Chapter 217 Stoneware

This matter reveals strangeness everywhere. As the saying goes, if you have nothing to do, you are not a traitor or a thief. What's more, the old man who will be rotten wood in front of him is at the peak of the ancient star. I'm afraid that receiving his gift will have a lot of cause and effect.

However, at this moment, there is no room for Mu Yuze to think too much. With his intuition, there should be no fraud in it. Looking at the strange-shaped handicrafts on the table, the young man fell silent.

"Fang Lao, what do you think?" Mu Yuze thought that he still had a think tank and quickly asked Fang Lao for advice. With Fang Laosheng's experience as a strong emperor, what he didn't know was probably rare.

However, this time, Fang's unfavorable experience will not work.

"Twilight boy, this matter is full of strangeness. The physique of Honghuang body has been erased in Taoist books, and there is no gossip in the world. I guess I am the only one who still knows this physique now. With such a person is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger." Fang Lao seriously warned that he had been practicing Taoism for thousands of years, and he knew that the more mysterious things were, the more dangerous they were, and there were more mysterious things such as cause and effect. If he was a little careless, he would end up disappear.

Mu Yuze is also well aware of this and naturally understands Fang Lao's concerns, but he has some secrets that are inconvenient to reveal to Fang Lao, so he has to take these together. "Fang Lao, don't worry, it won't do me any harm to me. Anyway, can you see what these things are?"

Looking at the shelf, the human-faced monster is as strong as a tiger and dog's hair, especially the blade-like tail, surrounding the monster's body, emitting a cold light, lifelike. With the skill of sculpture alone, this work is enough to be rated as a master's work; there is also a strange beast made of white jade, whose shape Like a sheep, surrounded by auspiciousness, white satin hair with cloud-shaped blue pictures and text, a pair of huge wings open, extremely holy; above there is also a huge god cow surrounded by thunder and lightning, sun and moon, majestic.

Looking back, several old Taoist books came into my eyes and slowly brushed away the dust on the pages. The word 'Xuandi' wrote on the dark blue cover. Opened the Taoist pages, and the slightly yellow pages were densely covered with ancient seal characters, which were finely arranged but lacking. They turned back, but appeared. Large area of blank.

sighed. He couldn't understand these things at all, but the yellow wine gourd looked a little useful, at least it could be used to hold wine.

At this time, Fang Lao seemed to understand something and said, "The stone carving seems to be the product of a fault of Taichu. The stone carving with tiger feet on the face of the human face is the twenty-fifth existence of the earth monster. The white sheep is Bai Ze. It is said that it is the mythical beast on Kunlun Mountain. It is the auspicious head of turning evil into good luck. Hengyu mythical beast ranks 23rd, and the divine cow is Kui Niu, Honghuang alien beast.

"Taichu fault, what is that?" Mu Yuze asked that these history of practice have gradually disappeared and are not obvious to the world. I'm afraid only old antiques like Mr. Fang know a little about it.

Mr. Fang closed his eyes and seemed to be meditating. After a while, he said slowly, "Taichu is just a general name. Hundreds of millions of years are collectively referred to in this range. Naturally, there are many eras, and the Stone Age is a very famous existence."

"The Stone Age!?" A strange color appeared on Mu Yuze's face. There was also this era on the earth, but it must be different from here. He immediately eliminated the distracting thoughts and continued to listen to Fang Lao's story.

"Stoneware, this is the theme of that era. Everything can be melted into stones. It is said that at that time, Taoism, weapons and even mythical beasts could be melted into stones." Fang Lao said amazingly and suddenly said an appalling news.

Sure enough, the surprise on Mu Yuze's face could no longer be concealed, and he blurted out, "Are Yu, Bai Ze and Kui Niu still alive?"

These mythical beasts are so big that they are sealed into stone tools. It is impossible to imagine how powerful the person who sealed the mythical beast is.

Mr. Fang nodded solemnly. When his eyes touched a dragon's face and a giant snake with a candle in his mouth, the solemnity had reached its peak.

"Candle Dragon."

Fang Lao spit out two shocking words word by word. His white eyebrows frowned. Fang Lao slowly said, "Twilight boy, take away the red giant snake. That is the thirteen-ranked existence of Hengyu mythical beast. It is said that the candle dragon is the pioneer. When he opens his eyes, the sky is bright, and when he closes his eyes, the sky is dark. It is the embodiment of the fire god."

The evening rain looked stunned, staring at the fiery red giant snake that spanned nine days, and her heart beat much faster.

"Candle Dragon, the existence of Hengyu mythical beast ranked 13th." Mu Yuze fiercely held his inner excitement. It's not that he was not calm enough, but that the news was really too shocking. Although the candle dragon has the word dragon in its name, it is actually a real Taichu giant snake. The alien beast detached from the chaotic fire shape, the fire vein between heaven and earth will be controlled by it, even the legendary ancient fire genus. It is under its control, but these are not important. The most important thing is that the top 15 existences on Hengyu mythical beasts have the infinite potential to step on the Holy Emperor's level.

"Twilight boy, just choose it. I believe that nothing in it can be more valuable than it." Fang Lao is also happy for Mu Yuze. In his heyday, he only had the mythical beast Dijiang, which is as red as elixirs and six-legged and four wings. It is the fifteenth existence of Hengyu mythical beast. Compared with the candle dragon, he keeps sighing at the good luck of Mu Yuze in his heart. It is really a great disaster. There must be a blessing. Selling fragments of chaotic crystals can still be white. I don't know how many people will envy me when I get a candle dragon.

At this moment, the wax old man stood aside without urging, but observed Mu Yuze's eyes from beginning to end, and finally found that Mu Yuze put his eyes on the candle dragon. The old man still said nothing, as if these things were worthless waste.

Mu Yuze's heart wavered. He almost wanted to grab the stone sculpture directly. Later, he was not afraid of the residual blood, but he struggled for a moment and finally did not reach out his hand.

"With the candle dragon, my comprehensive strength can indeed be leapfrogging. I'm afraid even a saint can compete with it, but after all, this is a foreign object." The more critical the moment, the more calm Mu Yuze's heart is. Thinking on the contrary and weighing the pros and cons made Fang Lao stunned. He didn't expect that Mu Yuze could still maintain such a motionless appearance before he was so powerful **, which was far from his reach.

"I choose this book." Mu Yuze raised his head, grabbed the book Xuandi in his hand, quietly looked at the wax old man, and said.

"Yes." The old man read the yellowed old book and replied slowly.

"Do I need to shoulder anything?" Twilight rain.

"No, you can do whatever you want."

Mu Yuze's eyes swept through every corner of Lao She, showed a decisive face, and went straight out of the door. Fang Lao, who had a ghostly expression, also followed Mu Yuze.

He walked out of the door and took a breath of fresh air. Mu Yuze looked at the old old book in his hand and said to Mr. Fang, "Let's go to the auction."

Mr. Fang shook his head and sighed, "I really don't know what you young people are thinking. It seems that I'm old."

Mu Yuze smiled freely and said, "I just don't want those external forces to become an obstacle to my success."

Mr. Fang nodded thoughtfully and said, "You're right."

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At this moment, the waxy old man in the old house stood up, with a trace of ancient flood and famine. The pages of the book were blown up by the wind, and the stone carvings glowed in the sunlight, and there was a faint breathing sound. If you take a closer look, the posture of these stone carvings is different from that just now.

"The person who inherits the chaos has appeared, and the wheel of fate has also begun to turn." The old man muttered gently, and the breath of the flood slowly faded away. The old face suddenly changed into a straight middle-aged man, and the white hair was gradually covered with black. He opened the door, and the reborn old man gradually disappeared into the old house...