The starlight is like water, and meteorites are in groups and pieces. This is supposed to be the silent deep space, far away from planets with life, but here it is bustling with people coming and going.
On a small meteorite, only about ten meters long, there was a stall. A middle-aged man looked up at Wang Xuan with an extremely solemn expression and said, "Brother, there is light on your head, and the texture of great fortune is condensing. This is a sign that you are about to soar into the sky."
Wang Xuan was looking down at something familiar, but the stall owner's serious evaluation startled him.
He was very clear about his own situation. Textures were materializing on his top bone. He was trying to take the path of Daoism at the True Immortal stage. Had he been discovered?
The middle-aged man looked at him, then nodded solemnly and said, "This thing on my stall is destined to be with you. Perhaps you can say that it should have belonged to you. I'll give half of it to you today."
Wang Xuan was immediately in awe. This place was full of good and bad people. How could a man setting up a stall have such high spiritual qualities? In the final analysis, competition was fierce and life was not easy.
Sure enough, Wu Xingtian poked out his big wolverine head and said, "Okay, black-hearted old man, look at everyone saying that. In order to sell those broken things on your stall, you have no bottom line at all."
"How much is this thing?" Wang Xuan asked, picking up a large black umbrella. It was silent and dark, with no runes flowing on it, and was badly damaged.
The black-hearted Old Eight said, "This is a sacred object with an extremely powerful origin. According to legend, it is related to a saint. It may even be the remains of a prohibited item."
After that, he washed his hands with clean water, and then carefully held up the big black umbrella, saying: "It broke free from the vortex of time and space. It was surrounded by chaotic energy and passed through the body of an unimaginable creature, carrying blood, and fell into the world. It is conceivable how tragic the battle was. The dead strong man is suspected to be an alien who was killed by this umbrella!"
Wang Xuan looked at him. It was really difficult to negotiate business here when he met a stall owner with high "cultivation". The other party was very eloquent and his saliva could make a dead tree sprout.
Wu Xingtian was dissatisfied and said, "Let's go. Don't buy anything from him. He is too cruel. It's just a broken umbrella, but he has made it into a holy object. Let's just leave it to him to worship!"
Black-hearted Lao Ba smiled and said, "Even if the deal doesn't work out, we still have righteousness. Don't be impatient. I'll give you a discount. You can take a dragon blood grass. In addition, you can also take a look at the other treasures I have here. They all have extraordinary origins."
Wang Xuan sighed, "Eighth Brother, your stuff is too expensive. I won't read anything else because if I take a look at it, you will surely tell me a story. It will take a lot of your attention, and I will have to listen to your nagging."
He stood up directly.
"No, I'll give it to you at a discount. All this stuff only costs one elixir. The price is fair." The black-hearted Old Eight pulled out a pile of items.
Wang Xuan thought about it, nodded and was about to buy it.
"Look carefully." Black Peacock Wu Xingtian reminded Wang Xuan kindly.
Wang Xuan nodded, and then he saw the black-hearted Lao Ba put a jade jar on the stall aside.
"Why did you take it away temporarily?" Wang Xuan was dissatisfied.
Black-hearted Old Eight laughed and said, "Brother, you really have a good eye. Among all these things, this tea fruit is the most extraordinary one. It can make people realize the truth. You actually saw it at a glance. I'm afraid you have always been paying attention to it, right?"
Wang Xuan's face was calm. Indeed, he only cared about the teapot. In the crystal jar were five tea fruits, each as big as a thumb and of different colors.
Of course he was familiar with it. In the world behind his destiny, there was a tea tree that had once produced tea fruits exactly like these.
In the mother universe, there is only one strange tea tree in the entire fairyland. It was originally a heavenly medicine, but it failed to transform to a higher level and turned into a tea tree.
It once belonged to Hengjun, but was poached by Wang Xuan when he raided his house and sneaked into the fairy world.
However, Hengjun died tragically because of holding the Feathered Banner.
In the past, this kind of tea was known as the best tea in the fairy world. Top figures were fortunate enough to have tasted it, and some people even collected it.
After all, even Huang Ming, the Wong Tai Sin who opened the Exiled Immortal Tea House, took out two tea fruits from his family in order to make himself famous.
In the fairyland of the mother universe, this is a very popular and widely circulated rare object.
Who brought it here? Wang Xuan couldn't tell.
Some people in the fairyland of the mother universe may still have collections, while Chen Yongjie, Qingmu, and Lao Zhong must have them. They were given to them personally by Wang Xuan.
Did Chen Yongjie, Zhong Yong and others who were brought here by Gu Jin appear in this star field? Or did Fang Yuzhu, Lao Zhang, Mingxue, Yaozhu and others who traveled with Chaofan Guanghai succeed and came to this universe and passed by here?
Wang Xuan wanted to know why these tea fruits were lost, where their original owners were, and what happened to them.
"I'm not lying to you. This kind of magical item can really help people gain enlightenment. I've brewed a few pots of tea with it myself, and the effect is extraordinary." Black-hearted Old Eight said, neither hurried nor slow. He looked calm and was in no hurry to sell it.
Wu Xingtian squatted down. Although he only had a wolverine head at this time, the rest of his body had transformed into a human body. He reached out to take the jade jar, but was stopped by the black-hearted Lao Ba.
Wang Xuan said, "How about this, Brother Eight, let me smell the fragrance of the tea fruit to confirm whether it is a priceless treasure."
Black-hearted Lao Ba hesitated a little, but finally opened the jar. Although he was in deep space, as a true immortal, he could naturally smell the fragrance of tea.
Wang Xuan was certain that this was the tea fruit from the mother universe and was definitely not a product of this world.
Moreover, after careful observation with his spiritual eyes, he was able to confirm that the texture of the tea fruit was consistent with what he had seen in the past.
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