Chapter 963

Wang Xu goes back to his room and turns on the TV.

He and old Tom got on the boat midway. After a day, they are only a few hundred miles away from the West Island. They will arrive at the West Island before tomorrow morning.

Lu Shaofeng, Pang Fengyue, Chen Xuanfeng and others are just a small episode for him. They are passers-by on the journey.

Wang Xu is more concerned about, to the West Island, how to find the whereabouts of the white angel and other demigods. On the West Island, he has no foundation or influence.

However, this problem is not very important for him. It's a big deal that he can always find it by searching every corner of the West Island.

It's a little more violent. Just find a local local snake, beat him first, and then ask him to help arrange the search.

At his point, there are many ways as long as he dares to think.

At this time.

The hostess, who is broadcasting the news on TV, suddenly interrupted a message with a smile:

"The latest news from the front-line reporters suddenly appeared two months ago. In the mysterious mountains named Kunlun by experts, the traces of human activities were photographed by UAVs. However, only in a moment, the UAV was knocked down by the other side with a strange means, and only in time to return the last and only picture..."

Next second.

On the TV screen, there is a blurred picture of a young man wearing a long blue dress with long hair and a sword on his back, but he can't see his face clearly.

It is worth noting that the other side is riding under the mount.

It's a huge white crane flying in the air!

"Well? White fairy crane? Is Kunlun already alive? Like the solar world, it was nearly half a year earlier than the previous life. What's the matter? "

Wang Xu frowned slightly, his eyes flashed, suddenly shook his head and murmured:

"No, maybe it was the same time in my previous life, but I was already in the solar world at that time. When I came back, the time was blurred..."

Wang Xu brow just loosen, immediately seem to feel what, and slightly a wrinkle, raise a hand at will a wave.

Suddenly, the originally closed door opened out of thin air.

Outside, two figures stood.

It was old Tom and Chen Xuanfeng.

Chen Xuanfeng stood there respectfully, clasped his fist and bowed slightly

"Mr. Wang, I'd like to ask you to forgive me if Chen has something to venture to visit."

"Oh? What's the matter? "

Wang Xu's eyes still fell on the TV, but he did not look back

"If it's something that offended me before, don't worry. I always keep my word. Since I didn't trouble you on the spot, I won't go back afterwards. "

"Mr. Wang, you are joking. How can I question your words? As a young master, no one dares to speculate about you in such a big China. " Chen Xuanfeng bowed his head and said with a bitter smile.

The famous Fengshui master of the West Island was standing at the door. Without Wang Xu, he did not dare to take the initiative to step forward.

He respectfully continued: "although Chen has come here to apologize to you again, it is true that there is something wrong."

"It's a coincidence that you're here. At noon tomorrow, there will be a" treasure auction "at the West Island Jiade auction house. It's said that some of the treasures at the end of the auction are immortal artifacts flowing from the newly emerging Kunlun Mountains and some special top-quality materials. Are you interested, young master?"

"Fairy ware?"

Wang Xu frowned slightly.

It's a bit too loud.

But he finally looked back from the TV and waved for them to come in and sit down. His physical body, which is now remodeled, is not only completely restored, but also further improved. But the broken sword has been destroyed, but there is no weapon in hand. This auction house can go and have a look.

As for the immortal tools, Wang Xu thought that they were only top-grade magic tools at most, even the most prefectural level spirit tools were impossible. But if it's good, it can also be used to melt, extract the essence, and reluctantly refine a weapon as a transition.

However, Chen Xuanfeng didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing Wang Xu frowning, he thought that Wang Xu didn't know much about the immortal utensils, so he explained it politely.

"It's true that this artifact is more powerful than the artifact circulated in our secular world and magic world before, and each of them has extremely mysterious magical functions." Chen Xuanfeng said respectfully and excitedly.

"According to my friend, one of them can automatically generate a flame sword. It's very powerful and can easily melt steel. It seems that it's the same as the three true fire swords in the legend."

"There are also some strange materials, such as the bones left by some giant animals. According to the identification of the instrument, they are tens of thousands of years old and contain special energy. All the animals close to them will be scared and their legs will be soft and tremble. Some people speculate that they may be the real dragon bones in the mythical age."

"There is also a kind of dark material, which is extremely hard. It can't be cut by laser, and the flame of tens of thousands of degrees can't melt..."

Chen Xuanfeng said more and more excitedly. When he got to the back, he took out some photos and put them in front of Wang Xu. There was a mess of everything on them.

"Mr. Wang, these are all the pieces that my friend disclosed to me in private. Although there is no introduction, you can have a look and see if there are any that you like. At that time, Mr. Chen can take a picture for you to make amends for you. " Chen Xuanfeng said with a smile.

"You're welcome."

Wang Xu nodded, noncommittal, random glance swept past.

Originally, he didn't care too much. After all, for extraordinary objects, the general photos can't see anything. Only when you see them with your own eyes and feel them with your own mind can you make a specific judgment.

However, when he glanced at a picture at random, he gave a sudden and uncontrollable shout in his heart

"Casting stone?"

In this photo, it's a gray stone. There is a small tree on the stone with a bright red fruit hanging on the top of the tree.

What attracted Wang Xu's attention was not the fruit, but the gray stone under it.

From the background of the photo, the stone seems to be the size of a human head, and it looks extremely inconspicuous.

There's a little Arabic number in the corner, 26. This means that the shooting object in the photo is the ordinary shooting object in the front row.

And now.

Chen Xuanfeng didn't notice the change of Wang Xu's eyes. He lowered his head and quickly took this picture aside. He solemnly took out three pictures and put them in front of Wang Xu, labeled 1, 2 and 3 respectively.

"Mr. Wang, these are the final products of the auction, two immortal utensils and one elixir..." Chen Xuanfeng smiles and introduces the inside information he knows to Wang Xu.

However, Wang Xu has no mood to listen.

Casting stone.

The foundation of spirit weapon!