Ye QingHan has broken the jar. There is no cover up. He directly carries the tan gold stick and doesn''t even use the tarpaulin. He leaves the inn with the divine bird.


    Canghai city is full of flowers. It is by no means an ordinary small town. Luxurious buildings continue and pedestrians on the road.


    The people of the Holy Spirit firm seem to be unfamiliar with ye QingHan. Maybe they don''t even know his wanted notice. After all, it''s too far away. There are two holy places separated. Moreover, in such a prosperous city, few people live as bounty hunters, and most of them are mainly business.


    The price here is very high. Adventurers would rather travel a long way to the Holy Spirit firm to sell the treasure they bought with their lives. The income is quite high.


    There are handsome men and beautiful women on the road. Some are accompanied by beautiful women, wearing all kinds of clothes, some are exposed, and some are very rigorous.


    The divine bird whistled loudly, hooked up with the pure little beauty, and attracted the attention of many girls with its lovely expression.


    Ye QingHan, in this and that, seemed to return to his youth. The divine bird was all kinds of obscene and couldn''t help smiling.


    Some women like the divine bird very much, and some girls don''t like to be adjusted, so they give the divine bird a white eye one after another.


    "Buy the divine treasure. Don''t miss it when you pass by. This divine bird likes the priceless divine treasure, such as samsara fruit and so on. The price is easy to discuss." the divine bird opened his voice and shouted.


    As soon as I heard about the purchase of Shenbao, many people gathered around and whispered, "Hey, little brother, I just got an antique here. I don''t know what age it is. The rune on it is mysterious and difficult to understand. I can''t use it. Do you want to? The price is easy to discuss?"


    "I also have some magic medicine, which I bought with my life from the Jedi."


    "I don''t have reincarnation fruit, but I have ginseng fruit known as the ginseng of life. Do you want it?"


    The power of the divine bird''s voice is not small. More than a dozen people surrounded in an instant, most of them are adventurers, but some of them are obviously not. They dress strangely and exude death spirit. The weapons in their hands are not lethal weapons, but compasses. They should make a living from the wealth of the dead. They are tomb robbers. They are relatively low-key and careful, Because grave robbers are despised, no one wants to be disturbed after their death.


    Ye QingHan had a mind and said, "come, come with me to a quiet place."


    With that, ye QingHan took the people to an alley with few pedestrians and said bluntly, "come on, take out your babies. As long as I can see it, you can have money. If you can''t see it, don''t give it to me."


    As soon as he said this, the middle-aged man dressed shabby and dead quickly took out a small clock from his arms, just like the iron clock hanging outside the temple, but it was only a palm, and tying a rope was just an ornament. However, the runes on it were different. They were somewhat similar to those in the underground palace, and they were very introverted, and could not see any strong flavor, But this kind of Rune can make the Dharma gods and Demons respect and timid!


    "Little brother, this thing is definitely a treasure. It''s a pity that I can''t use it. There are three words in it, like ''ruyi clock'', but the font is a little different from ours. It''s definitely an antique. If you like it, a million faith money is worth nothing!" the big man pulled over ye QingHan, turned his back to the people and whispered.


    As soon as he got close to the big man, ye QingHan was more convinced that he was a tomb robber, and his decadent breath was particularly strong, but he himself was full of vitality. Those dead spirits must have been brought from the tomb.


    The leaves are as like as two peas, which are turned out to be a small version of the ancient clock. The oval shaped, the mouth of the bell is turned outwards, and Que Yousan''s small character is inside, and the leaves are light and cold, and the flash is found. This font is exactly the same as the font on the Palace of the Earth tombstone. It can never be a forgery.


    million!


    Without frowning, ye QingHan threw out a storage ring and said faintly, "count yourself. If the number is right, you''ll make a deal."


    The big man was immediately overjoyed. After taking over the storage ring and recognizing the Lord, he scanned carefully, smiled and said, "Taoist friends are straightforward. At a glance, he knows he is a promising young man who knows goods. If I don''t dislike it, I''ll sell all my good treasures to you in the future!"


    Ye QingHan smiled, shook his head and said, "no, if you have fate, you will meet."


    The big man was very sorry and said in secret, "I knew I wanted two million wisps of money. Although I don''t know what it is, it must be a good thing!"


    After the big man left, everyone''s eyes lit up. Ye QingHan didn''t bargain for a million dollars. He must be a local tyrant, so they took out the treasure they found.


    Ginseng fruit, the situation of human body, almost changed into shape. It radiated golden light and was lifelike. It was full of vitality inside. It almost entered the 15th grade. The only pity was that it was not well preserved and its character was reduced. Otherwise, it would cost at least 3 million wisps of money to sell in a large auction house. Unfortunately, it was not handled properly, and it was difficult to have a third of its value.


    Ye QingHan said faintly, "I''ll make my own quotation and I''ll buy it as appropriate."


    "My ginseng fruit costs 1.5 million wisps!" the old man holding the ginseng fruit said expectantly.


    The price is on the high side, but the medicine of the ginseng fruit can still save ye QingHan''s life for several years. At this time, money is outside his body. Ye QingHan bought it without hesitation.


    After accepting these two miracles, ye QingHan couldn''t find his favorite treasure anymore. He had to shake his head and refuse the people.


    Everyone left with regret.


    The leaves were light and cold, turning the Ruyi bell, and the heartbeat was speeding up. The long hand markings of the palm of the hand obviously responded.


    "This Ruyi clock should be a divine treasure used by the half step eternal, or it may be a sacred artifact made by the eternal, and its grade is not low." ye QingHan whispered, "but few of the above runes can be controlled. This Ruyi clock is equal to a waste and becomes a burial object."


    "You take it and send it to me. If you die, I still have a chance to avenge you..." the divine bird flattered.


    Ye QingHan was almost angry with this sentence. Does this bastard want to die or not? I can''t help but turn away from the divine bird coldly. The divine bird smiled awkwardly and kept his eyes on Ruyi clock.


    "If what I expected is right, it is a holy weapon integrating defense and attack. As long as you control it, you can do whatever you want, grow bigger and smaller, suppress heaven and earth and devour mountains and rivers." ye QingHan said firmly.


    Relying solely on the word "Ruyi", ye QingHan is very sure of his speculation.


    As soon as the divine bird heard it, he was more excited. His saliva flowed. He wanted to grab the Ruyi clock.


    "You bought it with one million yuan and I offered two million yuan. You can sell it to me. In a twinkling of an eye, it will double the profit!" said the divine bird obscene.


    Ye QingHan sneered and said in a muffled voice, "if I die, it will be yours. Let''s go back and wait until I accept the Ruyi clock."