Cultivate Immortals and Eternal Life Starting from a Fisherman

Chapter 181 Don't Be Afraid, I'm Not a Bad Person!
Nepal, Gard City.

Since the first auction was successfully held last time.

Here new airports, new hotels, and new entertainment facilities have all been built.

There is also a highway and a railway that have completed preliminary work, and only waiting for the funds to be available will hire a professional team from the East to start construction.

Thereby completely changing the embarrassing traffic environment in Gard City.

Under this series of changes, local people's support for exorcism temples is increasing day by day.

Even the local snakes who were still thinking about how to get a share of the pie, now obediently went to the temple with gifts and became devout believers.

In addition to these changes, after the auction ended, more people came to offer treasures mysteriously from all over the world.

They all heard from different channels that Mr. Huang and other registered disciples were willing to buy rare treasures that were not in the roster at high prices.

And it's not just about money, even Xianyuan is not unnegotiable.

Ever since, the person offering the treasure almost didn't cause the traffic in the factory area to be paralyzed.

Mr. Huang and the others were also very excited at the beginning.

It turns out that those sellers who are mysterious and treat their own things as treasures.

In other words, fame sounds bluffing. Self-introduction is either a folk collector who has been famous for many years, or his ancestors are celebrities.

Some even directly stated that their good things came from the palace through special channels.

As a result, the things that were brought out were either from last week or customized the night before.

There are even ones that are engraved on the bottom for microwave ovens and are considered heirlooms.

Mr. Huang and the others deeply felt the rich and interesting diversity among individuals in the human species.

There was no other way, Mr. Huang and the others had no choice but to find an organization.

A group of experts with a scale of [-] people was invited to sit on the front line for screening.

After the quality is guaranteed, these monks who are half-transcendent at any rate will take care of the eyes.

This reduced the workload, and also kicked out a lot of people who wanted to hit the big luck.

Naturally, as these people left with wounded hearts, rumors emerged in many circles that Mr. Huang and others were a group of liars.

It's just that the real extraordinary power is there, and those who have real things in their hands will naturally ignore the wailing of those folk collectors.

As there are enough people who come to offer treasures, the number will increase.

From the roster that Su Ping gave at the beginning, a few items really appeared.

After Mr. Huang and the others confirmed that the thing was really reacting through the magic power in their bodies, they also gave rewards or promises readily.

In addition, there were a few things that Mr. Huang and the others found interesting but could not be sure of, so they quickly kept them and waited for Su Ping's identification.

Su Ping turned into a rat Taoist.

Buried in the cave in the pot, summoned Mr. Huang and the others.

The six Mr. Huang appeared in the residence on the top of the mountain with ease, and after drinking a cup of hot tea brought by the catgirls.

Refreshingly reported to Su Ping what he had gained during this period.

Of course, the gaps in time and space that appeared in the Bangzi Kingdom and the Sakura Kingdom, as well as the extraordinary appearance of Dao mentioned in the latest information they received from friendly parties are indispensable.

Taoist Rat smiled slightly after hearing this, and said:

"Relax, most of those transcendent old men know each other. Even though they are not on the same side as me, they are not enemies."

"Moreover, the world of practice has been in constant turmoil recently, and there are troubled times everywhere!"

"Okay, it's useless to you and me if you don't say it."

"Take it out and let me see what those interesting things are."

Rat Taoist shook his head and got to the point.

Mr. Huang quickly took out a large wooden box from the storage bag.

After opening it, Su Ping knew why these registered disciples were not sure.

It is different from the natural materials and earth treasures in the brochure that look like raw materials.

Everything in this wooden box is processed.

Palm-sized, a strange-looking bronze statue with a big head and a small body that does not conform to modern aesthetics.

A volume of court paintings that is not very famous but uses a lot of materials.

And some antique utensils with many decorations.

These things are genuine antiques, and they are real things that have been valuable in ancient times.

Therefore, the probability of having good things on them is much higher than that of ordinary works of art.

After all, the ancients also knew how to distinguish between good and bad things like Tiancaidibao, but they had no mana and no aura in the environment.

The ancients who could not bring out the true role of these treasures could only tend to play their ornamental role, using them as accessories of artworks or even precious pigments...

With just a glance, Su Ping confirmed that some of the pigments on the scroll should be some kind of precious refining material, star silver stone.

In the world of cultivating immortals, this is a good thing that all the golden elixir bosses will fight for.

It can be used as an auxiliary material for baby embryos.

If it is known that it is used as paint by mortals.

As a result, the paintings they drew are not yet famous... It is estimated that they will have the idea of ​​destroying the country!
Su Ping's consciousness wrapped the scroll, and gently raised his right hand.

The useful things in the scroll were separated from the paper and submerged in the spiritual storage device in Su Ping's sleeve.

Then the consciousness left the scroll and submerged into those antiques.

In just a few breaths, Mr. Huang and the others saw tiny shiny particles flying out of these antiques and sinking into the sleeves of the Rat Taoist.

In the end, Taoist Rat grabbed the bronze statue with his own hands, hesitated and said:
"Other items have very few usable items, which affects your mana."

"But this bronze statue...is nothing strange in its entirety."

"It's because of being infected with a certain strange object for too long that it has a certain mana reaction, making you mistake it for a treasure."

"interesting!"

"Is the original owner of this thing still there?"

Hearing Taoist Rat's question, Mr. Huang lowered his head and smiled and said:
"Master, don't worry, these people have been arranged. If Master needs us, we can ask in person at any time."

"No, it's important, I'll go and see for myself."

Taoist Mouse chuckled, and after a few more instructions, he waved off the registered disciples.

Then he played with the bronze statue in amazement, and faintly suspected that he might find some natural treasures comparable to ice and heavy water.

Although Shui Lanxing has no aura, there are surprises waiting for him.

And more importantly, the surprises on this planet... all belong to me alone!

On the outskirts of Gard City, next to the road near the factory in the suburbs.

Inside the newly built hotel.

Zhang Pingan sat cross-legged on the bed, breathing air silently.

His family has been lay Buddhists of Taoism for generations, and has passed down several books on the method of breathing and breathing.

There is even a book of magical techniques passed down.

It can be regarded as a well-educated family.

However, before the mysterious incident broke out, Zhang Pingan, as the only son of the younger generation, preferred to study science rather than practice Taoism.

And relying on his extremely high talent, after graduating from a top university ahead of schedule, he became a member of the Young Scholars Program.

Then, the continuous emergence of mysterious incidents, especially the major incidents in the country of cherry blossoms, awakened Zhang Ping'an and made him decide to go home to practice.

After a period of time, Zhang Ping'an faintly discovered that their generation and the older generation... seemed to be cultivating fake immortals!
I didn’t think so before, but I’m afraid of comparison in everything, right?
This also made Zhang Ping'an firm in his determination to seek the truth.

He had been to Mount Emei, and after learning that the mountain was closed, he decided not to take the usual route. As a result, he was caught and locked up for a day before going up to Jinding, and then released.

He had also been to Bangzi Country, and found that the church was smoky and smoky, and it was simply a trick of ghosts and gods.

Feeling that there was no need for that place, he returned home again, and learned the family tradition of Tuna fluently.

He was suddenly called back by his ancestors.

But the ancestor was ill, very seriously ill.

Then on the hospital bed, I met some old fellow Taoists who came to see him.

From their mouths, I learned about the recent events and the affairs that Mr. Huang and others in Nepal are doing.

Therefore, the desire to survive led him to recruit his grandson Zhang Ping'an, and asked him to bring his family treasures to Nilpa to try his luck.

After making Zhang Pingan donate the bronze statue, he was arranged to live in the VIP room.

Ding Dong!

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Interrupted Zhang Pingan's breathing practice.

Zhang Pingan frowned slightly.

Ever since he was assigned to the VIP room, he has met various people who came to him.

There are those who seek relationships, those who rely on favors, and those who are rich and powerful, and they just want to pay a lot of money to buy him a promise.

Zhang Pingan refused all of this.

He came to the door, did not open the door but pressed the call and coughed softly:
"It's late, I don't accept visits anymore, please come back..."

"Come back, please? This is not acceptable!"

Zhang Ping'an had just finished speaking and was about to turn off the call when he heard an old voice.

Then, without waiting for him to do anything else.

With a click, Zhang Ping'an widened his eyes and realized that the door was just... opened!
Then, the aisle in front of him was filled with black air.

The black energy surged until an old man in black robes with a cane came out.

Only then did the black air quiet down.

At the same time, the door will automatically close.

However, the black air continued to enter the room through the crack in the door.

In just a few seconds, the bare feet were already submerged in black air.

"Old Taoist Bone Burial Rat, I have seen my little brother."

"Don't be afraid, the old man is not a bad person."

Taoist Rat came uninvited, and after saying hello, he pulled Zhang Pingan back to the living room with his magical powers, and sat facing each other.

Feeling the involuntary fear, Zhang Ping'an looked at the Taoist dressed as a cultivator in front of him.

He had planned to speak to Mr. Huang and the others in his heart, but now he didn't dare to say a word.

He kept swallowing, but he still couldn't stop looking at the black air permeating the ground, and faintly felt that the place where his body was in contact with the black air was icy cold, and he could feel the cold air intruding into his body, which made him more panicky.

"This is Boss Huang's territory. I was invited to live here by their invitation."

Zhang Pingan gritted his teeth, and moved out Mr. Huang, hoping to deter this black-robed old man of unknown origin.

But soon he heard the answer that shocked him:

"I know, I just heard Xiao Huang and the others mention you, so I came here to take a look."

"I forgot to introduce it carefully."

Su Ping looked at Zhang Ping'an who was fidgeting, and said in a low voice:
"This seat!"

"It is the master of the few people in your mouth!"

(End of this chapter)