ps: If you have something to go out today, this chapter is scheduled. If you come back in the evening, or you can still write an extra chapter, if you come back late, you will have a chapter today. Please forgive me.

Everyone agreed and immediately walked into the Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is quite spectacular. There is a nine-purple stele in front of the door that expresses the meaning of purple qi coming from the east. The temple is divided into two halls in front and the Jade Emperor Hall in front and the Sanqing Treasure Hall in the back. The two halls are separated by patios and connected by corridors.

The annexes include the Jinxiang Pavilion, the Tianjie in front of the hall, and the main entrance to the main entrance. The Tianjie in front of the Tianjie is divided into two left and right paths, and there are Tai Chi diagrams and twelve zodiac patterns in the middle, forming an axis with the main building.

Each hall was paved with bluestone Dragon Path reliefs, making the hall more solemn and solemn. There were seven elixir wells inside and outside, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper constellation, called the Seven Star Well, which was said to be used by Taoist priests to refine alchemy.

Under Xiao Yang's guidance, everyone walked around an ancient well and came to a side room in a palace. At this moment, the side room was quite lively, with seven or eight people gathering together, and it felt a bit crowded.

As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Yang shouted: "Everyone let me go, Master Xiong is here."

"What a Master Xiong."

"Master Xiong, come and take a look at this talisman seal..."

It has to be said that in the Feng Shui circle, Xiong Mao’s prestige is not low, especially in the identification of magical instruments, his strength is also convincing. Seeing that he is coming, someone naturally makes his way out.

Taking advantage of this gap, Fang Yuan took a look and saw a yellowish seal on the long table in the room, and a group of people next to him were holding magnifying glasses to study.

At the right time, a middle-aged Taoist priest came over enthusiastically and said with a smile: "Master Xiong, you are a big expert. Just help us make a judgment."

"What to judge?" Xiong Mao was a little puzzled.

"Judge the age of the talisman seal." Someone said quickly: "After our research, everyone's opinions are not unified. Some people think this is something from the Song and Yuan dynasties, but some people think it is from the Ming and Qing dynasties, or from the Republic of China..."

In an instant, someone else shouted, "I think it's a modern thing, artificially made old."

"Strange." Bao Longtu was puzzled and whispered: "However, magic weapons should also pay attention to the age. Shouldn't we distinguish the strength of the aura?"

"Uh..." Fang Yuan frowned and couldn't make a difference.

After all, Bao Longtu is right. For magical instruments, it is not important whether the age is the front or the back. What is important is how much influence the aura condensed by the magical instruments themselves has.

When the two were confused, Xiong Mao also walked to the table and looked at it for a while. He hesitated and said, "Is this really a Taoist talisman?"

"It's definitely right." Someone next to him confirmed: "Look at the shape of things. Yangwen's seal carving is composed of cloud runes and star and moon symbols. There is a person on the back of the seal, with naked chest and bare belly, and holding things in both hands, as if it was a god."

"But unfortunately, both the seal text and the human-shaped engraving are very vague. As we all know, for any seal-shaped instrument, the aura is generally condensed on the runes. If the runes are blurred, the aura will also dissipate."

At this time, someone shook his head and sighed: "Anyway, according to our research, the aura of this talisman seal has faded. It is estimated that it will collapse and disappear directly in a short while."

"What?" Bao Longtu was shocked and understood a little. No wonder these people just now were arguing about the specific era of the talisman seal. When the aura of the talisman seal collapsed, they could only measure its value based on the age of the talisman seal.

At the same time, Xiong Mao smiled bitterly and said, "Everyone is making things difficult for me. I am a magic tool, not a full-time antique appraiser, and I don't know how to break the generations."

That being said, Xiong Mao would carefully hold up the talisman seal, then hold it up to look at it. The jade-like things are somewhat transparent, and observing them in the sun can help identify the quality of the texture. At least a subtle crack can never be concealed in the sun.

After looking at it for a while, Xiong Mao pondered: "The material of the things seems to be good, it should be something that is not modern. Modern people have always used inferior products as good ones. It is impossible to deliberately make good things old, and the cost is too high."

"That's it." Some people agree deeply: "Even if you want to make good things old, you should make them old into ancient celebrity seals, rather than becoming Taoist talisman seals. After all, Taoist talisman seals, except for people in our industry, wealthy businessmen and wealthy men, will definitely not be interested."

"That's the reason." Xiong Mao's palm groped on the talisman seal: "In addition, everyone should also pay attention that the surface of the talisman seal is a bit smooth, which means that it is something passed down from generation to generation. It is not unearthed cultural relics. Of course, it is not an old one, because the surface of the old one is somewhat rough and the feel is not that good."

While speaking, Xiong Mao turned around and said, "Brother Bao, come and have a look..."

While attracting Bao Longtu, Xiong Mao also introduced: "This brother is a real expert, specializing in antiques, and has some research on ancient jade. Let him take a look."

With Xiong Mao’s recommendation, others will not be despised because of Bao Longtu’s youth. Besides, if you have specialties in your profession, you don’t give them the opportunity to appraise them, how can you know that they are not good?

"Then let me see..." Bao Longtu never refused such an opportunity to come to the door. With the attention of everyone, he walked away calmly, then picked up the talisman seal and appreciated it.

We must also admit that Bao Longtu’s theoretical skills are very solid. After studying for a while, he immediately said it very well. As for whether it is a fact, it is a matter of opinion and wise.

Anyway, some people expressed their conviction and nodded in agreement.

After some comments, Bao Longtu talked freely: "...so I think this is something before the Ming Dynasty. But considering its appearance, it affects its value a little. Of course, if it is just a collection, it doesn't matter."

"How much is that?" a man suddenly asked, looking very concerned. If unexpectedly, this man should be the seller of the talisman seal.

"This... is really hard to say." Bao Longtu pondered: "If you are lucky, you will meet someone you like, 30,000 or 50,000 or 50,000 or 50,000 or 50,000 or 30,000 or 50,000 or 30,000 or 50,000 or 30,000 or 50,000 or 30,000 or 3

The others nodded and agreed.

Antiques are like magic tools, and there is no unified price tag. The final price often depends on the psychological endurance of both buyers and sellers. Some prices do you think are expensive, but others think they are cheaper.

At this moment, Fang Yuan suddenly spoke, "Don't you like this kind of thing very much? You can consider buying it."

"Hmm?" Bao Longtu's eyes showed a look of surprise, but he was a good brother after all, and he cooperated very well. He frowned instantly, with a disgusting expression, and shook his head and said, "I like to collect ancient seals, but they are official seals, private seals, etc., not such Taoist talisman seals."

"It's almost the same anyway." Fang Yuan said casually: "The material seems good, why don't you buy it and grind the seal text and carve it into your own collection and appreciation chapter."

"Hey, this suggestion... can be considered." Bao Longtu blinked and hesitated a little: "The antique charm is indeed not comparable to the new seal. The problem is... I'm afraid it will be expensive."

"Not expensive, no expensive." The seller immediately appeared and said with a smile: "Is it just 30,000 or 50,000?"

"I'm... shooting myself in the foot." Bao Longtu handed over the talisman without hesitation, shook his head and said, "It's expensive, I can't afford it. Please keep the things, don't throw them away."

The seller did not take it, but said enthusiastically: "Little brother, the price is easy to discuss. You are Master Xiong's friend, I will definitely give him face and give you 20% off..."

"20% off for 30,000?" Bao Longtu asked.

"No, no, no..." It was the seller's turn to shake his head: "It's 20% off for 50,000..."

When they saw the two bargaining, the others didn't care. They were used to it. After all, there was a trading place outside the Taoist temple. Whenever the black market opened, from morning to night, I don't know how many transactions were completed. I was interested in buying something at a price, which was the most common thing here.

After confirming the age of the talisman seal, it was also satisfying the desire for knowledge in my heart. Some people greeted Xiong Mao and left comfortably. After a while, only Fang Yuan and others were left in the room.

At this time, the seller of Baolongtu and the talisman seal also negotiated with friendly terms and finally reached an agreement on the price, and then happily swiped the card to complete the transaction.

Watching the seller leave, Bao Longtu instantly picked up the talisman seal, playing with it with her love, and asked excitedly: "Maozi, is this thing a treasure?"

"It's hard to say." Fang Yuan said uncertainly: "I feel that this thing is a bit strange."

"Qianyi?" Bao Longtu was stunned and asked quickly, "Where is Qiqi?"

"...I can't explain it clearly, it's like a kind of intuition." Fang Yuan scratched his head and said, "I think this thing is not simple, so I asked you to buy it. It's not expensive anyway, I can afford it."

"...Damn, I almost forgot that you are a rich man and you are not short of money." Bao Longtu was somewhat speechless.

"Brother Bao, don't be angry," Xiong Mao said seriously: "Although intuition is a bit mysterious, sometimes it is really effective, and you have to believe it."

"I didn't say I didn't believe it." Bao Longtu thought, "I was just wondering whether this thing would look like the allusion of Heshi Bi. It looks average on the surface, but in fact it is hidden inside."

"You're thinking too much." Fang Yuan said angrily: "What I'm talking about is the seal of the talisman seal."

"Seal?" Bao Longtu was stunned and then turned the talisman seal, looking at the seal surface and said, "The seal is very blurry. It may be used frequently. The engraving of the positive text has almost worn out and cannot be recognized at all."

"Nonsense, if I can identify it, I won't be vague and can't explain it." Fang Yuan rolled his eyes and said, "Just tell you the answer directly, so that you won't ask questions."

"Hehe." Bao Longtu smiled and said, "Aren't I curious? Forget it, let's talk about this matter again. It's urgent to find a powerful magic weapon."
Chapter completed!