"Pangu Axe can divide the world, penetrate the Taixu, Gangxuanhuang, and the universe. Now I meet the Supreme Immortal, it is really fate and creation. I am honored to serve you."

Pangu Axe is an ancient divine weapon, and it is already spiritual. The small characters like self-introduction are like a layer of light and shadow, which are displayed in front of Long Junchen. Long Junchen was stunned. The lines of words on it slowly disappeared like wind and dust blown away by the wind, and then another line of words was added.

"Pangu is spiritual, and the spiritual vein coexistes with the master. The spiritual body can change its size based on the mind. Everything is for the master!" Long Junchen narrowed his eyes and heard this, it was wrong. It should have been petrified when he saw this line of small words. The spiritual vein coexisted with the master. What does this mean?!

He sensed his body with his mind, but Long Junchen found nothing, and the Pangu axe seemed to have disappeared.

He was unwilling to spend his magic power to sense again, and finally found an inconspicuous small axe in his dantian. Although the axe was small, it was exactly the same as the axe placed in front of Long Junchen. Long Junchen's mind moved, and the Pangu axe slowly shrank. The Pangu axe that was originally held in his hand was immediately shrunk to the size of a fist. Long Junchen looked at the Pangu axe in his palm strangely and showed a complicated smile.

Long Junchen's face was mixed with joy and sorrow. Although this Pangu axe sounded very powerful, its spiritual body entered the body without his consent. Although it was a divine weapon, Long Junchen always felt that he still needed the power he could master to be at ease. He was really worried about the power that could enter and exit his body at will.

However, what Long Junchen is most curious about now is the last wooden box. If Wang Shi did not fool him with nonsense, the last wooden box might be the dragon-patterned porcelain that Long Junchen was thinking about. This is the biggest secret about himself. Moreover, as early as the real dragon altar, Long Junchen's bloodline felt a power that made him boil, so he was very sure that there would be the answer he wanted.

Taking a deep breath, Long Junchen put the Pangu axe, which was shrinking to the size of a palm, back into his own cloth bag, took a step, and walked straight to the innermost ancient box.

Long Junchen felt his heart beating violently, and his whole heart was about to pop out of his chest. He swallowed and inserted it into the gap between the lid and the box with a peach wood sword. He lifted it up with force, and the box opened with a click.

The swelling dust came out of the box like a fairy spirit. Long Junchen covered his mouth and nose with his hands, put his head into the box, squinted his eyes and looked, and there was indeed a blue and white porcelain lying inside.

A certain pattern was drawn with light blue patterns on it. Long Junchen carefully picked up the porcelain from the wooden box, lifted the Changming Candle closer, and carefully observed the pattern on it.

The patterns outline a scene like a play. An old man in a green robe was in a quiet room at this time, with sandalwood fragrances and ancient furnishings in the room. However, Long Junchen carefully desks and porch decorations, all of which were vividly carved with dragon-shaped carvings, both large and small, flying or squatting. At the other end of the porcelain, a real dragon with agile tentacle was poking his head out of the window and stretching his head, looking straight at the old man. The old man in the green robe was hiding in the corner of the wall with fear at the moment, trembling and daring to lift his eyes. The old man seemed to be Ye Gong.

"It's indeed Ye Gong's good dragon picture!" Long Junchen spread the entire pattern like a scroll, and shook his head sighed. Such painters showed such delicate brushstrokes on the small porcelain, such a complete scroll, such a lifelike and lively pattern, without any flaws, and appear vividly. If it is placed in today's world, even an old guy who is more powerful than himself probably can't do it.

This dragon-patterned porcelain is indeed a treasure. It seems that Village Chief Ma did not deceive him. While thinking about it, Long Junchen looked at Ye Gong's good dragon picture several times, constantly stunning. However, what disappointed him was that his dragon-patterned bloodline fell into silence after encountering the dragon-patterned porcelain, and there was no sign of excitement at all. Unlike the feeling of blood rising when he saw the real dragon statue before, Long Junchen didn't understand this situation, but he felt quite disappointed.

At this time, Long Junchen suddenly remembered that Village Chief Ma told him that the evil cultivator had sealed the resentment with talismans on the dragon-patterned porcelain. However, after looking at it for a long time, Long Junchen did not feel any ghost or demonic energy. It seems that this should be just a misunderstanding. If there was a problem with the porcelain, Long Junchen should have sensed it long ago.

"Hey, Jun Chen, are you okay?!" Qingdie, who had been waiting outside, saw that Long Jun Chen had not come out yet, and asked worriedly with a head coming in from outside.

Qingdie's words pulled Long Junchen back from his complacent joy. He quickly shook his head, put aside his complicated thoughts, covered the lid of the dragon-patterned porcelain, picked up the wooden box himself, and then thought of something. He waved to Qingdie and Bai Chenxiang, and said, "You two come in."

Qingdie and Bai Chenxiang naturally had no doubts about Long Junchen. They were always outside and were really curious about the situation inside. So when they heard Long Junchen's words, the two girls hurriedly ran in from outside the door. They finally got used to the quieter and darker light inside, widened their eyes and looked at the wooden boxes that were pried open and covered again.

"What are these?" Qingdie pointed to the wooden boxes and asked in confusion.

"It's all treasures. We have worked so hard to gain something. This box belongs to both of you, this box belongs to mine, and another box belongs to Wang Shi. You can help me carry it out later." Long Junchen pointed to the three boxes in front of him and said.

He had already put all the treasures in the room into these three boxes. There was only one dragon-patterned porcelain in Long Junchen's box. He was afraid that the porcelain would be expensive and that it would be broken by other things. Secondly, he already had Pangu Axe and this porcelain, and thought he had gained a lot, so he generously distributed the other treasures to the second daughter and Wang Shi, which was also considered a closure fee.
Chapter completed!