After dinner, Feng Yaozu asked Pei Xiaofeng and the others to go to Nanjing with him.
Pei Xiaofeng said a little embarrassed: "Director Feng, we still have so many sabers with us.
It may be a little inconvenient to fly."
"What's the inconvenience?
No one cared about you carrying the machine gun on the plane."
Lei Xiaotian said looking at Pei Xiaofeng who was pretending not to go to Nanjing.
What else did Pei Xiaofeng want to say?
Feng Yaozu said: "Xiaofeng, this matter is very important.
My master wants to see your master.
Now we must rush to Nanjing.
As for your sabers, I will find someone to sell them to you when we get to Nanjing."
The director of the 18th Division of the National Security Bureau personally sold these sabers.
Of course, Pei Xiaofeng believed that he could sell them for a good price.
It seemed that he couldn't refuse this matter.
He didn't know if his master was willing to meet them.
It seemed that he had to find an opportunity.
Give the old guy a call.
After finding a parking lot to store their car, Pei Xiaofeng and the others successfully boarded the passenger plane to Nanjing.
As expected, the boarding was very smooth.
Lei Xiaotian took them to board the plane through the passage used by the airport employees, without any need at all.
Conduct pre-boarding checks.
When we got off the plane in Nanjing, there were already staff from the Ministry of National Security waiting at the airport in their cars.
It didn't take long for Xiaofeng and the others to accompany them to the hotel where they were staying.
During this trip, Qiao Liangke's eyes were opened.
He was carrying his bag and looking around in surprise.
Finally, when he entered the hotel, he looked at the splendid hall and sighed: "Loss of money boss, it is better to be rich.
Let's go back this time no matter what."
How can we dig up the Ouyang family’s grave?”
Lei Xiaotian, who was walking next to him, turned back and glared at him and said, "Qiao Liang, it is illegal to dig graves.
If you don't want to go to jail, you'd better not do it."
Qiao Liang was a little afraid of Lei Xiaotian and Feng Yaozu.
Just the title of the Ministry of National Security could scare him, not to mention that the two people were at very high levels.
Feng Yaozu's master who stayed at the hotel had not yet arrived, so he made an appointment with several collectors from the Nanjing collecting community to see the saber.
Collectors in the antique world can say that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are talented people.
These few people came to chat for a while and then started to look at the goods.
When they saw these sabers, their eyes were straightened.
They did not expect that there were so many sabers that were thousands of years old. .
The last saber that was taken out was left by Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry.
The eighteen sabers were taken away by Pei Xiaofeng except for giving away.
This was the only one that was taken out for sale.
"I'll pay five million."
As soon as he saw the saber, a fat man in a suit made an offer.
Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face.
He glanced at the saber and said, "Old Ma, don't you want to pick up Yangluo?
This kind of saber costs at least eight million."
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Not only Qiao Liang was shocked when he heard eight million, but even Pei Xiaofeng opened his mouth in surprise.
He didn't expect that a saber was worth eight million.
He put on white gloves on his face and took a closer look at the saber.
He said, "I'm afraid this saber is the only one in the world.
Look at the words on it.
This is the one used by Cao Wushang's Yanyun Eighteenth Cavalry.
It's one thousand."
It’s so rare that it can be preserved so well after so many years.”
Feng Yaozu was acquainted with these people.
He watched these people look at the knife without saying anything.
After they finished the discussion, he looked at a very energetic old man with a slicked back hair and asked: "Mr.
Nangong, do you think how much this knife is worth?"
Mr.
Nangong's name is Nangong Xiang.
He is the largest collector of swords in China and an authority in this field.
He has only looked at it without doing anything.
After listening to Feng Yaozu's questions, he put on his gloves and picked it up to take a look.
"At least 10 million."
Nangong Xiang was very calm, his speaking posture was very elegant, and he looked completely confident.
"Mr.
Nangong, didn't you deliberately increase the price just to get this knife?"
Guo Zi said with dissatisfaction.
Nangong Xiang shook his head and said: "You only know one but not the other.
Director Feng knows best.
If I buy it for ten million, I will get an advantage."
Buying it for 10 million yuan was a bargain.
No one believed what Nangong Xiang said.
They all thought that he paid such a high price because he was flattering Feng Yaozu.
Seeing the disbelief on their faces, Nangong Xiang continued: "This knife is not just a matter of inheritance.
The evil spirit on the knife is incomparable to ordinary knives.
Keeping this knife at home is a treasure.
No evil thing can get close to it.
If a master is willing to consecrate this knife, it can become a magic weapon immediately. " When Feng Yaozu saw that Nangong Xiang was telling the truth, he looked at Pei Xiaofeng and said, "Xiaofeng, it depends on your opinion on how to sell it."
Nangong Xiang knew knives, and he told the truth.
Pei Xiaofeng had a good impression of him.
He smiled and said, "Mr.
Nangong is a cheerful person, so I am not stingy.
This knife worth 10 million yuan is yours.
If Mr.
Nangong needs help, When I have time, I can find someone to help you turn it into a magic weapon."
Pei Xiaofeng has recently learned the formation and knows what the so-called magic weapon is.
He is now fully capable of turning something into a magic weapon.
"Oh, Mr.
Pei knows a master who can make magic weapons.
Thank you very much.
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I like to make friends.
If you need anything in the future, just call me."
Several other people regretted not taking action.
It would be inappropriate to raise the price now.
This is not an auction.
Seeing their disappointed looks, Pei Xiaofeng said: "Although these other sabers are broken, I can guarantee that these are from a thousand years ago, and they are also very evil.
Any one placed at home is a treasure."
Although the remaining sabers cannot be traced back to their heritage, the fact that they are powerful enough to become a treasure for the town is enough, and several other people can also analyze from the style of the sabers that these may be used by Cao Wushang's cavalry.
A few hours later, Qiao Liang's bag was empty.
He had an extra bank card in his hand.
The amount on it was 8 million.
The 10 million Nangong Xiang gave him was withheld by Pei Xiaofeng.
He wanted to wait until he returned to collect these.
The money is given to others.
Qiao Liang did not complain for the first time this time.
Pei Xiaofeng asked a little strangely: "Qiu Liang, why are you willing to share the money with everyone?"
Qiao Liang blinked and said: "Of course I will comply with the arrangement of the boss to pay for the money, but if you have this money, why don't you compete with me for other things?"
"Is there anything else?"
Pei Xiaofeng asked strangely.
"That's right, it's the remaining saber."
Only then did Pei Xiaofeng remember that Ji Yu's family still had eight sabers belonging to the Eighteenth Cavalry of Yanyun and more than 30 severely damaged sabers.
Pei Xiaofeng didn't let him buy the eight sabers.
They were going to be used to practice formations.
He promised that these sabers belonged to Qiao Liang and he would only use them.
"You mean those eight sabers?"
Pei Xiaofeng asked.
Qiao Liang nodded hurriedly and said: "That's right, boss, you can't cheat me, and you can't not return those sabers just because they are valuable.
You promised that the sabers belong to me, you are just borrowing them."
Pei Xiaofeng laughed and said, "You are really good at calculating.
Don't worry, I will keep my word.
I will pay you back when I don't need it anymore."
After dark, Qiao Liang locked himself in the room and had sweet dreams, wondering what he would do with money.
Pei Xiaofeng, Feng Yaozu and Lei Xiaotian sat in the room chatting, while Ji Tianlai played with the baby.
After chatting for a while, Pei Xiaofeng said he wanted to go back to the house and change clothes.
Master Feng Yaozu's plane arrived at eight o'clock, and they went to the airport to pick it up an hour later.
When he returned to the house, Pei Xiaofeng hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed the old guy's number.
This time it was good, and the old guy answered.
"Hey, old guy, Feng Yaozu's master is coming to Nanjing to see you.
Do you want to see him?"
When asked about Feng Yaozu's master's name, Pei Xiaofeng also forgot to ask.
The old guy hesitated for a few seconds and said: "I am not suitable to meet people from the Yin and Yang Sect now.
Don't mention my situation to them.
I will tell you the specific reason later. " After Pei Xiaofeng returned, the old guy hung up the phone again and shouted hurriedly: "No, don't hang up yet.
Can you tell me about the Yin Yang Gate?"
The old guy laughed and said, "Xiaofeng, why are you interested in the Yin-Yang Gate?
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Let's do this.
After you see the person, call me back and tell me who he is before making a decision."
After the old guy finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Pei Xiaofeng put the phone in his pocket and muttered: "Hook up my phone again without waiting for me to finish."
The plane arrived on time at eight o'clock.
Feng Yaozu's master stepped off the plane accompanied by a middle-aged man.
Feng Yaozu and Lei Xiaotian greeted him happily.
Pei Xiaofeng didn't know him, so he, Qiao Liang and Ji Tianlai stood by and watched with smiles on their faces.
Feng Yaozu chatted with his master for a few words, then brought his master and the middle-aged man to Pei Xiaofeng and introduced Pei Xiaofeng to his master.
The middle-aged man was Feng Yaozu's second senior brother, named Zhu Qianshan.
He and his family had been by his master's side for many years.
Feng Yaozu's master looked at Pei Xiaofeng and said, "Well, his cultivation is good.
He is indeed from our Yin Yang Sect.
Young man, who is your master?
I, the old man, came all the way just to hear what you said."
Pei Xiaofeng still said he didn't know what to call it.
Feng Yaozu's master sighed and said, "Young man, you can say that I, Xiao Yue, am the only descendant of the Yin and Yang Sect.
Is there anything else you can't tell me?"
Pei Xiaofeng was stunned when he heard the name.
He seemed to have heard it before.
After thinking about it, he remembered that the old guy told him that he had two senior brothers, one named Kui Dayun and the other Xiao Yue.
"Your name is Xiao Yue?"
Pei Xiaofeng asked strangely with his eyes widened.
Looking at Pei Xiaofeng's strange expression, Xiao Yuele nodded and said, "It's true."
"Do you have a senior brother named Kui Dayun?"
Xiao Yue was stunned as soon as Pei Xiaofeng's words came out.
His senior brother had been trapped in Guigu for ninety years.
No one knew whether he was dead or alive.
This name was rarely mentioned.
"How do you know?"
Xiao Yue asked unexpectedly.
Pei Xiaofeng was happy now.
He understood what was going on.
He stepped forward and took Xiao Yue's arm and asked in a low voice: "Second senior brother, where is the senior brother?"
Xiao Yue didn't react to what Pei Xiaofeng said, and asked in surprise: "Why did you call me Second Senior Brother?"
"That's what the old guy said.
He told me that he once had two apprentices, one named Kui Dayun and the other Xiao Yue."
Pei Xiaofeng's voice was still very low when he spoke, as if he was worried about others hearing him.
"He, his old man is still alive."
Xiao Yue suddenly became excited, and his voice trembled very much.
Xiao Yue came here this time because the person Feng Yaozu described was so similar to his master.
He suspected that the master had descendants, so he decided to come and see for himself.
Unexpectedly, what he heard was the news that the master was still alive
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