Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 108 It Comes From Eternity, Sell Yuanshou Pearl!
Song Ciwan raised his head and walked towards the faint figure on the mountain road.

She found that the visibility here was very low, and even her spiritual vision was suppressed by about three feet around her body, preventing her from seeing far.

There was an inexplicable murmur in the cold air, vaguely lingering, seemingly near and far.

The person with the loud voice was upset and his blood was surging.

Fortunately, Song Ciwan's mind and soul are stable, and her spiritual platform is clear. In her sea of ​​consciousness, the demon seeds formed by the void phantom sword are just a slight movement, and those annoying voices are all gone.

If Song Ciwan wanted to listen carefully, she would naturally be able to hear them, but these voices could no longer affect her emotions in the slightest.

She stacked ten armor talismans and carried ten evil warding talismans on her body.

Although these are just low-level talismans, and their effects may not be as strong as her own defensive power from body training, it's okay, the quality is not enough, and the quantity is enough.

Both are insufficient, and that is better than nothing.

Song Ciwan walked cautiously and slowly, getting closer to the figure on the mountain road, he could vaguely see that figure standing in the gray mist, it seemed... without clothes?

Do not!
That figure not only has no clothes, "she" doesn't even have skin!
Muscles like dead wood covered the beautifully proportioned bones. Although the dead wood was rotten, every muscle of "her" seemed to be full.

"She" has a perfectly curvy waist and hips, and a stubborn yet light standing posture. In the gray mist, "she" raises her jaw slightly, and in her completely wooden eye sockets, the non-existent eyeballs seem to be looking into the distance.

The moment he faced him head-on, Song Ciwan felt a kind of ancient vicissitudes and shock.

She couldn't help but stop, her eyes met those eyes that didn't exist.

The murmuring in the mist became indistinct and became more intense, and an indistinguishable language was repeated in Song Ciwan's ear.

"Hey huh huh..."

"Xi Woo!"

"Xi Woo!"

……

Before she knew it, Song Ciwan moved her feet again, and she walked forward, getting closer to the figure of the wooden figure.

The two sides are head to head, shoulder to shoulder, hand to hand, foot to foot.

Song Ciwan's body leaned forward, and he was about to fall on the wooden figure.

At the critical moment, the fire of the Heart Sutra in her sea of ​​consciousness suddenly flickered.

Song Ciwan suddenly woke up, she stepped hard on her feet, leaned back her upper body, but subconsciously squeezed her right hand into a finger and flicked forward.

A ray of blazing flames was ejected together with the fire of the Heart Sutra, and suddenly landed on the wooden man in front of him.

When the wooden man encounters fire, it will ignite, and with a bang, the flame will rise rapidly.

Song Ciwan's feet moved lightly, and the back-to-basics-level Caoshangfei Qinggong was performed, and her body turned into ten in an instant.

Then, I heard a shrill cry: "Xiwu!"

Amidst the screams, a chilly blue light emerged from the flame, and shot at one of Song Ciwan's incarnations in an instant.

Whoosh!
The cold light pierced through the phantom, but it didn't hit anything.

But Song Ciwan's figure flashed, and the main body was already more than ten feet away from the wooden figure.

All the phantoms dissipated like a cloud of smoke. At this time, Song Ciwan saw that the cold light rolled down on the ground after passing through a dissipated phantom.

Not far away, the burning wooden man was crackling in the flames, his body was broken and his bones were broken, and the remnants of the wooden man were scattered, and after a while, they were all burned to ashes.

The flame swayed in the gray mist, and together with the ashes, withered into nothingness.

"Xiwu..."

The murmur continued, but eventually faded away.

An indescribable sense of loss was born from this, and the melancholy was indescribable.

Song Ciwan hurriedly held his breath to calm himself down and dispel this inexplicable feeling.

The scales of heaven and earth emerged, and a mass of dark air like an abyss lay on the weighing pan.

[Variation of the gloomy and gloomy spirit, the remorse and confusion of lost time and space, can be bought for eighty-two seven dollars. 】

Mutated withered glory?

What is this?
Song Ciwan took back the scale of heaven and earth, thought for a moment, and then walked to the place where the cold light fell.

After the wooden man was burned, apart from the cloud of Qi that Tian Di Scale took the initiative to collect, the cold glow that fell to the ground earlier should be the real spoils of war this time.

Song Ciwan walked over to take a closer look, and saw a blue bead about the size of a thumb's belly rolling down on the gray mist-shrouded dirt and rocky ground.

She didn't directly reach out to pick it up, but with a flick of the formula, the breath-absorbing technique was deployed, instantly rolled up the blue bead, and sent it into the scale of heaven and earth.

No matter what it is, first use the world scale to test it!
Sure enough, an explanation about this little bead appeared on the scale of heaven and earth: [Yuan Shou Bead, a strange thing from the underworld, yellow grade, taking it can increase your life by one year, and it can be traded off. 】

This is the Yuanshou Pearl mentioned by Xie Yunxiang!
Song Ciwan had a sense of joy that it really was so, she didn't hesitate, and immediately tried to sell this Yuanshou pearl.

Take a look at this strange thing that can prolong life, and what you can get after selling it to Tian Di Scale!
[You sold the Nether Rare Object, one Huang-level Yuanshou Pearl, and got ten pieces of Zulong coins. 】

Ancestral Dragon Casting Money: The mysterious casting money from the last civilization era carries the strange power of the tide of heaven and earth, and the ancient atmosphere left in the long river of history.Carry it with you, you can divination good or bad luck, prevent disasters and eliminate disasters.

The specific effect depends on the wearer's current luck and the strength of the disaster he is facing.

It is also the common currency of the nether world, and its value depends on fate.

Value whatever?
interesting!
Song Ciwan immediately took three Zulong coins from the Tiandi scale and held them in his hand.

It can be seen that this cast coin has a shape of outer circle and inner square, which is no different from the copper coins popular in the Zhou Dynasty at first glance.

It is also divided into literal and flowery. Song Ciwan originally thought that she would not be able to understand the literal characters, but who knew that they were very similar to the seal characters she had seen in her previous life!
After careful identification, its text is: Qiankun Tiandi.

The tone is very loud, and the words on today's copper coins have long since ceased to be cast like this.

To cast is basically a certain Tongbao.

Song Ciwan thought about it for a moment. To be honest, the world she is in now has always been consistent with the past life in her memory, and the China she has been thinking about in terms of cultural customs.

She hadn't thought about the origin of this consistency before. Whether she was awakening Su Hui or traveling through time, this is a mythical world.In the mythical world, everything is possible.

How can this unity of culture not be the wonderful unity of the development of the universe?

Why bother to explore the essence of the world when you are humble?Just as a mayfly only needs to know the morning and evening, but not the age.

Although Song Ciwan in the past was dedicated to Taoism and pursued longevity, but because of her low cultivation, when facing the nature of this world, her concept was indeed like this.

Sometimes, it really doesn't mean that the more you know the better.If the strength cannot match it, excessive cognition may not only bring pain, but may also bring crisis!
However, this coin is said to be from the last era of civilization, but the writing on it is actually seal characters. Song Ciwan couldn't help but think about it at this moment.

The current common characters of Dazhou are actually square characters, but its specific stroke composition is very different from the Huaxia characters in Song Ciwan's memory.

These two can be said to be the same kind of writing, but they are not the same kind of writing.

But why, these seal characters are so identical?
According to Tian Di Scale's explanation, this ancestral dragon coin even came from the last "civilization era"!
Song Ciwan was thinking while turning over the coin in his hand.

At the moment of turning over the face, the dragon pattern carved on the face of the coin seems to be alive.

The pitch-black dragon's head was lifted up in an instant, the dragon's head opened its mouth, and let out a long cry!
hold head high--

The vicissitudes of ancient times penetrate time and space, just like illusion penetrates reality.

Song Ciwan's heart beat violently, and he almost threw out the coins.

(End of this chapter)