Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 599 Guanbao does not mince words (Chapter 36)
On this day, Wu Xuan was practicing hard on the mystery of the three out of the nine changes in the sky.

Elder Qin was on one side, closing his eyes and meditating.

But he seemed to be able to observe Wu Xuan's movements, and nodded in satisfaction.

Wu Xuan's progress can be said to be extremely fast, which is mostly due to his hard-working spirit.

Apart from eating and sleeping, he spends all his time studying the nine changes of the sky.

It has only been a few days, and the wind of his punches is howling.

Already beginning to take on the power and arrogance of the three styles of the Nine Transformations of the Sky.

Presumably it won't take long for him to master the first six moves of the Nine Transformations of the Sky.

With the strength at that time, even in the face of a strong man like the old man of the Three Monsters, he will not hesitate.

But the difficulty of integrating the nine changes of the sky is much more difficult than learning the nine changes of the sky.

This is why Mr. Qin asked Wu Xuan to study in three parts.

Learn the first six forms of the Nine Transformations of the Sky in one go.

It was too complicated for Wu Xuan.

On the contrary, it will have a bad effect.

His punches are fierce and vigorous, and every move will make a violent vibration.

Let the big tree in the yard shake non-stop, and the fallen leaves are flying.

"drink!"

Wu Xuan condensed the meaning of the sky, and blasted out from a distance.

"Boom."

Immediately, the big tree in the distance was hit by the force of the fist, and the gap was cracked in the middle, and the fallen leaves scattered.

He was full of energy and was very happy.

This punch is still the power that he has not gathered all his strength.

He is confident, with his perseverance.

It is just around the corner to comprehend the essence of the first six forms of the Nine Transformations of the Sky.

Wiping away the sweat stains on his cheeks, Wu Xuan remained interested.

He was about to continue practicing the three moves, but was interrupted by the Baji Sanren who rushed over.

"Still training."

Zhao Jingwei was surprised and praised Wu Xuan's perseverance.

Wu Xuan stopped practicing and smiled at him.

Elder Qin also opened his eyes, a little confused.

Baji Sanren chuckled: "It's not too late to practice after a break, let's go, I'll take you to the antique market in Kyoto."

Elder Qin didn't say anything, Wu Xuan politely refused, "I haven't practiced my moves yet, so I won't go."

"Oh, it's okay. As the so-called combination of work and rest, blindly practicing hard is not the answer. You have to relax when necessary."

Zhao Jingwei persuaded.

Elder Qin stood up at this moment and said: "That's okay, these few days are quite boring, so let's go and relax."

Baji Sanren gave a thumbs up: "It's still Qin Chen who understands me."

The three of them walked slowly to the antique market in Kyoto, which can be regarded as one of the most prosperous antique markets in Kyoto, even surpassing that of Napanjiayuan.

Wu Xuan was very curious as to why Baji Sanren came to this antique market in Kyoto.

As we all know, there are many antique carpets here, but most of them are fakes.

How can there be so many leaks to reduce.

Before he could ask, Baji Sanren took the lead and said, "Hey, this place satisfies the old man's desire to collect."

Wu Xuan suddenly realized that Baji Sanren is still a lover of antiques.

The antique market is crowded with people. Anyone who comes to Kyoto will inevitably go to the antique market, and everyone wants to miss it.

But Wu Xuan knew that it was not so easy to pick up the leak.

Real antiques are screened several times by many people.

In the end, it was recognized as a fake by people with poor eyesight, so it was placed on the street stalls and bought by others.

In today's antique market, there are indeed genuine goods.

But that was looking for a needle in a haystack, and it was almost always a display of things that were mistaken for fakes.

If you really pick up leaks, all of them are worth a fortune.

Wu Xuan was walking on the street, these antique vendors were all eloquent.

Some newcomers to antiques will be fascinated by the other party's hype if they don't understand it a little bit.

As a result, it costs a lot of money to buy back fakes, and you still can't put it down.

He saw that most people were being cheated by traders.

It is fun to pick fakes among the dazzling array of fakes.

However, there are also a small number of people who really know how to do it, and they almost scan the street stalls at a glance.

You will not be surprised when you actually see the real thing, you will choose it calmly, and collect the antiques with extremely powerful means.

Wu Xuan sighed: "This antique market is meaningless, now it's just picking bones from eggs and fakes from fakes."

He looked around, out of ten vendors, eleven of them displayed fakes.

The No. 11 is a person holding a treasure that he thinks is precious and selling it.

So that people who don't know the real and fake products can buy them at a high price.

After that person left, he would take out the antiques bought in the wholesale market from the dark place and sell them.

There are also street vendors who have precious antiques, but they all hide them more preciously than their own lives.

They will only take it out when they see a seemingly wealthy buyer who knows the goods.

Bajisanren laughed and said, "Although the current antique market is like this, Panjiayuan is no exception. But there are always genuine products that a few people miss, and the antiques bought in this way are meaningful."

After saying that, Baji Sanren's eyes fell on a thin and shrewd street vendor.

"Walk around, take a look, the real blue and white porcelain, the Qin Dynasty, take a look."

Baji Sanren walked over to look at the display items on the stall with great interest.

"My lord, if there is anything you like, just look at it." The peddler said with a smile.

He was very accurate at seeing people, and he could see that the identities of the three people in front of him were extraordinary.

Definitely rich patrons.

Baji Sanren nodded slightly, showing extreme stability.

He glanced around, and then took a piece of jade pig dragon to examine the authenticity of this antique.

Wu Xuan shook his head secretly, he could tell at a glance that this jade pig dragon was fake, it was very obvious.

The average newcomer can see it, and it is still made of crushed jade, and it is wholesaled in the wholesale market.

"this?"

Antiques are priceless and jade is priceless. A true expert will not say such things as price and money when talking about it. This is an expert.

Xiao Tan showed a little surprise, he is definitely not a newcomer who can say these words.

But this one and the Jade Pig Dragon were indeed fake, he thought it was the other party's poor eyesight.

Then he held out a finger and smiled.

Wu Xuan didn't remind Baji Sanren that it was a fake.

Guanbao did not mince words, this is the rule.

Elder Qin also pulled him gently from the side, telling him not to talk too much.

Anyway, Baji Sanren is not short of these two money, but fortunately he didn't care.

"One thousand children?" Baji Sanren asked.

The peddler nodded.

Baji Sanren shook his head: "Too many."

Then put it down lightly and watch it again.

The stall was extremely disappointed, thinking it met a rich owner.

Immediately, he lost interest and continued to shout.

At this time, Baji Sanren's palm fell on a piece of jade pendant worn by nobles in ancient times, and he began to palm his eyes.

Wu Xuan was slightly surprised. He scanned the stall for a week and found that this jade pendant was a real antique.

It was being picked up by Zhao Jingwei.

(End of this chapter)