Qian Yang had his own judgment on this gourd. First of all, this is a green jade longevity gourd ornament, which is absolutely false. However, the texture of this green jade can only be considered ordinary and not considered a fine product. Originally, the value of green jade products was far lower than that of white jade, and the texture was not outstanding, I am afraid that the value of this gourd would be greatly reduced.

In addition, the carving of the patterns on the gourd is by no means a master, and it is not a masterpiece. However, it can be seen that the sculptor has put in a lot of effort in carving, and it is definitely not a random work. It is worthy of the four words "beautiful and generous".

In general, this is an ordinary folk jade ornament, with texture and carving around the average line. In Qian Yang's words, it is "barely considered a serious thing!"

But it was just such a jade ornament that barely reached the average level that made Qian Yang's heart tremble uncontrollably. The reason was that this gourd had one of the biggest highlights, that is, this gourd - it was so big!

Two feet in height, one and a half feet in square radius, and this body shape is even just a piece of iron, and it is enough to sell waste to eat a few meals. What's more, this is the real ancient green jade, with a good carving on it. It was also cherished and placed in the house, and even after death, it was buried with it.

Qian Yang had already begun to estimate the value of this big gourd. He found information about the auction of jade products from his sea of ​​consciousness and carefully checked it. Although green jade is not as good as white jade, it should not be underestimated. Such a large ornament is placed before the prehistoric disaster. If it is used to auction and operate properly, it is not surprising that one million will be sold.

The glory in Qian Yang's eyes could no longer be concealed. Of course, as a gentle and beautiful young man, he could not do such a thing as being proud of himself. Even if he got such a big treasure, he should be humble and low-key.

Qian Yang tried hard to find a place where he could be a little humble, and of course it was easy to find it. Usually, the auction price was often a bit inflated, which was OK for reference, but it was certainly not based on the auction price.

For example, Qian Yang thought it was worth 700,000 or 800,000 yuan. It was really not a big deal. It was okay to be a little happy, but it was not worth it. It was just a little money for it to breathe strongly and have a speeding heartbeat. There was no need to be excited. Moreover, the price was not much converted into a spirit stone.

According to Qian Yang's exchange ratio for prehistoric currency and spirit stones, the gourd of 700,000 to 800,000 is worth about 250,000 spirit stones.

"Is it only 250,000 spirit stones? Xiao Qian'er! I think that such a fake broken bowl at the auction sold 18,000 spirit stones. How could I exchange this gourd for dozens of bowls? And the prehistoric antique worth 250,000 spirit stones can't do anything. Can I enter the God Transformation Stage? No! Can I enter the Nascent Soul Stage? No! Is there anything to be happy about?"

"I heard that a monk wants to make a perfect breakthrough from foundation building to the Golden Elixir stage, need an antique worth about 200,000 spirit stones. This gourd is the level, is the Golden Elixir stage? Is the Golden Elixir stage very amazing? Is there anything to be happy about... Hu~ Hu` Hu~"

Qian Yang's mouth was already stretched out to the point where he couldn't close it. That was the Golden Pill stage! He just got the Golden Pill stage pass, and Qian Yang felt as if he was dreaming at this time. He didn't know how to suppress his ecstasy, so he could only try to slowly calm down his excitement.

Since he had the idea of ​​finding ruins at the auction, only he himself knew how much effort he had put in over the past few months. Endless guesses and endless overturns. Finally, he traveled through the soil day and night by relying on a whimsical conclusion, and threw himself into the cold river of the broken ice river again and again. Next was his struggle in the ruins, and he encountered sinister inner demons in the middle of the journey, and almost died and died. All this effort was to gain the harvest at this moment. With the corresponding harvest, Qian Yang felt that everything he had paid before was worth the money.

Carefully putting the green jade gourd into the Qiankun bag, Qian Yang began to calm down his emotions and forced himself to enter a state of cultivation. Although he was eager to return to his stable nest now, he knew very well that the journey to ruins was not over yet, and the deadlock in the square above him still needed a perfect end, where his younger brothers and sisters were waiting for him to break the deadlock.

Qian Yang believed that the soul bottle that could be the enemy of the Qingyu Gourd for millions of years was definitely not simple, so he naturally would not let go easily. At this time, he needed to use cultivation to calm himself down completely. Only by calming down can he clearly deal with the next dilemma.

In just half an hour, Qian Yang opened his eyes. At this moment, there was no trace of abnormality on his face, only a gentle smile and a slightly cute look.

Qian Yang successfully calmed down his emotions and his mind returned to awakening. The first thing he did after he woke up was to condense a spiritual fire blade and then gently hit the earth wall next to him.

No obstacles!

Qian Yang smiled, but his hands kept throwing out more than a dozen spiritual fire blades one after another, as he expected, none of them failed.

Qian Yang's mind moved and moved the big gourd that had just made him feel rippled out of the Qiankun bag, but this time his eyes were no longer special when he looked at the gourd. Qian Yang tried again to condense the spiritual fire blade, but this time the spiritual power in his body stagnated, and the spiritual fire blade that could be emitted casually just now could no longer be released. Qian Yang tried several times, and it was always like this.

This is true. This gourd is the culprit that the ruins cannot release spells. As long as it is put into the Qiankun bag, the spell can be released as usual. After confirming this point, Qian Yang did not put away the gourd again, but dragged the antique worth 250,000 spirit stones and started his great cause of digging again.

Qian Yang's idea is very simple. I don't know what the situation in the square is now, so it's better not to change the rules for the time being. If someone discovers the remains and suddenly releases spells, I don't know what will happen again.

When he was not clear about his mind just now, he had put away the gourd for half an hour, but it was not a big problem. No one should have tried to use spells when he was idle. After all, it was not a good feeling to be forced to interrupt the spell.

With his memory of the direction, Qian Yang dug up the bottom of the square in one breath, and quietly released a little spiritual consciousness to secretly observe the movements of the people in the square.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. This peeked scared Qian Yang. Everyone on the field had already started to take action, and Tang Xiaoguo and others were obviously at a disadvantage. At this time, it was when Jin Zhanpeng showed his power and had almost controlled the entire situation in the square. Qian Yang couldn't help but start to be glad that he had come in time. If he had come a little later, he would probably have to sit back and watch Jin Zhanpeng take the soul bottle as he wished.

Qian Yang's spiritual consciousness clearly saw that Jin Zhanpeng grabbed a corner of the red silk, and then the red silk lost control, the bottle fell out, and fell towards the ground. Jin Zhanpeng took a step and was about to grab the bottle. "Is that so good?" Qian Yang was right next to the place where the bottle fell, so how could he sit and watch the soul bottle be taken by Jin Zhanpeng?

Qian Yang quickly put the green jade gourd into the Qiankun bag, then used the earth escape technique, and grabbed the soul bottle before Jin Zhanpeng.

He got the soul bottle, but he didn't dare to put the soul bottle in his bag with a hundred courage. You should know that this soul bottle is the life of the Yin Spirit, and the Yin Spirits are all physical, so it doesn't take any effort to travel through the earth. Now he is in the earth, and there is absolutely no possibility of escaping by relying on the slow earth escape technique. If he dares to collect the soul bottle, the Yin Spirit Army will chase him in minutes and tear him to pieces.

Qian Yang's mind was still very clear at this time, so after taking the soul bottle, he made the best choice without hesitation, which was to throw the bottle to the small undercover in the Qi Refining Period in the square that had been ignored.

Qi Mu, who received the bottle, was obviously confused and couldn't understand why the bottle was in his hands.

Jin Zhanpeng was also stunned. The changes in things completely exceeded all his previous imagination. He couldn't figure out where the hand came from and what it was for. Now that the hand had shrunk back, and there was no hole left on the ground at all. Jin Zhanpeng even began to suspect that everything that had just been an illusion.

If you want to react quickly, it must be Miss Tang. Tang Xiaoguo has never forgotten Qi Mu's undercover identity, which is her trump card.

"That little red robe, stop running!" Tang Xiaoguo roared back to the souls of everyone in the field.

The fat man was the first to stand up and cooperate: "Boy, don't run away!" He shouted while rushing towards Qi Mu. Seeing that fierce attitude, he wanted to kill Qi Mu on the spot.

He chased him and stopped his red robe. He thought to himself that this thing had fallen into our Wulianggu's hands. Do you still want to grab it back? Hong robe used some strength and stopped the fat man in three moves and two moves. When he took action, Chu Nan also moved, and the other red robe would not be idle. The four of them fought together, and they didn't know who was going to stop who.

Qi Mu also came back to his energy at this time. He couldn't do it even if he didn't. The room was full of dark spirits running towards him and surrounded him.

Qi Muke was frightened and stuffed the porcelain bottle into the Qiankun bag, followed the passage when Jin Zhanpeng and others came, and ran out, shouting, "Young Master, please help me!"

Jin Zhanpeng is worthy of being a person who has seen big scenes. Now the square is in a mess, and the ghosts are running around like crazy. I think it is impossible to ask for a porcelain bottle for the little red robe now, but after the ruins are released, the little red robe will not be handed over to him? So at this time, the first priority is to ensure that the little red robe is safe.

The young master had nothing to reserve this time. He opened his firepower and a spirit sword flew up and down, slashing the closest ghosts behind Qi Mu one by one. Then he took out a large handful of talismans and bombed them one by one, as if they were not worth it, shaking the entire square.
Chapter completed!