"Wuliang Tianzun, what's going on?" Fang Yi almost shouted in surprise. When he put down the cricket gourd, the mysterious feeling disappeared immediately.

"Regularly, I should only have a sense of magic tools?"

Fang Yi was puzzled and reached out and picked up another snuff bottle. When he first started, he didn't feel anything, but after chanting the scriptures silently in his heart, the familiar feeling suddenly surged into his heart.

"Does my supernatural powers have a sense of objects that contain vicissitudes of life?"

Fang Yi suddenly had this idea in his mind, because he remembered that he seemed to have never touched any other cultural and antiques with a long history besides the magic weapon in his hand, so he might not be able to sense the magic power of the magic weapon. The vicissitudes of time were also within Fang Yi's sensing range.

"Try something else..." When this idea came out, Fang Yi immediately turned his attention to the other five or six objects on the booth. Without any hesitation, Fang Yi picked up a seemingly antique bronze mirror.

"I don't feel anything, it should be a fake..." After reciting the scriptures, Fang Yi did not sense the quaint and vicissitudes of life. He immediately put down the bronze mirror and picked up another object.

"I don't feel anything. It seems that I only have feelings for things that have history and age..."

After trying five or six items, Fang Yi understood a little bit, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, "I can sense the vicissitudes of time in the antiques, how can I... Isn't it possible to tell the authenticity of these things in the venue?"

Thinking of this, Fang Yi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little. With this magical power, even if he knew nothing about the antique industry, he could still get countless authentic treasures. This... this is simply a golden road to make money.

"The time is coming soon, hurry up and see a few more objects..." In order to strictly control the time, there was a timer on the stage. From the countdown of ten minutes, Fang Yi glanced and found that it was only three minutes before they stepped down.

"That Heavenly Lord Wuliang, you guys leave something for me!"

Fang Yi, who was about to check other booth items, suddenly found that before the booths of calligraphy, painting, ceramics, furniture, bronzes and other antiques, there were people standing, and most of them were being held in their hands. There was only one of the used booklets on the booth next to Manjun, no one paid attention to it.

"Yongle Ceremony?"

Fang Yi picked up a booklet with yellow paper on the surface. When he saw that the words "Yongle Dictionary" were clearly written on it, he couldn't help but feel happy. He often heard his master talk about this book, but he didn't expect that he could see it with his own eyes.

The "Yongle Encyclopedia" was compiled in the Yongle period of Ming Chengzu, who was the chief editor of the Hanlin Academy. It took six years to edit and complete. It is the most famous ancient classic in China and the largest encyclopedia in the world so far. It is far more than all kinds of books compiled by previous generations, leaving behind many rich stories and puzzles for later generations.

Unfortunately, after the Ming and Qing dynasties, most of the "Yongle Encyclopedia" was burned into war, and some were lost abroad when it was invaded in modern times. More than 10,000 volumes of the "Yongle Encyclopedia" with more than 300 words have only more than 800 volumes of the "Yongle Encyclopedia" that have been invaded in modern times.

These more than 800 volumes of Yongle Ceremony are basically collected in museums in various countries. The "Yongle Ceremony" that can be seen on the market is recognized by many people as copied by later generations in the early 20th century, and can even be seen on street stalls in some antique markets. Therefore, the "Yongle Ceremony" on this booth was not valued by everyone on the stage.

"Hey, this... there is also the feeling of vicissitudes of time in this book?"

Originally, Fang Yi did not give any hope for this book "Yongle Encyclopedia", but just recited the scriptures casually, but what surprised him was that the vicissitudes in this book seemed to be more than the cricket gourd and the snuff bottle I just played with.

"Is it really the Yongle Ceremony of the Ming Dynasty?"

Fang Yi's heart was beating wildly, and he felt dizzy in his mind. Although he didn't know the current market value of the Yongle Ceremony, Fang Yi knew that from the perspective of cultural relics and archaeology, the "Yongle Ceremony" which recorded the science of people's livelihood at that time was absolutely precious.

At least Fang Yi's master highly praised the "Yongle Encyclopedia". He once said that looking at all dynasties, the "Yongle Encyclopedia" can be said to be the highest achievement of ancient Chinese scientific and cultural science. If it were not for the stupid and incompetent emperors of the Ming Dynasty after Zhu Di, the "Yongle Encyclopedia" alone could have created a prosperous era for the Ming Dynasty.

“Returning abroad?”

Fang Yi remembered what Man Jun said and immediately understood a little. This single Yongle ceremony was most likely collected by the collection company abroad, but they themselves did not seem to have identified the book as the original work of the Ming Dynasty.

"Hmm? Why are you so dizzy?"

Fang Yi shook his head vigorously. He thought it was because of his overly excited. He took a deep breath and put the Yongle ceremony back on the booth with a calm expression. After taking a deep breath, Fang Yi's dizziness immediately relieved a little.

"Everyone, there is still the last minute. If you look at it, you can go back to your seat..." The host's voice rang on the stage, and no one on the stage seemed to hear it. Several people, including Man Jun, were still looking at the objects in their hands with magnifying glasses.

"Okay, I'm fine, I'd better go on..."

With a very obscure look at the book "Yongle Encyclopedia", Fang Yi raised his foot and prepared to go down. However, when he walked to the edge of the platform, he found a dragon-shaped pendant the size of a baby's palm-sized one on a booth.

However, the dragon-shaped jade pendant is not very good. Although the whole jade pendant is very complete, it is full of rust and not a color, which makes the jade pendant look dull and dull. A discerning person can tell at a glance that it is an unearthed ancient jade of low value.

It is not to say that all unearthed jadeware is valuable. For example, if it is soaked by underground submerged streams and eroded by jade, there will be flowing, deep and shallow water stains on the surface. This jade has not very high value after it is unearthed.

Although this dragon-shaped jade pendant has not been stained with water, it is relatively thin itself. The rust stains make the jade pendant penetrate all over, so in the eyes of many people, even a good piece of jade cannot be played with.

"Anyway, no one can see it, so try it..." Fang Yi suddenly had this idea in his mind, stopped and held the jade pendant in his hand, and recited the scriptures in his mouth.

"Hmm? This...this thing is a long time ago..."

A sense of time as desolate as wilderness appeared in Fang Yi's mind. But before Fang Yi could experience it carefully, a needle-like pain suddenly appeared in his mind, and a strong sense of dizziness made Fang Yi stagger.

Fang Yi stopped reciting scriptures, and the sensation between him and the ancient jade was also cut off. However, when Fang Yi stopped, the dizziness was still there, but it was much better than when he was reciting scriptures.

"What's going on? Will sensing the years in objects make my mental fatigue?"

At this time, Fang Yi felt so exhausted, as if he hadn't slept for a few days. This feeling had not appeared again for many years after his cultivation level was achieved. Unexpectedly, after sensing several objects one after another, his mental power was consumed.

"It seems that the magical powers he possesses are related to mental power..." Fang Yi had a glimmer of enlightenment, but the severe headache made him unable to think.

"Xiao Fang, Xiao Fang, are you okay?"

Man Jun's voice seemed to come from the horizon, echoing in Fang Yi's ears, and awakening Fang Yi who was dizzy. When he opened his eyes, Fang Yi found that he was standing on the stage by Man Jun holding his arms.

"What's wrong with you kid? I was shocked and stood there for a long time and almost fell down..." Man Jun felt relieved after seeing Fang Yi's eyes turning.

"Brother Man, I'm fine. Maybe I didn't sleep well yesterday, right?"

Seeing that almost everyone in the venue was staring at him, Fang Yi smiled bitterly, put the jade pendant in his hand on the booth, and said to the host who was staring at him: "I'm really sorry, let's go down now..."

"Young people, life must be moderate..." An old man in his sixties walked off the stage from Fang Yi. At this time, the time for their last group of appraisals had come, and everyone on the stage put down the objects in their hands.

"Immortal Heavenly Lord, I am wronged by Master Dao..."
Chapter completed!