Qin Wanna looked at the wood on the stall in front of her, her expression condensed, and she said, "According to legend, the phoenix resting on the parasol tree and the three feet of wood under the phoenix, over time, will gradually be contaminated with the breath of the phoenix, creating spirituality. It is very precious, even

No less than a divine object.”

"You read that right, that's Feng Qimu."

On the side, Mao Nanfeng spoke with a calm expression, "No wonder the Great Wizard of Guimu came here in person. It seems that he also likes this thing."

"What now?"

Li Ziye heard about it and asked, "Shall I bid to buy it?"

He remembered that the moon god of the Baiyue tribe asked him to look for a phoenix. Now that the phoenix could not be found, he could just look for a piece of wood where the phoenix slept.

"Need not."

Qin Wegna shook her head and said, "The old man probably doesn't want silver, otherwise, the fat man wouldn't exchange it for the green cicada. Let's wait and see the final result."

As she spoke, Qin Wanna's eyes narrowed slightly, and little rays of light danced.

Such a good thing must not be let go.
Chapter completed!