"Treasure gourd!" The fat man was about to blurt out, but was stopped by Nathan's cold gaze.
He found that his second brother seemed to be a different person at this moment.
It is a kind of self-confidence and pride based on absolute strength, and it is the certainty and momentum that only authority in its own field can have.
"Okay! If you don't let me say it, I won't say it! I'm afraid no one will know!" Mr. Mai thought, curled his lips and stopped talking.
"As we all know, the master is one of the few ternary infusion masters in Yatai Continent, but very few people have seen him use an infusion device!" Nathan did not give the answer directly, but deliberately changed the topic.
"Well! At his level, I guess there is no need for an injector anymore, right? Even if there is, I'm afraid there is no suitable opponent!" Brother Hai said with admiration on his face.
"This makes sense, but no injection master can reach the sky in one step. They are all young, have experienced hundreds of battles, and have slowly improved one by one!" Nathan said in a leisurely tone, as if by association. Thinking about his dreams and current situation, his eyes were filled with confusion and more of expectation.
"You don't mean to say that this injection tool was used by the master when he was young, right?" Qiu Dun heard this, put away his smile, and asked solemnly.
Nathan nodded, indicating that was exactly what happened.
"Oh! That, I remembered! The name of this injector should be 'Kuan'! Oh my God! It must be it, damn! I actually forgot! Damn it!" The fat man suddenly shouted.
The third young master looked at his eldest brother in surprise, never expecting that the other party actually hit the mark.
When everyone saw this scene, they knew that the fat man was right, and they couldn't help but burst into flattery.
When everyone calmed down, Fatty turned red for a rare moment, and said with a hint of embarrassment: "I have been a fan of injectors since I was a child, but it was not until recently that I achieved my goal. Before that, my hobby was to collect some But my parents don’t agree with me doing this, so I can only do it secretly. Hehe! To tell you the truth, one of my idols is Master Gongzhuang, so you know how hard it is. The name is '卺'. If I remember correctly, this injector was used when he first became famous, and it was not used for a long time. That's all I know! Haha!"
No one laughed at the fat man. They all heard some sadness, some stubbornness, and some contentment that only comes after their wishes come true in each other's tone.
No one expected that this guy who always had no formal appearance would have a moment where his true feelings were revealed, and they suddenly felt closer to the fat man. However, they couldn't understand why Mr. Mai's parents would disapprove of their son's admiration for Master Zhu. This kind of behavior was simply unbelievable in Yatai Continent.
"Second brother! I won't interrupt you anymore! Keep talking, keep talking!" The fat man was a little overwhelmed by the crowd, so he hurriedly urged.
Nathan nodded, unconsciously put away his expert manner, and softened his tone and said: "Kuanji means a gourd with a bitter taste. This kind of gourd cannot be eaten, and few people use it to cut it open. Make a vessel to hold water and wine, because it will give both water and wine a bitter taste!”
"Huh? But I heard that in some places in the southern part of the mainland, such as the Republic of Chino, there is a custom of using gourds to hold wine for newlyweds or sworn brothers to drink together!" Shouhu suddenly interjected.
"It should be meant to allow drinkers to share joys and sorrows!" Qiu Dun was well-informed and explained immediately with a profound tone.
Nathan gave Qiu Dun a thumbs up and continued: "Generally speaking, only wood injectors will use gourds as injectors. Most of their functions are to store the energy of wood elements and use it for their own use at critical moments, or Let it absorb the negative energy retained in the body when injured. The criteria for these injectors to choose the gourd as the injector mainly depends on its age."
"Master Asen, you are right! However, the gourd in your hand is a bit strange. It has a yellowish appearance. It should be about a year old at most. Can this be used as an injector?!" The wood injection master couldn't help but voice his suspicions.
"That's what's so clever about it!" Nathan continued excitedly: "You have to pay attention to the patterns on its surface!"
After everyone heard this, they quickly looked at it, but no one saw anything.
"Actually, these are not ordinary decorative patterns, but runes. They have only one function, and that is to restrain strength! In other words, the true age of this gourd is not what it appears. According to my observation, it has at least The three hundred years of teaching have been fulfilled!" Nathan said firmly, pointing his finger to the faucet of the small gourd.
Everyone went as expected, and then discovered that the fine lines on the dragon's head were faintly tinged with purple gold.
"Hmph! What are you talking about three hundred years? This gourd is no less than five hundred years old. It is a top quality! Moreover, such a small kulud should only be found deep in the dark night forest!" The fat man suddenly remembered Mu Han's dissatisfaction and resentment in the sea of consciousness. the sound of.
"Hey! Why did you forget this little guy! As long as he is here, no one else has the right to say anything about the wood element!" Fatty thought to himself, and was about to have a good chat with Mu Han, but he heard what he said. Sen made another judgment.
"The color in these fine lines is most likely the color of the gourd itself. Therefore, the correct name of this injector should be called 'Purple Gold Kuxin'!" The third young master said confidently.
Without waiting for anyone's reaction, Nathan pointed to the small gourd and said, "And, look, does the skin of the gourd under these runes seem to have water ripples flowing?"
Everyone took a closer look and saw that there was a faint glimmer of light on the surface, like a clear water with extremely subtle fluctuations. I didn't notice it before because my attention was attracted by those runes.
"It's more than that!" The third young master sighed and put the small gourd into Shouhu's hand.
"Ouch! So heavy!" Shouhu exclaimed as his palms visibly sank without any preparation.
"Master is such a low-key person. If I have such a treasure, I will definitely dress it in gold and silver. That will be cool, right?!" Brother Hai sighed carelessly.
"Haha! This is the first standard that extraordinary injectors must meet - 'hidden truth'! Just think about it, isn't a treasure that looks very ordinary safer for the holder?" Nathan leisurely said.
"It's even more unexpected when used! Wonderful! It's really wonderful!" Fatty immediately agreed.
"But," he asked again, "after talking for a long time, how could you conclude that the gourd was made by the teacher?!"
"Hehe!" Nathan smiled, but said to Qiu Dun: "You already knew it! Let me reveal the mystery to everyone!"
Under everyone's doubtful gazes, Mr. Qiu nodded sheepishly, and then said happily: "The base of this gourd is engraved with the family emblem of Master Gongzhuang!"
Sure enough, there was indeed a four-leaf clover with a swirl in the middle.
And what this mark represents is the Gongzhuang family, the first family of contemporary annotators in the Yatai continent.
No one expected that after Nathan had been talking nonsense for so long, his final judgment would turn out to be this, and everyone burst into laughter.
The fat man didn't smile.
He was a little confused. He felt that the mark was familiar, as if he had seen it before...
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