There is a Little Fairy Farmer in the Country

Chapter 302 Everyone Has Their Own Destiny

What kind of millennium cinnabar, the fat man Qian Nan will not be polite to him, if there is a need to give it away, things like this are often not bought with money, but depends on whether the market has goods.

"That's right, two of the three spiritual artifacts are intact, much better than expected." Lin Chendong was in a good mood, and didn't take what happened just now to his mind at all.

"Brother Master, do you know what this money is for?" Fatty Qian Nan asked when he saw the smile on Lin Chendong's face.

Then he said: "As far as I know, this writing brush was stolen from the Qianqing Ming Palace during World War II, and it has been in the hands of several generations of emperors."

Lin Chendong didn't care about the emperor or not, he just heard that the universal system was scanning and analyzing the writing brush.

The result obtained, just as Lin Chendong expected, is not something in this world at all. The pen holder is indeed made of animal bones, but there is no record of this kind of animal bones in this world. .

Even its brush hair is made of animal hair. Similarly, it is not the animal hair of this world. It cannot be ruled out that it is something left by the invaders brought by the ancient star road.

"This may be an array pen, or a weapon used by a spellcaster." Lin Chendong replied to Qian Nan.

"Isn't that awesome?" Qian Nan asked.

"If you can use its power, you will be bullshit. If you can't use it, it's trash." Lin Chendong said, having never learned any spells.

"Then isn't it garbage?" Qian Nan asked.

"Put it away first, maybe it will be useful in the future." Lin Chendong said cheerfully, thinking in his heart: "Maybe, there are still many spiritual weapons in this world. After returning, let my mother go and find them."

It's a pity that the search range of this Lingbao instrument is not very large, and this is its weakness. It will not be displayed unless the spirit instrument is within a certain range.

Like this treasure hunting method, Lin Chendong wants to find more things, but he has more important things to do, and he can't waste time on one point.

Of course, Lin Chendong thought in his heart, if that mother who is as beautiful as a nine-day fairy is free, he can give this task to her, let her and Han Ling and the others go to find the spiritual weapon, maybe they can find a fairy weapon or something. Artifacts.

"Brother Master,

Are you going back to the village tonight? " asked the little fat man Qian Nan who was by his side.

"I won't come back tonight. It's rare to come to Shangjing. I want to go shopping with Yuelong. You don't have to follow us." Lin Chendong said to this so-called apprentice.

"Then I'll go back and pack my things. I'll see you tomorrow." Qian Nan said.

"Go, go, come back to the village with me tomorrow to farm."

"..."

Lin Chendong had never been to Shangjing City.

Now that you're here, let's have some fun and drive this Ferrari car to go shopping and eat with them. Anyway, no matter what they eat now, they won't get fat.

Even if they are fat, they are still fat in the pair of tall and charming places on the chest, and the fat is concentrated on the top.

Now they all have space rings in their hands, and Lin Chendong doesn't need to carry things. As long as there is no one around, they can store their clothes in the space ring, which is very convenient.

I have to say that, as the capital of a country, small cities are really incomparable in terms of economy and manners, especially health and security, not to mention.

"Hey, there is a reaction on this instrument, it seems to be in the Palace Museum." Lin Chendong and the others approached the outside of the deep palace with red walls and green tiles, feeling the signal from the treasure hunting instrument in their hands.

"Go and have a look. If it's a good thing, go with it. If it's not a good thing, don't want it." Han Ling said to Lin Chendong.

"Forget it, I'm a good citizen. No matter if it's a good thing or a bad thing, I won't touch the country's cultural relics. Let's go and play. Anyway, there is no difference between one more and one less." Lin Chendong said Said himself great.

"Really don't want to see it? If you don't want to see it, just play with us." Yuelong looked at the handsome young man in front of him and said. I was thinking in my heart: "I really didn't expect that the man I liked didn't get it, and now I became his son's wife."

"Well, well, I will accompany you wherever you go, and have fun tonight." Lin Chendong said while hugging the two superb beauties.

Speaking of Longhu Mountain.

The guy who was almost crushed to death by Lin Chendong returned to his master's school and began to complain to his master.

But his master will not go down the mountain to seek revenge because of his words, but ask who is the other party, what is his name, who else is around him, etc.

Although Longhushan is a very protective sect, they are also reasonable, and now that the entire martial arts world has undergone earth-shaking changes, they must act cautiously.

Finally, he turned on the phone, showed him a photo and asked, "Is it this young man?"

"Yes, yes, it's this young man, master, that's him, that's him." He said happily when he saw the photo on his phone.

"Hey, apprentice, you have offended someone we at Longhu Mountain dare not offend, do you know who he is?" The old Taoist muttered while watching the stars at night: "He is from the cultivation world. Everyone is afraid of everyone, and the big devil hides like a ghost."

Then he said to him again: "Don't think about this matter, and practice here in the future, don't go down the mountain. Also, I have to go out for a long trip as a teacher. If we old men don't come back alive, Then the next celestial master will be in charge of your elder brother."

"Master, is that young man really scary?" He didn't want to be beaten, thinking that his Longhushan amulet was known as the best in the world, not to mention Taoism.

"It's not scary, but very scary. Even Daoist Wudao of the Sanqing Taoist Temple died tragically in his hands and was played like a monkey. We are old and immortal. In their hands, I am afraid that we are not even as good as an ant." The old Taoist said to him.

"..." He heard what his master said, and murmured, "Then I was beaten for nothing?"

"Even if your master is beaten by him, it will be for nothing. We can't afford to offend this person. If you don't have strong skills, you have to keep a low profile. Don't just think that you are a disciple of Longhushan, so you can walk around. This The water in this world is very deep." The old man continued to watch the stars at night with his hands behind his back.

Similarly, outside another hut in the deep mountain, there is also such an old man watching the stars at night, but they are not from the same sect.

His sect has been passed down from generation to generation, from the Warring States period to the present, it has been passed down from generation to generation, but their economic ability, that is, is very rich, whether it is the Warring States period or modern times, they have already bought this mountain , I still have the land deeds of several eras in my hand.

"Disciple, I have to go down the mountain as a teacher. If you don't come back, you will be the next successor of the Ghost Valley School." The energetic old man in a suit said to a young man.

"Master, where are you going?" A young man in his twenties next to him asked.

"To unravel a thousand-year-old mystery, to unravel a mystery that has plagued countless people who pursue immortality and Taoism, I am afraid that there will be more or less good luck."

"Can you not go?"

"I can't go, this is my fate, and it's also the answer that the ancestors have always wanted to find."