Those Years When I Was at the Pawnshop Appraiser

Text Chapter 67 Appraisal of the Breastplate

Today, Chen Shaojun's ability to appraise treasures is no longer what it used to be.

In Shengjing City, all of them can be regarded as the top, only twenty-seven treasure appraising masters can be compared with him.

But in this world, there are too many hidden secrets, and there are also countless treasures that are so powerful that they can hurt people's souls, and even make top warriors and real cultivators helpless.

He is still far from that existence.

Naturally understand that it is not a treasure, it is something that the current self can weigh.

It's like the complete battle armor that goes with this breastplate.

It is a complete body, and the evil spirit is overwhelming. It is estimated that only the top martial arts experts can subdue it with their strong blood and terrifying martial arts strength.

Fortunately, what appeared in front of him at this time was only one of the breast shields.

Although the evil spirit was terrifying, it did not exceed the limit of his control.

Light candles and burn incense.

If it's just an ordinary treasure, he can see whether it contains danger just by looking at it with the spiritual eye technique.

But this breastplate is markedly different.

To be on the safe side, he followed the normal steps to start the appraisal.

Whoop~!

Even though the candle in the corner was not extinguished, the flame was always on and off in this windless environment.

Then when it reached the thirtieth breath, it suddenly went out with a sizzle.

On the other side, the three bamboo incense sticks were also extinguished at the thirtieth breath, the fiftieth breath and the fifty-fifth breath respectively.

"Something is wrong."

Chen Shaojun frowned instantly.

"What happened at the thirtieth breath? Why did the candle and the bamboo incense go out at the same time?"

Chen Shaojun was a little surprised.

This protective mirror is obviously not just as simple as a strong evil spirit.

At this time, he couldn't help thinking of the scene of the battle that he could vaguely see in the monstrous blood demon.

"Could it be that there is something hidden in it?"

After a little hesitation, Chen Shaojun still decided to take the risk.

If it doesn't work, he still has a broken ruler.

No matter how bad it is, he still has the Doom Talisman in his hand.

The broken evil ruler can cut off evil spirits and stop appraising treasures.

As for the crossing talisman, it can help him survive the catastrophe. It is called a magic talisman that can be used not only in battle, but also in appraising treasures.

For Chen Shaojun, the chance of encountering danger when appraising treasures is much higher than usual.

Even if you feel a little bit reluctant, what is it compared with your own life?

Therefore, Chen Shaojun calmed down.

The mana in the body fluctuated slightly.

hum!

A majestic and turbulent spiritual power rushed out in an instant and poured into the breast shield.

boom!

At the same time, the evil spirit of blood above the breast-guard was also aroused, rushing straight out like a surging river.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Chen Shaojun's spirit was like a knife, his will was like a rock, and he wiped away the evil spirit on the heart mirror bit by bit.

The magic power in the body is also slowly being consumed under continuous drive.

"The evil spirit in this breast-protecting mirror is really thick, it seems to be continuously flowing out of the breast-protecting mirror."

At this moment, the two sides showed a stalemate.

Ten breaths, fifteen breaths, twenty breaths...

The magic power in Chen Shaojun's body has been consumed by more than half now, and there is a vague sense of scarcity.

However, the evil spirit above the protective mirror was still panicked, as if it was endless.

"If you count the evil spirits on the heart-guard mirror one by one, even if there are not ten thousand, there are several thousand.

I don't know how many fights and how much blood was stained in it? "

Chen Shaojun stabilized his mind and began to accumulate strength silently.

When the candle and the bamboo incense were extinguished at the same time, it always cast a haze in his heart, so he naturally had to be prepared.

Twenty-eight breaths, twenty-nine breaths, thirty breaths...

"Are you coming?"

Chen Shaojun's thoughts floated up.

Just at this time.

A phantom of a big man wearing black armor, holding a long spear, and full of beards rushed out of the heart guard in an instant, aimed at Chen Shaojun, and stabbed fiercely.

With this stab, it seemed that the spear was shot like a dragon, and it rushed in front of Chen Shaojun in an instant.

"really!"

Although Chen Shaojun was not afraid, a more turbulent, more majestic and pure power of spiritual will rushed out.

For a long time, he has relied on the magic power in his body to perform the technique of divine hope. Although it also consumes a certain amount of spirit, after all, it has his willpower attached to it, but the consumption is not too large.

But at this moment, in order to cope with this sudden change, he certainly didn't dare to hold back the slightest bit, and immediately drove out all the pure power of spiritual will in his body.

boom!

The power of Chen Shaojun's spiritual will is like the nine-day Milky Way, falling down.

Almost instantly, the phantom figure holding the spear was drowned out.

Zizizi...

The figure also disappeared in an instant.

"blocked."

Chen Shaojun relaxed his mind, hesitated for a moment, struck forward with the broken ruler, and decided to temporarily stop appraising treasures.

This wave, his consumption is also great.

Not only is the mana in his body almost hollowed out, but more than half of his spiritual willpower has also been consumed.

without him.

Too much force.

He had no idea about the power of the phantom of the big man, so he naturally used all his strength.

He took out a Qi and Blood Pill from his bosom to recover the energy he had spent, and then Chen Shaojun visualized the Taishang Induction Chapter, slowly recovering the mana in his body.

After half an hour.

Chen Shaojun opened his eyes.

At this time, he became energetic again.

The mana in the body is also refilled.

Chen Shaojun started appraising treasures again.

The technique of divine hope was cast.

The spiritual power turned into a grinding disc, aiming at the cover of the heart mirror and pressing down.

Zizizi...

The evil spirit soaring into the sky was also aroused and was constantly being wiped away.

After twenty breaths.

Chen Shaojun's heart skipped a beat.

A spiritual phantom appeared again in front of his eyes.

This time, it was a young general in white armor. The opponent held a long knife, and with a sound of 'Zha', he slashed hard at Chen Shaojun.

This knife seemed very simple, but it seemed to contain endless mysteries. The light of the knife passed by, causing the air to make waves.

"What a strong knife."

Chen Shaojun sighed, the magic power in his body surged instantly, and the spiritual power like a millstone suddenly expanded ten times.

Boom!

The young general in the white armor was also submerged by the sea of ​​spirits and turned into a flyback.

Thirty-fifth seconds later.

An arrow rushed out of the heart guard in vain.

Above the arrow, the cold light shone, almost to the extreme.

puff!

Chen Shaojun had already covered his body with a thick layer of spiritual power, and the arrow penetrated halfway, but it was still no match for the strength of his spiritual power, and then he was disillusioned.

"Finally, the evil spirit was cleared away."

Chen Shaojun only felt his mind relax.

The power of blood evil that was originally blocking the front has been completely wiped away.

"This time is definitely the most difficult time since I appraised the treasure.

Three illusions turned into three attacks.

It was me, otherwise I would have been unable to resist any court priest, and would have fallen under the attacks of these phantoms. "

Chen Shaojun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart.

He is now a master of worship.

The strength of appraising treasures is definitely at the top level of Shengjing City.

Even he was in such a difficult situation, he deliberately stopped once in the middle, and only after recovering his mental state did he really complete the appraisal of this treasure. One can imagine the situation when other people appraised it.

It is reckoned that even if two or three of them are officially enshrined, they cannot be identified at all.

Appraisal completed.

Soon, the psychic treasure mirror appeared, and on the treasure mirror, the appearance of the protective mirror was also reflected.

Tracing the source.

Images appeared in front of Chen Shaojun's eyes immediately.

In a huge flame cave, a piece of calcined red black iron was taken out. Three extremely strong men, holding heavy hammers, continuously forged and polished the black iron.

A lot of precious materials are added in the middle.

After three days, it was gradually polished and turned into a round, slightly smooth mirror surface.

Then, assemble it on a light blue armor.

This is the original shape of the armor.

The armor quickly fell into the hands of a burly general. The opponent was wearing the armor and entered and exited the battlefield. After several fights, countless blood was also sprinkled on the armor.

Among his opponents are martial arts experts, ferocious aliens, monsters that suddenly broke into the barracks, and even mysterious and weird wizards...

Soon, the general was old, and the battle armor fell on his son.

The son was born and died several times.

Armor has been passed down from generation to generation.

After four generations, the scarred armor was finally broken, separated and disintegrated.

There were also scratches on the breastplate.

The deepest of them are three ways.

The ones who shot were all powerful opponents with terrifying force.

One was an enemy general in black armor. The opponent stabbed out like a starburst, and directly blasted a shallow pit on the heart shield.

One, a young general in white armor, chopped off with a single blow, as if purgatory in the ten directions had descended, and a deep notch immediately appeared on the heart-guard.

Finally, it was an arrow.

The person who made the shot was a first-born ferocious strong man of a foreign race. He shot out an arrow and directly pierced the edge of the heart mirror, also breaking a deep scratch.

...

"This heart guard is indeed a strong man who has experienced many battlefields.

Those opponents who can leave scars on the breast shield are absolutely terrifying in strength. Every move contains a strong will of martial arts. The spiritual will remains in it.

I was able to block their martial arts will attack, not because of how strong my mental strength was, but because the power of will they left on the breastplate was already very weak. "

In Chen Shaojun's eyes, a trace of understanding flashed across.

In his heart, he was guessing the strength of these martial arts experts.

At least, it must be a strong person at the Xiantian level.

Because only those who are strong in the innate realm can manifest martial arts will and remain on the protective mirror.

"A strong person in the innate realm?"

Chen Shaojun whispered, and an inexplicable motivation emerged in his heart.

After seeing the means of those strong men, he naturally wanted to become an existence of that level even more urgently.

Afterwards, the psychic treasures were judged and graded.

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