Treasure Appraisal: My eyes can identify all things

However, after listening to Chen Yishui talk for a long time, Jiang Cheng became even more confused.

He asked doubtfully: "Taoist Master, does Taiyi's matter have anything to do with this coffin? What did you just say that harmed the reputation of the sect?"

"Alas! Brother Jiang, have you seen those seven demon-suppressing nails?"

Jiang Cheng nodded.

"As mentioned before, the red color painted on the outside of the coffin is demon blood. These seven bronze lotus nails are also demon-suppressing nails. This game is also about killing the wolf, but..."

The more Jiang Cheng listened, the more confused he became. This was no different from before.

Somewhat anxiously: "It's just what..."

Chen Yishui gritted his teeth: "It's just that the one who killed the demon coffin created by the wolf's demon blood was my Taiyi's forbidden technique!"

"what?"

Jiang Cheng was shocked when he heard this.

"This coffin was set up by the Taoist priest?"

Chen Yishui's expression suddenly became extremely cold, and his slightly dark face seemed to be shining red due to anger.

He shouted sternly: "How could a poor man do such a dirty thing that harms his morality?"

Jiang Cheng was really shocked by Chen Yishui's state. He had never seen Chen Yishui so angry before.

After a long time, Chen Yishui took out a small black stone from his arms.

"Brother Jiang, do you still recognize this stone?"

With just one glance, Jiang Cheng recognized the black stone as the one he had given to Chen Yishui.

Not counting it as a gift, Chen Yishui transferred 138 million to him.

"This stone is called the Sixteen-Character Five-Ghost Stealing Talisman in my Taiyi Dao!"

Jiang Cheng was not too surprised by this statement. After all, Jiang Cheng had already deduced the function of this luck-stealing talisman.

Is there any connection between this luck-stealing talisman, this demon-transforming coffin, and the reputation of Taiyi?

Chen Yishui seemed to be stunned for a while by Jiang Cheng's calm reaction, and then smiled.

Jiang Cheng had just said that he knew the sixteen runes on the Luck Stealing Talisman, so it was normal not to be surprised.

A question arose in my mind: "Brother Jiang is also a member of my Taoist sect?"

"Taoist?" Jiang Cheng shook his head, "Taoist, do you think I look like you?"

"I don't know if Brother Jiang is a member of the Taoist sect, but you are definitely not a mortal!"

Jiang Cheng grinned: "Taoist Priest, I just think you are flattering me!"

"Hahaha……"

"Actually, I went down the mountain this time to track down a traitor in the Taiyi Sect!"

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes: "In other words, this luck-stealing talisman and this coffin were all created by the traitor? In order to prevent the Taiyi Sect's reputation from being damaged, you have been deliberately concealing the traitor's affairs?"

"Brother Jiang is indeed not a mortal, just a few clicks!"

Jiang Cheng smiled faintly and looked away, realizing that Chen Yishui was not telling lies!

He narrowed his eyes and said again: "Taoist Master, you are so eager to get this coffin, isn't it just because of that traitor?"

Chen Yishui nodded and raised the stone in his hand.

"Brother Jiang, do you know why I spent a lot of money to buy back this ordinary stone?"

Chen Yishui's question confused Jiang Cheng.

Weiruo asked: "Ordinary stone? Isn't the stone itself valuable?"

Chen Yishui blinked: "Brother Jiang doesn't think this stone is some precious stone, right? Let's be honest, this is just an ordinary obsidian. The real value of this stone is the demon blood!"

After Chen Yishui finished speaking, Jiang Cheng could no longer remain calm, and his heart was in turmoil.

What shocked Jiang Cheng was not the fact that Chen Yishui said it, but the fact that the value he saw with his own eyes was really the value of the demon blood.

No wonder the Ru kiln azure-glazed three-legged brush washer that I picked up was worth hundreds of thousands to my eyes, but my master Liu Ruiming identified it as a modern handicraft.

The same goes for the antiques Xu Qing sold to him.

In other words, the real value is the demon blood.

There is nothing wrong with my eyesight.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that Jiang Cheng doesn't quite understand, why would someone add demon blood to antiques for no reason?

Because unless you can see the value of demon blood like him, otherwise, even if you put these antiques with demon blood in your hands, you will not see its true value.

So what’s the point of making these handicrafts with demon blood?

Jiang Cheng asked curiously: "Taoist Master, is this demon blood you mentioned valuable? Could it be that it has other effects?"

"Brother Jiang should have heard what Fu Luyi said, right?"

Jiang Cheng nodded: "Wolf hair cinnabar and yellow paper!"

"Brother Jiang, in fact, the cinnabar was not used to make the talisman at the beginning, but demon blood!"

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment.

"You mean, cinnabar is just a substitute for demon blood?"

Chen Yishui smiled: "Correct answer!"

"Compared to cinnabar, demon blood is of vastly different value, and its effects are even more vastly different!"

"Let's put it this way! The same talisman drawn with demon blood is more than ten times more effective than one drawn with cinnabar!"

"It's just that demon blood is too precious and rare. It can only be encountered but cannot be sought. The least red robes in the world who can afford demon blood are upwards. One milliliter of demon blood has even been sold at an auction for a sky-high price of eight million!"

Jiang Cheng gasped: "Damn it! So expensive?"

Then Jiang Cheng's eyes instantly shifted to the scarlet coffin, as if he was looking at a golden mountain.

He murmured in his heart, no wonder Chen Yishui lied to him, telling stories and talking about the wolf demon, all for the sake of this demon blood!

But Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of a question: "That's not right! Taoist priest, although demon blood is expensive, can the dried demon blood be restored to liquid? It can't be used as paint for painting talismans, right? Is it like cinnabar? Yes, scrape it off and mix it with water?"

Chen Yishui smiled playfully and made a gesture of invitation: "Haha! Brother Jiang, you can give it a try. Use whatever you want to see if you can scrape it off!"

Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes, looking at Chen Yishui's confident look, a little distrustful.

Can't you scrape off even one demon blood?

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and glanced around, randomly picked up a sharp stone, walked to the coffin, squatted down, and scratched it hard.

"Ok?"

This stroke didn't matter, but Jiang Cheng found that wherever the stone passed, there was not even a trace of completion.

Jiang Cheng was so shocked!

Jiang Cheng frowned and scraped hard several times again, but it was still the same as before.

This made Jiang Cheng have a question mark on his head.

"Haha! Brother Jiang, don't try. Even if you bring a diamond, you won't be able to make a single trace!"

"What?" Jiang Cheng couldn't help but gasp!

Is this demon blood so evil?

So if you apply this stuff on your clothes, wouldn't it make you invulnerable?

Can it still block bullets?

Chen Yishui said: "Demon blood is not soluble in water, let alone any liquid. Solid demon blood, no object in this world can cause the slightest damage to it! Not even a sniper rifle!"

I rub!

What Chen Yishui said was exactly what he thought!

If I get a demon blood suit, wouldn't I be invincible?

Jiang Cheng asked in confusion: "That's not right! Then how did you use this demon blood to draw the talismans?"

Chen Yishui narrowed his eyes: "In this world, except for the smoke of ambergris, nothing can turn dried demon blood into something!"

"Ambergris?"

Good guy, a real luxury product, more than 8000 ambergris per gram, burned just to turn this demon into blood.

Jiang Cheng finally knows why one milliliter of demon blood can fetch a sky-high price of eight million!

The production cost is outrageous!