After rebirth, I became a role model for thousands of people

There are a total of 110 three pieces of privilege orders distributed by the Yanhuang Pavilion, and the levels are divided according to the color.Among them, there are two black pieces, ten blue pieces, and one hundred and one red pieces.

The privilege of the Black Privilege Order is so great that even if the holder wants to take over the Yanhuang Pavilion, there is no problem if the pavilion owner agrees.

But now there are only two black privilege orders, one is in the hands of the emperor of the Cangxuan Dynasty, and the other is in the hands of Master Wu Nian.

This kind of thing cannot be faked at all, each piece of privilege order is unique, and only the people in the Yanhuang Pavilion can tell the real from the fake.

Song Chengze's eyes are very good, the privilege order is true.

Qin Changyuan slept for 500 years and didn't understand the rules of the Yanhuang Pavilion. He only thought that the privilege orders were all the same, and he didn't understand the other meanings in Song Chengze's eyes. He only thought he was surprised.

Song Chengze adjusted his expression, coughed lightly, without revealing any flaws, and said with a smile: "It seems that the two guests are interested in the auction?"

Qin Changyuan said: "Yes, I don't know if there are still pass orders for sale in the Guige, or they can be exchanged for us with spirit stones."

Song Chengze fanned himself with a fan, and looked at Xiao Yi from the corner of his eye.

Xiao Yi was not interested in their conversation, and had already paced aside, looking at the landscape painting hanging on the wall.

Song Chengze no longer counted on Xiao Yi, he had to face the storm alone, and face this big man with black privilege order alone!

Song Chengze took the paper fan away, tapped it twice on the palm of his hand, hesitated a little, as if he had made a big concession: "Well, the original rule of our Yanhuang Pavilion is that you can buy enough five thousand spirit stones from us. Send you a pass, but as of yesterday, the pass has been distributed."

The guy who heard this showed a proud expression. Look, that's what the pavilion master said, and he didn't convey the meaning wrongly.

But the next sentence of their pavilion master made him stand on the spot in a daze.

Song Chengze said: "However, there are no good things in the areas open to the public on the first to third floors. There is a good thing on the fourth floor. If you are interested in buying it, we will give you two passes as a thank you. you."

Qin Changyuan raised his eyebrows, and was about to ask what it was, and why they bought it as if they had done a great merit.

Song Chengze covered his face with a fan, and smiled softly: "But ordinary people may not be interested in buying that thing. If you just take it away for the pass order, it's quite cost-effective."

Qin Changyuan understood it, knowing that the pavilion master opened the back door for him after seeing the privilege order.Sure enough, the privilege order is easy to use.

He smiled: "Okay, then please show me, Pavilion Master."

Anyway, he has plenty of spirit stones, so as long as he gets a pass, it will be a worthwhile trip.

He turned around and called Xiao Yi who had completely chosen him out: "Xiao Yi, let's go, go to the fourth floor."

Xiao Yi followed, and the two walked side by side behind Song Chengze. He lowered his voice and asked, "How is it?"

Qin Changyuan smiled secretly, and gave him a "everything is going well" gesture.

Xiao Yi withdrew his gaze, the corners of his mouth curled up in a small arc, and he didn't say anything.

The hierarchical system of Yanhuang Pavilion is strict, and the first to third floors are filled with more common objects, or things that are difficult to buy in ordinary shops, including rare medicinal herbs, cultivation cheats, and things that ordinary people have never imagined. .

The higher the number of layers, the more expensive the price, and the higher the identity of the buyer is required.

If it is an ordinary wealthy family, if you want to enter the third floor for a walk, you need to make a reservation at least three days in advance.

On the fourth floor, money alone is definitely not enough.

But now, under the leadership of Song Chengze, Qin Changyuan and Xiao Yi easily entered this place that many people have never been able to enter in their entire lives.

The decoration on the fourth floor is very simple, the light is not bright, but it will never make people feel dim, it is a very comfortable brightness, the room is burning with incense, Qin Changyuan is not used to the smell, as soon as he went upstairs and smelled the fragrance, Sneezed several times in succession.

Xiao Yi supported him, and said to Song Chengze with a calm expression, "Put out the incense."

Song Chengze was about to give orders, when Qin Changyuan waved his hands when he heard the voice, and said repeatedly: "No, what's the trouble, I'll be fine later."

Song Chengze agreed, but he still asked the waiter to open the window. Afterwards, he told the two of them to go around casually, and he went to pick up the thing himself.

Looking at Song Chengze's back, Qin Changyuan was even more curious: "What exactly is it?"

Xiao Yi didn't know either, he took the lead and said, "We'll know when he comes back later, let's take a look at these things first—the fourth floor of Yanhuang Pavilion, you can't just get in if you want."

Qin Changyuan naturally knew that this opportunity was precious. He couldn't wait to walk to the display cabinet, but his eyes froze the moment he saw the nameplate of the item.

——"Never mind old things"

There are all the odds and ends that Daoist Wu Nian used back then, most of them are small objects such as pens, inks and jade pendants. They are so dazzling, they have everything that one could expect, even more complete than what Qin Changyuan had in his own cave back then.

Rather than saying that these things are waiting for sale on the fourth floor, it is more appropriate to say that it is an exhibition of no-mind old things.

No one dared to buy it.

Qin Changyuan's voice trembled: "This... what is this?"

Xiao Yi obviously saw it too. He took a step forward, played with a calfskin finger wrench, and said softly: "Master Wu Nian is a master of swordsmanship in the five realms, and he is also a god-like existence in our hearts. These things have survived. , it is not an exaggeration to believe in the proof of the gods."

Qin Changyuan had goosebumps all over the ground, and he didn't hear the profound meaning in Xiao Yi's words at all. His toes were about to scratch the soles of his shoes, and he frowned: "Xiao Yi, let's stop wandering around this place. I heard that there are people on the fourth floor. A peerless secret."

Daoist Wu Nian has been dead for 500 years, and the world has long deified him, and preached him so perfect, just because they need such a perfect "god" to resist their pressure and become their belief.

In today's troubled times, monsters are raging, and the five realms need a beautiful and powerful legend to inspire people.

Wu Nian Daoist happened to be the right one.

And these private things, whether they are genuine or not, as long as they bear the title of "Wu Nian Daoist", they can definitely sell for a good price.

Qin Changyuan took a quick look and found that at least [-]% of those things were fake.

He didn't use those things.

But... Xiao Yi is quite discerning. The finger wrench he was playing with happened to be the one he wore when he was practicing archery after he made a cloud-piercing bow.

Because he sewed it himself, he was more impressed.

Xiao Yi put down his fingers and said "Hmm", and then the two of them walked around the other places on the fourth floor, and found that the things placed there were basically very old-fashioned things.

Qin Changyuan even recognized one of them, which was the huge bronze bell hanging at the four corners of the large square in front of the main hall when the Qingmen had not yet fallen.

Qin Changyuan has seen it in the history books, when the holy war broke out and the demon clan invaded, the first thing they did was to rob them. They took away three of the four giant clocks, and two of them were lost during the holy war. This one in the Imperial Pavilion is one of the three.

Now Qingmen has fallen into the torrent of history, the grand square in the past has become dilapidated and dilapidated, and there is only one giant clock left, which is also covered with copper rust.

Qin Changyuan let out a soft sigh.

Song Chengze came out holding a piece of cloth at this moment, and he smiled at the two of them: "I kept you two distinguished guests waiting for a long time."

Qin Changyuan's curiosity was already jumping a long way, he leaned in front of Song Chengze in an instant, tilted his head to look at him: "What is it?"

Song Chengze's eyes almost narrowed into a line with laughter: "The inner garment worn by Master Wu Nian back then, eight thousand spirit stones."

Qin Changyuan returned to his room with a straight face.

In the end he bought the inner coat, whether he had worn it himself or not, he had long forgotten.

He bought the underwear and threw it to Xiao Yi casually, but in the end he still got two warrants, which was not a loss.

Qin Changyuan was in a terrible mood today, so he went to bed early.

Therefore, he did not know that Song Chengze, the owner of the Yanhuang Pavilion, visited the next room in person.

Song Chengze's face was serious, and the folding fan was also ignored by him. He raised his head and looked at Xiao Yi: "Xiao Yunjin, let me ask you, do you know who this Qin Changyuan is?"

Although Song Chengze didn't have much regularity, he was very reliable in major matters. Seeing Song Chengze's face like this, Xiao Yi also darkened: "Why?"

"Do you know how many levels the privilege order of our Yanhuang Pavilion is divided into?"

Xiao Yi looked at him.

"Black, cyan, red, right?" Song Chengze drew three circles on the table with his fingers, "There are only two pieces of black, and you know where they go."

Xiao Yi vaguely guessed what Song Chengze meant when he said these words, and his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Qin Changyuan, does he have a special order?"

Song Chengze sneered: "Of course there is, and it's still black. You really don't know who he is at all?"

Xiao Yi rubbed his eyebrows: "Impossible."

First of all, the royal family is excluded. People in the royal family are infected with dragon aura. In order to avoid resisting the will of heaven, no one in the royal family can practice.Moreover, it is impossible for the king of the Cangxuan Dynasty to be so stupid as to hand over his hole cards to others at will, so this road will be blocked.

But...the soul-calling array has not responded for so many years.

How could Qin Changyuan be the real Wu Nian?

Seeing Xiao Yi like this, Song Chengze sighed and said, "That's right, how could Daoist Wu Nian be like this? Maybe it's where the privilege order of Daoist Wu Nian was lost. It's lucky for this kid to pick it up."

"Xiao Yunjin, do you think so?"

Seeing that Xiao Yi didn't answer himself for a long time, Song Chengze pushed him, and Xiao Yi came back to his senses suddenly: "I will investigate this matter clearly."

It is very simple to find out this matter, just wait until the day when his poisonous poison occurs.

The only thing Xiao Yi can be sure of now is that Wu Nian is back.

He wants to gamble a lot, bet whether Wu Nian is a nostalgic person.

We also have to see whether it is Qin Changyuan or who will be standing in front of him at that time.

The author has something to say: Song Chengze: Qin Changyuan, I thought you were just a cutie, really.