Chapter 424: A Pen Holder

People with high cultivation aim at those items with attractive appearance.

People with low cultivation only want to grab one item, no matter what it is.

Su Chen stood aside and observed with cold eyes. He really felt confused now.

He always felt that the whole thing was very strange, especially the voice of the self-proclaimed Xuan Huazi.

The voice of the so-called Xuan Huazi obviously carried a seductive power. It was obviously the result of deliberately using some secret method. This kind of secret method can disturb people's mind and make people involuntarily believe every word said by the speaker.

However, this kind of secret method is not perceived by ordinary people. Only people like Su Chen who have cultivated the "Heart of Rock" can perceive the disturbing meaning of the words and are not affected by it.

If it is really like what Xuan Huazi said, to give them inheritance, then why do they need to use this secret method?

However, now Su Chen opened the eyes of heaven and looked at the things on the shelf, but felt that there was nothing unusual about these things. They were indeed ancient treasures.

"Am I overly suspicious? In fact, is this really a powerful person from the ancient Shengyuan Sect who wants to leave the sect's inheritance to the later generations?"

Su Chen thought to himself.

"Anyway, let's pick an ancient treasure first."

Su Chen thought of this and observed the treasures on the shelf. These treasures, strictly speaking, are all good things.

However, there is also a level difference between good things. Take these treasures for example, there are a few that are obviously used by the martial emperors, with the martial arts will of the martial emperors, and more do not.

But the people present, except Su Chen, basically can't tell whether these things have the will of the martial emperors, and they will only stare at those with attractive appearances.

But in fact, those with attractive appearances are not items with the will of the martial emperor at all.

Su Chen was too lazy to pay attention to others. His eyes wandered between several items with the will of the martial emperor. He felt that they were all good, and he couldn't make up his mind which one to choose for a while.

At this time, there was a slight sound beside him. It turned out that several people accidentally knocked a pen holder next to them to the ground while fighting for a treasure.

The pen holder was originally gray and looked very old. No one liked it. At this moment, it fell to the ground, and the brushes inside were scattered all over the ground, and no one cared.

Su Chen took a look, but suddenly his eyes flashed, and he reached out to pick up the pen holder.

"Tsk tsk, look, that guy named Su Chen actually picked up a broken pen holder."

"Such a broken pen holder, I'm afraid even the rag pickers don't like it. Do you think your cultivation is too rubbish, so you are only worthy of picking up such broken things?"

The people around looked at it and sneered, obviously looking down on Su Chen's behavior of picking up rags.

"You can't talk, shut your dog mouth!"

A clear scolding came, but it was Li Chan'er who was looking at this side with her eyebrows raised.

Those who laughed out loud suddenly shut up. They knew that although Li Chan'er was a goddess, she had an unusually arrogant temper. If they offended her, they would definitely not have a good ending.

Li Chan'er came over and looked at the pen holder in Su Chen's hand: "Are you okay? Why did you choose such a broken pen holder? There are many better things than this pen holder."

It was normal for Li Chan'er to be confused. After all, among all the things in this treasure pavilion, this pen holder was definitely the worst looking thing.

Su Chen did not explain, but smiled and said: "I just like this thing. It's good to take it back as a souvenir."

"Oh." Li Chan'er blinked her long eyelashes, but she didn't dwell on it. She raised a black jade lion in her hand and said, "What do you think of this black jade lion I picked?"

Su Chen glanced at it and found that this girl was lucky. She accidentally picked an item with the will of the Emperor Wu.

"Not bad."

Su Chen commented objectively.

"Then I'll take it."

Li Chan'er rarely smiled and put the black jade lion into her sleeve.

Not far away, the black-clothed youth known as Little Poison Hand looked at Li Chan'er and Su Chen talking and laughing, and his eyes couldn't help but sink, revealing a bit of gloom.

Then, Little Poison Hand walked over quickly, stared at Su Chen, and asked: "What treasure did you choose just now? Take it out for me to see."

Li Chan'er frowned. She knew Little Poison Hand very well. She knew that Little Poison Hand's question meant that he must want to snatch away the treasure that Su Chen picked.

Even if Su Chen picked a piece of garbage and it would be useless to take it back, he would take it away so that Su Chen couldn't get it.

The purpose was to disgust Su Chen and let Su Chen know that he, Little Poison Hand, was not easy to mess with, and the woman he liked was not someone that others could touch casually.

Most of the people at the scene were Li Chan'er's servants, including Little Poison Hand.

At that moment, when Li Chan'er was about to say something, Little Poison Hand looked at her sideways: "Fairy Li, are you interested in this guy? A rubbish that needs a woman to protect him?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Chan'er was speechless.

"Hand over the items you just picked."

Little Poison Hand directly stretched out his hand to Su Chen.

Su Chen's eyes turned cold. It was true that he was keeping a low profile, but if you think he was easy to bully, you are wrong.

"Go home and ask your mother for things. No one here will spoil you."

Su Chen smiled faintly and said. The first sentence he said made Little Poison Hand unbelievable. He almost thought he had heard it wrong.

"What did you say, kid? Are you looking for death?"

Little Poison Hand was furious and directly urged a soul power to attack Su Chen.

He was called Little Poison Hand. He had an amazing talent in alchemy. His soul power had been cultivated to the level of a fourth-grade alchemist, which is what people call the Alchemy King.

At this moment, the soul power of the fourth-grade alchemist directly attacked the opponent's soul. If nothing unexpected happened, the opponent's soul would definitely be severely damaged and would definitely faint on the spot. In severe cases, he might even become a fool after waking up.

Li Chan'er was unable to stop it. When she found that the little poisonous hand used soul power to attack Su Chen, she immediately thought to herself that it was bad. She still underestimated the viciousness of the little poisonous hand, but it was too late for her to stop it.

Su Chen was not afraid at all. He raised his eyes and shot out a soul power, easily dissolving the soul power of the little poisonous hand.

Then, Su Chen chuckled: "Little poisonous hand, your tricks may be useful to kill a fly, but you are not good enough to deal with me. Don't use them to make a fool of yourself in front of me, right?"