Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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Star House pushed all the gifts back, the monsoon smoke was idle, and all those things were removed. Linghe chose most of the fine jade articles and accessories, but it was in line with the temperament of the Star House. These things are from the palace. It was exchanged from Zheng Yu, but the monsoon smoke did not have time to see.

Looking at the baby piled up at the table, the eyes of the monsoon smoke are slightly bright.

The glittering gold ornaments are not enough to attract the attention of the monsoon smoke, but the real thing that makes the monsoon smoke a shock is the aura floating on those ornaments!

"How can there be aura in these things?" The monsoon smoked a strange hand and took a ruby ​​ring in his hand and looked over it. She could feel that the aura did not come from the ruby. Produced by this ring.

That aura is not even weaker than rare ore, and even higher.

Not only is that ruby ​​ring, but most of the fine jewelry stacked on the table has a rich aura.

This discovery made the monsoon smoke a vibrate. She suddenly remembered that the jade that was gambling from Su Shi, the jade's aura was not rich, but it was not bad. The monsoon smoke was thought to be jade carved by hand. After that, some aura was scattered, but now it seems that this is not the case.

The monsoon smoke has been studied for a while, and it has been found that the more elaborate and skillful jewelry, the more abundance of the accompanying aura, but the unfinished gems and the like, there is almost no aura.

A guess was formed in the mind of the monsoon smoke.

As far as the past life was concerned, machinery replaced most of the craftsmanship, making many luxury goods look gorgeous, but lost a bit of aura, but the things that the craftsmen who were called by the world as the hands of the gods were born with a strong heart. Aura.

This aura comes from the souls of the craftsmen. The hands of the pair, under the tempering of decades, are immersed in the craft, with the persistence of the craftsmen, under a little bit of polishing, unaware of The aura between heaven and earth is integrated into those ornaments.

It is a pity that in the past life, there were few craftsmen of this kind, and the value of each ornament was very high. The monsoon smoke and the master lived in the mountains, and rarely walked in the world, so there was not much contact.

but……

In this world, every skill is created by someone, and the inheritance of that inheritance continues in the jewelry.

The monsoon smoke sinks in the heart, and the piece of jewelry bearing the ingenuity falls in the palm of the hand, slowly absorbing the floating aura.

Aura ran down her veins into her broken inner Dan, nourishing the silk, not warm.

However, this subtle feeling makes the monsoon smoke tremble, and she can clearly feel that when the aura poured into Nei Dan, Nei Dan emerged warm!

In the meantime, the monsoon smoked his eyes and looked at the pile of babies, his eyes sparkling.

"I didn't expect... the aura in these ornaments... even more than rare ore!"

The monsoon smoke has been repaired with rare ore for nearly a month, but it has just repaired half of the crack in Nedan, but the pile of jewelry absorbed, but completely repaired the whole crack!

The monsoon smoke instantly came to the spirit, jumped directly from the bed, and prepared to take out the rest of the treasures in the storehouse and take it out!