Evil Master and Disciple

Chapter 297 Dingshanhe Pen, Blood Refining Magical Treasure

Under Ye Fuyou's guidance, Ye Feng quickly learned how to identify the types of these talismans, as well as their names and uses.

There are more than 20,000 talismans, and even the most common talisman for escaping underground has a market price of more than 100 taels of silver.

Not to mention the invisibility talismans, summoning talismans, and attack talismans worth over a thousand taels...

Ye Feng felt that he was the richest man in the world now.

After classifying all the talismans, Ye Feng counted them.

There are the largest number of various types of escape cards, more than 8,000 of which have a market value of more than two million taels.

There are more than 2,000 defensive talismans, and at an average price of 500 taels each, the price is more than 1 million taels.

There are 1,800 attack talismans, and the price of each one is relatively high, it can be sold for 800 taels each, which means it can be sold for at least more than 1 million taels.

There are 3,500 talismans. This thing is relatively cheap, only 300 to 400 taels of silver each, and is worth one million taels.

There were also a large number of miscellaneous talismans, more than 5,000 in total. The prices of these talismans varied, with some water purification talismans worth only a few taels of silver, while some evil-repelling talismans could be sold for a hundred or so taels. However, due to the large number of them, they could be sold for at least 200,000 or 300,000 taels.

There are 1,300 control talismans, more than 800 summoning talismans, and a considerable number of suppressing talismans, about 3,000 in total.

In addition, Ye Feng pulled out three hundred and sixty invisibility talismans...

After Ye Fuyou's inspection, these talismans can be used normally.

Ye Feng smiled happily. Fortunately, San Zhier was not around, otherwise he would have to hug San Zhier and kiss him a few times.

Next is the elixir.

There are a total of 355 bottles and jars of various sizes.

Under Ye Fuyou's guidance, Ye Feng began to understand these pills.

No poison, no expiration date.

All the pills were well preserved. After opening the stoppers, a refreshing fragrance hit the face.

Ye Feng took out a piece of silk and poured out all the pills.

Then let the master classify them one by one.

There are twelve kinds of elixirs, totaling more than 5,300 pieces.

Among them, Huiyuan Pills are the most numerous, with more than a thousand pieces. They are used to restore true essence and spiritual power, and their market value is twenty taels of silver per piece.

There are more than 400 Spirit Gathering Pills, which can gather spiritual energy in the body and open up the inner sea. Most of them are used by disciples before the Sky Control Realm. One pill is worth between 40 and 50 taels of silver.

There are more than 600 fasting pills. Eating one pill will keep you from feeling hungry for ten days. The market value is not high, and one pill is only a few dozen taels. It is mainly used by young disciples who are practicing in seclusion or who cannot find food in the wild.

……

Ye Feng checked them one by one. Most of them were common elixirs, with only a few rare ones, and not many in number.

Ye Feng thought of the purple gourd in Xiao Daji's hand, which contained hundreds of Hanling Pills.

The market value of Hanling Pill is at least five hundred taels of silver.

The hundreds of Hanling Pills that Su Daji had were worth more than his own more than 5,000 pills.

Ye Feng's eyes turned, wondering if he could get some Hanling Pills from Xiao Daji.

Talismans and elixirs are Ye Feng's weaknesses. After studying for most of the day, he now has a general understanding of these two things.

Just as he was imagining becoming a millionaire in the future, Ye Fuyou suddenly said, "Although the talismans and elixirs are valuable, the most valuable things you brought out of that cave are not these."

"You mean those thousands of small magical weapons of various kinds?"

"Do not."

"Are those storage bags?"

"Not at all."

"That must be spirit crystals, spirit crystals as high as a mountain, they can never be used up, absolutely can never be used up!"

"Do not……"

"Not yet? Then what's left is a batch of jewelry and gold and silver items."

"Didn't you bring out a batch of bronze mirrors?"

"Bronze mirror?"

Ye Feng was stunned.

Then he controlled his mind and took out forty-six bronze mirrors of various types from the black silk bracelet.

Ye Feng looked at the mess of bronze mirrors in front of him and said, "Master, do you think these rusty bronze mirrors are valuable?"

Ye Fuyou said slowly: "This is not an ordinary mirror, this is a spiritual sound mirror, which is very rare."

"Spiritual Sound Mirror?"

Ye Feng felt that these three words sounded familiar.

Then he thought of something and stood up.

"Ouch..."

He forgot that he was in a cave only five feet high, and his crown immediately came into close contact with the hard granite.

Ye Feng covered his head and squatted in the cave, grinning with a distorted and painful expression.

It took him a while to recover from the severe pain.

"Spiritual Sound Mirror? You said this thing is a spiritual sound mirror that can communicate over long distances?"

"good."

Ye Feng's eyes lit up.

As far as he knew, the Lingyin Mirror was a very mysterious communication tool.

Once the two mirrors establish a connection, they can conduct real-time video calls even if they are thousands of miles apart.

This is much more convenient and faster than sending messages by flying cranes or paper cranes.

Because this thing is expensive, the craftsmanship is complicated, and the materials used are extremely exquisite, Ye Feng has only heard of the existence of the Lingyin Mirror.

"This is the legendary spiritual sound mirror used for real-time long-distance communication! I can't tell it's there!"

Ye Feng held a mirror in each hand and his saliva began to flow.

Ye Fuyou said: "The Lingyin Mirror is very expensive and rare, even rarer than immortal-grade magic weapons.

Because this long-distance communication tool has spatial attributes, it requires a raw material called Minjin, which is extremely rare.

Our Yunhai Sect only has less than 400 Lingyin Mirrors, and about half of them are in the hands of the main elders.

The other half are in Lingbao Academy. Important disciples, such as the master's true disciples, or the top ten disciples who have achieved the inner door fighting skills, will be issued a Lingyin mirror by Lingbao Academy as a communication tool when they go down the mountain to train.

After returning to the mountain, you will need to hand over the Lingyin Mirror back to Lingbaoyuan.

You have no shortage of magical weapons or true methods. For you, the Spirit Sound Mirror is more practical than a divine weapon."

"Master, I don't want to know whether it's practical or not. I just want to know how much silver one of these things is worth."

"One should be worth at least 100,000 taels of silver."

"Understood!"

"What did you understand?"

"I understand now that I've made a fortune! One hundred thousand taels of silver each, and I have forty-six... I'm now the richest man in the world!"

Ye Fuyou seemed speechless.

He said, "Boy, some things can be sold, but some things can't. If so many Immortal Sound Mirrors were to appear, do you think your Second Uncle would sit idly by?"

Ye Feng was shocked.

The old man hit the nail on the head.

Reselling some worthless elixirs and talismans might be looked down upon by the head master and he would turn a blind eye.

However, a single Fairy Sound Mirror is worth more than 100,000 taels of silver, and it is really difficult to get it.

Then Ye Feng thought of another idea and said, "Then I won't sell it publicly. I'll sell them one by one... or hold an underground auction!"

"Are you obsessed with money? Not to mention the spiritual crystals and magic weapons on you, which are enough for you to spend in ten lifetimes. Just with Sanzhier by your side, it will be difficult for you to be poor in this lifetime.

Listen to me, if you really want to open a spiritual treasure shop, don't sell anything too good, otherwise it will be too conspicuous and attract the attention of the upper echelons of the Yunhai Sect."

"I've thought it through. I'll divide this batch of ancestral burial objects into two parts, one with more and one with less. If the head master investigates, I'll hand over the small part and secretly keep the larger part.

Anyway, no one knows the number of these burial objects except me, so it’s just how much I say it is!"

In fact, Ye Feng was also worried that once the Lingbao shop was opened, the head of the shop would trace the source of his goods.

He also has a plan for dealing with it.

If he is not investigated, he will continue to sell.

If they are investigated, they will close the shop and hand over the items.

However, there are certain requirements for the amount to be handed over.

First of all, the mountains of spirit crystals are not burial objects and cannot be handed over.

Secondly, he was the only one who knew the number of burial objects. At that time, those magic weapons, pills, and talismans were piled together in a mess, and even the ancestors didn't know how many there were.

There are more than 20,000 talismans, and I can say that I only have 1,000 or 2,000 of them.

I have more than a dozen bottles of pills.

There are more than a thousand magic weapons, but I can say that I only have more than a hundred of them.

What the exact quantity is, isn’t it up to you to decide?

As long as you find a safe place and hide a large number of treasures, the leader will not be able to track them down even if he has extraordinary abilities.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng played with the Lingyin Mirror happily.

Suddenly I thought, this thing is a great tool for picking up girls. I can make video calls with girls at night.

"Give one to Shuang'er first, then one to Shangguan..."

When it comes to picking up girls, Ye Feng is never stingy.

Two Lingyin mirrors worth 100,000 taels of silver were given away at once.

It was not until the afternoon that Ye Feng walked out of the small cave with satisfaction.

I came to the cold pond and washed my face.

Seeing that it was still early, Ye Feng decided to study the brush.

See if you can activate this sacred Confucian artifact.

He took out the Dingshanhe Magic Pen, which was about two feet long. The pen holder was very thick and engraved with ancient and weathered patterns. Every line seemed to reveal the vicissitudes of time.

Ye Feng sat by the cold pond, carefully observing and studying the Mountain and River Pen.

The scene in his mind couldn't help but emerge where Su Xiaoli wrote the word "ding" and sealed the meridians in his body, making him unable to move, like a stone man.

"Confucian magic, righteous spirit..."

Ye Feng muttered secretly in his heart.

I have a bachelor's degree, so I am considered a scholar in this world.

You should also have a sense of righteousness.

Unfortunately, Yan Rijing only passed on this brush to me.

"Senior Yan said that the Confucian cultivation method is contained in the magic pen. It seems that in order to activate this pen, we must first unlock its secret. Master uncle, Master uncle, are you asleep? Do you have a way to unlock the secret of the Mountain and River Pen?"

"I don't understand Confucian techniques, so I can't help you. Study it yourself."

There was a hint of contempt in Ye Fuyou's voice.

It is obvious that this Taoist master looks down upon the Confucian cultivation methods.

Seeing that Ye Fuyou didn't know how to unlock the secret of the magic pen, Ye Feng withdrew his mind from the sea of ​​souls.

He urged his spiritual power into the magic pen, but there was no response.

He urged his soul power to enter it again, but there was still no response.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a larger brush.

Ye Feng's mind returned to the black silk bracelet, and he murmured in his heart, "Isn't this the wrong one? Could this be the bedroom tool of Bai Yunzi and the Mozhu ghost?"

Soon Ye Feng took out another brush of similar size.

After repeated comparisons, we confirmed that we did not take the wrong one.

Ye Feng put away Mo Zhu's toys and looked at the Shanhe pen again.

Suddenly, his eyes rolled and he murmured, "Could it be that this Mountain and River Pen, like the Purple Lightning and Blue Frost, is also a blood-refined magic weapon?"

Ye Feng did it right away. He took out a sharp dagger, gritted his teeth, and with a ferocious expression, he cut a tiny cut on the finger of his left hand.

After squeezing for a long time, two drops of blood were finally squeezed out from the wound and dripped onto the brush.

Then he put his finger in his mouth and looked at the Shanhe Pen with anticipation.

Just when Ye Feng thought that this thing was not a blood-refined magic weapon, suddenly, the blood on the pen changed.

Blood flowed slowly along the lines on the pen.

Then it was quickly absorbed.

There is a response! But not much!

Ye Feng's eyes lit up instantly. He looked at his fingers and said with some heartache, "This thing is really a blood-refined magic weapon. I guess there is not enough blood. It seems that I can only squeeze out a few more drops!"

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