Jiang Qi looked at the shelf in front of him. There were a bunch of scattered things on it, about forty or fifty items, all with strange styles and uses.
With just a cursory glance, Jiang Qi saw the muntjac tail fan, itchy scratch, scabbard, jade tablet, shoes, pearls and so on.
In short, there are all kinds, from a specific utensil, to objects that highlight one's status, and for household use, with no rules at all.
Highlight an oddity and mess.
"You are all of these things"
Jiang Qi smiled and spoke, but his eyes were fixed on an item for a moment.
It was a bamboo stick, which seemed to be used as a walking stick. It was about five feet long, or about one and a half meters.
It looks like an ordinary piece of bamboo about the thickness of two fingers. Under the light, it has a warm and moist texture like topaz, which is obviously the patina formed by long-term use.
But that's all it's strange about.
What made Jiang Qi's eyes freeze was that on this bamboo stick, there was a Qi that was both familiar and unfamiliar to Jiang Qi.
I say it's familiar because this bamboo stick carries the energy unique to objects of obsession.
And unfamiliar because even with Jiang Qi's current knowledge, he can't see the specific origin of this qi machine, and he doesn't even have a clue.
Logically speaking, as long as there are inheritances in Kyushu, most of them can be traced, and only this kind of reasonable and orderly inheritance can last for a long time.
But the energy on the bamboo stick didn't give Jiang Qi any such feeling.
Like illusion, like reality but not reality.
If he hadn't been sure that this was an object of obsession, Jiang Qi would have even suspected that the qi machine above was his illusion.
"How about it, do you want to choose this?"
Zhang Daoling caught Jiang Qi's pause, stood up in person, bent down to pick up the bamboo stick, and caressed it casually.
Then he looked at Jiang Qi and said with a smile: "The old Taoist has somewhat forgotten the origin of these objects, but most of them were obtained by the old Taoist when he traveled to Kyushu."
"As for the specific origin and use of this bamboo stick."
Facing Jiang Qi's curious eyes, Zhang Daoling grinned irresponsibly and said, "I forgot about it too."
Jiang Qi: "."
Although I really want these Riddlers to be thrown into the cesspit, but each one of them is a big boss that I can't afford to offend.
"Thank you so much, Master Ancestral Master, for giving me this treasure."
Jiang Qi lowered his eyes and took the bamboo stick, nodding his thanks. What else can be done? Since you can't beat him, you can only surrender.
"Okay, let's go."
Zhang Daoling waved his hand, smiled at Jiang Qi and waved his hand, and Jiang Qi disappeared immediately.
Only Zhang Daoling and the shelf filled with strange and strange objects were left on the spot.
"Hahahahaha cough cough cough cough!"
Zhang Daoling was silent for a long time, but finally burst into laughter, and even laughed outright.
After laughing enough, Zhang Dao still had an uncontrollable smile on his lips.
"It's not in vain. I arranged it carefully and made a lot of money."
Zhang Daoling is like a weasel who stole a chicken.
"I never thought that one day I would be able to make this bastard Jiang Qubing call me senior, hahahahaha!"
Zhang Daoling smiled while looking at the empty shelf where the bamboo sticks were originally placed.
"I have kept this item for you for so long, so I have to collect some interest."
"Hahahahaha!"
Jiang Qi only felt his eyes flash before he appeared at the bottom of the moon crater where he was originally. The smooth space passage was still in front of him.
Jiang Qi's appearance seemed to be a signal, and the others who entered were "vomited" out one after another.
"Grandpa, how are you?"
Jiang Qi stepped forward to support Jiang Shouzhen, frowning slightly.
The grandfather's state is a bit strange. The most obvious thing is that his hair, which was originally gray, is now constantly alternating between black and white.
It's like, the withered glory of a tree?
Not only the hair, but also the overall Qi structure. Sometimes it is immature, sometimes it is capable, sometimes it is mature.
"It's okay, I just couldn't control it for a while."
Jiang Shouzhen smiled slightly and said: "Originally, Grandpa felt that your master didn't like his method of Three Lives Arts, so he wouldn't let you learn it."
"But now, after being taught by the Ancestral Master, Grandpa finally has some confidence."
Jiang Qi was startled when he heard this, and then realized that it seemed that the great grandfather's gain was to refine his own skills.
Obviously, the current unique state is because the technique has just been refined and the mastery is still a bit superficial.
For Grandpa, this should be the most suitable opportunity for Grandpa.
Sansheng Jue is a small branch of Taoism. It is not a very advanced method in the first place, so it has been somewhat unpopular throughout the ages.
When it comes to Grandpa’s generation, it’s basically Grandpa who used his talents to do it.
Now, this shortcoming has been made up, and the "gold content" of Sanshengjue has also soared.
"Congratulations, Grandpa. If you want to start a sect after you return, it won't be difficult."
Jiang Qi said sincerely.
"I don't want to start a sect anymore."
Jiang Shouzhen waved his hand and said with a smile: "Now this Three Life Skills is qualified as one of the heirloom foundations of our Jiang family."
"From now on, it will be passed on to the descendants of the Jiang family."
In the old man's heart, nothing is as important as his family. The only thing that can be equal to it is probably his own faith.
To put it simply, it means home and country.
"Grandpa, you can make the decision."
Jiang Qi nodded with a smile.
"Ah~~~"
Jiang Qi was about to say something when he was interrupted by a very social groan.
I saw Lao Qian holding his clothes and wearing a pair of big pants, being thrown out of the space passage all wet. ,
"I said, Lao Qian, what's going on with you?"
Jiang Qi looked up and down in surprise. Lao Qian's originally turbid and messy foundation was now surprisingly clear and unified.
You must know that Lao Qian became a monk on the way and was an independent person who lived in hundreds of families. He learned whatever he had, resulting in a mixed foundation.
But now, it has been forged directly into a whole piece, and the upper limit has been raised not just a little bit.
"Let me tell you, when I entered, it was a cave with a large pool at the end."
Lao Qian said excitedly while putting on his aviation suit.
"In that pool is a pool of gold and white liquid, which is also glowing with lightning. You can tell it's good stuff at a glance!"
"Buzz."
At this time, the passage buzzed again, and the old Heavenly Master came out. Just hearing what Lao Qian said, he smiled and said: "It should be the dragon and tiger elixir. It must be the remnants of the dragon and tiger golden elixir. It has withstood three hundred and ninety-eight years." It can only be achieved after a lightning strike during the first Jingzhe season. This thing is extremely precious, even in Longhu Mountain, there are only less than ten drops now."
"Director Qian can see a pond, it's really a blessing."
When Lao Qian heard this, he beamed and said with a smile: "I have to thank Master Tian for giving Lao Qian this opportunity."
As he spoke, Lao Qian stretched out and said melancholy: "I will probably never have the opportunity to take such a comfortable bath again in my life."
"What?"
The Heavenly Master was stunned for a moment.
"what? What?"
Lao Qian scratched his head, as if he thought the Heavenly Master didn't hear clearly, and said, "As for the dragon and tiger elixir you mentioned, it feels so comfortable when soaked in it. It feels like I'm stepping on clouds."
"Really?"
The corners of the old Heavenly Master's mouth twitched.
(End of chapter)
