Chapter 55: Three-Legged Ancient Cauldron
Xuan Lang's business was very poor today, but he didn't care. He just held an ancient book and read it with gusto, until a figure came to his stall.
"This fellow Taoist is invited! But what do you like? If you like it, you can test it. I, the casual cultivator Xuanlang, is well-known as an honest person in Lingchuanfang City, and I will definitely not do anything like that. It's just a fake thing, but it's fake!" Xuan Lang looked at the monk in front of him as he spoke, and saw that he had a pale face, a medium build, and was wearing a slightly loose black robe. Strangely, his eyes were not looking at his own belongings. But he stared at himself, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and Xuanlang asked doubtfully: "What? Is there something on your face?"
"Oh! No, I just think fellow Taoist looks familiar..."
This person was naturally Xiao Mian. He recognized Xuan Lang at a glance and walked over involuntarily when he remembered their last interaction.
"Oh! As the saying goes, we are all brothers in the world. Since Taoist friends think that I look familiar, it means they are destined. If there is something you like, even if it is cheaper to sell to Taoist friends, why don't you help me open one?" Xuan Lang is worthy of it. As a self-proclaimed honest person, Xiao Mian's secret was revealed at the end of his words, and Xiao Mian didn't care. After all, for him, who had been in seclusion for almost a year, he felt very friendly when he saw a familiar face. At that moment, he started to browse the propaganda seemingly casually. Of course, the items placed there by Lang were actually controlled by Gui Tou, who was picking and choosing with disdain: "What kind of rags are these? Although casual cultivators won't waste them, they won't treat these rags as treasures, right?" "
"Senior, you don't even look at this Taoist brother's cultivation. Do you still expect him to hunt monsters above level four? Then we are not here to buy monster bones. We will probably have to help him collect the corpses!"
"……,makes sense!"
Rarely, Guitou, who always liked to argue with Xiao Mian, didn't say much. It was obvious that facts spoke louder than words: with Xuanlang's early stage of foundation building, there really wasn't anything worth looking forward to. Since there was nothing to gain, Xiao Mian planned to leave early, but at this moment, Guitou sent a soul thought to postpone leaving. Under the instructions of Guitou's soul, Xiao Mian picked up an utensil on the stall seemingly casually.
It was an ancient cauldron, with big feet, two ears, a big belly and a small mouth. There was also a small tripod lid on the mouth of the cauldron.
The only fly in the ointment is that this ancient tripod is covered with cracks, as if it could be broken into pieces with just a little force.
"I have little knowledge and have not asked my seniors for advice. What is the origin of this thing?"
Xuan Lang, a monk in the foundation building stage, could call him Taoist friend, but Xiao Mian, a monk in the Qi training stage, had to call him senior - this was the rule in the cultivation world.
"This thing? This thing is not mine! It was sold by a senior to me because of his physical inconvenience. If fellow Taoist likes it, I will take you to that senior's residence and let you How about discussing it in person?" Seeing Xiao Mian holding the ancient tripod and nodding his head, Xuan Lang quickly put away the stall and took Xiao Mian out of the stall area towards the west. Go to the residence of scattered cultivators.
Lingchuanfang City is rich in the east and poor in the west. Obviously, the situation of the senior who consigned the ancient tripod is not very good.
Along the way, Xuan Lang just kept busy, while Xiao Mian was busy communicating with Guitou Hun Nian, but they were in peace and quiet all the way.
"Senior, although this ancient tripod looks like an ancient relic, it is too broken! I'm really afraid that I might crush it accidentally!"
"Don't worry! It can't be broken! This cauldron is indeed quite old. A conservative estimate is around five thousand years. As for the cracks on it, they were caused by someone exploding the furnace. They are damage caused from within, not from the inside. You, a minor cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training, can crush it. This ancient cauldron is actually no longer usable. The reason why I like it is because its material is really rare. Even in my time, it was rare. If it were Being able to find a way to refine it is a big bargain!"
"I see! But can this broken ancient tripod be reforged?"
"I don't know if it's possible, but there's always the possibility that it's not? If the other party's price isn't too outrageous, then just buy it, so that I can find something to do while you're practicing."
"Yeah! I know..."
The old man and the young man on the other side had reached an agreement, and Xuan Lang on the other side also slowed down.
At first Xiao Mian thought he had arrived at the residence of the owner of the ancient tripod, but the crying and noise he heard next made Xiao Mian frown. Seeing Xuan Lang suddenly speeding up his pace and rushing towards the place of dispute, Xiao Mian gave a bitter smile, Followed.
Xiao Mian came to Lingchuanfang City this time just to purchase the demonic beast bones needed for body refining, but he didn't want to cause extra problems. Now it seems that the tree is still but the wind is not stopping.
Within a moment, Xiao Mian saw many onlookers outside a small courtyard ahead, pointing and some even whispering, but no one dared to enter the courtyard.
"Wei Laohei! Why are you harassing Mr. Ye again?"
With a loud roar, Xuan Lang had already rushed into the small courtyard, but after only a breath, he escaped and flew back. However, he was caught off guard by someone who heard the movement in the small courtyard.
Xiao Mian couldn't help but shook his head secretly after seeing it. It was reasonable to take the lead, but obviously Wei Laohei was not an ordinary person. Judging from Xuan Lang's slightly embarrassed figure, the opponent's strength was probably higher than Xuan Lang.
Sure enough, after a wild laugh, a short man with a short stature and dark skin appeared at the door of the courtyard, mocking Xuan Lang with disdain.
"Just you? You also want to be a hero and save the beauty?"
"Wei Laohei! Stop bullying! When Uncle Ye set up a stall in the stall area, he paid you the fee on time and didn't owe you anything. Why do you come to my door again and again? We are all from the same lineage of casual cultivators. Even if we can't help each other, we can't at least exploit each other like this, right?"
"Hmph! Don't think I don't know: he has a lot of things on consignment with you! Although you paid your own fee, those fees don't include the fee of the old man surnamed Ye. Since he asked you to sell his things, you must pay!"
When the two of them were arguing with each other, a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old came out of the courtyard gate with a white-haired old man.
"Ahem! Wei Laohei! You just hold a grudge against me for not wanting to make pills for you back then, and now you come to my door while I am dying. Am I right?" The old man must be the old man surnamed Ye mentioned by Xuan Lang, the owner of the ancient tripod. He looked pale, and it was indeed a sign that his end was coming. Wei Laohei was a bachelor, and after the old man exposed his thoughts, he admitted frankly: "Yes! I just hold a grudge, so what? Not only do I hold a grudge, I also like your granddaughter, so what?"
"Despicable! Wei Laohei, you...you..."
The girl must be the old man's granddaughter. Being teased by Wei Laohei in public, she couldn't help but blush, feeling ashamed and hateful.
Xuan Lang wanted to go up and argue with Wei Laohei, but suddenly felt that he was being pulled, and then he saw Xiao Mian passing him and walking forward.
Xuan Lang was stunned: This man is only at the eighth level of Qi training, and even he is not Wei Laohei's opponent, how can he be the opponent of Wei Laohei, who is at the middle stage of foundation building?