Chapter 75 (1/2)

”Mr. Zhang, put it down if you can't hold it!” Qin Yuwei grabs Bingpi jade and wants to put it back in the box.

But she just touched the ice soul jade, also like old Zhang was stunned.

”Why isn't this ice jade cold?”

It's not cold.

However, it is not as cold as it was just now. I just feel a little chilly, which makes people feel the heat all over the body, and the Lingtai is cool. I don't want to put the ice soul jade down.

At this time, Mr. Zhang raised his head and looked excited.

He stepped forward, excitedly grasping one arm of Lin Muyun.

”Tell me, how did you do it?”

Lin Muyun hesitated for a moment. He absorbed the aura in the lightning stroke wood, broke through the first level, and was able to refine low-level magic weapons.

He used a low-level purification technique to refine the magic weapon, and then he absorbed the Yin Qi of ice soul jade.

Seeing Lin Muyun's delay in opening his mouth, Mr. Zhang immediately understood and said, ”please don't blame me, master. It's a rude old man. How can you ask your unique skills at will?”

”It's not a unique skill, it's just a non-invasive external skill,” Lin said

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Zhang quickly interrupted and said with a smile, ”I understand. I understand all of them. Please don't explain it again.”

Listening to Mr. Zhang said that, people around him showed an ”understanding” look.

Most of the people present are from the antique circle, and they are familiar with the ”rules” of the antique circle. If you want to collect antiques, you can't avoid dealing with wrestling. Antiques are often objects in the tomb, and they are funerary objects.

These ”funerary objects” in the tombs are often full of Yin Qi. If they are not dealt with when they are taken back, they will cause trouble. It will be a bad luck for the shop owners who buy them if they don't clean up the antiques.

Therefore, each antique shop has its own unique method, either find a master to do it, or burn incense to sacrifice to remove the Yin Qi of antiques.

Therefore, everyone also thinks that Lin Muyun is the same.

Mr. Zhang respectfully went to Lin Muyun, bowed solemnly and said in a voice of regret: ”Mr. Lin, just now the old man is blind to Taishan. I'm sorry for your contempt.”

Lin Muyun said in a hurry: ”I just happen to know a little method, and it's not a great thing. In fact, I only know a little about antiques. When it comes to antiques research, I'm not an expert. ”

These words not only give old Zhang down the steps, but also secretly give him a hand.

Hearing this, Mr. Zhang felt comfortable. He regarded Lin Muyun as a confidant and said with a smile, ”no matter how old or young, who has the real ability, who is the expert. If the master is young, he will not be able to develop in the field of antiquity. ”

After that, he said with a respectful smile to Lin Muyun: ”from now on, Mr. Lin will be a distinguished guest of my Tibetan treasure house. No matter when you want to come, the door of the Tibetan treasure room will be open for you 24 hours. If you want to choose antiques, I will deliver them to you personally.”

Seeing that Zhang Lao, the leader of the antique industry, is respectful to Lin Muyun, people around him don't dare to look down upon him, and they all look at him with great admiration.

The crowd around also vied to get close to the forest Twilight cloud. Some people couldn't make it, so they took a circuitous route to pay homage to Liu Minghou.

I saw several people around Liu Minghou, respectfully delivering business cards.

”You are Mr. Lin's father-in-law. I'm the boss of Jingyu Pavilion. Would you please accept my business card? You are welcome to visit Jingyu Pavilion for antique appreciation at any time in the future.”

”Mr. Liu, this is my business card. I'm the manager of the antique photography shop of Beijing elite hall. Let's make friends.”