In fact, this is a private party, which is composed of some internal power masters around the Nancheng.

As long as you hold the token in hand, you are eligible to participate in this exchange meeting.

Of course, other people you don’t know can come in, but it must be recommended by the elderly. For example, if you have a token, you can come in.

This time there were about thirty people, all of whom were masters, most of whom came alone, or brought a few apprentices with them.

Everyone gathered and greeted him warmly.

At this moment, a young man walked up slowly at the foot of the mountain and saw a Baiyun Villa on the mountain. It was vast in area and ancient style. After he walked to the door, he handed out the token. Although the guards didn't know what Chen Fan was from and was so young, they would not intercept the people holding the token.

It is possible that it is a family disciple recommended by other forces, and all of them are not underestimated.

In the crowd, there was a young man and woman. The woman looked seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a ponytail, wearing white shorts, revealing her fair and slender legs, a tight little red T-shirt, blinking her black eyes:

"Brother Meng, there are all old guys here!"

"Mengqi, don't talk nonsense, follow her father, everyone here is a master!"

A young man next to him.

The two of them followed a middle-aged man, and were from Miaojiang.

"Brother, look, there is another one that is about the same age as me."

Miss Mengqi pointed to a young man in the distance, Chen Fan.

"He seems to be here alone."

Meng Qi was particularly surprised because there were more or less people coming here, but Chen Fan actually came here alone? It was so strange!

"Okay, the few people have nothing to do with you. Mengqi, don't point your hand randomly, okay, this time my father came to find the Golden Silkworm Gu seed to treat you. If we find it, we will go back. Don't cause any trouble. After all, this is not our territory."

The young man reminded again, "Don't look at others' youth, maybe they are just a hidden master. Do you understand?"

"Oh, I know, but all the experts are old men. He is so young, how could he be a master?"

Meng Qi looked at Chen Fan in the distance and found that Chen Fan was so handsome!

Um?

Chen Fan looked at each other, Meng Qi cast a shy smile, but stared at Chen Fan directly. Chen Fan was speechless and looked away. He didn't want to look at a little girl.

"Yo, I'm still shy."

Meng Qi whispered.

"Mengqi, stop making trouble. It's okay to be so rude."

The young man pulled Mengqi.

"Okay, okay." Meng Qi still looked at Chen Fan from time to time.

Chen Fan's eyes flashed and he found that Meng Qi's little girl had a black aura in her body.

Nothing could escape Chen Fan's eyes, but he only looked at it and did not look much. Just by looking at it like this, the little girl's body was basically exposed to Chen Fan's eyes.

At this moment, everyone gathered together and stood up alone.

"Everyone, there are only so many of us in this exchange meeting. I believe everyone has brought their own things. In addition to the exchange, this time, there is another item for you to see. With the help of everyone's eyes, we can see what this thing is."

"But first, there is a communication meeting, where everyone takes out their own things and can exchange them."

As the man finished speaking, some people took out their treasures and began to exchange them.

Chen Fan sat in a corner and just took out his own pills, and he didn't have any other things.

"I am an ancient lamp with a hint of spiritual energy. If I take it back to practice, it can increase the speed of cultivation. How about it? Has anyone changed it?"

An old man took out a green ancient lamp, and there was indeed a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation. However, after Chen Fan saw it, he found that it was only a little spiritual energy and it was useless.

Things that can only be absorbed by him will lose their effect if they absorb them in a moment.

However, some people still took out something to exchange it for it, because for them, this trace of spiritual energy also has great effect.

With the exchange, many people exchanged things, which was very satisfying.

"I have a landscape painting here. This painting is a characteristic ink painting. It will emit a fragrance, make people feel calm and have a good promoting effect on cultivation!"

At this time, a man took out a three-meter-long painting of mountains and rivers. The peaks were steep, flowers and rivers, and a very beautiful painting.

"But to be honest, I haven't figured out why my painting has such an effect for so many years. I hope everyone can take a look."

The middle-aged man held the ink painting and looked at everyone.

"Well? The ink in this painting is indeed different. I guess it is mixed with something special."

“But what exactly is it?”

After seeing it, everyone shook their heads, not knowing why there was such a fragrance, nor did they know what fragrance it was.

Only Chen Fan took a look and immediately realized that the reason why this ink painting is so fragrant, beneficial to the heart and calms the mind is because it carries the paper that carries the painting. But he didn't say much.

"Look at me!"

At this time, an old man with a majestic and dignified expression walked out, with a very long white beard, and looked like he was not an ordinary person.

"It's Mr. Zhang!"

"Mr. Zhang, take a good look!"

When this person walked out, everyone looked respectful. He knew that Mr. Zhang was not only a master of internal strength, but also a famous collector, with extraordinary knowledge and knowledge.

After he looked carefully, he nodded, "I know why this ink painting is like this!"

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, why?"

Someone asked.

Mr. Zhang looked around for a moment, as if thinking, looking like an expert, then took a few steps, suddenly nodded, as if thinking of something:

"If I read it correctly, this ink is mixed with a special black soil!"

"Black soil?"

Everyone was confused.

"Not bad, it's black soil!"

The old man stroked his beard and said confidently:

"This kind of black soil is usually around the mine, and it is naturally born with a fragrance. This fragrance can benefit people's hearts. Using a lot of paintings drawn with this ink will produce this effect! These five are worth at least 70 million!"

!

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone took a breath.

A painting is at least 70 million?

So awesome!

Meng Qi widened her eyes. No one present knew why this painting had such an effect, but this old man could tell at a glance that the knowledge behind it was probably too profound. Without some experience and insight, he could not tell at all.

This move made everyone admire the old man very much, because even the person holding the painting didn't know why this thing had such an effect. The man's gaze at Old Zhang was simply a look of admiration.

"Haha, Mr. Zhang is a well-informed and famous collector. I asked many people about this painting, but I didn't know the reason. Today, Mr. Zhang's words solved my doubts for many years. I am really smart. I admire him!"

The man was so respectful. Today he solved his doubts.

Everyone was complimenting, but Chen Fan couldn't help but feel funny. He was simply a rude person and was extremely wrong. Someone came out to compliment him, which made him laugh.

But Chen Fan didn't say anything.

"Boy, why are you shaking your head?"

Suddenly, an old man in white stood up, and with a scolding, everyone on the scene glanced at Chen Fan, all their eyes focused on Chen Fan.

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Chapter completed!