In front of Xiao Shun were the silent members of the Yao family.

Song Zhenhai's words made them quite suspicious. Could this waste be really a genius who is covered with dust?

Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Sun Guoli couldn't help but smile contemptuously and said, "Come on, although I don't know what Xiao Shun used to cure Mr. Song. But why would you like to mention your copper coins first? Is it your intention to anger the old man on his 80th birthday?"

One word wakes up the dreamer.

The Yao family's eyes lit up instantly and they followed suit. They could not accept the sudden rise of a former waste.

"Yes! How do you explain this copper coin? Even if you are really a famous doctor as Mr. Song calls me, isn't you deliberately ruining grandpa's birthday party?"

Yao Han was extremely excited, as if he had caught Xiao Shun's handle.

Song Zhenhai and Song Ling'er didn't say anything. He came here to thank Xiao Shun, but unexpectedly he happened to run into someone's family affairs.

He had a deep hope that Xiao Shun was removed from the Yao family on the spot, so that he could take advantage of the situation.

Xiao Shun chuckled, took the copper coin on the table and said, "Do you care about this copper coin so much? Have you ever thought that the rag in your mouth is like me, like a waste, with a broken bun outside, and a gold and jade?"

"Today, let you guys look down on others and open your eyes!"

After he said that, a trace of spiritual energy from his fingertips poured out, and he gently wiped the oxide layer covered on the surface, and a pair of rotten dust fell off.

Then, his true face was revealed instantly.

Like copper and jade, although it is copper-green, it is as bright as an exquisite piece of jade. You can still see strands of blood and energy flowing in the middle.

The changes in just a few seconds made everyone's eyes straight.

"This is!"

Song Zhenhai exclaimed in an instant and rushed forward and said, "Little Friend Xiao, can you let the old man take a closer look?"

"Of course, I believe Mr. Song should be the only person here who has a vision."

Xiao Shun threw the copper coins at random, and Song Zhenhai hurriedly caught them.

There was another person in the crowd who reacted violently, and Ouyang Zheng rushed up in a hurry, not caring about Song Zhenhai's identity, and the two of them looked at each other.

The moment you see what's in your hand.

Song Zhenhai's pupils shrank violently, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he murmured in his mouth: "Oh my God... This thing, this thing uses copper to turn into jade, and generates blood and connects the spirit!"

Ouyang Zheng also widened his eyes, exclaimed and added.

"The owner of this copper coin must have been a master before, but a priceless treasure. If measured by money, I would buy it without saying a word! I didn't expect... I would have been in my most pretentious period in my lifetime."

Song Zhenhai held the copper coin in his hand and suddenly turned to the back. When he saw a pure green lotus blooming on the back, his heart trembled in an instant.

Could it be that thing that person wore before he existed?

The two old men raised their heads and looked at Xiao Shun with shock.

In front of everyone, the famous Ouyang Zheng bowed down and gave a deep salute to Xiao Shun, and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Xiao, is this thing the Qinglian Taoist wearing earlier?"

In one sentence, Yao Zhenshu next to him instantly turned pale.

Yao Zhenshu's fingers could not help but trembled, and he barely held his crutch before he could stand firm. He asked arduously: "Brother Ouyang, do you think this is serious?"

Yao Han next to him frowned in dissatisfaction and said.

"It's just a copper coins of a broken Taoist. What's so great about it? Go directly to the Taoist temple and I can find a bunch of them."

As soon as the words finished, there was a crisp "pop".

Yao Zhenshu actually slapped Yao Han hard.

"Shut up and don't talk nonsense!" Yao Zhenshu was so scared that he pounded the crutches in his hand, and all the fear was written on his face.

Yao Han, who was slapped in the face, looked confused.

As his grandfather’s favorite grandson, he had never even received heavy words, but today he was slapped hard?

Looking at the anger on Yao Zhenshu's face, Yao Han could only stand aside in shame.

But in his heart, he had already attributed all this to Xiao Shun and completely hated Xiao Shun!

Yao Zhenshu said with a complicated expression: "Is this really the object of the Qinglian Taoist?"

The name of Taoist Qinglian sounds strange to the younger generations today, but it sounds like a thunderous person to the generations of Yao Zhenshu and Ouyang Zheng, like a god on land.

Ten years ago, there was a big family in Jianghai City who believed that there were many ancient martial arts masters in their family and wanted to take over the Taoist Qinglian and smash his Taoist temple. They also said that the Taoist Qinglian was just a fraudulent paper tiger, gathering all the masters in the family to make an appointment with the Taoist Qinglian, which caused shock in the city.

In the end, it attracted people from all over the city to watch this shocking battle.

After the Qinglian Taoist appeared, he refused the help of all his supporters and stepped onto the ring alone, with dozens of martial arts masters opposite him.

Facing so many people, he only had one palm.

A relaxed and freehand palm, a sassy palm, as if it was brushing away the dust on the table, but when it waved out, it surged down like a cloud covering the sky and the sun, instantly flattening the entire competition platform!

As the dust spread everywhere, everyone looked up with their hearts trembling.

Taoist Qinglian has left, and none of the dozens of challengers have survived!

The big family that once dominated the rivers and seas also fell into a slump and eventually fell into the long river of history.

Since that day, Taoist Qinglian has become a symbol of the gods in everyone's hearts.

Song Zhenhai snorted coldly and said, "If you don't believe it, come and take a look. This green lotus is lifelike, and even the petals seem to tremble. How can the spirituality on it be faked? Your Yao family is really clumsy!"

When Yao Zhenshu heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward, looked at it hesitantly, and his face changed drastically. Everything was just as Song Zhenhai said.

The slowly unfolding and lifelike Qinglian is indeed the symbol of Qinglian Taoist.

In the past, this green lotus was above his clothes and hat, embroidered in the crown and hat, and the collar was like a shadow following his appearance, so it was called Qinglian.

This was actually something that Taoist Qinglian wore in the past, but it was actually taken out by Xiao Shun as a congratulatory gift. How luxurious?

It can be said that this thing is enough to intimidate the major senior executives of Jianghai City today. It is not an exaggeration to walk sideways in Jianghai City.

After all, almost all these people have seen the shocking battle that day!

Xiao Shun only found it funny. It was just a gadget that his master liked to play with in his daily life. If they saw the thousands of treasures in the world of Sumeru in the bamboo house, wouldn’t they fainted?
Chapter completed!