Because, they saw that Zheng Qian didn't look for new ancient relics at all, only to see Zheng Qian slowly bend down and pick up a small copper piece from the ground.

Someone recognized it, it was the lid of the copper incense burner from before.

Before the sacrifice, Zheng Qian took off the lid of this copper incense burner.

Now instead of looking for a new ancient relic, he picked up the lid of the incense burner, what does this mean?

Those people didn't understand what kind of medicine was being sold in Zheng Gan's gourd, but in view of Zheng Gan's previous performances, they now believed in Zheng Gan tightly, without the slightest doubt, and just watched quietly.

Even the elders of the Ink Pavilion couldn't care about sulking at the moment, and they all stretched their necks and stared at the movements of Zheng Qian's hands.

"After refining such a large incense burner, I got eight drops of yellow spirit essence, could it be that there is still a spirit spirit in this lid?"

Zheng Qian smiled slightly, but he didn't speak, and a raging flame suddenly rose from the palm of his hand, and the temperature was much higher than the temperature of the previous flame.

"This ......"

The person who was joking before was stunned, and when he saw that Zheng Qian had really started to refine the lid of the copper incense burner, he was also shocked and speechless, could it really be that he guessed that there was also a spirit spirit in this lid?

The onlookers around them suddenly became agitated, all staring intently, for fear that they would miss a good show.

The faces of the elders in the Ink Pavilion were even more ugly, eight drops of yellow spirit essence were sacrificed from the incense burner worth five drops of orange spirit essence, this is already a blood loss, if this kid refines something from that lid, he will lose even more, even if it is a drop of colorless spirit essence, it will be a loss!

While they were thinking so, the aura flame on Zheng Gan's palm was rapidly increasing, full of horsepower, rumbling, and after a while, the lid of the copper incense burner began to curl, and then the dregs after the sacrifice peeled off.

"Whew!"

A rapid burst of essence burst out, and the people around were frightened by this movement, and they all quickly retreated, and then stared at it with a shocked and strange face, and the essence in that space, the mouth was open, and it couldn't be closed for a long time.

"This ......"

"That's ......"

"The spirit...... It's green!"

"That kid actually refined a green spirit spirit from the lid of that incense burner!"

All of them widened their eyes, firmly locked on the green spirit light that appeared in the space, and a deep look of surprise and envy crept up in the depths of their eyes.

"Poof!"

An elder of the Ink Pavilion couldn't stand the blow any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person passed out directly.

This Nima, there is a day with the boy, and this ink pavilion is still hairy.

You used five drops of orange spirit spirit sacrifice to refine eight drops of yellow spirit essence, I won't say anything, but you can even refine one drop of green spirit spirit from a small lid attached, that's worth ten drops of yellow spirit spirit, and a hundred drops of orange spirit spirit!

"Click!"

At this moment, the lid of the copper incense burner on Zheng Gan's palm completely turned into ashes and fell from the sky, revealing the spirit spirit inside.

Two green spirits the size of peanuts were quietly suspended in the flames, rising and falling.

"This Nima...... It's not even a drop of green spirit, it's actually two drops!"

"Two drops...... At present, the only remaining existing spirit in the Ink Eye Pavilion is the yellow spirit spirit that is close to green, but this kid got two drops of green spirit spirit at once today!"

"A man of God, a man of God!"

The elders of the Ink Pavilion who were watching from the periphery before, when they heard that Zheng Qian had refined a drop of green spirit essence from the small lid at the beginning, although they felt uncomfortable, they could still comfort themselves in front of them, but when they heard that it was two drops, there was suddenly another elder who couldn't bear it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he also passed out.

At this moment, Zheng Qian can be said to have become famous all of a sudden.

"Hahaha...... Oxman, it took five drops of orange spirit essence, but the result was that eight drops of yellow spirit spirit spirit were refined, plus two drops of green spirit essence, this record is unique in the huge Cloud City!"

"Outside the nickname, the nameless young man spat blood from the mouths of the two elders of the Ink Pavilion!"

"Shocked, countless people flocked to the Ink Pavilion Gambling Courtyard, just because a young man did this ......"

......

The people have not dispersed yet, but the news here seems to have raised its wings and flew over at once.

Zheng Qian's purpose today has been achieved, and he also took a general look, there is nothing better in it, so he simply accepts it when he sees it, if he doesn't know how to restrain it again, it is very likely to anger the Nine Shadows Alliance, and once a master comes, his identity will be exposed, and it will be a big deal at that time.

Just when Zheng Qian was about to withdraw his hand and leave, a white-haired old man came out of the hall behind the Moyu Pavilion, he looked at Zheng Qian, his face was also a little ugly, but he still said in his mouth: "Little friend, please stay......"

Zheng Qian was stunned, at this moment, the people around him had not dispersed, and he was not worried that this Ink Pavilion would be tricked, after all, this Ink Pavilion was a stronghold of the Nine Shadows Alliance, if the signboard was smashed, it would be a way out of his retreat.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Qian paused, turned around and asked.

The old man glanced at Zheng Qian carefully, stepped forward and said, "This little friend has won so many spirit spirits in my Moyu Pavilion, and let so many outsiders also make a lot of money, what a good bearing!"

Zheng Qian raised his eyebrows, this is obviously dissatisfaction, since the other party has already expressed his dissatisfaction, Zheng Qian himself has no need to scruple about anything, and immediately asked: "Could it be that there is a rule in the Moyu Pavilion that you can't stay on the ancient relics for three seconds?"

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, if he really dared to say that, who would come in the future.

"Of course not!" the old man said, "I just came out today to ask this little friend a question!"

"What's the problem?" Zheng Gan frowned, just when he retorted, the moment the old man was angry, the aura in his body leaked out, and Zheng Qian keenly sensed a trace of evil aura, which showed that the Nine Shadows Alliance was deeply affected by this evil spirit.

The old man said: "Three days later, there will be a master of ancient relics tasting in my Moyu Pavilion, I don't know if this little friend will dare to come and compete with the master? Bet fifty drops of green spirit spirit!"

Zheng Qian raised his eyebrows, and chuckled lightly: "Someone offers spirit spirits with both hands, how can I not want it?"

"Boy, don't be arrogant!" the old man said coldly.

Zheng Qian chuckled, turned around and walked towards the door, "People don't take young people lightly!"

"Okay, then we'll see the truth in three days!" The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and in the depths, a trace of black aura climbed up, and he said coldly, "Leave your name, three days later, the competition will officially begin, I hope you will not be absent at that time." ”

"Qian Zheng!" Zheng Gan said without replying, and the moment the words fell, Zheng Gan's figure flashed, and he disappeared from the door.