After Pingfan found an inn to check in, he couldn't wait to come to the room and took out the purple bamboo slip from the storage bag.

As soon as Zizhu Jian started to hand, a cold and slippery touch came into the palm of his hand, and he opened it cautiously, and the object was three ancient big characters - Materia Medica.

Looking at this familiar ancient Chinese text, he was so excited that he almost burst into tears, as if he had seen his relatives all of a sudden, which made him unable to calm down for a long time.

"It's really ancient Chinese writing, it's great, haha!"

Ordinary people were ecstatic in their hearts, and they couldn't wait to open the purple bamboo slip and start watching.

"Okay! This not only records the spiritual herbs of the immortal cultivation world, but also the experience and prescription of how to refine the pill, this is so suitable for me, haha!"

Ordinary people were ecstatic while looking at the content in the purple bamboo slips.

Demon Yuan Fruit, growing in the wild forest, is a spiritual grass fruit, the demon beast likes it, sleepiness after eating, can help advancement, pity, repeated food is invalid.

"It turns out that the demon yuan fruit that Xiao Diao eats can help the demon beast advance, so it sees! In this way, Xiao Diao's opportunity has arrived! Haha! Great, with this herbal record, I can become an alchemy master in the future, I really came here." ”

Ping Fan carefully flipped through the purple bamboo slips, and memorized all the words in his mind, with his five-fold cultivation of the Qi Gathering Mirror, his memory was quite amazing, and he would not forget every word as long as he glanced at it.

In less than an hour, Ping Fan finished reading all the contents of the entire bamboo slip, but when he saw the end, he was a little disappointed.

"It's a pity, there's no record of how it came to this world, and you have to find it slowly by yourself in the future!"

Ping Fan sighed, but he was not discouraged, since there are one and two, I can't say that he will find something related to Huaxia in the future, and when the time comes, he will be able to find a way to go to the earth.

Closing the purple bamboo slip, the ordinary brow couldn't help frowning, and he always felt that there was something wrong with this purple bamboo slip. Opened the purple bamboo slip again, and with a thought, he swept his divine sense into the purple bamboo slip, and then let out a sound of surprise.

"Strange! I always think that there is more to this book than that. ”

Ping Fan picked up the purple bamboo slip and looked inside and out, and found that the braided ropes at both ends were intact, not like they had been cut or damaged.

But he just had a feeling that this purple bamboo slip had been touched, but he couldn't find the reason, and in the end, he sighed helplessly, thinking that he might have felt something wrong, so he didn't think about it anymore.

"I don't want to, I'd better understand the content first. ”

Ordinary meditation calms the mind, and begins to comprehend the alchemy techniques and recipes described in the Materia Medica.

In a luxury inn less than two streets away from the ordinary, an old man and a young man were talking about something.

"Young Master Mingyuan, I found someone to secretly check the person in the No. 5 private room, he came with Wang Changsheng, the grandson of the second elder of Fang City, according to the spies, this person seems to be ordinary, just like a mortal, but Wang Changsheng respects him as a senior, I guess he should be a monk in the Jindan period......"

The old man paused, and then said with some embarrassment: "It's just that this kid has a mysterious origin, and he doesn't look like our local immortal cultivator, the old slave is really ashamed, and he can't find out where his roots are for a while." ”

The old man's name is Xin Jue, he is a great monk in the early stage of Jindan, and in his early years, after the defeat with the head of the Ming family, he became a slave of the Ming family, and finally became the protector of the young patriarch of the Ming family, Ming Yuan.

"Uncle Xin, can't even your strength see through his cultivation?"

Mingyuan looked at Xin Jue with a puzzled gaze, he didn't believe that an ordinary person younger than his age would cultivate to the point where even a Jindan stage monk couldn't see through it, wouldn't that be an old monster?

Xin Jue shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

"Maybe there is some hidden treasure on his body, but according to the old slave's guess, he should be a Jindan stage monk. ”

"You're so sure, wouldn't it be a foundation building monk dressed up?"

"No, according to the report of the spy, that kid had made a move once in the Xianyun Pill Pharmacy at that time, and that divine sense coercion was obviously something that the Jindan Monk could have, and this was confirmed by the clerk in the Xianyun Pill Pharmacy. Xin Jue said.

"Well, since he is a great monk of the Jindan period, then we can't do it, but you go and monitor his movements, I want to see if he can really understand the book of herbs. Mingyuan's face was decisive.

"Young master, I can ask someone to do this, you have a third-level demon pill today, I am careful that someone will have a covetous heart, or safety is the priority. Xin Jue persuaded.

"Okay then! I'm going to bother Uncle Xin tonight. ”

The moon and stars are scarce, and the autumn wind is bleak.

In the backyard of Luocang Auction House, a woman with a bewitching figure ~ Rao was drinking tea under the moon, and a handsome young man sat opposite her, looking leisurely and complacent.

"Bishan, you did a good job at this auction, you say, how should I give you a reward?" ”

"Childe is polite, this is what I should do, there is no need for a reward, but I am a little curious, why did Childe suddenly come to Luocang Auction House this time, what makes me even more puzzled is Childe's purple bamboo slip, what is it? Can you tell Bi Shan one or two. ”

Qin Bishan still hasn't understood that someone is really willing to buy this ordinary mortal bamboo slip at a high price, if it weren't for the fact that the son in front of her is the master behind their auction house, she would never have accepted this lot before.

"I don't know about this.,It's something I got by accident.,I haven't figured it out for many years.,So I want to find someone who can solve it.,But this time I don't know if this person thinks it's fun.,Or can you really solve it.,It's really exciting!"

The man's eyes were deep and calm, as if he had sold this purple bamboo slip many times.

"I see, it seems that Childe has already tried many people, what is Childe going to do this time?"

Qin Bishan's face was pale, and she was not surprised by such a thing, many of the lots in their auction house were of unknown origin, and they often did things to rob buyers. Whoever encounters it can only be regarded as unlucky.

"This time, we are not in a hurry to make a move, and we will wait to observe it first, lest we snatch him back before we understand his true intentions, and let us work in vain. The man said lightly.

"It's still Childe's foresight, anyway, we have made a divine sense mark on this purple bamboo slip, even if the buyer runs out of the Dongzhou territory, we can still recover it, but I remind Childe, today he came with Wang Changsheng, the grandson of the second elder of Luocangfang City, Bi Shan doesn't know if he has anything to do with Elder Wang Mao, it is better to investigate first, so as not to have more trouble." ”

As the head of the auction house, she knew everyone who entered and exited the auction house well, at that time, Ping Fan entered with Wang Changsheng, and was specially arranged in the No. 5 VIP room, which was easy to find.

"Don't worry, I don't care about this Wang Mao yet, if we don't want to expose the strength behind Luo Cang Auction House too early, a small Luo Cangfang City, I can destroy him with a wave of my hand. ”

The man's voice was cold, unhappy or angry, as if it was as simple as killing a fly.

Qin Bishan looked up at the moon, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes, she believed that the person who bought the purple bamboo slip was afraid that there would be no future, although she didn't know the ordinary, but she still sighed a little in her heart.

(To be continued)