Su Yin came back to his residence, and a gray bearded old man came into the big salt firm.

"Here comes Ji Lao..."

"Ji Lao\'s vision, dayancheng said second, no one dares to say first!"

"If it weren\'t for tonight\'s auction, no one would move!"

Before entering the gate, a group of waiters and regular customers in the firm all had bright eyes and were full of excitement.

Ji Feng, the most famous treasure expert in dayancheng, can know the authenticity and level as soon as he takes a look at calligraphy, painting, calligraphy, or pill treasures. He has never seen it for decades!

For this reason, the treasures in the firm are proud to have been identified by him. As long as there are treasures signed by him, even at the same level, the price can be at least 30% higher!

"Mr. Ji, the owner of the workshop is waiting in the private room..."

A middle-aged man greeted him. He Jinquan, the housekeeper of Dayan firm.

"Yes!"

Nodding, Ji Lao was neither happy nor sad. He followed each other closely, walked forward, and soon came to a wide wall covered with all kinds of treasures.

Selling wall!

Many large shopping malls in Qianyuan mainland will have this thing. Hang some temporarily sold things on it for the visitors to watch. If you like it, you can quote and buy it at any time.

It is a simple form of auction.

"What treasures have you received recently?" Ji Lao asked with a smile as his eyes fell on the wall.

"All the good things have been received by the auction house. What can be hung are just worthless items..." he Jinquan smiled.

Precious things, who will hang outside? For commercial firms, it\'s just a marketing gimmick!

"Yes..." nodded. Mr. Ji was trying to move on, and his steps suddenly stopped.

"Ji Lao, what\'s the matter?"

Full of doubts, he Jinquan looked down each other\'s eyes and immediately saw a disc-shaped thing hanging in the corner of the selling wall.

Pot?

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

"Who hung it up?"

Although the grade of the selling wall is not as good as the auction, it is not a ragged stall. Everything can be hung up. Hang a pot today and a shovel tomorrow. What\'s the matter... Dayan firm is going to change into a restaurant?

"Report back to the manager, yes, yes... Song Yafei at the front desk, a guest paid 3 liang of silver with this pot today..."

A young man came to him sweating and his face turned white with fear.

When song Yafei wanted to hang up the pot, she talked to him. At that time, she thought it would be sold soon. She didn\'t take it seriously. Unexpectedly, she was found by the manager!

After this, song Yafei was scolded. I\'m afraid she will have bad luck.

"Three liang of silver?"

He Jinquan waved his hand: "I really think the selling wall of the firm can hang any garbage? Take it down immediately. In addition, you and song Yafei don\'t want the salary this month..."

"Yes..."

With a depressed face, the young man hurried to the front and was about to take down the pot when he heard an old voice ring: "wait..."

Turning around, Ji Feng, the treasure master on one side, came over excitedly with incredible eyes.

"Ji Lao..." he Jinquan was puzzled when he saw the old man so impolite for the first time.

Too lazy to pay attention to him, Ji Lao hurriedly stretched out his palm: "give me this pot..."

"Yes!"

The young man didn\'t know why, so he had to take off the pot and hand it to him.

Dare not to pick it up, Ji Lao flexed his fingers, lingered with water, and thoroughly cleaned his palms. Only then did he lift his hands and his eyes were full of piety.

"This..."

Seeing his move, everyone around looked at each other and didn\'t know why.

What\'s the matter?

So excited to see a pot?

Ignoring everyone\'s expression, Ji Lao\'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!"

"Ji Lao, what\'s going on?"

Seeing the most powerful treasure appraiser in Dayan City, he Jinquan couldn\'t help but ask.

Is it difficult... What\'s special about this ordinary looking pan?

"This pot... Is not simple!"

Ji Lao breathed out and looked at it with admiring eyes: "although they are made of the most common materials, they can be made in the best way. The lines on them contain the profound meaning of the avenue. It seems that someone carved a Avenue on it..."

"Carving Avenue?" he Jinquan was shocked, full of disbelief, and his lips trembled: "even the most powerful tool refiner in the mainland can\'t do it..."

Avenue is the cultivator\'s perception of God. It is incomparable. Let alone ordinary materials, even the top baby in Dayuan Prefecture can hardly carry it.

Carved on ordinary refined iron, the key... Also forged a pot

Master foundry, do you feel any pain in your spare time? Do this?

"This avenue was not carved successfully, but was broken in the most critical place..." shook his head, and Ji Lao regretted: "if it is not broken, it is at least an immortal tool!"

"Immortal ware?" he Jinquan was dumb: "how is this possible..."

It looks like an ordinary pot. It\'s almost an immortal tool. Are you kidding!

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

"It\'s not..." he Jinquan shook his head hurriedly. "I just feel strange. Since this pot contains a great road, even if it is broken, it should be much stronger than ordinary spirit tools. Why... Can\'t feel the existence of spirit tools at all?"

Weapons are divided into: all weapons, spirit weapons and immortal weapons!

Every weapon is a weapon used by ordinary people. It is hard and sharp at most. It is difficult to fly with a sword. Only when it reaches the level of spiritual weapon and contains spirit can it soar thousands of miles and kill thousands of miles away.

This pot almost became an immortal tool. How can it be said that it is also a spirit tool? Why is there no spirit at all?

"I can\'t feel it. Your eyesight is too poor..."

Hum, Ji Lao took a deep breath, put his palm gently on the handle, and the real yuan surged in his body: "next season maple, please show the power of the pot spirit!"

Buzz!

At the end of the speech, the pan lying flat on the ground rises quietly without wind.

"As you wish!"

A faint thought suddenly burst open. He Jinquan didn\'t react. He immediately felt that his body was imprisoned by a special force, and then he pulled it from his face in a pan not far away.

Boom!

Unable to dodge, he flew out sideways in an instant, stuck his head on the selling wall not far away, and his two legs exposed outside kept twitching.

"This..."

Everyone stared and there was silence around.