterious, they are different from ordinary objects after all, let alone just yellow-level materials? Therefore, these things are likely to fall into the hands of ordinary people, treated as various strange objects, and collected and traded.
"No, not one..." Ning Chen murmured to himself as he walked. Not a single high-quality material was detected, and he didn't know if they were all hidden like Yu Xiangdong's piece of black jade.
Arrived in the safe.
"Trouble." Ning Chen shook his head. The spiritual consciousness of the monks in the Ning Yuan stage is not omnipotent, but they cannot get into the safe.
"Sir, what do you want? I have all the good stuff here from the village. Although there is no certificate, the price is much cheaper than in the store. Do you want to take a look?" The stall owner next to him heard Ning Chen's own words.
He said, hurriedly recruiting him.
"No need." Ning Chen glanced at it casually and shook his head. They were all old things and none of them were genuine.
At this moment, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man suddenly came to Ning Chen and asked in a low voice, "Want an antique?"
"Huh?" Ning Chen's eyes moved, and he felt a faint sinister aura from the middle-aged man, and he instantly understood his identity.
Unexpectedly, even in the new century, there are still people who are trying to make money.
"How did you know?" Ning Chen was also a little curious.
When I entered this street, I hardly stopped at any stalls, walked into any shops, or touched any antiques. How did this person find me?
Ning Chen didn't believe that such a person would randomly pick up people on the street.
"Your eyes, and this jade button on your hand." The middle-aged man whispered.
Ning Chen's eyes, no matter which object he looked at, showed a see-through disregard for everything. There was no curiosity, no doubt, no exploration in that confident look, it was just disregard, complete disregard. This kind of look was middle-aged.
People have only seen it in some real antique masters.
As for the jade buckle in Ning Chen's hand, it was the leftover material left after he made bracelets for his parents. He just made a jade buckle for himself that was slightly larger than a one-yuan coin. He held it in his hand and played with it, moving it back and forth between his fingers.
Turn.
"Awesome." Ning Chen praised in admiration. No matter what he does, he is most afraid of professionalism. The experience and vision of the middle-aged man in front of him may not have reached the peak of perfection.
"You're welcome, do you need anything?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Here?" Ning Chen asked.
"Of course not here. If you are interested, go to Tonghuamen Crossing at eight o'clock tonight. I will wait for you there." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he took a step back and quickly blended into the crowd.
The vendor had been hanging around here for a long time, and he obviously knew the middle-aged man. When he was talking to Ning Chen, he remained silent and just looked down at his phone. It wasn't until the other party left that the vendor raised his head, looked around, and continued to look at the tourists around him.
Ning Chen no longer even thinks about soliciting business.
Ning Chen smiled slightly, knowing that the other party was afraid of being retaliated for disturbing the middle-aged man's business. One was a small vendor selling fake goods, and the other was a gold-touching captain who was risking his life. It would be strange if he dared to provoke the other party.
After experiencing the things that happened to middle-aged people, at least on the surface, there was nothing found here. Ning Chen strolled around casually, bought some cinnabar and yellow paper, and then left Shuyuanmen and returned home.
Talisman of Ning.
Spiritual Talisman.
Exorcism charm.
Flying Sword Talisman.
Flame Talisman.
They are all yellow-level, middle- and low-grade talismans. This is the limit that the earth's yellow paper can bear, and 20% of the effect is considered too much, but it is better than nothing.
I went out for a bowl of beef steamed buns in the evening, and then took the subway to Tonghuamen Cross.
As soon as he arrived here, Ning Chen saw the middle-aged man hiding aside. However, in order to avoid him being scared, Ning Chen still pretended not to see anything. He casually ordered a cup of milk tea and stood on the street while drinking milk tea.
Look at your phone.
Ten minutes later, eight o'clock sharp.
The middle-aged man quietly came to Ning Chen's side and said, "Follow me."
Ning Chen smiled slightly and threw the remaining half cup of milk tea into the trash can. Ning Chen followed the middle-aged man and walked around for a kilometer until he came to a very remote Sanwu Inn.
Arriving at the second floor, Ning Chen received several wary and scrutinizing glances as soon as he entered the door.
"Brother Leng, is that him?" asked a man with a scar on his forehead.
"Stop talking nonsense, take out the things and show them to the guests." The middle-aged man Leng shouted, turned to Ning Chen and said, "My brother has a bad temper, but he is a nice person, so don't worry about it."
Each and every one of them is a role that can be entered. Are you telling me that he is a good person?
Ning Chen didn't take it to heart. As soon as he approached the small hotel, Ning Chen could already feel the vague evil spirit coming from the house, indicating that it had not been taken out for a long time and the evil spirit had not dissipated yet.
This kind of thing is definitely not a heavenly treasure or a magic weapon, but it is different from ordinary antiques and those tomb objects that have been taken out for a long time and have lost their yin energy. Ning Chen is really willing to buy one and go back to refine it to see if it has any effect.