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    Ning Qinghua, who was pulled into the living room by Yan Xuemeng, couldn't help but feel dumbfounded when she heard this.  This cauldron used by monks to make alchemy is not so easy to find.  What he said to Yan Xuemeng before was just to arouse the other party's interest in Zhuyan Dan, and he had no such intention at all.  What's more, Ning Qinghua didn't even need to open the objects in the two brocade boxes in front of him. He just scanned them with his spiritual sense and could confirm that the antiques were indeed antiques, but they were definitely not spiritual weapons or magic weapons. It was impossible at all.  Used to make elixirs.

    "Okay, okay! Let me see!"

    But seeing the excitement on Yan Xuemeng's face, and the other party rushing to Bianzhou again, if she didn't even look at it, it would really dampen the other party's enthusiasm, so Ning Qinghua didn't criticize it.  , opened the two brocade boxes and took out the two cauldrons in the brocade boxes one by one.

    I have to say that these two items are really good things, one pot and one furnace.  The tripod is a bronze tripod from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. Although it is small, it is beautifully shaped and the patterns on the tripod are also very detailed. It is obviously a good object.  As for the remaining stove, it looks like a Xuande stove, but it is an imitation from the Qing Dynasty. Although it is an imitation, it can be regarded as a rare fine product. I believe that Yan Wenyi must have spent a lot of money to obtain this small stove.  A hefty price to pay.

    Ning Qinghua held these two things in his hands and admired them for a moment, then put them back into the brocade box exactly as they were, and shook his head slightly towards Yan Xuemeng, who was looking up with an expectant look on his face.

    "You'd better send these two treasures back to your father as soon as possible. These are good things. It would be a pity if they get scratched."

    Yan Xuemeng is naturally very clever. When she saw Ning Qinghua shaking his head and saying this again, he knew that neither the cauldron nor the furnace met the conditions for alchemy, and his face darkened.

    "This is the best of my dad's antiques, and even this one doesn't meet your requirements. It's really hard to find!"

    Seeing the disappointment and frustration on Yan Xuemeng's face, Ning Qinghua thought for a while before speaking.

    "Whether this cauldron can be used to make elixirs does not depend on its appearance and market price. It has its own set of requirements. If you choose the expensive one, you may miss out on the real thing!"

    Ning Qinghua said this.  That's correct.  A cauldron that can be used by monks to refine elixirs is not necessarily a beautifully carved object.  To know.  Taoists often advocate simplicity and nature. Take the Taoist vessel of the Supreme Ding. The three-legged and two-eared garden ding has no other modifications except the lines on the body of the tripod. It exudes a sense of simplicity and is similar to those of the Four-Yang Square Zun.  Compared with bronze wares.  I'm afraid it's not impressive at all.

    Of course, for other ascetics.  Although the market price of the alchemy cauldron cannot be used as a reference, it is the so-called quality.  It certainly cannot be accommodated.  If the cauldron is incomplete, it will definitely not be able to be used to make elixirs.  Fortunately, Ning Qinghua's body contains Xuanhuang Qi, which can warm and nourish the damaged magic weapons. Even if they are incomplete, they can be restored to their original state after being warmed for a period of time.

    Of course, the reason why Ning Qinghua said this was mostly to comfort Yan Xuemeng. Let alone finding an alchemy cauldron, even finding a low-grade spiritual weapon would be extremely difficult.

    No matter how smart Yan Xuemeng is, she would never guess that Ning Qinghua¡¯s words were mainly to comfort herself. After hearing this, she immediately recovered and complained about Ning Qinghua again and again.

    "Why didn't you make it clear at the beginning? Forget it! I think you should come with me, saving me the hassle of running back and forth. Besides, your car has been parked at my dad's place for some time, so I'm not afraid.  My hand is raw!¡±

    Yan Xuemeng knew that Ning Qinghua had only been driving for a few days and was still a novice, so she naturally said so.

    Ning Qinghua had originally planned to return to Hunan Province. When he heard Yan Xuemeng's words, he was exactly what he wanted, and he immediately nodded in agreement.

    "Okay, if you really can't find a suitable one at your dad's place, then I should go back. It will be some time before I come out!"

    "What's wrong? You have a wife waiting for you at home! You've only been here a few days, why are you rushing back in such a hurry!"

    In the past, if Ning Qinghua wanted to go back, Yan Xuemeng would not be too hard to persuade him to stay, but it is different now. After hearing about the Zhuyan Pill, Yan Xuemeng even dreamed of eating it last night.  With this beautiful elixir, you will stay young forever.  Under such circumstances, how could Ning Tsinghua be let go so easily? Naturally, we must try our best to retain him.

    "I can't find a suitable cauldron, and I can't make elixirs. There's no use staying here!"

    Ning Qinghua is naturally aware of Yan Xuemeng's little thoughts, but what he said is also true. I believe that Yan Xuemeng, a smart person, will not force himself to stay.

    "My dad can't find it there, doesn't that mean he can't find it elsewhere? My dad knows a lot of people in this antique shop, and I don't believe it.I'm afraid that even if I save all the nearby ones, I still can't find the right cauldron for you!  "

    Yan Xuemeng also worked hard, obviously determined not to give up until she achieved her goal.

    Seeing the energy in Yan Xuemeng's body, Ning Qinghua couldn't help but cursed in her heart that she was just looking for trouble and was just making herself uncomfortable.

    Ning Qinghua knows that although finding a cauldron for alchemy in an antique shop is much more efficient than other methods, the real probability is still very slim.  The former may be one in a million, and although the latter is slightly stronger, it still has a probability of one in a million.  Although there is a big gap between the two, in the final analysis, they are all small-probability events, and it is really difficult for Ning Qinghua to have any hope.

    Yan Xuemeng didn't care what Ning Qinghua was thinking now, she just did it. She picked up the two brocade boxes and stuffed them into Ning Qinghua's hands. Then she pulled Ning Qinghua into the Porsche car outside the door, started the engine and drove to Bianzhou.  Rush.

    Faced with the turbulent Yan Xuemeng, Ning Qinghua could only temporarily succumb to the opponent's "power" and wait until he arrived at the Yan family villa in Bianzhou to act according to the situation.

    Along the way, Yan Xuemeng drove her red Porsche sports car, overtaking cars one after another, with an average speed of over 100 miles per hour.  You know, this is a provincial road, not a highway. The average speed of most cars is between sixty and seventy per hour.  Yan Xuemeng is so fierce. You can imagine that after this trip, you will probably get a lot of speeding tickets.  But considering the other party's net worth, this small traffic fine really doesn't matter to Miss Yan outside.

    It took only about two-thirds of the usual time for Yan Xuemeng's Porsche sports car to drive into the yard of Yan's villa.

    "Mengmeng, why are you back today?"

    Yan Xuemeng¡¯s mother, who was watering the flowers and plants in the yard, saw her daughter driving into the yard. She immediately put down the watering can and walked to the car.

    "Mom, is dad here?"

    Yan Xuemeng got out of the car, with a hurried look on her face. The first thing she asked was whether her father was at home.  You know, the basement where antiques are collected has a password-protected door worth over ten thousand dollars. Although my mother has the key, she needs to ask Yan Wenyi for the password.  It's not that Yan Wenyi didn't tell his wife the password, it was just that Zhan Ping was not interested in these things. The reason why the key was placed with her was because Yan Wenyi was afraid that he would lose it outside.  Unlike those ordinary security doors, there are only two keys to this door. One is locked in the safe at home, and the other is kept by Zhanping for daily opening.  You know, this key cannot be matched outside.

    "How could your dad be at home on this day! Mengmeng, why are you so anxious to find your dad?"

    Seeing the anxious look on her daughter's face, as a mother, Zhan Ping naturally felt a little worried. When she saw Ning Qinghua getting out of the car from the other side holding two brocade boxes in her hands, she became even more suspicious.

    Could it be that there is something going on between my daughter and this guy?

    Although he does not interfere in his daughter's marriage, as a parent, he is naturally very concerned about his only daughter.  Ning Qinghua and Yan Xuemeng live in the same villa these days. Both Yan Wenyi and Zhan Ping know this situation clearly.  Naturally, the two elders did not know whether they did anything else at night, and even if they did know, they would not interfere.

    "There's something, something urgent, and it's a big deal!"

    Yan Xuemeng heard that her father was not at home. Although she knew that he would probably be at the company during this time and would naturally go home in the evening, Yan Xuemeng couldn't wait any longer. She picked up the phone and dialed the number of Yan Wenyi's office.  .

    "Daughter, what do you want to do with your father?"

    When he saw the phone number displayed on the landline, Yan Wenyi naturally knew that the call was from his daughter.  During work hours, his daughter has never called him since he graduated from college. Could it be that something urgent happened?

    ¡°Dad, what¡¯s the code for your basement security door?¡±

    "I said, dear daughter, you can't harm dad's treasures anymore. Didn't I already remove two of them for you yesterday? Let me tell you, those things are cultural relics. Be careful, don't get hurt.  !¡±

    Yan Wenyi still has fresh memories of his daughter's banditry last night. It was like a devil entering the village, and he would just take whatever was good.  Although the things were given to his daughter, Yan Wenyi would not feel any distress.  But he knew that his daughter, like her mother, had never been interested in these things.  Money comes second. It would be a pity if things were accidentally damaged.

    ? ?Dad, I have an urgent need. I can¡¯t explain it to you at the moment. I brought your two treasures back to you yesterday. They are not broken at all. Don¡¯t worry!  "

    Hearing that his two treasures were delivered back safe and sound, Yan Wenyi suddenly felt very comfortable. He thought that his daughter must have something going on. Anyway, the things were empty there. If her daughter really likes something, she can do this by herself.  Dad, how can you say no!

    After getting the password from Yan Wenyi and the key from his mother, Yan Xuemeng pulled Ning Qinghua into the villa.

    Seeing her daughter being so careless, Zhan Ping knew that the items in the basement were her husband's favorites, so she hurriedly followed them out of fear of something happening.  !  ~!

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