"Many items in the original Buddhist temple changed naturally. During the demolition, an underground treasure house was found underground in the Buddhist temple that specializes in collecting ancient paintings. It was full of ancient paintings, and there were countless." Qian Yun said with a smile.

"The Buddhist temple did not sell ancient paintings?" Ning Caichen asked in surprise.

"No, mainly because those ancient paintings are very special. Even if they are sold, no one wants them. After all, they are not works by famous artists, nor are they vivid calligraphy and paintings. They have no historical research value, nor collection value. After all, the records of ancient paintings are all Buddhist scriptures. The identification results are left by the past Taoist monks who doodle randomly." Qian Yun said with a smile.

"Did we use it in the past? Are they willing to sell it?" Ning Caichen asked in confusion.

"There have been fewer and fewer believers in the Buddhist temple recently. After all, everyone knows that the Buddha was born in the deification of the ancestors of foreigners, not their own ancestors. The deified figures in Taoism are their own ancestors, so fewer and fewer people believe in Buddhism. The Buddhist temple is difficult to operate, so I told my uncle that I want to sell those ancient paintings." Qian Yun said with a smile.

If it is a treasure of the Xuanmen, it is either for the Yue family or for the Ning family to sell. After all, everyone wants to find the richest one to afford a big price.

But in the world of ordinary people, most money is the richest man in Nanzhou Province. If you have treasures, you will naturally find more money.

When he arrived at the Buddhist holy land in the suburbs, Qian Yun and the monk explained their origins clearly. They knew that they were the representative of Qian Duo. They enthusiastically brought Ning Caichen and the others to the abbot's meditation room, and the abbot personally received them.

"Please sit down, two donors." Zhike took him to the Zen room and said politely.

"Thank you." Ning Caichen and Qian Yun sat down.

Soon Zhike brought the abbot in.

The abbot is an old monk in his sixties. He has a scar on his head and a snow-white beard, which looks a bit like a master of justice.

The abbot walked in with a kind smile on his face!

"Amitabha! Good, good, the two donors have a full seal hall, and they are definitely rich and noble people." The abbot gave him a high hat as soon as he opened his mouth.

Ning Caichen and Qian Yun's favorability for the abbot was reduced a little.

"Hello, Master! I don't beat around the bush, I'm just talking nonsense. We're here this time to buy ancient paintings." Qian Yun said seriously.

"The ancient painting is next door, please follow me." The abbot's eyes lit up and he said happily.

When I came to the next room, I saw boxes. The boxes looked old and filled with a faint white treasure, which meant that even the boxes were antiques.

"Huh!" Ning Caichen felt the fairy spirit.

I originally wanted to buy ancient paintings to do business, so that the gourd could absorb some treasure energy, but I didn’t expect that there was really a fairy energy, which means that there were immortal weapons in this pile of ancient paintings.

The inner space was beating violently, and Ning Caichen was overjoyed. When he encountered the map of Wanli, the inner space did not be beating so violently, which shows that the immortal weapon was extraordinary.

"Mr. Qian has hired experts to evaluate these ancient paintings. I wonder if you still want to watch them?" the abbot said with a smile.

"You are asking for 100 million yuan, which is indeed too expensive. After all, it does not belong to cultural relics, but only to Buddhist scriptures, and has no historical value for research. It only belongs to ancient monks who leave a note of random graffiti." Qian Yun said seriously.

"So many ancient paintings, 50 million are enough, right?" the abbot said hurriedly.

"I don't mean nonsense. I'll give you 10 million, and it's all right if I don't sell it." Qian Yun said seriously.
Chapter completed!