Cultivation starts from being a ghost

Chapter 341
The man was overjoyed when he heard this sentence, so he changed it to voice transmission: "I am Xia Zhiyang, who did the little friend say just now?"

"Ghost hand!"

"What's your relationship with Ghost Hand?"

"Both disciples and friends!"

"So the master has passed on the Artifact Refining Book to you?"

"Senior Ghost Hand only has a remnant soul left, and what he passed on to me is only the magic weapon chapter!"

"I've already sensed that his soul power is very weak. Let me tell you about the situation of this master. What happened 20 years ago?"

Qin Chuan organized his language and briefly talked about what happened in the Wanxiang Demon Tomb and the entrustment of the bad gambler.

Xia Zhiyang was silent for a long time, "So you came to me after hearing about the inheritance of the Artifact Refining Book?"

"I didn't know that senior was here. I represented the West Region Artifact Refiner Alliance to participate in the Artifact Refining Competition, but the reason they let me participate is for this Artifact Alchemy Collection!"

"Hehe, it's God's will. Originally, I only wanted to lure those guys into the bait, but I didn't expect to attract you too."

"Senior, what do you mean by this? Could it be that the old man outside the firm was waiting for you?"

"That's right, he's coming after me. I released the news of the Artifact Alchemy Book to lure them into the bait!"

Qin Chuan's complexion changed slightly. Xia Zhiyang's cultivation was at most in the late Nascent Soul stage, and the aura emitted by the old man just now was clearly in the stage of transforming gods. Moreover, according to Xia Zhiyang's meaning, there was more than one person, so he couldn't help worrying: " Although the strength of the senior is good, but the strength of the opponent is obviously stronger, how can you be their opponent? And now the ghost hand needs to rely on the senior to recover!"

"You don't have to worry about this, I have already persuaded those old ghosts of the Artifact Refiner Alliance, if you want to get the Artifact Alchemy Book, you must do things for me!"

"Relying on others is worse than relying on yourself. Seniors should take it slowly, why rush for a while?"

Xia Zhiyang sighed, "I can't wait any longer. Those who bloodbathed the Yang family back then, died and ascended, there are only a few immortals left. If you don't take action, you will have no chance to take revenge in the future!"

"I'm afraid that senior will not be able to get away by then, right?"

"Don't worry, I don't plan to get away at all, and I will retire in the Artifact Master Alliance in the future!"

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Qin Chuan handed over the soul-nourishing pot and the Xumi ring of the ghost hand.

Xia Zhiyang took the jar of nourishing souls, but not the Sumeru ring, "You take this, you already have the magic treasure chapter of the Artifact Refining Book, and the Lingbao chapter and Xianbao chapter are in the underground secret cave at the original site of the Yang Family Ancestral Temple , I hope you can pass it on!" After speaking, he took out a blank jade slip and put it on his forehead, and handed it over after a while.

Qin Chuan took it over and put it away, "Senior, can I ask a question?"

"Just ask!"

"What kind of characters are written on this Artifact Refining Book? Where did the book come from?"

"I learned from my master that this kind of writing is called oracle bone inscriptions. As for the origin of the book, the ancestors of the Yang family accidentally rescued a monk of unknown origin when they were exploring a dilapidated space secret realm. This treasured book was passed down from the Yang family..."

Qin Chuan's eyes lit up, "Later, who is the monk's surname, where can he live? Does he speak the same language as our lingua franca?"

Xia Zhiyang couldn't help but smile wryly at his series of questioning, "I said that you are too curious, and they all say that the origin is unknown. He left after recovering from his injury. As for the others, it was a long time ago. , I am afraid that only the deceased ancestors of the Yang family can know about it!"

Qin Chuan couldn't help being disappointed, it seems that the clues related to this Artifact Refining Book have been broken.

Suddenly there was a commotion around, which attracted his attention, but it was caused by the auctioneer's words, "Everyone, this piece of top-quality golden spirit jade, friends who know how to make weapons and talismans, know that ice spirit jade and Fire spirit jade is relatively common, while gold spirit jade is extremely rare, even rarer is this top-quality gold spirit jade. This piece of gold spirit jade is four inches thick and wide, and more than one foot long. It is enough to refine two top-quality flying swords and dozens of top-quality talismans. It’s a treasure, the low-level auction is [-] spirit stones, and the price will increase by no less than [-] each time!”

"Two thousand and five!"

"Two thousand six!"

"Three thousand!"

……

Qin Chuan happened to be able to use this kind of spiritual jade in this refining competition, and the quality of the piece that Lu Yangtian gave him was a bit poor, so he planned to take a photo of this piece of spiritual jade, "Senior Xia, I want to take a photo of this piece of spiritual jade , let's talk later!"

"If you don't have enough spirit stones, I'll have them here!"

"Thank you senior, I have enough spirit stones!"

While speaking, the price of the top-quality Jin Lingyu has climbed to [-], and there are only three people still bidding. Qin Chuan inspired the jade token in his hand and directly quoted a price of [-].

"Okay, fellow daoist No. 320 and No. [-] offered five thousand, is there any more bids?"

"Five thousand and two, another fellow daoist bid, now it is five thousand and two!"

"Six thousand!" Qin Chuan directly added one thousand. This price was already three times the reserve price, which had already exceeded the value it should have. His opponent finally died down and stopped bidding.

The auctioneer reported three times in a row, but no one bid again. In the end, Qin Chuan got the top-quality golden spirit jade.

Xia Zhiyang nodded appreciatively, this little guy is domineering enough, Lingshi is nothing to a craftsman, but top-quality materials are hard to come by, dare to bid is the courage that a person who does great things should have.

"What's your name, tell me what materials you need, maybe I can satisfy you!"

"My name is Qin Chuan, do seniors have any materials for making the magic weapon of sound attack?"

"Oh, have you been able to refine the magic weapon of sound attack?" Xia Zhiyang knew very well that magic weapon of sound attack was not only rare in material, but more importantly, it was extremely difficult to refine, especially high-level magic weapon of sound attack.

"It should be possible. Senior, have you heard of the Four Spirits Lebao?"

"Dragon chant, tiger roar, bird cry, tortoise fou, but these four?"

"Exactly, this junior already has Tiger Roar and Turtle Fou in his hand, and wants to gather these four spiritual treasures!"

"It seems that I underestimated you!" Xia Zhiyang hesitated for a moment, with a look of heartache on his face, then he gritted his teeth, and took out a large piece of charred bamboo, "This thing comes from a person who failed in transformation. The Wannian Purple Bamboo Demon, the old man took a lot of effort to get it, now it's cheap for you!"

"Thank you senior for giving me the treasure. The junior sees that the senior has an old disease, so I will also give the senior a gift!"

"Oh, you can actually see the old man's illness?"

"Senior's face is haggard, obviously he has used a secret method that consumes vitality before!"

"That's right. More than ten years ago, in order to escape for my life, the old man used teleportation consecutively, and later used blood escape. Although he took many kinds of elixir, it was still difficult to make up for the loss!"

Qin Chuan also pretended to have a heartache, and took out a wine gourd made of spirit wood and handed it over.

Xia Zhiyang only opened it once, and immediately put on the stopper, and just this moment, there were a lot of nose twitching sounds from around, all eyes were focused on the gourd in his hand, and he even forgot about the ongoing auction.

"Tsk tsk, this is Yimu spirit wine, boy Qin, where did you get it?"

"I blackmailed it from an old dryad in the transformation period!"

"Haha, okay, okay, you boy suits my temper, and my master's vision is really brilliant!"

(End of this chapter)