Chapter 454

Li Xiaofan is about to return to the quadrangle to continue his practice. Gu Yuan calls.

"Ancient, you have something to find me?" Li Xiaofan's attitude towards ancient has always been respectful.

"Xiao Fan, do you remember what I said before about the antique exchange meeting? Are you interested in participating?" Gu Yuan said here and added, "it's not underground. This exchange meeting is held in the circle."

Li Xiaofan smiled and replied, "of course, no problem. I also want to participate in similar activities."

"At six o'clock this evening, Beijing Hotel, call me when you arrive, and I'll pick you up." Gu Yuan said.

Li Xiaofan promised to come down, looked at the time and said that he didn't go back to practice, but turned around and went straight to pan Jiayuan.

Absorbing aura from antiques is another kind of cultivation.

Li Xiaofan soon came here. After the last blow, the place was really clean. He came here for several times and didn't find him.

He swam around in front of each booth, screened out the real antiques, drew aura from them and stored them in his body.

Li Xiaofan soon came to a remote corner. The stall owner was not old. He looked about 15 years old. The things on the stall were also very simple. There was only a black container with a red flame flashing inside.

Others may not care, but Li Xiaofan suddenly noticed that it was unusual, because the flame kept burning and there was no fuel at all.

"Little brother, what are you selling?" one of the old men asked.

"Divine fire." the young stall owner is not good at words. He only said two words and no longer explained. It forms a sharp contrast with the other stall owners who keep on selling themselves.

Divine fire?

The old man repeated it in his heart and said, "what do you say about this divine fire? I don't look like an antique."

"Yes, it's not an antique, but I found it by chance. It's been three years, but the flame is still burning." the stall owner replied.

"What fuel is in here?" the old man asked.

"I didn't put anything. It was like this when I found it." the stall owner explained.

The old man shook his head and said, "you young man, I was going to buy your things, but I didn't expect you to lie. How can it burn without fuel?"

Some people gathered around, all with the mentality of watching the excitement. They also passed the booth just now, but they didn't ask. Now they see someone talking and have the right to join in the excitement.

"This..." the young stall owner obviously couldn't explain. His face turned red. He still said, "I can swear that I didn't lie to you. When I found it, it was really like this. If my father wasn't ill, I wouldn't sell it. If I put this thing on my body, I'm not afraid of cold in winter."

It's just a stove.

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Boy, are you from a remote area?" one of them asked.

"Yes, how do you know?" the boy was surprised.

"Of course, there is heating in the city now. Who carries such a thing?" the man said with a smile.

The boy blushed and said nothing.

The old man who first asked opened his mouth and said, "I don't think anyone asked you for a long time. Just take it as a good thing. I'll buy it if you say how much it is."

"200000!" the young stall owner replied.

"How much did you say?" the old man was about to open his wallet. When he heard the boy's words, he was stunned.

After a few seconds of silence, the young stall owner summoned up his courage and repeated, "200000."

"Hey, I said you young man, I wanted to buy it because of your pity. You're good. You're asking too much. Do you think it's easy to cheat City People's money?" the old man was unhappy.

"No, sir, my father is ill and needs 200000 medical expenses, so... I can only sell it at this price." the boy lowered his head and said.

The old man finally gave the boy a chance and said, "I'll give you two thousand yuan. Will you sell it or not?"

"Don't sell." the boy still lowered his head, but his tone was full of determination.

"Don't sell it." the old man turned and left.

The others shook their heads. Although they didn't speak, they could see from their attitude that they didn't believe the boy at all.

The boy's eyes were full of despair, but he squatted down and didn't intend to leave.

Li Xiaofan stepped forward and asked, "little brother, do you really want to sell 200000?"

"Well, but I'm definitely not a liar. My father is ill and really needs 200000. I'm also forced to be helpless. I also know the price of this thing is far from worth so much, but this is my only hope." the teenager said here with a trace of tears.

"Whoever says it's not worth 200000, I think it's worth it," Li Xiaofan said.

The boy looked up and said, "do you really think so?"

"Of course," Li Xiaofan said with a smile.

"Don't gossip here. You're doing harm."

"Yes, why do you give him hope? This thing can't sell for so much money."

Those onlookers couldn't see it anymore and crusaded against Li Xiaofan one after another.

Li Xiaofan smiled and said, "I'm more serious. You say it's not worth so much money. I'll spend so much money to buy it! Little brother, 200000, I'll buy it. Give me your bank card number and I'll transfer it now."

"Really?" the boy stood up.

Li Xiaofan nodded, asked for the bank card number, transferred the money on the spot, and received it soon.

"Thank you very much. You are a good man. I will definitely repay you in the future." the young man said excitedly.

"Don't thank me. You deserve it. I just want to ask you where you found it?" Li Xiaofan asked.

"I found it in the Saha desert. My hometown is over there." the boy answered truthfully.

Li Xiaofan silently remembered it in his heart, took the container in his hand, and a aura poured into his body.

Others regard him as a fool. Of course, he doesn't think so. The material of this container is infinitely close to a magic weapon. It is definitely a treasure, worth 200000 flowers.

He bought this thing, of course, not because of the container, but because of the flame inside.

Li Xiaofan holds it tightly in his hand and can feel the temperature coming from it. He contacts it tightly with his skin. The temperature is not raised, but he can understand the real temperature by scanning with divine knowledge. It is at least a thousand degrees or more.

The temperature is terrible.

Others thought that the container contained those high-tech material combustion agents, but he knew better than anyone that there was nothing in it. It was completely burned by a fire.

If it really burned for three years, it would be terrible. It's absolutely not too much to describe it with divine fire!