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"Boss, what exactly is that thousand year Agarwood? Why are you looking for it? "

Dong Wen Feng and Monkey were walking along the road, and Monkey could not help but speak. Hearing that Dong Wen Feng was going to play with antiques, Monkey jumped out to recommend himself.

His family's background was extremely deep in the capital, so deep that even the Four Great Clans were hard to catch a glimpse of. The third generation of the family had long since been worthy of its reputation as a noble, so he had some understanding of antiques.

As for people like the Master Hu, to be honest, they had not had the free time to flip through antiques yet.

"Stop asking, I said that I want to use it, why are you asking!"

Dong Wen Feng was annoyed by the question, could it be that his master, who was not worth his effort, stole the things from the sect and then got paid for it?

The old man did not want face, and he, Dong Wen Feng, was still a man that wanted face.

The boss was impatient, Monkey just showed his fangs, against Dong Wen Feng, he was happy to submit to him. Back then, he would not have been able to live past that day without Dong Wen Feng, even Monkey's grandfather had said that he would never forget Dong Wen Feng.

"Boss, let me rest assured. I'll bring you to meet this person. He's famous in the capital for his antique lanes. It won't be a problem to find him; he'll be able to find anything good!" After walking for a while, the monkey started to boast again. Dong Wen Feng looked at him with disdain.

"Really! You better believe it! " The monkey opened his eyes wide, and started to talk nonstop, Dong Wen Feng finally understood who the Ghost Eye Liu was.

As the capital of China, the capital was naturally the richest in the country. The people coming and going were a mix of tigers and dragons, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, in addition to being the capital of the previous dynasty many times, they accumulated a large amount of ancient items. The people of the capital had fun antiques, and antique shops were all over the streets and alleys, but the most famous street was Flying Immortal Lane.

Flying Immortal Alley was a long and winding alley with a complicated terrain. It was around the size of a basketball court, and it was used by people from six in the morning until six in the evening. People came and went through the streets with accents and even traded national antiques.

There was a saying that was right. As long as you had money, you could buy it even if it was the Emperor's thumb ring!

Pushing open a door that was typical of the capital, Monkey took the lead and cautiously asked, "Elder Liu, I'm here. Is it convenient for you?"

Crossing the courtyard, Dong Wen Feng saw an old man who was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed. He looked to be about sixty to seventy years of age, skinny and had braids on his head.

"Elder Liu, are you asleep?" Then I'll wait for you! " Monkey went up to him. It seemed like he was actually very respectful to this old man.

Dong Wen Feng had seen everything, and remained calm and collected. He had once guessed that Ghost Eye Liu was a cultivator, but the other party seemed to be just an ordinary old man.

"Mm. Monkey, you've arrived. Please take a seat two people. This is a noble person, you can't be standing. He's not well-received." The old man opened his eyes. There were actually four pupils in each of his eyes!

Monkey laughed and pulled Dong Wen Feng to sit. Regarding the unusual behavior of Ghost Eye Liu, he had long gotten used to it.

"Why have you two come here?" While Ghost Eye Liu spoke, he wore a pair of sunglasses and looked like a fortune-teller, but Dong Wen Feng felt like he was looking at himself.

"To find a hundred year old Agarwood, age 999, not even one year more, not even one year less!" Dong Wen Feng said indifferently, this Ghost Eye Liu was definitely not simple.

Ghost Eye Liu lightly nodded, without any change in his expression, he asked again what he wanted to come here for, but Dong Wen Feng did not reply, he only said that he must get it, and hoped that Ghost Eye Liu would help.

"I'll keep an eye out for you, but you have to promise me one thing or I won't help you." Ghost Eye Liu spoke again.

Dong Wen Feng was surprised, but he still asked for his conditions. Liu's answer made him even more surprised, he wanted Dong Wen Feng to help him once.

"As long as it is within my capabilities, I will do my best." Dong Wen Feng was watertight.

"Alright, since that's the case, then I don't have to worry, I will help you find it. Why don't you go to the Flying Immortal Lane and take a look, maybe you will get an unexpected harvest." After saying that, Ghost Eye Liu stood up and walked into the room. He was giving the order to expel the guest.

Dong Wen Feng knew that he was bored, so he stood up and left with Monkey. On the way, Monkey even asked, "How did he know that Big Brother is resourceful? Could it be that your reputation is spread far and wide? "

Dong Wen Feng just waved his hand, he had a clear understanding of himself, it was definitely caused by his own identity as a cultivator. This old man might be an unfathomable cultivator, or it could be said that his eyes had some special ability.

After the two of them went out, they went straight to Flying Immortal Lane, on one side was Ghost Eye Liu Youyan, and on the other side was Dong Wen Feng wanting to try his luck, since his own old man had said before that maybe they could go to the Antique Street in the capital, and the only person he would like to meet would be Flying Immortal Lane.

The alley was filled with ancient buddhist porcelain and jade carvings and carvings. There were people of all shapes and sizes, with accents from all over the place, and Dong Wen Feng could even hear the accent of Luo Chuan.

"Brother Feng, this saber looks pretty good!" Monkey squatted down.

Dong Wenfeng also followed along. A dagger about half a meter long was laid out on the table. It was exquisite, simple, and unadorned. The monkey was about to reach out and grab it when a hand reached out even faster.

"Don't touch it if you don't want to buy it. You can't afford to lose it if you touch it!" The person who spoke had dark skin and an indifferent expression.

The monkey was anxious. In the capital, no one had ever dared to talk to him like that, so he went up to grab the man's collar, but was stopped by Dong Wen Feng.

"We'll buy it, but at least let us take a look at the goods, right?" Dong Wen Feng said, while glaring at the monkey.

This fellow sure is bragging again. To think that he would have such a temper and play with antiques, yet he doesn't even understand the principle of generating wealth from his anger!

The expression on the vendor's face eased up, and he carefully handed the blade in his hand to Dong Wen Feng.

His hands were cold, his hands had an extremely good feeling, although he was inexperienced, Dong Wen Feng felt that the blade had been around for a while, he could feel that ancient feeling, and it was more so than a normal person. Because he was a cultivator, he could feel that the blade's Qi was different from the others, or perhaps more accurately, it was a strong killing intent.

Just as he was about to unsheathe his saber, the booth owner extended a hand to stop him. He slowly shook his head and said, "No, this blade is ferocious. We must see blood when we go on duty."

Dong Wen Feng raised his eyebrows, and did not comment. With a light shake of his hand, he pushed the booth owner away: "It's fine, I can hold it."