Chapter 8 Liars

After a while, an old man wearing a dark blue robe, gray hair, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a unique badge on his chest walked into the back hall and glanced at the seat on the Taishi chair, his face expressionless. Ye Chenfeng asked, "Are you going to sell the spell?"

"Well, I have an array talisman, and I want to identify its value and sell it." Ye Chenfeng nodded and said, took out the golden needle talisman and handed it to the blue-robed old man.

After taking the golden needle talisman handed over by Ye Chenfeng, the blue-robed old man frowned slightly, because he found that the talisman paper used to make the golden needle talisman was the lowest-grade topaz talisman paper on the market, and the price of each talisman paper was super high. But one hundred taels of silver.

Although the talisman paper itself does not affect the quality and power of the talisman, the talisman masters are so noble, they will never use such low-level talisman paper to refine the talisman and lower their status.

Moreover, Ye Chenfeng didn't have any marks on the formation talisman, so it was obviously not from the master's hand. If it wasn't for this formation talisman containing the power of the formation talisman, he would not have the patience to identify it.

After about five minutes, the blue-robed old man completed the identification, looked up at Ye Chenfeng, and said slowly, "This is indeed a complete formation, I don't know how you got it."

"Sorry, the origin of this talisman, please forgive me for keeping it a secret."

Ye Chenfeng said apologetically, unless it was a last resort, he would never reveal his secrets easily, so as not to lead to death.

"The talisman is extremely mysterious, and the old man can only penetrate one or two of them, and cannot accurately determine its value. If you can't tell the origin of this talisman, my Baiyun shop can only buy it at the lowest price of the talisman." Although the blue-robed old man felt that the golden needle talisman sold by Ye Chenfeng was very mysterious, he did not dare to take the risk of spending a lot of money on it.

"I don't know what the lowest price is?" Ye Chenfeng asked, frowning slightly.

"Three thousand taels of silver." The blue-robed old man stretched out three fingers and said.

"Three thousand taels of silver..."

Hearing the price quoted by the blue-robed old man, Ye Chenfeng felt speechless, because the price quoted by the blue-robed old man was exactly the cost price of the golden needle talisman, and did not count the high consumption of refining the golden needle talisman.

"Then there is no other way to detect the value of my array charm?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

"There is another way, and that is to test the power in public, but you need to create the test array yourself." The blue-robed old man said.

"Okay, I understand, I'm sorry to bother you." With no hope of selling, Ye Chenfeng didn't bother anymore, got up and left.

After leaving the Baiyun store, Ye Chenfeng did not give up and went to try his luck at several other stores.

But these shops either didn't have an appraiser of the formation talisman, or doubted the authenticity of his formation talisman, and even the evil ones directly coaxed him out, making him shut the door again and again.

"Hey, isn't there anyone in the entire White Emperor City who knows the goods." When Ye Chenfeng was blasted out of the shop, he sighed helplessly.

"Where can I find someone who knows the goods?" Ye Chenfeng looked at the vast crowd in front of him, he was a little discouraged, and he frowned and muttered to himself.

If he can't sell the Golden Needle Talisman, then all his efforts will be in vain, and he will have no money to buy cultivation resources.

And if there are no cultivation resources, even if he has the brain-devouring inheritance, his cultivation speed will be affected.

"Well, a reward notice."

Just as Ye Chenfeng walked aimlessly to the center of the city, he unexpectedly found that many people gathered around a scarlet courtyard wall and were discussing something.

Taking a closer look, he saw a yellow notice on the wall.

"The City Lord Baidi offered a reward of 100,000 taels to find a genius doctor to treat his seriously ill father Bai Xishan."

Seeing the content of the reward on the notice, Ye Chenfeng's eyes suddenly lit up. He was worried that he couldn't make money, and the opportunity came.

"If I can earn these 100,000 taels of silver, I can change my current predicament. It doesn't matter if I sell the golden needle talisman or not." Ye Chenfeng murmured to himself, and decided to go back and study the medicine in the inheritance of medicine. That set of Tianxuan needles, which can wash the meridians and cut the pulses and heal all diseases, will go to the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow morning to treat illnesses and wounds.

At night, the stars are dotted, and the world is quiet.

"Tianxuan Needle!"

Ye Chenfeng squeezed twelve silver needles as thin as ox hair with his fingers, and controlled a wisp of soul power to inject into the silver needles. With a special technique, his fingers waved gently, or stabbed or picked, and shot deep and shallow. Twelve needles were inserted into the acupoints of his arms one after another.

Suddenly, a large amount of white smoke came out of Ye Chenfeng's arm, and the power of cold and heat instantly spread throughout his entire arm, making him feel numb.

Then, Ye Chenfeng pinched more than ten silver needles again, and stuck them on his arm again according to the Tianxuan needle movement technique.

However, this time, two silver needles were misaligned, causing his arm to be stabbed, and strands of blood flowed down his arm.

"It seems that I haven't mastered the essence of Tianxuan needle manipulation." Ye Chenfeng pulled out the silver needle stuck on his arm, closed his eyes and summed up his experience, and continued to practice needle manipulation.

After practicing for a night, Ye Chenfeng, who has a monstrous savvy, basically mastered the essence of Tianxuan needle operation, and the accuracy of needle extraction has reached more than 90%.

What he lacked at the moment was experience.

Early in the morning, Ye Chenfeng put on the human skin mask again, carried the small medicine box he had just bought yesterday, stepped on the morning sun, and went to the City Lord's Mansion.

"A lot of doctors."

When Ye Chenfeng came to the outside of the city lord's mansion, he found that the usually closed door of the mansion was open, and more than a dozen white-haired doctors gathered in the front yard of the city lord's mansion to discuss something.

But judging from their furrowed brows, it was obvious that they had nothing to do with Bai Xishan's condition.

Taking their expressions into his eyes, Ye Chenfeng's confidence was not affected at all. He stepped on the bluestone stairs and walked towards the city lord's mansion.

"This is the city lord's mansion, and the idle people can't wait to enter?" When Ye Chenfeng walked outside the mansion gate, an old man wearing a dark blue robe with gray hair and wrinkled eyes came out of the mansion and stopped him. Arrogantly warned.

"I saw the notice and came to treat Mr. Bai." Ye Chenfeng said with a hoarse voice.

"You come to heal..."

Hearing Ye Chenfeng's purpose, Butler Bai was stunned for a moment, looking at him vigilantly, his eyes full of doubts.

Although Ye Chenfeng wore a human skin mask on his face, it was difficult to hide his immature breath, and the clothes on his body were too cheap, making Butler Bai suspect whether he was a liar.

"Where's the country bumpkin, go as far as you can, or I'll break your dog's legs."

When Butler Bai was examining Ye Chenfeng, a tall, handsome man in gorgeous clothes walked out of the mansion and looked at Ye Chenfeng who was wearing cheap clothes and carrying a small medicine box with disgust, and insulted him with a bad attitude. road.

"Lian Sanjun, why is he here?"

Ye Chenfeng recognized at a glance that the man in the robe was his classmate at Baidi College, the second young master of the Lian family, a wealthy family in Baidi City, Lian Sanjun.

"I can go, but I hope you don't regret it, because I'm the only one who can save Mr. Bai."

Ye Chenfeng looked at Lian Sanjun, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice.

"Wait, sir."

Just when Ye Chenfeng was about to turn around and leave, a tall, elegant and stunning woman suddenly chased after him from the mansion and stopped him.