"What is the identification result?!" The wolf poked at Huo Qingxuan like a curious baby. This guy was not particularly curious, but he was particularly concerned about treasures. This frisbee treasure was obviously something he had never seen before, so he was naturally extremely curious about frisbee.

As for the appraisal results mentioned by Huo Qingxuan, the appraisal of the treasures by experts from the Zhenbao Pavilion.

The experts at Zhenbao Pavilion are real experts, not bricks!

If you want to be an expert in the Zhenbao Pavilion, your strength must be at least at the peak of the eighth level. If you are not strong enough, your vision will naturally not be high enough. How do you identify treasures?

In addition to being strong, experience, etc., all of them must be outstanding.

Everyone knows that the treasures in Zhenbao Pavilion are so popular, but why the treasures in Zhenbao Pavilion are so diverse. On the one hand, it is because the treasures in Zhenbao Pavilion are of no counterfeit goods, and they have a lot of reputation!

Therefore, being an appraiser in Zhenbao Pavilion is necessary to have extraordinary achievements in appraisal.

Huo Qingxuan frowned slightly and said, "Old Master Yao said that this Frisbee is definitely a treasure, but he couldn't identify the specific use of the Frisbee. He didn't even know what the Frisbee belonged to."

"Mr. Yao? Sister Qingxuan, are you talking about Mr. Yao Zhenfeng and Mr. Yao?" Heyong was surprised when he heard this, "No way? Mr. Yao is the strongest appraiser in our demon world. How could there be a treasure that he could not identify?"

Mr. Yao Zhenfeng, the old man, is definitely a legendary figure in the demon world.

The Supreme Elder of the Demon Emperor Clan, the second uncle of the current Demon Emperor, and the ninth-level demon saint!

The reason why Mr. Yao is a legend is not because he is a ninth-level demon saint, or he is the second uncle of the current demon emperor.

Mr. Yao’s qualifications are actually very poor. How bad is it? Let’s put it this way, compared to a genius like Wolf Poke and He Yong, the qualifications of the old man can only be described as a slag!

So how could such a slaughter become a ninth-level boss? Under normal circumstances, this kind of slaughter qualification is impossible to achieve, let alone a ninth-level boss, or an eighth-level boss.

Otherwise, the old man is a legend, his qualifications are not good, but he is lucky and has good luck!

You can see treasures when you go out for a walk. If you fall, you will see treasures falling from the sky. If you don’t have the qualifications, you can use various resources to accumulate them.

Mr. Yao’s ninth-level boss was built entirely by treasures and treasures.

Let me put it this way, this old man can be said to be Lan Xuan in another world! No, it should be said that the old man is even Lan Xuan than Lan Xuan! After all, Lao Lan has good luck and bad luck, but Old Master Yao only has good luck and no bad luck.

If you are lucky, you will always get treasures or treasures of heaven and earth for no reason. Gradually, the identification level will also increase.

So Mr. Yao is definitely a legend, uh, quite a legend.

But everyone wants to be a legend like Mr. Yao. Luck is so lucky. Isn’t that so cool? It’s not something that anyone can have.

Looking at the entire demon world, except for Mr. Yao, it is hard to find the second person with great luck... Uh, demon.

In short, Mr. Yao, who has extremely awesome identification skills, could not identify what kind of treasure the Frisbee was. He could only identify it as a treasure, but he didn't know what it was for. This Frisbee...is very naughty!

Huo Qingxuan nodded: "It's Mr. Yao, and Mr. Yao can only identify this Frisbee as a treasure. So although this Frisbee is a treasure, no one cares about it. After all, no one wants to change a treasure that doesn't know what it is for."

"What is the price of this Frisbee?" Zhou Wenbin had already learned about Mr. Yao's general situation from the wolf poker, so he became more and more curious about the Frisbee.

As for whether he would get a cheat, he didn't care much. The Frisbee was obviously metal, and at the least he could swallow the metal. Besides, his tears of the Spirit Crane came easily, so he would naturally not feel sorry for him to spend them.

Huo Qingxuan was stunned when he heard this: "No, is it because I didn't explain it clearly or did you not hear it clearly? This is a treasure, a treasure that doesn't know its purpose. Are you really planning to change it?"

Could this person be mentally wrong?

No wonder she thought so. After all, the value of the treasure is not low. Even if it is their Firebird clan, it is not as wealthy as it is to not care about the value of a treasure.

Zhou Wenbin smiled and nodded: "Of course I really plan to change it. Tell me, what is the price of this Frisbee?"

"Brother Zhou, calm down!" He Yong hurriedly dissuaded, "This Frisbee is a treasure of great value, and it is definitely not low. A treasure of great value but has no idea what it is for. If it is used at all, it will be a huge loss!"

"Yes, impulse is a devil. Brother Zhou, don't be impulsive!" Wolf poked couldn't help but speak.

Zhenbao Pavilion does not cheat people, but people have already made it clear. If you have to rush to find a cheat, then you can't blame others for not being wrong?

Zhou Wenbin waved his hand: "I'm very calm and have no impulse. I really think I'm destined to be with this Frisbee. As for the fact that if I really lose money when I change it to my hands... I will lose money. Who can avoid losing money in this life?"

"Okay, Brother Zhou, you are so arrogant!" The wolf poked and didn't know what to say, so he could only give Zhou Wenbin a thumbs up.

Heyong wanted to persuade him again, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say at all. How could he not see that Zhou Wenbin was obviously determined to eat the weight.

In the end, I could only sigh heavily, feeling very upset.

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have brought Brother Zhou to Zhenbao Pavilion!

Huo Qingxuan looked at Zhou Wenbin at a little strange at this time. It was not that she had looked at Zhou Wenbin, but that she felt... this human being was a little different: "If you change the tears of the spirit crane in the Frisbee... the seventh-level spiritual crane tears need about ten, and these ten spiritual crane tears cannot be all the early-level spiritual crane tears of the seventh-level spiritual crane. At least there must be any tears of the middle-level spiritual crane."

"Trade!" Zhou Wenbin pointed his finger and took out ten spiritual crane tears from the storage ring, five early stage seventh stage and five midst stage seventh stage.

Ten Spirit Crane Tears were not expensive at all in his opinion. He had a sense that this Frisbee was definitely a good thing and should be of great use to him!

"Okay." Huo Qingxuan nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said, "But I still want to remind you, please be sure to think clearly. Once the treasure is exchanged, Zhenbao Pavilion will not accept returns."
Chapter completed!