Rebirth of the Supreme Celestial Being

Tong Le squinted his eyes and said in his heart: Last time he could not directly kill Lin Xuanzhi in the Little Secret Realm, and since he dared to come to their territory alone this time, let him go back and forth. .

Although he couldn't kill Lin Xuanzhi himself, some people wanted Lin Xuanzhi to disappear more than he did.

From the outside, the Tibetan Pavilion is not as high as the top, but it is actually only ten stories high.

Every time he went up a floor, Mr. He would throw out the token in his hand, and use the technique to open the magic circle gate.

When he reached the ninth floor, Director He respectfully said to Lin Xuanzhi: "Master Lin Qi, my young master would like to please."

Lin Xuanzhi was slightly surprised. He glanced at Director He and said, "The young master of the Tibetan Pavilion, it seems that it is hidden."

"No one is better than a cymbalist compared to hiding and not revealing." A young man in a wheelchair came out of the house with a hip flask in his arms. He was elegant, with gentle eyes and a green shirt. It seems easy to approach and very reliable.

Lin Xuanzhi looked at him, and he also looked at Lin Xuanzhi.

Mr. He owed something to his body and said, "Master, I will withdraw first."

The young master nodded, raised his hand and pointed to the inside of the room, and said, "If you don't mind, please come in and sit down."

Lin Xuanzhi glanced at Yan Tianhen and took him by the hand into the house.

The decoration in the room is simple, but from the various instruments placed on the table and hanging on the wall, you can easily see the exquisiteness and research evidence of the owner of the room.

Lin Xuanzhi pulled Yan Tianhen and sat down at the Shenmu round table.

"This is?" The Young Master asked as he looked at Yan Tianhen.

"My brother Yan Tianhen." Lin Xuanzhi briefly introduced.

"Sure enough, it is a talent." Shao Dongjia smiled and nodded.

Yan Tianhen touched his face and said with a look of error: "You actually praise me for being handsome!"

The young owner was taken aback.

Yan Tianhen said with emotion, "Big Brother, I finally met someone who was as blind as Dad. He is the second person in the world who praises me as a talent!"

Lin Xuanzhi: "..."

Lin Xuanzhi gave a light cough and said, "My brother is still young and not very sensible. Please don't take it to heart for the young master."

This kid is really becoming less and less able to speak, and he needs a lot of training.

On the contrary, Young Master smiled with a fist against his lips, and said, "Brother Ling is innocent, straightforward and cute."

Lin Xuanzhi had a rare embarrassment, and said, "The young boss is joking."

Young Master took a lot of exquisite snacks and put them on the table for Yan Tianhen to eat. The things he took out were naturally good. After Yan Tianhen ate one, he was seduced and began to focus on the strategy. Good food.

After the beginning of the friendship, the Shao Dongjia took the lead and said: "I'm going to make an order for your hip flask. You can set a price."

Lin Xuanzhi smiled slightly and said, "The young master is a refreshing person, but I only rent this hip flask, but I don't intend to sell it."

The Young Master's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "After all, it is a superb magic weapon. You don't want to sell it, but I can understand it."

In this world, the best magical artifact is extremely rare, it can be said to be one in a million, most of the refiners cannot make a single best magical weapon in their lifetime.

Therefore, the preciousness of the top-grade artifacts seems to be close to the top-grade treasures.

Therefore, it is a very common thing to rent but not sell the best artifacts.

However, Lin Xuanzhi did not sell it because it was precious.

"How much rent do you want to charge, let's talk about it." Shao Dongjia said.

"What I want to charge for this artifact is not money, but replacement of another one." Lin Xuanzhi said.

"Oh?" Shao Dongjia raised his eyebrows, and said, "You can see it, let me guess..."

After thinking for a few moments, he said, "It should be the forging pen downstairs?"

The young boss really expected things like a god."Lin Xuanzhi nodded and said: "It is indeed the forging pen."

"You really know how to do business." The young master smiled helplessly, and said: "That forging pen is the only superb magic weapon I put on the first floor. Unexpectedly, you would stare at it all at once. It's on it. If you want to buy it with money, I'm afraid I won't sell it even for the price of ten such jugs."

"Ten are not for sale?" Yan Tianhen cried out at once, with pastries still in his mouth, and almost choked.

"Young Master, don't you have a discerning eye? You can see that I am very handsome. Why can't I see that the things my elder brother has made are all top-notch!" Yan Tianhen was afraid that someone would think Lin Xuanzhi made it The stuff is not good enough.

"I didn't say that it's not the best, but the best forging pen, but it's harder to see than the best hip flask." Shaodong explained with a nice smile.

Lin Xuanzhi knocked on Yan Tianhen’s head and said, “Although the hip flask and the forging pen are both top-quality artifacts, the top-quality artifacts are also divided into high and low. The raw materials of the hip flask are easy to find and the price is low. , But the raw materials of the forging pen are not ordinary products. The unpolished rough stones are already invaluable. It is not that the young owner has no vision, but because there is indeed a lot of difference in value."

Yan Tianhen stuck out his tongue, made a grimace and lowered his head to continue eating pastries.

Shao Dongjia was a little surprised, and said: "Listening to what you mean, you have already seen what the raw material of this forging pen is?"

"The 10,000-year sacred tree sycamore tree burned by the meteorite fire." Lin Xuanzhi also smiled and said: "So, I also changed the idea of ​​selling a hip flask before, and plan to replace it with the forging pen.

At this moment, the young master seemed to be speechless in surprise.

However, he did not ask Lin Xuanzhi in detail why he knew this. He only needed to know that Lin Xuanzhi was an unfathomable person, and that was enough.

The young boss still hesitated, and frowned slightly, "I don’t want to lie to you, I never thought about selling this pen. Now it’s not for sale, but for replacement. If one day the young boss doesn’t want to change, let’s do it again. It’s okay to change it back.” Lin Xuanzhi said slowly: “Moreover, I won’t let the Shaodong family suffer too much. If you want to come, you will also see that I have already entered the Tao with tools. There will be many opportunities for us to deal with."

"Yeah, you have already become a refiner. If I hadn't personally felt the aura similar to yours on this magic weapon, I would never have imagined it."

The young owner's white fingers rubbed the jug that didn't seem to be upscale, and after thinking about it for a moment, he said, "Okay, after all, this forging pen is in my store. It's just a decoration. It's just for the town store. Today we exchanged it, which is also a good fate."

The soul beads cried out excitedly, as if fainting happily.

An unspeakable feeling surged in Lin Xuan's heart.

In this life, he had obtained this forging pen that would fall into that person's hands so easily.

I just don't know, without this forging pen, which is said to be able to turn decay into a miracle, that person would be the strongest refiner in the world.

Lin Xuanzhi remembered that fierce and enchanting face, involuntarily squeezed his fists, his nails were deeply pinched into the flesh of his palms, bringing out deep marks.

Taking the Wutong Shenmu forging pen, Lin Xuanzhi and Yan Tianhen left the back door of the Tibetan Pavilion.

The best magical instruments are rare, even at the feet of Xuantianzong, once a new best magical instrument appears, it will cause a sensation.

Lin Xuanzhi presciently chose to bypass the crowd and refused to contain him.

And the front entrance of the Tibetan Pavilion is not so lucky. Manager He is miserable to clear the flow of people at the door, and has to explain that the best artifact has been sold to a private collection and is not in the hands of their Tibetan Pavilion, so he can't temporarily Make it public for everyone to feast on.

After Lin Xuanzhi was gone, Shaodong's family summoned Paotang Xiaolou in person.

Shao Dongjia looked at Xiaolou and said, "I haven't seen you before, are you new here?"

Xiaolou said anxiously: "I have been here for a while, but my performance is not good and my vision is not good. The young boss doesn't know that I should be too."

The young master looked at his pure eyes and said, "I heard, who are you relatives in charge of affairs?"

Xiaolou couldn't figure out the thoughts of the young boss. For fear of getting tired, Manager He quickly explained: "I, I actually still have some skills, and Uncle He didn't open the back door for me specially..."

As soon as the young master heard it, he knew that the child was thinking of something wrong, but it was a bit interesting to see his nervous little appearance.

The young master couldn't help laughing, and said, "Am I so scary?"

Xiaolou closed his mouth and shook his head quickly.

Shao Dongjia said: "Okay, I didn't mean to pursue it. I just wanted to see you. I exchanged the hip flask with other utensils. For the time being, it counts as one million gold. Go and tell Director He. Let him hang in your name."

"-...1 million gold?" Xiaolou was stunned by this amount.

He was in a daze, holding his fingers to calculate 11 million gold, then he could get 10,000 gold just by drawing it!

Ten thousand gold

God, kill him with gold!

Seeing his appearance, the young master said with a smile: "From tomorrow, you will come to me to report every half a month. I will teach you some ways to identify the artifact."

Xiaolou suddenly recovered. After digesting the meaning of what Shaodong said, he was stunned.

Shaodongjia meant to point him to himself?

Xiaolou looked surprised and couldn't believe that such a big pie would hit his head!

"Why, don't you want it?"

"No, no...Of course I do, too willing!" Xiaolou's eyes were so bright that he couldn't wait to pierce the young master's house!

Seeing that he couldn't help himself for a while, the young boss said: "Go down first, and tell Director He what I said to you. He knows what to do."

Xiaolou retreated in a trance, then came to the door in a trance and grabbed the sleeve of Director He.

When Mr. He looked at the small building, his face was a little relieved, and he said, "Now, you can be regarded as standing firm."

Xiaolou pointed his head excitedly, speechless.

Several gold medal salesmen came over and looked at Xiaolou with envy and jealousy.

Fang Yu sternly said, "How much did you sell that thing?"

Xiaolou shook his finger.

Fang Yu had a count in his heart, rolled his eyes and said, "One hundred thousand gold, what's so rare about this."

"What a hundred thousand gold? One million gold!" Xiaolou rolled his eyes at Fang Yu, laughed and jumped and said, "I have money, I have money!"

"It turned out to be a million gold?"

"Fang Yu, I'm afraid your annual sales are not so high, right?"

"Yeah, Xiaolou is really amazing. It's been three years since its opening. It's really not a song for three years, it's a blockbuster!"

"Fang Yu, look at your customers. They are glamorous, but they can't actually do such a big business."

"The person in Xiaolou is unusual at first sight."

When Fang Yu heard those people stepping on him to hold the small building, he was very annoyed. It was quite unpleasant. Think about it before, these people stepped on others and held him like this.

Fang Yu said sourly: "It's just a large sum. A blind cat encounters a dead mouse. Who would have thought that Lin Xuanzhi would have a good thing in his hands, but not so next time. Good luck."

"You're right." Xiaolou also nodded in special approval, and said with a smile: "However, I am not only happy because of this."

"Do you have anything else happier?"

"What is it, let's hear it?"