Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 513

Qi Wuji was angry, and unconsciously exuded a special, suffocating coercion from his body.

Danger and the ax standing behind him raised their heads in surprise at the same time.

The young master exudes this kind of aura, and they both know why.

Young master, he is not happy.

Qi Wuji pressed the center of his brows, stretched out his hand to grab Yan Yan's arm, and pulled her to him.

Lowering his head, Qi Wuji whispered in Yanyan's ear, "Who bullied you?"

Yanyan raised her beautiful big eyes and blinked twice.

This tone...

Proper overlord style!

But although Qi Wuji has the potential to dominate the boss, Yan Yan doesn't care about Mary Su.

With a flick of his wrist, Yanyan Niqiu seemed to break free from Qi Wuji's grasp, and took a step back to open the distance between the two.

She smiled slightly and shook her head: "What happened just now is over, and now people are acting impartially, and no one is bullying me."

Qi Wuji stared at Yanyan steadfastly: "You don't trust me." His tone of voice became a few degrees colder.

After saying this, Qi Wuji ignored Yanyan, turned his head to look at the several craftsmen who had already stood up on the treasure appraisal platform: "What happened to Sister Yan just now?"

Several craftsmen in charge of appraising treasures looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to reply.

"Say!"

Qi Wuji suddenly yelled loudly, and several people shook in shock at the same time, and hurriedly told the truth about the process of Yan Yan and Jin Fengjiao appreciating treasures just now.

Qi Wuji listened carefully, and said with a blank expression, "So, my sister just wanted a first-class booth, and you guys made things difficult for me?"

The few bastards all lowered their heads, with complicated expressions, and did not dare to speak.

Qi Wuji stepped to the front of the booth, opened a brochure on the stage, glanced at it, pointed to the row of booths marked on it and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the first-class booth exactly?"

Immediately, the steward who was in charge of arranging the booths came over to answer in person, and eagerly pointed out the booths in the first-class area to Qi Wuji.

Qi Wuji looked at the first-class booth expressionlessly, then raised his eyebrows again and looked at the bastards next to him: "Just these few bad positions, you bastards still have the nerve to make things difficult for Sister Yan?"

A few oddballs: "..."

Can Master Qi change his name?
Offal... This is too ugly!
"Snapped!"

Qi Wuji threw the brochure on the treasure appraisal table, and said calmly: "I remember that every exhibition will reserve a few booths for my Qi family."

The steward who was in charge of arranging the venue nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, there must be, and the booths reserved for the Qifu every session are definitely the most successful."

Qi Wuji nodded: "Just give sister Yan one of my booths. As for which one, she can choose whatever she likes...Huh? Where's my sister?"

Just now he was only looking at the booth, Qi Wuji didn't pay attention to Yanyan, now that the matter was settled, when he looked back, he found that Yanyan was gone.

Qi Wuji looked around the field, seeing Jin Fengjiao who followed Yanyan, and everyone in the caravan under Yanyan's command, except Yanyan.

It was only now that Jin Fengjiao realized that Yan Yan had disappeared.

Just now she was only paying attention to Qi Wuji's question about the booth, and she also didn't pay attention to Yanyan.

Just now everyone's attention was attracted by Qi Wuji, no one noticed Yanyan at all.

Just when everyone was looking for it, someone suddenly pointed to a certain position in the inner part of the venue and exclaimed: "...What is that?!"

At the same time as this voice yelled, the others also saw a huge milky white column that suddenly appeared in the field, which was four stories high.

Everyone looked up one after another, but before they could figure out what it was, suddenly a monk flew up with his sword, flew around the top of the white pillar, reached out his hand and carefully picked off the stick from an extra twig on the top. a leaf.

The monk looked at the leaf carefully for a while, with a confused and uncertain expression on his face.

In the end, the monk twirled the leaves and flew down, walked to the treasure appraisal platform, and handed the leaves to several craftsmen in charge of treasure appraisal.

The monk's tone was full of uncertainty, and he asked: "I am also a craftsman. When I carefully observed this big cylinder just now, I saw that this leaf looks familiar. I think this leaf looks like a Langgan tree leaf, but, again I’m not sure, so I asked a few masters to help me palm my eyes.”

All the people had just seen this monk flying up with his sword, and picked off the leaf on the big column on the spot.

Everyone was extremely curious about this giant tree that suddenly appeared, and cast their gazes one after another.

The Kong family's refiner carefully took the leaf with both hands, and the other refiners gathered around to examine it carefully.

One of the refiners, who specializes in refining wooden utensils, saw this leaf and immediately made a decision: "This colleague is right, there is no doubt that this is the leaf of Langgan precious wood!"

At the scene, several craftsmen who are good at refining wood also came forward to look at it, and they all confirmed that it was Langgan wood leaves.

Then, everyone suddenly realized something, turned their heads at the same time as if seeing a monster, and stared at the huge wooden stake that suddenly appeared in the field.

Langgan wood, one of the seven sacred trees in the world of mountains and seas.

It is a sacrificial precious wood for eliminating evil spirits. If you can take a whole tree stump as thick as the mouth of a bowl as a beam, you can suppress the luck of the entire courtyard.

When Langgan wood was still alive in the mountains and seas, there were often rich and luxurious houses collecting huge sums of money for this precious wood to be used as house beams, so that the built courtyard could protect descendants and make the house quiet for generations to come.

Later, because of the disappearance of spring, many large Langgan trees in the mountains and seas gradually withered and died due to the lack of nourishment of the spirit energy that contains the power of wood in spring. Until hundreds of years later, the Langgan sacred trees had been completely extinct in the mountains and seas.

There are many aristocratic families, a piece of railing wood handed down from their ancestors is carved into amulets like a treasure, and they are worn by important children in the family to drive away evil spirits.

Now, such a huge and towering Langgan sacred tree suddenly stood in front of everyone, and everyone present was stunned.

Almost instantly, everyone rushed to the huge Langgan sacred tree.

In particular, several craftsmen in charge of appraising treasures almost rushed to the front of the crowd, ran to the front, and stared at the Shenmu in front of them with bright eyes.

The refiner in the Reincarnation Hall was the most impatient, and couldn't wait to appraise the giant tree in front of him. When he didn't see the owner, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Whose family's treasure, whose family's is it? No one? No one claimed it!" Treasures, we have the right to put them in the precious goods warehouse first..."

Such a huge piece of Langgan wood, such a precious treasure, if it can be accepted into the sect, he must have done a great job!

The refiner was also impatient, and accidentally yelled out what was in his heart.

Just when everyone was curious and envious, a charming voice came from behind the tree: "Oh, this girl is going to take my baby by force before I have time to speak? Isn't it too ugly to eat at the Reincarnation Hall?" what?"

Following the sound, a...

Yanyan!

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(End of this chapter)