A massive amount of spiritual power could stimulate the seed of vitality. Yang Chen knew that he had hit the jackpot again this time. He didn't even have to consider cutting a section and giving it to Wang Dongzhu to get 30% of the shares of Blessing Gathering Building. Just this plant alone could make a lot of money.
As for the spiritual power needed to be consumed, it may be a big trouble for others, but for Yang Chen, it was just finding an opportunity to put the bottle on Gong Sunling's nautical map and find a few suitable spiritual veins to extract spiritual power. It was a good thing. When necessary, it was not impossible to use some spiritual solution.
The satisfied Yang Chen once again set foot on the road to track the middle-aged scholar from afar. Yang Chen had handed over the stimulation of the seed to A 'Zhu and A' Bi. The two women now had to carefully control the input of spiritual power. At least for a few years, they couldn't easily consume all the spiritual solution. For the growth of the seed, a steady flow was the king's way, wasn't it?
At this time, the middle-aged scholar was studying the ancient zither in a place that he felt was safe. He spent a lot of money to get it in the fierce auction house. The joy of the fifth grade magic weapon made him ignore many abnormal situations, such as the people in the VIP box never bid.
When the magic weapon was firmly in his hand, he played with it for a while. After the excitement passed, the middle-aged scholar vaguely remembered the situation of the auction at that time, and his heart sank immediately. Could it be that there was something wrong with this ancient zither?
Unable to care about anything else, the middle-aged scholar directly arranged a protective array in a remote mountain col. He dug a big hole in the cliff on the mountainside, got into the hole, and carefully studied the ancient zither.
The middle-aged scholar was a person who liked the zither, otherwise he would not have spent a lot of money to buy this ancient zither. In terms of magic treasure alone, this guqin was already a fifth-grade magic treasure. There was no doubt about this. The reputation of Blessing-Gathering Pavilion was here, and the various refining methods and refining materials clearly proved this point. Whether the zither was good or not, it still needed to be played to know.
After playing a few songs, the middle-aged scholar finally understood where the problem was. As an offensive magic treasure, the attack power of this ancient zither was too low. As a musical instrument, the tone of this ancient zither was somewhat unbalanced. No wonder those guys in the VIP boxes at the auction didn't care about it.
After discovering this, the middle-aged scholar suddenly felt distressed. He had accumulated so many spirit stones for a long time. He thought that this was a good opportunity to buy an ancient zither that he liked, but he didn't expect it to be such a useless result.
He couldn't accept this! No one would feel comfortable in such a situation. However, he had taken the initiative to buy it at a high price during the auction. No one had forced him to buy it, so he couldn't blame anyone. Blame the Fortune Gathering Pavilion? The auctioneer of Blessing Gathering Pavilion had only said that the zither was a fifth-grade Dharma treasure. In fact, the zither was indeed a fifth-grade Dharma treasure. The auctioneer had not lied to them, so they could not blame Blessing Gathering Pavilion.
The middle-aged scholar now had a feeling of suffering in silence. However, he was a cultivator after all. To be able to cultivate to this level, a mere external object could at most make the middle-aged scholar sad for a while. Soon, he adjusted his mentality and began to think about how to deal with this ancient zither.
The best way was to take the ancient zither to another auction house that he didn't know about and then sell it. Maybe there would be a fool like him who would buy it at a high price. In this way, he would not lose anything. The territory of the Spiritual Realm was huge. If he suffered a loss in the territory of Blessing Gathering Pavilion, it was difficult to guarantee that he couldn't earn it back in other places.
Before making a move, the middle-aged scholar still wanted to study this ancient zither carefully. Such an ancient zither, no matter what the purpose was, should not make the refiner spend so much energy. After all, it was not so easy to refine a fifth-grade Dharma treasure. It was okay for a professional refiner, maybe an Earthly Immortal could refine it, but if it was not a professional refiner, even a Fairy Immortal might not be able to refine it.
Whether it was the material or the refining technique, this ancient zither was so exquisite that it made people speechless. It was not a failed work at all. Judging from the material alone, it was by no means an ordinary work, not to mention the great effort needed in the technique. From this aspect, it was certainly not without a purpose to refine such a fifth-grade ancient zither.
Why would the person refine such an ancient zither? From this point of view, it showed that there might be a secret hidden in this ancient zither that did not want others to know. Thinking of this, the middle-aged scholar also began to get excited and re-examined this zither again.
When he calmed down and carefully tried to uncover the mystery of the ancient zither from the perspective of discovering the secret, the middle-aged scholar found that no matter how he looked at it, there was no way to find any doubts. There was no doubt about this. Since the people in the VIP box did not make a move on this zither, it meant that they must know something. Maybe they took this zither and studied it. So many people did not find it, so it was normal that the scholar could not find it.
Not everyone was proficient in musical instruments, and the middle-aged scholar happened to be one of them. When this ancient zither was played, the timbre was not balanced. What was the reason? The scholar began to analyze from this point of view.
Tuning the timbre was a necessary homework for every master who was proficient in musical instruments, and the middle-aged scholar was no exception. But the strange thing was that no matter how he adjusted it, the zither was always a little uncoordinated when played. The scholar adjusted each string very accurately. When played alone, each string sounded normal, but as long as all of them were put together, there was bound to be a sense of disharmony.
After adjusting it for a dozen times, the middle-aged scholar finally found that this sense of disharmony was because of a string. When this string was not used, the style of the music sounded very natural. With this string, the flavor changed. Of course, this did not mean that the timbre of this string was bad. On the contrary, it was because the timbre of this string was very good, exceeding the timbre of the other four strings. Although it was only a little lacking, it brought this sense of disharmony.
The problem turned out to be on a string. After discovering this, the middle-aged scholar's mood had become very good. As long as it was matched with a suitable string, this ancient zither would be a good zither above the standard. What was even more surprising was that this unsuitable string turned out to be a rare good thing. After recognizing it, the middle-aged scholar could not help but laugh out loud.
"I see! Hahahaha! "The more the middle-aged scholar thought about it, the more proud he was, and the louder his laughter became.
"What did you find? Tell me! "An abrupt voice suddenly sounded, giving the middle-aged scholar a huge fright.
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