Not far away from me, the stall owner, San Xiu, and the strange man who looked like a skeleton were still arguing about the value and price of the chrysolite, while Shen Shi was squatting in front of the stall next door, staring at the spirit grass in a daze.
"Hey, young master, you've been watching that Tianluo leaf for a long time. Do you want to buy it?"
A voice with a trace of impatience sounded in front of Shen Shi. It was the stall owner of the stall he was squatting at present. He looked at the young man with a sullen face.
Shen Shi regained his consciousness, couldn't help but smile with embarrassment, stood up, stepped back two steps, and walked away as if nothing had happened. The stall owner snorted coldly and said to himself, "all I meet are poor people who just look at things but don't buy anything. When can I meet those local tyrants who are as bright as rain and don't need money? Alas..."
Shen Shi didn't hear the disdainful comments of the stall owner, but even if he heard them, he couldn't say anything. At the moment, he just looked expressionless. He walked around again casually, and then came back quietly. This time, he stopped in front of the adjacent stall just now.
After a while, it seemed that the stall owner who had been arguing and haggling and the strange man who looked like a skeleton had finally reached an agreement reluctantly. Both sides made concessions and finally concluded the deal at the price of four soul crystals.
Looking at the strange man's expression of flesh and pain, which made others feel a little more thrilled, he took four shining soul crystals from his arms and handed them to the stall owner. Then he took the chrysolite, touched it twice, and hid it in a cloth bag on his waist. He turned around and walked away.
During this process, Shen Shi watched silently and didn't speak until the strange man walked away. He went to the stall and looked around. His eyes swept away from other spiritual materials and finally stayed on the small pot that fell on the ground.
It was an old small pot. It looked like it had just been dug out of the soil. There was still some soil on the pot. The whole body of the small pot is about half a foot high. The mouth of the pot is sealed. The pot body is mottled and pitted, and there are traces of erosion everywhere, so that even some patterns originally carved on the pot body have become blurred and illegible, and only a few places can be barely seen.
Shen Shi looked carefully and didn't see anything strange about the small pot. It seemed that it was really an old pot with some years. At this moment, the stall owner reached out to lift the pot, glanced at Shen Shi, grinned and said, "what's the matter, young master, but do you like this pot?"
Shen Shi smiled and didn't speak. After a moment's hesitation, he reached out to pick up the small pot. The beginning was a little heavy. He didn't know whether it was the weight of the pot itself or what was sealed in the pot. However, from the rough feeling in the palm of my hand, I can see that this small pot has been seriously eroded.
Seeing that Shen Shi didn't say anything, he picked up this small pot and looked at it carefully. It seemed that he was really interested in this junk that nobody cared about all year round. The stall owner was excited immediately, With a smile, he said, "young master, you really have a good eye. This thing is not ordinary. I dug it up a few years ago in an ancient tomb in Hongzhou. I encountered many ghosts and ghosts in the middle and almost died in that tomb. How about this thing? I've always been honest. I only sell you ten soul crystals."
Shen Shi twitched at the corner of his mouth. Without saying anything, he put the pot back on the ground and got up to go.
The stall owner stopped him and said with a dry smile, "young master, what are you doing? We have a lot to discuss and discuss..."
Shen Shi snorted and turned around reluctantly. "Don't try to deceive me just because I'm young," he said angrily
The stall owner's eyes flashed a ray of joy, and he thought, is this really a rich young master from an unknown family? What I said is also true. No one would ask about this shabby little jar for a few months on weekdays. The real casual practice focuses on those spiritual materials that are vital to cultivation, such as lingcao, lingkuang, Dan medicine and even classics. Who would have the leisure to look at this humble jar. It is this kind of rich and foolish aristocratic young master who likes these inexplicable antiques!
Now the smile on the stall owner's face became warmer and warmer. He looked at Shen Shi with a smile and said, "young master, I'm joking. I'm not a liar. If you really like this small jar, make a price and let's discuss it."
Shen Shi pondered for a moment, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and he seemed still undecided. He could not make a final decision about what the small pot in front of him was. After hesitation, he picked up the pot again and looked around in his hands. Finally, he slowly stood on his head, and his eyes fell on the bottom of the small pot.
The round bottom of the tank, which is only about half a palm in size, is also severely eroded, causing a pattern originally carved here to become blurred. But compared with the tank body, the bottom may be better because it is covered on the ground, so the damage is not so serious after all. Therefore, after careful identification, Shen Shi vaguely sees half a sunflower pattern with three leaves.
This is only half of it. In the other half, where it has been eroded beyond recognition, there are still some lines. It seems that there are still a few leaves, but I can't see them clearly.
The stall owner was very patient. Shen Shi didn't show any impatience even though he stared at the small can for a long time. He was much better than his next door neighbor. He just smiled and said, "what's up, young master? What can you see?"
Shen Shi said nothing, but hesitated for a moment. The pattern was too broken to be seen clearly. But looking at the distribution of the pattern, it seemed that in the remaining space, except for the three sunflower leaves that could be identified, it was barely possible to draw four more leaves.
Perhaps, is this really a seven leaf sunflower pattern
Shen Shi silently looked at the small pot in his hand. His fingers subconsciously gripped it for a few minutes. After a moment, he slowly put it back.
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In the long and distant past, people have long forgotten it even now. Ten thousand years ago, there was a pattern of "seven leaf golden sunflower", which awed the whole Hongmeng world. Hundreds of ethnic groups worshipped it and the heroes were in awe. Because this gorgeous and dazzling Golden Emblem belonged to the master of that era, the supreme ruler of the demon family that once ruled hundreds of ethnic groups, the master of the TIANYAO royal court, and the demon emperor.
The time when the heavenly demon king court ruled Hongmeng was much longer than the time when the human race ruled Hongmeng. It is said that the years recorded by historical materials alone are at least 40000 years old. Only after the battle between people and demons in the past years, the demon family was defeated, and the once glorious and magnificent TIANYAO King court collapsed in the sea of war and blood. Since then, everything of the demon family has been like smoke and ashes, and dissipated in the dust of the past.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the historical books that once recorded the past history of the demon clan have almost disappeared over the years. The human clan dominates the Hongmeng realms. What needs to be remembered is that the demon clan once cruelly enslaved the human clan in the past, and finally the human clan rose, driving the evil demon clan back to the demon realm, and destroying the Zhenzu artifact "Yinming tower". Since then, it has been imprisoned in the demon realm and will never return.
Time is the most ruthless. No matter how magnificent you were in the past, you will still turn into dust and clouds after thousands of years without leaving many traces. In addition, most of those historical books were lost and destroyed. Nowadays, few people in the world still remember the seven leaf sunflower. Shen Shi also happened to be on the first floor of Tianyi building in Xilu City, Yinzhou. When he was identifying some ancient spiritual material, he was puzzled. He looked through the books and found that some words mentioned this heraldry.
In any case, the demon clan has ruled the world for a long time after all. Even if that time has passed for 10000 years, sometimes you can still find some faint words in some inconspicuous corners.
However, it is still unclear how many leaves there are in this broken pattern in front of us. At the same time, over the years, the dazzling color of the seven leaf sunflower seems to have fallen off completely and is not obvious at all.
Is it possible that you have made a mistake?
Shen Shi hesitated for a while. After all, he had never seen a real seven leaf golden sunflower heraldry before. Everything depended on speculation. But if it was indeed a seven leaf golden sunflower heraldry, the origin of this small pot would not be simple.
You should know that the pattern of seven leaf golden sunflower symbolized the supreme imperial power in the days of the demon king's court. It has always been used only by the direct lineage of the demon emperor. There is only one reason why the seven leaf golden sunflower pattern is printed on such a small pot, that is, the stall owner got lucky and found the tomb of a demon emperor a long time ago. This small pot is obviously one of the sacrificial objects.
But
Shen Shi looked up and saw the stall owner in front of him. He had a broad face, big ears and a fierce face. Although he was smiling at the moment, it seemed that he still had some ferocious momentum. It seems that he is not particularly lucky.
One may be the sacrificial object of a certain generation of the demon king, a treasure that was once the ruler of the whole Hongmeng world and was entitled to be buried after his death. Can it really be this inconspicuous little jar in front of us?
Shen Shi looks at the stall owner without expression. The stall owner looks at Shen Shi with a broad smile.
"A soul crystal." Shen Shi is a faint tunnel.
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The stall owner's face suddenly became less beautiful. He rolled his eyes and said, "young master, you've cut the price too hard."
Shen Shi shook his head and said, "this thing is not worth money."
The stall owner snorted and said: "young master, you can go out and ask. How many years have I been running a stall here? I've always been a kid and an old man... Er, what's your expression?"
Shen Shi looked at him with a smile. After a moment, he lowered his voice slightly and said, "the chrysolite is bright and orange in color, and the pure red yellow color is the top grade. If there are mixed colors, there must be impurities and foreign matters, and its effect will be greatly reduced. It can't be refined into alchemy without entering the refining vessel. No..."
"Enough." The stall owner's face changed greatly, and he stared at Shen Shi for a long time without saying anything.
Shen Shi smiled and said, "I can see that there are at least three black gray pieces on the chrysolite you sold just now."
The stall owner looked Shen Shi up and down, frowned and said, "I can't see that you still have this vision at such a young age."
Shen Shi smiled but didn't say anything. He just repeated one sentence and said, "a soul crystal. Sell it to me?"
The stall owner remained silent for a moment, his broad face changed, then suddenly showed a smile and said, "young master, what do you think this small can is?"
Shen Shi shook his head and said, "I don't know. I just like it."
The stall owner took a look at him, and with a slow flick of his mouth, he suddenly said, "I won't sell it."
Shen Shi was stunned and said: "what?"
The stall owner named Lao Hou smiled slightly and said, "young master, I think you have unique eyesight. I'm afraid you are the son of an extraordinary aristocratic family. But since you have such foresight, Lao Hou, I believe you once. I'll take this thing back and study it myself. Around you, you're only willing to give a crystal. I'll bet it with a crystal. What do you think?"
Shen Shi was silent for a moment and looked at the stall owner, Lao Hou, who looked pale. He reached out and slowly took the small pot back and put it in front of himself. A sly look passed through his eyes. Shen Shi took a deep breath and slowly stood up. He knew that he was still too young and inexperienced after all. He was intent on finding treasures from others with his own eyes, but he didn't know that he was not the only smart person in the world.
At this time, he suddenly remembered in his mind the words he told his father Shen Tai when he was parting from him in Xilu City:
There are countless talents in the world, and the elites of the world are gathered together in the cultivation of immortals. There will always be someone smarter and stronger than you.
Be smart. That's what I am now
Even an ordinary stall owner, who runs a casual repair shop, is able to put himself in a good position. In the past, he was really a frog at the bottom of a well. Shen Shi didn't say anything more, but read his father's admonition again deeply in his heart. This time, he wanted to engrave it in his heart. Then, Shen Shi took a final look at the small pot and turned away.
Behind him, the stall owner Lao Hou showed a proud smile.
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps... Although Shen Shi didn't look back, he still felt a little hot on his face. Maybe that's the young Xin's surname. Even though he knew that it was his fault, he still couldn't help being angry. He was angry with the crafty stall owner and himself.
Just as he was about to take the fifth step and prepare to stay away from the stall, which made him feel strongly frustrated, a strange and extremely soft voice came from behind him, which made people feel a little creepy
"Boss, the quantity of that piece of chrysolite was less just now. I want to ask if you have any other stocks. I'll buy some more."
Shen Shi's footsteps suddenly stopped.