Xianyang City.

A five-star hotel.

When Xu Fu returned to his residence, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and as soon as he entered the door, he took out Tsukidan and checked it.

The Zhuji Dan is just an ordinary pill used by monks to build a foundation in the primeval spirit world, but it is different on the earth, and in today's earth, resources are scarce, and even if there is a unilateral party, it may not be able to find the spiritual grass that refines the Zhuji Dan.

The Zhuji Dan in Xu Fu's hand was more than 2,000 years ago, and before it soared, he searched the entire surrounding area of Huaxia Kingdom, as well as various islands in the East China Sea and the South China Sea, before finding materials to refine it.

Of course, in the previous life, Xu Fu's insight was impossible to have a unilateral Zhuji Dan, and the reason why he was able to refine that bottle of Zhuji Dan was completely dependent on his master, Guiguzi.

"I don't know where Master is now, has he become an immortal?"

"And that Ying Zheng's coffin turned out to be empty, could it be that Ying Zheng has also embarked on the road of cultivation?"

Looking at the medicine bottle in his hand, Xu Fu was confused for a while, "I really didn't expect that the pill I refined more than two thousand years ago will return to my hands today." ”

He reached out and opened the cap.

Immediately, a strong scent of elixir spread.

"Well, it's still the original recipe, and it's still a familiar taste. Xu Fu sniffed the scent of medicine in the air and smiled with satisfaction.

Well?

Looking at the Tsukidan in the bottle, Xu Fu was stunned for a moment.

The original Tsukidan looked black and shiny, but the one in front of him was a little gray. Although it was said that when he was refining this pill back then, he barely reached the grade of a medium-grade pill, but it was not so bad in quality.

The pill has been left for too long and has it gone bad?

Xu Fu trembled slightly and lifted the pill bottle up under his nose, he was very nervous now, if this Zhuji Dan couldn't be used, it would be troublesome.

The surface color of the pill in front of me is uneven, some places are black, some places are gray, it is obvious that it is because it has been left for a long time.

However, although the color is a little faded, it still looks vibrant, not like a waste pill.

Moreover, after the pill is taken closely, you can still smell a strong medicinal fragrance.

There will be no medicinal fragrance in the waste pill, Xu Fu carefully checked it again, and finally determined that this pill was only stored for too long, and some of the medicinal power has evaporated.

Now this pill is equivalent to the quality of the inferior Zhuji Dan.

"What a blessing!"

After confirming that this elixir could still be used, the stone in Xu Fu's heart finally landed.

Although this elixir was not perfect, he could completely offset this part of the flaw with his cultivation experience.

The next day.

Xu Fu, who was in a good mood, knocked on Zhang Junmi's room.

"I'm going out, do you want to go along?"

"Good. ”

Zhang Junmi picked up her backpack, closed the door, and followed behind Xu Fu.

Originally, Xu Fu just wanted to go around the homeland of Xianyang, but when he checked the map last night, he found that there was an antique city, so he became interested.

Xianyang City, a famous historical and cultural city in China, the ancient capital of several dynasties, has produced countless historical and cultural celebrities and buried countless heroes. Therefore, antiques are often found here, and over time, an antique trading market was born.

"Let's go to the antique city. Xu Fu said to Zhang Junmi.

Zhang Junmi frowned, nodded slightly, and followed Xu Fu into a Volkswagen shared car.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at a particularly spacious gate with five big characters written on the gate: "Xianyang Antique City".

Xu Fu opened the car door and walked directly into the gate.

There used to be some famous antiquities here, so many people came here to look for treasures and wanted to pick up the slack.

In the crowd, Xu Fu walked leisurely.

From time to time, passers-by and stall owners would look at Xu Fu and Zhang Junmi, their eyes full of curiosity.

Xu Fu ran the Soul Devouring Holy Technique, released wisps of true qi, and calmly walked through the stalls and facades, he was a little disappointed, he didn't feel any artifacts exuding spiritual energy at all.

Actually, most of the fakes here. It's just that people always have a fluke mentality, thinking that they can break out with luck and find the real thing.

Xu Fu and Zhang Junmi, the two young people, seemed a little out of place. It's like two chickens in a flock of ducks.

"Boss, how much does this knife cost?" Xu Fu stood in front of a stall and picked up a rusty horizontal knife.

The stall owner was an old man with glasses in his sixties and seventies, and when he heard the question, he raised his glasses, squinted his eyes, and said, "Young man, you know the goods very well! This knife is more than a thousand years old, it's real!"

"It seems that the old man thought the knife was fake. The corners of Xu Fu's mouth twitched, and he said, "I don't care if it's true or not, but I like the shape of this knife very much." ”

The old man looked at the horizontal knife that Xu Fu was holding in his hand: "Haha, the young man is very interesting, I bought this from a gold seeker for two thousand yuan, if you like it, I will sell you two thousand two hundred yuan, two hundred yuan is counted as my hard work." ”

After Xu Fu listened, he directly opened his mobile phone and swiped 2,200 yuan to the other party.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, several people suddenly gathered around.

"Young man, I still have a sword here, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, only a thousand yuan. ”

"You're from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period?!Bullshit! I'm from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. ”

When these people saw that Xu Fu had bought the old man's rusty knife that no one had bought for several years, they immediately judged that Xu Fu was wronged, and they picked up things and sold them to Xu Fu.

"Go away!" Zhang Junmi scolded, with a trembling momentum in his tone.

Hearing this aura of stopping, the salesman suddenly froze, with a hint of jealousy in their eyes, looked at each other, turned around and left.

Looking at Xu Fu's back as he walked away, the old man couldn't help grinning, he had been selling this rusty knife for a few years, and it was completely used as a sundry.

"This knife should be a high-grade mortal weapon. Xu Fu, who returned to the car, watched with a horizontal knife in his hand.

Running to the antique city early in the morning to buy an old fake knife, Zhang Junmi looked at Xu Fu who was observing the horizontal knife, and was puzzled.