Pang Feng's eyes were slightly closed as he faced a very exquisite purple sandalwood-colored wooden box placed before him, inside the box lay the deep purple old Lingzhi that Liu Shensheng had used as a prop.
He released his Divine Sense, meticulously probing the object. Indeed, this was an old item, and many years ago, it must have been a Spiritual Medicine or something similar in existence.
However, the object was too old, it had already completely petrified, and its medicinal properties had long since vanished, now transformed into an antique.
Pang Feng could clearly feel the ancient and vicissitude aura emanating from it, originally not something ordinary, and even though it had lost all its spirituality, it was still no common item. Such a thing, being in the hands of a layman like Liu Shensheng, was indeed a pity...
"Brother Liu, this object is an ancient thing, so does that mean the secret in Daoist Xu's heart might indeed be true?" Pang Feng suddenly spoke up.