"Hahaha …" Lian Pingchao laughed heartily. "Are you testing my vision? I'll keep this piece of jade, but the Phoenix Fire Parasol Tree Wood is yours! If I can't even recognize the Phoenix Fire Parasol Tree Wood, then I've wasted all those years of eating Dragon Grain Rice. I can't blame anyone but myself for being blind! "
The other five scholars looked at the piece of wood in Fang Yun's hand curiously and were puzzled.
The piece of wood was brown in color. It had traces of being burned before, but it was not carbonized. It looked like a piece of jade with a glossy and smooth surface.
The Phoenix Fire Parasol Tree Wood had the word "Phoenix" in its name, but it had nothing to do with the Phoenix. Some parasol trees accidentally absorbed the Qi of Heaven and Earth and were burned by fire at special times. Not only did they not ignite, they grew stronger by absorbing the power of the fire and became the Phoenix Fire Parasol Tree Wood.
It was only because of the legend that the Phoenix resided in parasol trees that the parasol tree wood was forcefully connected to the Phoenix.
The Phoenix Fire Parasol Tree Wood could not be manufactured by humans. After being processed by the Mohist craftsmen, the mechanism created could breathe fire for a long time. Even if the fire was exhausted, it could absorb the Qi of Heaven and Earth to replenish it.
Furthermore, the fire formed by the mechanism was not ordinary fire. It could easily burn a demon soldier to death. The strongest one could even burn a Demon Commander to death. It could only injure a Demon Marquis but not kill one. It had little effect on a Demon King.
The Phoenix Fire Parasol Tree Wood mechanism was mainly used to protect the Two World Mountain. It was the nemesis of demons and barbarians below the Demon Marquis level. It was extremely useful.
A piece of Phoenix Fire Parasol Tree Wood that was four feet long and three inches thick was enough to make seven flamethrower mechanisms to defend a city wall that was hundreds of feet long.
Liu Shan asked curiously, "Nephew Yun Fang, does this piece of wood have an origin?"
Fang Yun smiled. "It's hard to say whether it has an origin or not. If we have the chance to enter, we'll know. Even if it's useless in the Dragons' Hall, we can sell it to the Mohist craftsmen and exchange it for something good. "
"Deliberately mystifying." Lian Pingchao ignored Fang Yun and carefully observed the new piece of jade.
Yun Zhaochen secretly transmitted his voice. "I won't ask about the parasol tree wood, but that piece of jade has the aura of Half-saint. Why would you exchange it so easily?"
"It's the verification official seal of an ancient demon. The Royal Edicts of the Dragons that were frequently verified would naturally be tainted with the aura of Half-saint. If he continues to play with it, it will shatter in less than a quarter of an hour, "Fang Yun replied via voice transmission.
Yun Zhaochen immediately understood that the item was worthless. The reason why it had been preserved for so long was because of the aura of the Saint Berth. Thus, he looked at Lian Pingchao pitifully, and Lian Pingchao held the jade in his hands, unwilling to part with it.
Yun Zhaochen coughed lightly. He said, "Yunfang, help me pick one."
Fang Yun said casually, "That wine pot isn't very useful. The wine inside is only ancient, so it won't be very valuable. That broken saber seems to contain the rare 'Awn Copper'. It can be sold for a high price. "
"Brilliant Copper? Not bad! "Yun Zhaochen nodded and put away the broken blade.
Ye Fangge said, "Help me pick one too."
Fang Yun, on the other hand, looked at the golden hoop in his hand that had the aura of a Half-Saint. He said, "This golden hoop is a good thing. It's best to wear it all the time. Mr. Song is very lucky."
"What is it?" Ye Fangge asked.
Fang Yun shook his head. "I can't tell. I can only deduce from the contents of some books that this golden hoop is a part of the key."
The golden hoop was very big. Ye Fangge followed Fang Yun's instructions and slung it over his shoulder, although it was a little strange. However, his life was more important. A grand scholar would never give up his life for so-called appearance.
Lian Pingchao's expression changed slightly. He asked, "You've studied the art of ancient searching?"
"I've studied it for a few years. It's not very refined," Fang Yun said modestly.
"No wonder Zhaochen was willing to bring you here. However, the Old Man happens to have dabbled in ancient searching! "Lian Pingchao revealed a proud expression.
"If there's a chance in the future, I'll definitely ask for guidance." Fang Yun smiled, as if he didn't care.
Tan Hemu asked, "This stone carving of mine with the aura of the Saint Berth should be fine, right?"
Tan Hemu's hands held the stone slab that was five feet tall and two feet wide. The edges of the stone slab were broken and not complete. However, the lines on it were dancing like dragons and phoenixes, exuding a heavy and ancient aura. This stone slab seemed to have been born in the wilderness and had lived through the ages.
Fang Yun nodded. "If I'm not wrong, your stone slab is the most valuable of all."
Tan Hemu was overjoyed.
"Why can't the Old Man see it? Tell me." Lian Pingchao retorted.
Fang Yundao said, "Because the lines on this stone slab depict a Saint Ancient Demon. It seems to be a giant bird, and the carver is a Dragon Saint."
"Dragon Saint? What evidence do you have? "Lian Pingchao didn't give up.
"The Dragon Saint's claws have strange spiral patterns. Others can't see them. If a grand scholar condenses his talent into his eyes, he should be able to see them," Fang Yundao said.
Tan Hemu looked down and said in surprise, "There really are strange patterns. Thank you, nephew Yunfang."
"Mr. Hemu is too polite," Fang Yundao said.
"Yunfang, help me pick one too."
"Help me pick one too."
Qiu Meng and Liu Shanah didn't get anything with Saint Aura, so they couldn't tell what to pick.
Fang Yun nodded and walked in front of the two of them. He didn't even look at the good things that the two of them had chosen. Instead, he chose from the two piles of items in front of the two of them. In the end, he chose an item for each of them. After explaining the value of the items, the two of them were very happy.
Lian Pingchao's face became more and more ugly. Even he didn't think of the value of those two things.
Yun Zhaochen smiled. "In my opinion, why don't we do it this way? Yunfang, you can pick out the items that are of little value and put them together. Then, I, who don't know anything about ancient searching, will randomly pick and distribute them. We'll take turns.
"That's right. I trust Yunfang's judgment, "Ye Fangge said.
"Then let's do it this way. Pingchao, you won't object, right?" Liu Shanah asked with a smile.
Lian Pingchao was silent for a moment. "Since everyone agrees, I won't object."
"I'll do as you say. I'll make a fool of myself."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he quickly picked out the most valuable items from the seven piles and put them together messily. Then, Yun Zhaochen took turns to distribute them to the seven people.
After fifteen minutes, everyone finished distributing what they had at the entrance.
"Inside is the periphery of the ruins. If there are no Dragons' servants, then there must be 'War Statues' made by Dragons. War Statues are the power of Dragon City to maintain order. They draw power from every palace. Similar to a mechanism, as long as it's not completely destroyed, it can be slowly repaired. The War Statues of the Five Dragons Palace are very strong. They should be Daemon Kings or Great Daemon Kings, but after the erosion of time, their strength will be weakened. However, there's still great danger. We can't let our guard down. "
The other six nodded.
"Then next, everyone take out your best war poems and buff everyone. Yunfang, you don't have to do it. Shanah, your war poem 'Chang Wu' has reached the third realm. You're first, "Yun Zhaochen said.
"Okay …"
Liu Shanya was about to pick up the brush to write, when he heard a crisp sound coming from Lian Pingchao.
Everyone looked over and saw Lian Pingchao with his head lowered. The purple jade in his hands was crushed into fine powder, as if it was crushed by a great force. It kept falling from his hands.
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