"The source contains fragrance, refreshing. This fairy source has been covered with dust for a long time and is small. Obviously, few people pay attention to it. I didn''t expect it to be so extraordinary. It''s really unbelievable."


    Master Yuan nearby also showed surprise on his face.


    "Master yuan is well-informed. Do you know the origin of this source?"


    Someone hurried to ask. Strange fragrance came out of Xianyuan. This is a very rare situation.


    At the moment, even the Garan fairy moved her nose and couldn''t help taking a few deep breaths. She just felt that a Buddhist heart had been washed, which was wonderful.


    "It smells good. This kind of fragrance is somewhat similar to our Buddhist sandalwood, but slightly different. It''s really magical."


    Jialan fairy whispered in a beautiful voice, which made people look more involuntarily.


    "If the fairy likes it, wait until I cut out the treasure hidden in the source and give it to the fairy as a gift."


    Yang Xuan smiled.


    "It''s impossible, and I won''t want it."


    Jialan fairy blushed and shook her head, but she couldn''t help thinking, is Lin Feng interested in herself, otherwise why do you want to give yourself a gift?


    "This immortal source is not simple. Young master, can you let me have a look?"


    At this time, master yuan hesitated to speak. Relying only on the naked eye, he just guessed and couldn''t be sure.


    "Of course, no problem. Please have a look, teacher."


    Yang Xuan nodded and without thinking, handed the Xianyuan in his hand to master yuan.


    Laymen watch the excitement while experts watch the doorway. I''m afraid only master yuan or Master Wang Mingde and Master Wang are the real people who know the goods.


    "Thank you."


    Master Yuan said thanks, picked up Xianyuan with both hands, slowly put it on the tip of his nose, sniffed a few times, and his eyes lit up.


    "What the hell is this?"


    Duan de rubbed his hands. He was nervous, expecting and excited. He couldn''t wait to know the answer.


    Master yuan didn''t answer either. He first returned the Xianyuan to Yang Xuan, and then looked at it carefully. Then he was sure of the tunnel: "it can''t be wrong. If the old man expected it, it should be a rare incense collection."


    "What is xiangzang? What treasure can you cut out?"


    Duan de raised his eyebrows and looked very interested. He had heard of Xianzang, but he never knew what xiangzang was. However, if a piece of Xianyuan could carry the word "Zang", it would be like picking up a treasure and making a lot of money.


    "I''d like to hear it in detail."


    Yang Xuan looked up at master yuan. Although he got the memory of Lin Feng and Senluo, they also knew little about Xianyuan in their memory.


    Senluo is fine. After all, he has cut stones many times. However, Lin Feng has never cut stones in the future because of his family''s decline and his shyness?


    Stone cutting is a gamble, which needs a lot of money. It is a luxury for Lin Feng. Lin Feng doesn''t dare to think about it.


    "The so-called incense collection is the immortal source pregnant with all kinds of strange incense. Although this immortal source is less precious than the legendary immortal collection, most of it is sealed with some immortal fruits and spiritual plants. Therefore, it only needs to cut a little, and the aroma will escape."


    Master yuan thought and said, "of course, there are always exceptions. You have to cut the incense in your hand to know. After all, after a long period of precipitation, no one dare say whether the items are damaged."


    "That''s the truth."


    Wang Mingde nodded, deeply convinced.


    Both ordinary Xianyuan and xiangzang Xianzang were born under the Xiankuang mine. They don''t see the sun all year round. Although the surface is tightly wrapped with active stones, the internal things will also decay, weathering and even disappear.


    For example, this incense store may be losing its fragrance and will fade away soon.


    "Hey, sir, I think you''d better not cut it at all. Bishifang is willing to give a million immortal crystals and buy this incense collection in your hand."


    Soon, even the steward of Feng family''s stone cutting workshop, that is, the middle-aged fat man who once appeared, was startled.


    The middle-aged fat man''s full name is Feng Wanfu. He is not only the direct friar of the Feng family, but also the real helmsman of the Feng family''s Shifang. He has a respected status.


    His arrival also made master yuan salute together with the attendants of some Fengjia stone workshops nearby.


    "I''ve seen the wind pipe."


    "Don''t be polite."


    Feng Wanfu waved lazily, looked at Yang Xuan without blinking, and asked with a smile: "what did you think of my proposal just now?"


    "I''ve just started to cut the source stone outside. You''re willing to buy it with millions of Xianjing. Do you think I''m stupid enough to want to sell it to you?"


    Yang Xuan was amused. This Feng Wanfu was like a personal spirit. He was very good at his calculations. However, he was not ready to sell at all.


    Joke, how can you give away the incense you have?


    "I just said casually. Since you don''t sell it, forget it. However, xiangzang is the most difficult to cut out the treasure. Even if there is, there is a great probability that it will break down. I''m afraid you''ll be disappointed in the end."


    Feng Wanfu said, but his words vaguely reminded Yang Xuan that he should know how to accept it when it''s good.


    There are too many gamblers in the world. When they see xiangzang Xianzang, they shine in their eyes and forget themselves. They think that heaven will make a fortune and are about to prosper.


    But I don''t know that in the end, I often can''t even see any hair. I''m happy in the air.


    "Disappointed or not, that''s my business. What''s your business? Well, you can stay away. If I''m distracted and accidentally cut this incense collection, you''ll have to compensate me."


    "The childe is joking."


    Feng Wanfu accompanied his smiling face, but his heart was dark angry. He instinctively stepped back a few steps. He was really afraid that Yang Xuan would cut into waste treasure and turn around to find trouble with him.


    "Lin Feng, do you really want to continue cutting?"


    The blue fairy whispered.


    "Naturally, if you don''t cut out Bora, you will never stop."


    "Then take your time. Don''t be careless. It''s really broken."


    "It''s all right. I''m sure it can''t be broken."


    Yang Xuan smiled and waved his knife to cut the stone again. The knife in his hand turned over, or split or cut. His movements were smooth and fluent, and the frequency was amazing.


    With a pair of eyes alone, it is almost difficult to see how many times he has shot. With such a few breaths, the source layer of the whole Xianyuan has been stripped, revealing a fruit that is light purple and about the size of a goose egg.


    As soon as the fruit came out, the whole courtyard of Fengjia Shifang was filled with wisps of fragrance, which made everyone feel comfortable and like drinking sweet rain.


    "Fairy fruit..."


    Duan de opened his mouth and swallowed his saliva secretly. It smells delicious and tender. It''s good to eat anyway.


    "Don''t be greedy, fat man. With your cultivation, you can''t digest this thing. I''m afraid you don''t even know how to die."


    Yang Xuan chuckled, picked up the fruit and played with it for a few times, muttering, "strange fruit, just don''t know how much it can be worth?"