When Su Yin returned to his residence, the Dasal Salt Trading Company also walked in with a gray-bearded old man.

"Old Ji is here..."

"Old Ji's vision, Da Yancheng said second, no one dared to say first!"

"If it weren't for the auction tonight, I guess no one would have invited me!"

As soon as I entered the gate, a group of waiters and regular customers in the business all had their eyes shining and were full of excitement.

Ji Feng, the most famous treasure appraiser in Da Yancheng, is a masterpiece of calligraphy, painting, copybook, or elixir treasure. As long as he takes a look at it, he can immediately know the authenticity and level. He has never seen it for decades!

Because of this, all treasures in the business are proud of being identified by him. As long as there are treasures he signed with, even at the same level, the price can be at least 30% more expensive!

"Old Ji, the owner is waiting in the private room..."

A middle-aged man came up to him, He Jinquan, the butler of the Dasal Salt Trading Company.

"Um!"

Nodded, Mr. Ji was neither happy nor sad, followed behind the other person, walked forward, and soon came to a wide wall, full of various treasures.

Selling walls!

Many large shopping malls in Ganyuan Mainland will have this thing, hanging some temporarily sold things on it, allowing visitors to watch it, and when you encounter something you like, you can quote and purchase it at any time.

It is a simple auction form.

"What treasures can you receive recently?" Old Ji asked with a smile on his face.

"All good things have been received at the auction hall. All the items that can be hung are worthless..." He Jinquan smiled slightly.

Who would hang the precious things outside? For a business, it is just a marketing gimmick!

"That's true..." Nodded, Old Ji was about to continue moving forward, but his steps suddenly stopped.

"Old Ji, what's wrong?"

Full of doubt, He Jinquan followed the other party's gaze and immediately saw a disc-shaped thing hanging in the corner of the sales wall.

pot?

His face became dark and he was so angry that he didn't explode on the spot.

"Who hung it up?"

Although the level of selling walls is not as good as an auction, it is not a mess. You can hang anything. You can hang a pot today and a shovel tomorrow. What's wrong... Big Salt Trading Company is going to turn into a restaurant?

"Report to the supervisor, yes, yes... Song Yafei at the front desk, a customer used this pot to pay 3 taels of silver today..."

A young man came to the front with a sweat, his face turned pale with a fright.

When Song Yafei was about to hang the pot, she told him that she thought it would be sold soon, so she didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, she was discovered by the manager!

Now that Song Yafei is scolded, she may be in trouble.

"Is it worth 3 taels of silver?"

He was so angry that he almost exploded. He Jinquan waved his hand: "I really think that the sales wall of the store can be hung with any garbage and rags? Take it down immediately. In addition, don't want your monthly salary and that Song Yafei..."

"yes……"

With a look of depression, the young man hurriedly came to the front and was about to take off the pot when he heard an old voice: "Slow down..."

Turning his head and looking, Ji Feng, the treasure appraiser on one side, walked over with excitement, with incredible eyes.

"Old Ji..." He Jinquan was puzzled when he saw this old man so incompetent.

Too lazy to pay attention to him, Mr. Ji hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Give me this pot..."

"yes!"

The young man was not sure, so he had to pick the pot and hand it in front of him.

He didn't dare to take it, so Old Ji bounced his fingers and lingered in clear water. He completely cleaned his palms. Then he picked them up with both hands, his eyes full of piety.

"this……"

Seeing his actions, everyone around looked at each other, not sure why.

What's wrong with this?

So excited to see a pot?

Ignoring everyone's expressions, Old Ji's fingers gently fell on the pan, his eyes closed, as if he was sensing something. After a long time, his lips trembled: "This... how is this possible!"

"Old Ji, what's going on?"

Seeing this most powerful treasure appraiser in Da Yancheng, He Jinquan couldn't help but ask.

Could it be...What's special about this pan that looks very ordinary?

"This pot...is not simple!"

Mr. Ji let out a breath and looked at it with admiration: "Although the most common materials are used, the techniques can be created, and it is extremely clever. The patterns on it contain the mystery of the great way. It seems that someone carved a great way on it..."

"Carved Avenue?" He Jinquan's body was shocked, and he couldn't believe it, his lips trembled: "Even the most powerful weapon refiner on the mainland, he can't do it..."

The great way is the practitioner's perception of God, which is unparalleled. Not to mention ordinary materials, even the top treasures in Dayuan Prefecture are difficult to carry.

Carved on ordinary fine iron, the key is... and forged a pot...

This foundry master, is it so painful to have idle skin? Do you make this thing?

"This avenue was not successfully carved, but was broken in the most critical place..." Shaking his head, Old Ji felt regretful: "If it is not broken, it will at least be an immortal weapon!"

"Immortal Artifact?" He Jinquan said: "How is this possible..."

A pot that looks ordinary is almost a fairy weapon, just kidding!

"Don't you believe my judgment?" Old Ji frowned.

"This is not..." He Jinquan shook his head quickly: "I just feel strange. Since this pot contains the avenue, even if it is broken, it should be much more powerful than ordinary spiritual weapons. Why... I can't feel the existence of the instrument spirit at all?"

Weapons are divided into: mortal tools, spiritual tools, and immortal tools!

Ordinary weapons are weapons used by ordinary people. They are hard and sharp at most. If you want to fly with a sword, it is difficult to do it. Only by reaching the level of spiritual weapons and containing spirituality can you soar thousands of miles away and kill people thousands of miles away.

This pot almost became an immortal weapon. After all, it was also a spiritual weapon. Why didn’t you have any spirituality at all?

"I can't feel it, it's because you have too poor eyesight..."

After snorting, Mr. Ji took a deep breath, gently placed his palm on the handle, and the true energy in his body surged and instilled in: "Next Ji Feng, please ask Guo Ling to show his power [new      www.biqule.info] power!"

Buzz!

At the end of the speech, the pan placed flat on the ground rose and quietly suspended.

"As you wish!"

A faint thought suddenly exploded. Before He Jinquan could react, he immediately felt his body being imprisoned by a special force, and then the pan not far away sucked towards his face.

Bang!

He couldn't dodge and flew out in an instant, piercing himself on the sales wall not far away, his legs exposed outside kept twitching.

"this……"
Chapter completed!