Connect the bell to the palm of your hand.

"Oh My God!"

As soon as he received it into his palm, Jiang Nan couldn't help but scream.

The whole bell was crystal white and very beautiful. There was a hint of coldness in Jiangnan's palms, and Jiangnan's palms began to freeze.

Not only that, even the temperature inside the yard seemed to have dropped a lot, and many people couldn't help but have a cold war.

This thing is indeed a rare treasure.

"What's this?"

"It should not be an immortal creature, but its origin is absolutely extraordinary."

"Is it a weapon?"

"No, this is not a weapon...it seems to be..."

"Medicine?! This seems to be a drug!"

"The trumpet flowers have become a spirit?!"

Everyone was talking.

The first reaction of this thing is naturally an object or weapon to wear with you.

After all, the world of cultivation is so big, with all kinds of weapons, and everything.

There is no precedent for using bells as weapons.

But under normal circumstances, no matter how long this weapon lasts, it will still have traces of use. However, everyone has no trace of spiritual energy on the bell here.

What's more, the bell was sealed in the stone.

The aura should not dissipate.

Moreover, everyone felt an extremely strong aura on the bell.

A smell of medicine.

Especially good smell.

What kind of magic medicine is this?

There are many old guys present who have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, and there are still a few who are about to die and decay all over, but they still do not recognize what this is.

But one thing can prove that this thing is extraordinary.

"Little brother, if you sell this thing to me, I will definitely give you a very satisfactory price."

"Don't listen to your hometown. I said that the old guy doesn't have much money in his pocket, so I have money."

"In this way, how about 20 top-quality spirit stones?"

“30!”
Chapter completed!