The little girl didn't believe it and said, "Just him? The fetal hair hasn't even faded yet."
Tian Mufeng's eyes were clear and he said: "It is precisely because of this that I think he is mysterious enough. His bone age is definitely no more than twelve years old, but he is able to refine such high-quality elixirs, comparable to a master of alchemy.
If he is not a genius in refining medicine, he must have a huge secret."
The little girl's eyes widened and she said, "What did you say? He refined these pills?"
Although these elixirs are not considered high-level, in terms of quality, the person who made them definitely has the strength of a grandmaster.
A twelve-year-old alchemy master, no one would believe this.
"That's right, I've had someone check it. Although most of these elixirs were refined by Fu Baicao, Fu Baicao didn't have this level of skill before. It's a blessing to be able to refine elixirs of this quality.
After Wu Feng became my teacher."
How powerful is Tian Mufeng's energy? As long as he wants to investigate a person, he can find out everything in an instant. Ji Wufeng's actions are already under his control.
Immediately, Tian Mufeng said with sparkle in his eyes: "Although I am sure that his bone age is no more than twelve years old, his temperament and words and deeds are definitely more than that."
Yes, he was still just a child at the age of twelve, but Ji Wufeng didn't look like a child at all. He was neither humble nor overbearing when communicating with Tian Mufeng, and he was able to do it with ease. It was clear that he was an old monster who had experienced the world.
The little girl's expression suddenly changed and she said, "Grandpa, did you guess that he might..."
Tian Mufeng nodded and said: "I suspect that he is not the original body now, but a new body. But if it is just a pure reshaping of the body, and the bone age is not visible, the only possibility is that he has eaten the reincarnation pill.
.”
Reshaping the physical body is not impossible for cultivators. As long as the soul is strong and the best materials from heaven and earth are used, it can be done.
But after all, reshaping the physical body is only reshaping it on the original basis. Bone age cannot be changed, and powerful cultivators can see through it at a glance.
But Tian Mufeng couldn't see through Ji Wufeng, so the only possibility was that Ji Wufeng's current body was not reshaped, but a completely new body.
The reason why Tian Mufeng chose to believe in Ji Wufeng was precisely because of this, because he saw hope.
The little girl's mood suddenly became excited. Although for a cultivator, a hundred years old is still very young, but she still maintains the posture of a seven or eight-year-old. The misery in it is not something that others can understand.
However, Tian Mufeng said again: "But this guy is not a good person, and he has another purpose in contacting us."
When the little girl heard this, she immediately said angrily: "This little brat can tell he is dishonest at a glance. Since grandpa, you have seen through it, why do you still believe him?"
Tian Mufeng touched the little girl's head and said lovingly: "Lan'er, your matter is the only knot in my heart. As long as I can untie my knot, it doesn't matter whether I go to heaven or to earth. What's more, the mere Lingyuan Sect and the
Your grandfather hasn’t paid much attention to the Shadow Gate yet.”
The little girl's eyes turned red and she said, "Grandpa, Lan'er actually doesn't care anymore. Grandpa really doesn't need to pay so much."
"Hahaha……"
Tian Mufeng laughed and said: "You silly boy, you are my lifeblood, and I would risk my life for your grandpa."
The little girl suddenly lowered her head and said, "But grandpa, do you really not want to go back to Tianjia again?"
Tian Mufeng fell silent instantly, Xu
After a while, his eyes became extremely sharp and he said: "Of course I want it back. Grandpa will also help you get back everything that should belong to you."
A large number of pills were snapped up quickly, and Qian Duoduole grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears. In just a short time, he made at least nearly one million spiritual stones. He could not earn so much in a year before.
The auction officially started. Ji Wufeng walked out with a swaggering spirit stone card. Qian Duoduo asked in shock: "What are you doing here?"
Ji Wufeng chuckled and said: "I have made so much money, how can I do it without squandering it?"
Qian Duoduo curled his lips and said, "You really can't hide two ounces of sour oil in your belly."
The auctioneer appeared, and the first auction item appeared. It was a magic weapon, and it was an eighth-level magic weapon.
The levels of magic weapons are divided into magic weapons, precious weapons, spiritual weapons, holy weapons, and fairy weapons that only exist in legends. Each grade is divided into nine levels.
Eight-level magic weapons are very common in the world of cultivation, but in this wasteland on earth they are considered high-level treasures, starting from five thousand spirit stones.
Someone started bidding, and the final price was 20,000 spirit stones.
Ji Wufeng sneered at magic weapons of this level. In his previous life, he had practiced a lot for thousands of years, including weapon refining. At his peak state, he could refine ninth-level top-grade spiritual weapons. However, just magic weapons were like rubbish in his eyes.
However, Qian Duoduo was very happy. Every time an item was sold at the auction, there was a 10% profit, which was equivalent to earning two thousand spiritual stones.
The next few items were all magic weapons, not of high grade, and the highest was only a second-level treasure. Ji Wufeng didn't even bother to take a second look.
However, a magic weapon appeared next, which made Ji Wufeng's eyes narrow.
Rather than saying it is a magic weapon, it is better to call it a fragment, because it is just a piece of pitch black iron.
As soon as the iron block appeared, everyone present sneered, but the auctioneer said: "Everyone, this magic weapon is incredible. It was obtained from the tomb of the ancient Immortal King and the Demon King. It is most likely a fragment of a sacred weapon!
"
In ancient times, there were many peerless powerful men. The Demon King was the most powerful man of the Demon Clan. It is possible that the funerary items in his tomb were at the level of holy weapons.
However, back then, the guardian gods of the four directions led the human race to fight against the creatures of all worlds in a fierce battle. Not only did the four gods fall, but many powerful men also died, and a large number of high-level magic weapons also collapsed.
There are less than ten pieces of sacred artifacts left, and each one has the majestic power of heaven and earth.
If this piece of iron is really a fragment of a sacred vessel, even if its aura is not there, it must still have charm.
But this piece of iron is just a piece of iron, and there is nothing surprising about it.
Ji Wufeng didn't see anything special, but his blood was a little restless, as if he had received some kind of induction.
"The starting price for the fragments of the sacred artifact is one hundred thousand spiritual stones," the auctioneer said loudly.
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was silent, and no one bid.
Qian Duoduo was very depressed. It was one hundred thousand, and after selling it, he would get a profit of ten thousand spiritual stones. It was just gone. He was very sad.
Suddenly a voice sounded in his ear: "One hundred thousand spiritual stones."
"Aha..."
Qian Duoduo was so excited that he almost jumped up, but when he saw clearly who the bidder was, he was almost too angry to be passed over. He beat his chest and stamped his feet and howled: "Prodigal son, prodigal son, damn, buy it for 100,000 spiritual stones."
A piece of scrap metal, you loser!" The little girl didn't believe it and said, "Just him? His fetal hair hasn't even faded yet."
Tian Mufeng's eyes were clear and he said: "It is precisely because of this that I think he is mysterious enough. His bone age is definitely no more than twelve years old, but he is able to refine such high-quality elixirs, comparable to a master of alchemy.
If he is not a genius in refining medicine, he must have a huge secret."
The little girl's eyes widened and she said, "What did you say? He refined these pills?"
Although these elixirs are not considered to be high-level, in terms of quality, the person who made them definitely has a master-level strength. .??.
A twelve-year-old alchemy master, no one would believe this.
"That's right, I've had someone check it. Although most of these elixirs were refined by Fu Baicao, Fu Baicao didn't have this level of skill before. It's a blessing to be able to refine elixirs of this quality.
After Wu Feng became my teacher."
How powerful is Tian Mufeng's energy? As long as he wants to investigate a person, he can find out everything in an instant. Ji Wufeng's actions are already under his control.
Immediately, Tian Mufeng said with sparkle in his eyes: "Although I am sure that his bone age is no more than twelve years old, his temperament and words and deeds are definitely more than that."
Yes, he was still just a child at the age of twelve, but Ji Wufeng didn't look like a child at all. He was neither humble nor overbearing when communicating with Tian Mufeng, and he was able to do it with ease. It was clear that he was an old monster who had experienced the world.
The little girl's expression suddenly changed and she said, "Grandpa, did you guess that he might..."
Tian Mufeng nodded and said: "I suspect that he is not the original body now, but a new body. But if it is just a pure reshaping of the body, and the bone age is not visible, the only possibility is that he has eaten the reincarnation pill.
.”
Reshaping the physical body is not impossible for cultivators. As long as the soul is strong and the best materials from heaven and earth are used, it can be done.
But after all, reshaping the physical body is only reshaping it on the original basis. Bone age cannot be changed, and powerful cultivators can see through it at a glance.
But Tian Mufeng couldn't see through Ji Wufeng, so the only possibility was that Ji Wufeng's current body was not reshaped, but a completely new body.
The reason why Tian Mufeng chose to believe in Ji Wufeng was precisely because of this, because he saw hope.
The little girl's mood suddenly became excited. Although for a cultivator, a hundred years old is still very young, but she still maintains the posture of a seven or eight-year-old. The misery in it is not something that others can understand.
However, Tian Mufeng said again: "But this guy is not a good person, and he has another purpose in contacting us."
When the little girl heard this, she immediately said angrily: "This little brat can tell he is dishonest at a glance. Since grandpa, you have seen through it, why do you still believe him?"
Tian Mufeng touched the little girl's head and said lovingly: "Lan'er, your matter is the only knot in my heart. As long as I can untie my knot, it doesn't matter whether I go to heaven or to earth. What's more, the mere Lingyuan Sect and the
Your grandfather hasn’t paid much attention to the Shadow Gate yet.”
The little girl's eyes turned red and she said, "Grandpa, Lan'er actually doesn't care anymore. Grandpa really doesn't need to pay so much."
"Hahaha……"
Tian Mufeng laughed and said: "You silly boy, you are my lifeblood, and I would risk my life for your grandpa."
The little girl suddenly lowered her head and said, "But grandpa, do you really not want to go back to Tianjia again?"
Tian Mufeng fell silent instantly, Xu
After a while, his eyes became extremely sharp and he said: "Of course I want it back. Grandpa will also help you get back everything that should belong to you."
A large number of pills were snapped up quickly, and Qian Duoduole grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears. In just a short time, he made at least nearly one million spiritual stones. He could not earn so much in a year before.
The auction officially started. Ji Wufeng walked out with a swaggering spirit stone card. Qian Duoduo asked in shock: "What are you doing here?"
Ji Wufeng chuckled and said: "I have made so much money, how can I do it without squandering it?"
Qian Duoduo curled his lips and said, "You really can't hide two ounces of sour oil in your belly."
The auctioneer appeared, and the first auction item appeared. It was a magic weapon, and it was an eighth-level magic weapon.
The levels of magic weapons are divided into magic weapons, precious weapons, spiritual weapons, holy weapons, and fairy weapons that only exist in legends. Each grade is divided into nine levels.
Eight-level magic weapons are very common in the world of cultivation, but in this wasteland on earth they are considered high-level treasures, starting from five thousand spirit stones.
Someone started bidding, and the final price was 20,000 spirit stones.
Ji Wufeng sneered at magic weapons of this level. In his previous life, he had practiced a lot for thousands of years, including weapon refining. At his peak state, he could refine ninth-level top-grade spiritual weapons. However, just magic weapons were like rubbish in his eyes.
However, Qian Duoduo was very happy. Every time an item was sold at the auction, there was a 10% profit, which was equivalent to earning two thousand spiritual stones.
The next few items were all magic weapons, not of high grade, and the highest was only a second-level treasure. Ji Wufeng didn't even bother to take a second look.
However, a magic weapon appeared next, which made Ji Wufeng's eyes narrow.
Rather than saying it is a magic weapon, it is better to call it a fragment, because it is just a piece of pitch black iron.
As soon as the iron block appeared, everyone present sneered, but the auctioneer said: "Everyone, this magic weapon is incredible. It was obtained from the tomb of the ancient Immortal King and the Demon King. It is most likely a fragment of a sacred weapon!
"
In ancient times, there were many peerless powerful men. The Demon King was the most powerful man of the Demon Clan. It is possible that the funerary items in his tomb were at the level of holy weapons.
However, back then, the guardian gods of the four directions led the human race to fight against the creatures of all worlds in a fierce battle. Not only did the four gods fall, but many powerful men also died, and a large number of high-level magic weapons also collapsed.
There are less than ten pieces of sacred artifacts left, and each one has the majestic power of heaven and earth.
If this piece of iron is really a fragment of a sacred vessel, even if its aura is not there, it must still have charm.
But this piece of iron is just a piece of iron, and there is nothing surprising about it.
Ji Wufeng didn't see anything special, but his blood was a little restless, as if he had received some kind of induction.
"The starting price for the fragments of the sacred artifact is one hundred thousand spiritual stones," the auctioneer said loudly.
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was silent, and no one bid.
Qian Duoduo was very depressed. It was one hundred thousand, and after selling it, he would get a profit of ten thousand spiritual stones. It was just gone. He was very sad.
Suddenly a voice sounded in his ear: "One hundred thousand spiritual stones."
"Aha..."
Qian Duoduo was so excited that he almost jumped up, but when he saw who the bidder was, he was almost too angry to be passed over. He beat his chest and stamped his feet and howled: "Prodigal son, prodigal son, damn, I'll buy it for 100,000 spiritual stones."
