Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

After that, Yang Bo did not go see anyone else. He and Number Four left the Jade Lake and went on a journey.    

Yang Bo had basically understood that the reason why Shu Zixuan suspected him was because of the Chaos Qi.    

The members of the Phecda Group had not realized the problem with Yang Bo's aura because they had not interacted much with the Saint Realm cultivators. If they continued to stay here, everyone would probably guess it very soon.    

Yang Bo took Number Four and left the Jade Lake. They did not choose to fly, but walked westward.    

They walked past the plains and mountains, passed through rivers and lakes, and lived in the wilderness.    

Yang Bo looked at the scenery along the way and felt that the malicious intent in his body had been suppressed by more than half.    

However, Number Four felt that it was boring.    

The two of them left the Jade Lake and came to a small city.    

They stayed here.    

Yang Bo went out every day and sat in the teahouse to observe the people. He watched them work hard and live a hard life.    

Once upon a time, he also lived like this. Every day, he sat in the antique shop and watched people come and go outside the door.    

After sitting there for a few days, Yang Bo decided to be a storyteller here. He planned to add some fun to everyone's boring lives.    

Yang Bo told everyone about the Saint Realm, the story of the Milky Way, and the immortals of this world.    

In the calm narration, Yang Bo gradually restrained his aura and completely restrained the aura of the Chaos Qi. The evil thoughts in his heart were also gradually put down.    

No. 4 still felt bored. He had to go out every day to collect flowers.    

The tea house's business was getting more and more prosperous. More and more people came to listen to Yang Bo's story.    

There were even some cultivators present. These cultivators did not have high cultivations. When they heard the story of the immortals Yang Bo was telling, they were intoxicated, as if they were involved in the competition for the Dao Court.    

Seven days later, the tea house was hard to find. Many people had no choice but to stand outside the tea house and listen to Yang Bo's story.    

Yang Bo even had a group of die-hard fans. These people would spend a lot of money to sit in front of him every day just to listen to Yang Bo's story.    

The world that Yang Bo mentioned was like a dream. It was too far away from them, making them obsessed.    

One day, Yang Bo finished his story and walked out of the tea house. Suddenly, he was stopped by a cultivator.    

This was a young cultivator. He only had a Dao Combination Stage Cultivation. He stopped Yang Bo and said directly, "The storyteller, my Grandmaster wants to invite you over!"    

Yang Bo looked at him and chuckled, "Your Grandmaster? Inviting me over? Why?"    

The young cultivator frowned, "My Grandmaster is a Longevity Stage Cultivator, the strongest cultivator in this area. You can just go over. Why are you asking so much?"    

Yang Bo looked at him and frowned, "You have a very strong hostility. This is not good!"    

"If your Grandmaster wants to see me, then let him come over himself!"    

The young cultivator stared at Yang Bo, "Do you know what you're saying?"    

After saying that, the young cultivator reached out to grab Yang Bo.    

Yang Bo flicked his sleeves and walked away.    

The young cultivator was shocked. He stared in the direction Yang Bo had left in shock.    

He did not dare to say anything and quickly ran away.    

Soon, there was an old man and a young cultivator outside Yang Bo's door. They stood outside the door and knocked lightly on the door, but no one opened the door.    

The old cultivator stared in the direction and felt the aura in the room. He could feel that there was someone inside, but the other party did not have the aura of a cultivator.    

However, the old cultivator did not dare to make any rash movements, nor did he dare to barge in. The two of them could only stand outside the door and wait.    

When night fell, Number Four returned to the front of the door. When he saw the two of them, he could not help but be surprised. "Who are you? Why are you standing here?"    

The old cultivator stared at Number Four. Although he did not know Number Four's cultivation, he could feel the boundless Spiritual Energy on Number Four's body.    

The old cultivator immediately knelt down. The young cultivator did not dare to hesitate and quickly knelt down as well.    

Number Four looked at their appearance and could not help but be stunned. "This is the first time I've seen you, right?"    

"Why did you kneel down?"    

The old cultivator hurriedly said, "My disciple has offended a senior today. I brought my disciple here to apologize. I hope that you can forgive me!"    

"I knocked on the door, but there was no response. I did not dare to knock again, so I could only wait here!"    

Number 4 suddenly understood the situation. He stared at the other party and asked with interest, "You guys have offended the storyteller?"    

"How did you guys do it? Can you tell me?"    

Number 4 probably knew Yang Bo's life. Every day, he spent his time on storytelling. During this period of time, he did not even cultivate. Every day when he returned to the courtyard, he would drink tea and look at the sky.    

At this moment, Yang Bo should be looking at the stars!    

The old cultivator looked at the young cultivator and asked him to tell him.    

The young cultivator did not dare to hide anything and quickly told him the entire process.    

After hearing it, Number 4 laughed out loud, "You guys are really interesting. How did you think of inviting him?"    

"Do you guys think that he is an expert?"    

The old cultivator said helplessly, "I just think that the storyteller might be a disciple of some major power and be able to understand so much about the upper echelons. How could I have thought that the storyteller would be so powerful?"    

"Senior, can you please help us out?"    

"For the sake of reconciliation, we are willing to pay any price!"    

Number 4 looked in the direction of the gate. Yang Bo was currently at a critical stage. Under such an unreasonable situation, Yang Bo was still able to control his emotions. This was enough to show that Yang Bo had entered a new level.    

Number 4 looked at the other party and laughed, "I'll give you an idea. In the future, you will have your disciples and grand disciples provoke him every day. Your tone must be firm!"    

The old cultivator was scared and quickly waved his hand, "I don't dare to do it anymore!"    

"Senior, please don't scare me. We really don't dare to do it!"    

Number 4 looked at the other party and couldn't help but laugh, "Do it according to my method!"    

"He is currently tempering his mind. You are all his whetstones. You must play your role to truly survive!"    

The old cultivator was scared. He stared at Number 4 and did not dare to speak for a moment.    

The young cultivator immediately softened and fell to the ground, "Grandmaster, I don't dare to do it anymore. I don't dare to do it anymore!"    

Number 4 chuckled and ignored them, directly pushing the door and walking in.    

After entering the door, he felt as if he had entered another world. There was a separation between the Time Laws here, as if they were two different times.    

The courtyard was very quiet and peaceful, and he could not hear the sounds of the outside world at all.    

Yang Bo was lying on a chair with tea and melon seeds beside him. He stared at the starry sky and was very quiet.    

Number 4 stared at Yang Bo and could not help but laugh, "Are you cultivating the Stargazing Technique?"    

"What did you see? Could it be that you can predict the future?"    

Yang Bo looked at Number 4, "I saw it!"    

Chapter 45 - The Stargazing Technique