Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

"Master, it's great that you're back!" The second daughter knelt in front of Murong Fu, looking a little excited.

"Haha, you don't think I was killed, do you?" Murong Fu laughed.

Xiao Rong explained: "The thirteenth floor is too dangerous, it's the first time we've heard of someone going up there, so..."

"Haha, let you two little girls worry about it." Murong Fu looked at the two little girls and brought them back to Swallow Pier when he was about to leave.

"Master, it's almost time, we should go to the auction." Xiaorong reminded thoughtfully.

"Let's go." There was no one around Murong Fu, so he could only get along with these two little girls, and the three of them became tigers to help.

It's just that he just went out, and happened to meet Chu Liuxiang and the other five.

"Yo, brother Fu, are you out?" Hu Tiehua leaned up to him cheaply, winked at Murong Fu and said, "How do you feel?"

"Hey, you don't understand what it means." Murong Fu deliberately played mysteriously to stimulate the other party.

Sure enough, Hu Tiehua's eyes glowed blue, and he wanted to ask again.

"Okay, old Hu, let's stop asking, let's go to the auction first." Chu Liuxiang also walked over and bowed to Murong Fu.

"Let's go, let's go." Hu Tiehua suddenly remembered that Chu Liuxiang didn't dare to delay because of important matters.

But he is still not willing to let Murong Fu go, he still asks questions along the way.

Soon, everyone came to the venue of the auction.

Only then did they realize that there were [-] people who came here to participate in the auction.

In the middle of the venue, Huajing Yinmeng was dressed in white clothes like a dazzling star, and gave Murong Fu a small wink:

"Everyone, the auspicious time has come, and the auction begins."

Chapter 117: The Sutra of Casting Alchemy

"Do you have so many people in every auction?" Murong Fu called Guanshi Sui and asked.

Steward Sui was also a little dazed, and shook his head: "Forgive me, this is the first time for me to be narrow-minded."

"Brother Fu? But what's wrong?" Chu Liuxiang glanced at the guest and asked.

Murong Fu shook his head calmly: "It's nothing."

Everyone didn't ask any more questions when they saw this, they all looked at Huajing Yinmeng.

Hu Tiehua refrained from praising: "This island owner's wife is really watery, I'm afraid Brother Fu didn't water less today."

"Brother Hu, don't talk nonsense, the wife of the island owner is beautiful."

Murong Fu smiled lightly, looking down, a beautiful woman brought the first lot, opened the red cloth on it, revealing a blue silk soft armor.

"Everyone, this blue silk soft armor is made of refined iron. It can't be cut by swords and has a very good effect on defending against enemies." Huajing Yinmeng introduced.

Li Hongxiu analyzed: "The blue silk soft armor is really good, but it can't defend against the damage of true qi. He still thinks that if it is used by a first-class master, it will not be effective after reaching the master."

"Unexpectedly, brother Chu's confidant knows a lot." Murong Fu admired.

"Hehe, my little girl usually likes to study some things in the Jianghu, and she knows a little about various sects, weapons, and unique skills." Li Hongxiu said bluntly.

Murong Fu opened his eyes and was a little surprised, the little girl said in a serious tone, deliberately making things difficult: "I don't know girl, can you tell who I am from?"

"Mr. Fu is mysterious. He seems to have everything in mind, which gives people a domineering feeling."

"If it's not that the little girl is ignorant, then there is only one possibility..." Li Hongxiu stared into Murong Fu's eyes and said, "It is that the young master changed his name to hide his real name."

"Hehe, amazing, amazing, just get along with her for a few days, and she almost understands me." Murong Fu was taken aback, he really didn't expect this girl to be smart.

"Oh? It turns out that Brother Fu hid his real name. No wonder I couldn't remember that there is someone like Brother Fu in Jianghu." Chu Liuxiang said with a smile, not surprised.

Murong Fu bowed to Chu Liuxiang: "Brother Chu, please don't blame me for the concealment."

"Brother Fu, there's no need to be like this. People in the world always have a lot of helplessness." Chu Liuxiang shook his head, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Murong Fu didn't explain any more, and continued to look towards the middle of the venue.

Unexpectedly, within a few words, seven lots were sold.

"Everyone, the next lot is an ancient book called Zhu Dan Jing. The exact year is unknown. It mainly tells how the ancients made alchemy." Huajing Yinmeng elegantly typed the ancient book and read a few words of the table of contents.

"When the sky is clear, the earth is peaceful, the valleys are full, and people live forever."

"The universe is the gate of Yi, the parent of all the hexagrams. Kanli Kuangkuo, the axis of the hub, and the four hexagrams of male and female are thought to be 橐龠."

...

Murong Fu didn't feel anything at first, but when Huajing dreamed about the general outline, the real energy in his dantian actually circulated, and he thought to himself:

"It's strange, why is the thing she recited similar to the Little Wuxiang Gong, which seems to be a Taoist skill?"

"Could it be possible to refine this thing, the elixir used by the gods in ancient times?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel urgent.

If he can really refine the elixir, can he become an immortal and live forever like the ancient immortals?

"Everyone has a low price of 1 taels of silver, please!"

Following Huajing Yinmeng's words, the scene became lively.

A fat man asked the price cheerfully: "1000 taels."

"3 taels!" A middle-aged Taoist priest in Taoist robes shouted.

Afterwards, a young man who seemed to be suffering from tuberculosis also followed suit.

The scene was suddenly heated up by the three people, and even if they didn't like the book, the others followed suit.

However, a monk with a fat head and big ears shook his body and shouted: "30!"

His call directly doubled the auction price several times.

Except for the Taoist priest who frowned, everyone else was taken aback.

"Hey, are all monks so rich now?" Hu Tiehua joked.

"Tch, maybe this monk is a trustee." Song Tian'er said with contempt.

"50 taels!"