President’s Exclusive Alchemist

Although Ming Wuxiang had a good start in Wenhua Street, the luck that followed was just so-so.Walking past the stalls on Wenhua Street, the released spiritual consciousness only scanned three objects with faint aura fluctuations.

Two jade pendants, one is a bell without clang.Yupei gave Ming Wuxiang a good feeling. However, Ming Wuxiang lowered his head to play with the baby's fist in his hand, and the bell was engraved with strange runes.

"Is there a problem with this bell?"

Although other people wondered how Ming Wuxiang spent a thousand yuan to buy a bell without a bell, but the stall owner was also a great man, such a small bell that could not ring, he dared to make a price of 100,000.

After seeing Ming Wuxiang interested, all kinds of smallpox dragons and phoenix brag about the origin of this little bell, and almost describe this little bell as a fairy item.

The stall owner played so hard that Ming Wuxiang had a more ruthless counter-offer. Even Li Jiahua was surprised that Ming Wuxiang had such a sharp time.

Gu Tang saw Li Jiahua and the others squatting next to the stall, and followed Xiaobai to study the bronze coins, and asked Ming Wuxiang in a low voice.

Gu Tang is different from the others. When he first saw this bell, he felt very uncomfortable. It felt like the previous magic repairman who abolished his legs, but the bell was compared That magic repair made him feel even colder.

After seeing Ming Wuxiang holding the bell like this, I was a little worried that the bell that made him feel uncomfortable would be harmful to Ming Wuxiang.

Gu Tang's uncomfortable reaction to the bell could not be noticed by Ming Wuxiang.However, having had previous experiences, Gu Tang would react to this bell, and Ming Wuxiang was not surprised at all.

As for Gu Tang's worries, it was a trivial matter to Ming Wuxiang, a cultivator in the later stage of Qi refining.

Ming Wuxiang did not sell Guanzi, nodded, "This bell is quite interesting."

Seeing Gu Tang also provoked curiosity by himself, he explained with a smile: "This bell should be a black item that has just been unearthed, and it should be placed directly above the coffin of the tomb owner to suppress the tomb owner. Evil weapon."

Hearing that the bell was a black item, Gu Tang's expression had not changed, but when he heard Ming Wuxiang's next explanation, his brows frowned.

Gu Tang didn't know what the evil weapon was, but hearing the name still gave him a feeling, he knew that this bell was not a good thing.

Seeing the worry in Gu Tang's eyes, Ming Wuxiang patted him amusedly on the shoulder, "Don't worry, this kind of evil weapon, the Dao Master can stab a large piece of it with a single finger."

Evil weapon, this name sounds scary, but it still belongs to the category of ordinary artifacts, and it is of little use to the monks.But of course, in this world in the Age of Doom, even the ordinary artifacts can be cherished by the monks.

"I don't know who the fateful tomb robber was able to take this bell out of the tomb and put it on the street stall in Wenhua Street for sale. For everyone's safety, it is better not to let the bell circulate outside."

Although Ming Wuxiang didn't think he was a good person, he saw such a weapon that had a great deal of damage to ordinary people and placed it so casually. Since he encountered it, he would definitely not let it do evil again.

The previous stall owner who sold the bell, Ming Wuxiang had noticed his complexion, and his spirit had been corroded by the evil spirit on the bell. Fortunately, the contact time was not long, or even Ming Wuxiang took the bell away. , Even if the stall owner doesn't fall into a sickness, mental problems will arise.

Don't look at the stall owner who offered one hundred thousand, but he also sold it for one thousand.In this business, how can he not feel keen, especially he should know that there is a problem with the source of this goods, so under the vague reminder of Ming Wuxiang, the stall owner immediately removed the problematic commodity.

As for whether the buyer, Ming Wuxiang, will something bad happen to this kind of evil bell, it has nothing to do with him.

The money and goods are clear, don't blame the cold-blooded stall owner, the bell is clearly intended to be bought, and he is not forcing the other party.

Although evil weapons are dangerous to ordinary people, they are quite attractive to Feng Shui masters and monks, especially magic repairs.

If you can find a place full of devilish or bloody resentment, such as ancient battlefields or mass graves, and place the evil weapon there for a period of time, there is a good chance that the evil weapon can be reborn. , Become a spiritual weapon.

Ming Wuxiang wouldn't do such things anymore, even if he became a magic weapon, he was a magic weapon.But he wouldn't care about it, who knew if he would encounter a devil with a pit of brain and directly use his life to conceive this evil weapon.

You must know that this is faster, and after becoming a magic weapon, it will be more powerful.

By the way, Ming Wuxiang also talked to Gu Tang about how to use this evil bell to turn it into a magic weapon.If it was someone else, Ming Wuxiang would of course not dare to tell the other person about such things. Who knows if those demonic cultivators would know it, then it was his sin.

If the bell was in Ming Wuxiang's hand, if it could be personified, it would definitely be a little poor shivering. It was really Ming Wuxiang's aura that was too strong to be a demon at all.Not only Ming Wuxiang, Gu Tang standing next to Ming Wuxiang, the breath that exudes from his body makes Bell feel like facing a natural enemy, afraid of death, OK!

Ming Wuxiang played the bell and threw the bell into the white jade space, thinking whether to find time to expel the evil spirit from the bell. How can I say that this bell is also an ordinary artifact with good materials, after expelling the evil spirit, then toss For a moment, it may be able to make it a spiritual weapon.

Although Ming Wuxiang said that the evil spirit on the bell had no effect on him, Gu Tang was relieved when he saw Ming Wuxiang put the bell away.

Ming Wuxiang took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was half past ten, and the summer auction started at eleven. They walked from here to the Nanling Auction House on Wangfu Road.

"Yixing, Jiahua, Dongzi, time is almost up, we are going to the summer auction."

When Ming Wuxiang shouted, Yi Xing finally got all kinds of mess from the stalls, looking at the products that looked like antiques but looked like fakes and got their attention back.

"It's time so soon?" In other words, they didn't feel how long they were in Wenhua Street.

Ming Wuxiang shrugged, it can only be said to be easy, they are happy without knowing the time has passed.

"Strange, why didn't Brother Xing call us?" Li Jiahua, who was attracted by the dazzling array of merchandise on Wenhua Street, finally remembered the Xing Aofeng who almost ordered a scent with him last night and worshipped the handle.

In other words, is their brotherhood really not plastic?

Many plastics didn't know. When Li Jiahua took out his cell phone, he didn't know when he mute it when he saw it. The cell phone showed that Xing Aofeng had made 20 missed calls to him.

Li Jiahua felt that he was a little bad, and at this moment, Xing Aofeng's 21st call came.

This time, Li Jiahua immediately pressed the connect button when the phone rang. As soon as the other party heard the call connected, he immediately opened fire without waiting for Li Jiahua to apologize.

"Where are you guys!"

Xing Aofeng's voice not only buzzed Li Jiahua's ears, but the other side of Ming Wu and others could hear Xing Aofeng's loud voice.

It's really not to blame Xing Aofeng for being so anxious, Xing Aofeng, a night owl, rarely gets up before nine o'clock, because he still remembers going to the summer auction at 11 o'clock today.

When he packed himself up and called Li Jiahua, Li Jiahua's cell phone didn't know how to mute it, so no one was found.

No one answered the phone, Xing Aofeng thought that Li Jiahua hadn't woken up yet. As for why he didn't find Gu Tang, who was more familiar, to mention this Xing Liu Shaoqi that he had liver pain.Gu Tang actually said that he didn't want to be disturbed, so he didn't tell him his current mobile phone number.

by!Is he the kind of person who would leak Gu Tang's phone casually!

However, no matter how Xing Aofeng blows up his hair, Gu Tang just refuses to give him his cell phone number. As for Ming Wuxiang, Xing Aofeng clearly feels that Ming Wuxiang's character should be soft and talkative.It's just reality that tells him how can someone who can attract Gu Tang's attention be soft and cute!

In the end, Xing Aofeng only got Li Jiahua's mobile phone number, because he heard Li Jiahua say that Ming Wuxiang was born with him and lived in the same village.Xing Aofeng thought, with Li Jiahua here, are you afraid you can't find Gu Tang's nest?

However, when Xing Aofeng ran to the hotel where Ming Wuxiang and the others were staying, the front desk staff of the hotel told him that Gu Tang had already checked out.

When I called Li Jiahua again, there was still no one connected. If it wasn't for these guys who were all adults, Xing Aofeng would like to report the missing person, okay...

If you go out to play and don't find him, the most important thing is that he can't find anyone, so Xing Aofeng doesn't turn into a roaring emperor.

Li Jiahua, who was snarled by Xing Aofeng, could only face bitterly, and while enduring his ears to be tortured, he coaxed the roaring emperor Xing Aofeng with a good voice.

As for the Ming Wuxiang onlookers, I'm sorry, Xing Aofeng called Li Jiahua, and they wouldn't get involved.

As the so-called dead Dao friends do not die poor Dao, under the accusation of Li Jiahua's bitter gaze, they are really plastic emotions.

Finally, Xing Aofeng calmed down and told him by the way that they were in Wenhua Street, and they would meet at the intersection of Wenhua Street.

Putting away the hot phone, Li Jiahua tremblingly pointed at Ming Wuxiang and the others, the tone of his speech was really sad to hear and tears.

"How can you leave me to Brother Xing to torture me and watch the show without saying a word!"

Don't say that there is no easy way, even Dong Zhiming shrugged helplessly at Li Jiahua, who was very resentful.

"Brother Xing is looking for you." The subtext is, whoever is to pick up the pot.

"..." The boat of friendship still capsized!

"Puff...cough cough." Xiaobai, who had been watching the crowd, saw that Li Jiahua was so angry that he was about to turn his belly, and finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Fortunately, I quickly realized that I was not kind enough to laugh, so I immediately pressed down the smile.

Remembering what I had said before, I kindly broke the topic, "You are going to the summer auction held by Nanling Auction House next time?"

"Yes, Xiaobai will go too?"

Xiaobai nodded, "I'm an accompany, I have a haircut to go."

"Just right, we can go together."

The time is indeed almost up, and Xiaobai did not refuse. Although the characters of Li Jiahua and others, although Xiaobai has not been in contact for a long time, overall the senses are good.

Xiaobai, who was young, was waiting at the intersection of Wenhua Street.When Ming Wuxiang and his party walked to the intersection of Wenhua Street, they saw a young man with a bag on his toes, looking left and right, and then, as if he had found something, his eyes lit up and he walked quickly to Ming Wuxiang and the others. While walking.

Looking at the young man's appearance, Xiaobai's hair should be small without asking.However, when Ming Wu quite saw the young man, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Today he is so lucky, he really doesn't know what to say.