"Hey, why are these junk things...!"
His eyes also scanned the surrounding area. Yan Wu's mustache trembled slightly and he couldn't help but exclaimed, "It's broken! I must have been in a hurry to go out today and accidentally picked up the wrong one. What should I do now..."
"I took it by mistake? I don't think so."
Lu Feng had a bit of a yin and yang attitude, and his eyes were still glaring at this moment, as if he wanted to see what kind of tricks the other party was playing.
"It seems that little brother doesn't trust me very much... Whatever!"
Seeing that the hostility in Lu Feng's eyes has not diminished at all, Yan Wu shook his head again, and then pretended to regret and said, "In this case, I can only suffer a small loss and sell you the only Medicine King's Manual in my hand at a discount."
"The Book of the King of Medicine?"
As soon as he finished speaking, before Lu Feng could react, Yan Wu flicked his Taoist robe again, and immediately shot out a simple and gray secret book from his sleeve.
I saw that the surface of this gray secret book was in tatters, as if it was not complete. It also smelled of oil and sweat, which made people feel cold and cover their noses. Some people thought it was scrap paper plucked from some garbage dump.
"Hey, I managed to pick this secret book from the pile of dead people at a sect ruins. It contains not only a large number of high-level elixir recipes, but also the secrets of refining medicine and even ways to enhance the power of the soul. It is priceless!"
Yan Wu stretched out his hand to twist the goatee at the corner of his mouth, and a shrewd and smooth look passed over his face, as if he was possessed by a profiteer. "It's just that this secret book is not complete, it is only a half of it. And for the sake of our fate, I will reluctantly give you a 50% discount, little brother!"
"For only five hundred thousand, this rare fragment of the Medicine King's Book will be yours, little brother!"
"Half a million? You mean the low-grade Yuan Stone?"
Lifting up his hand to take the gray secret book, the corner of Lu Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and his face gradually turned livid.
Just such a bad secret book, even with a 50% discount, it will sell for 500,000 low-grade Yuan Stones, so wouldn’t the original price cost a full one million low-grade Yuan Stones!
This is an inappropriate cheat!
When he thought of this, Lu Feng became very angry. The other party regarded him as a big grievance who was inexperienced in the world!
"What if?"
Yan Wu shrugged, then spread his hands outward, "Let me make it clear in advance, I have no interest in the gold and silver jewelry used by ordinary people in the secular world."
"You are indeed a profiteer! How much money do you really think you have?!"
"Get out of here!"
Facing Yan Wu's open mouth, Lu Feng finally couldn't hold back and cursed. He raised his hand and threw the gray secret book at the opponent's face.
"Haha, little brother, don't get excited yet. Don't you want to become an alchemist? Now the opportunity is right in front of you!"
Step aside again and put the gray secret book back into his palm. Yan Wu still smiled and said, "And as the number one fortune teller in Black Rock City, I never tell lies. If my little brother buys this secret book as an after-sales benefit, I can also do a fortune for you for free."
"Do you think I will believe your nonsense...ugh!"
Lu Feng was about to scold the other party, but the next moment he saw Yan Wu suddenly disappear in front of him, and then a sword finger stabbed the Shenting point in the middle of his forehead, making it almost difficult for him to react and unable to move!
"Such a fast movement! And I can't even use my energy...!"
Lu Feng's face suddenly changed, as if facing a formidable enemy, "Who is this person...?!"
Because the opponent can immobilize himself with just one finger, and even the energy of his Dantian is difficult to operate. This shows that Yan Wu's strength is far above him, and is not comparable to ordinary pulse-opening masters!
What makes Lu Feng even more frightened is that Yan Wu clearly doesn't have a trace of Yuan Power in his body, but he can catch himself alive with just one finger. It's as simple as an eagle catching a chicken. It's really weird!
Buzz!
Just when Lu Feng was in confusion, a strange message suddenly poured into the depths of his mind.
I saw a large amount of blood mixed with the sea of fire. Everywhere I looked, there were ruins and broken walls and numerous bones. And in the sea of blood, a tall and skinny figure loomed, making it difficult to see the true appearance. Only a bloody long sword in his hand showed its cold light, which was particularly terrifying!
"This, this is...!"
Looking at the bloody scene that reappeared in the back of his mind, Lu Feng's pupils shrank sharply, showing horror.
"Troubled times are coming, the old mother has no life, the red lotus is born from the fire, and the blood is stained in the East Xuan..."
In my ears, Yan Wu's voice came faintly again, vaguely solemn.
The next moment, Lu Feng felt dizzy and dizzy again, and then he slowly regained consciousness and body control.
However, there was no trace of Yan Wu in front of him, and only half of the fragments of the Medicine King's Book were left at his feet, as if the other party had never appeared, and what had just happened was just a dream.
"No, this is not a dream...! This is a prophecy calculated by that guy...!"
Shaking his head to wake himself up, Lu Feng's expression was solemn. At this moment, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "The troubled times are coming, the old mother has no life, the red lotus is born from the fire, and the blood stains Dongxuan. ...If this person is really a trickster, then Dongxuan Territory will most likely encounter a catastrophe in the future..."
"But who is this person, and why did he help me..."
Thinking of this, Lu Feng couldn't help but frown, and fell into deep thought.
At first, he thought Yan Wu was just a magician and profiteer who hung out around Black Rock City. However, it turned out that he was completely wrong. With his skills and methods, he was definitely not comparable to ordinary warriors!
After all, even the loyal king Feng Yunnan and Liu Youzhi, the abandoned disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Demon Sect, who had passed down the merits to Lu Feng, did not have such magical powers to predict the future!
"Silent old mother, red lotus born from fire... Uncle Ye Hong seemed to have mentioned before his death that a demonic sect catastrophe broke out in the Dongxuan Territory back then. It affected such a wide range that even the four Lingnan countries were not spared, and the number of lives lost and injured as a result of this demonic sect catastrophe was almost tens of millions!"
As if recalling something, Lu Feng touched his chin and his face became more solemn, "If this person's prediction is correct, doesn't it mean that the Inanimate Demon Cult, which frightened the entire Dongxuan Territory in the past, has not been completely destroyed, and now there are signs of resurgence...?" To survive is as difficult as climbing to heaven..."
"That's it! It's useless to think so much now, we can only take one step at a time!"
There was a hint of bitterness on the corner of his mouth. The next moment, Lu Feng calmed down and rushed towards the east of the inner city of Black Rock City. This was the treasure land that all the warriors in Black Rock City flocked to, and where the underground black market was located.
After all, the matter of Wusheng Demon Cult is too far away for Lu Feng now. Even if he wants to stop it, he is unable to stop it. As for the fragment of the Medicine King's Book that Yan Wu left to him, he did not throw it away casually and also included it in the Najie.
Because, with the other party’s abilities, there is no need to make him happy.
Furthermore, Lu Feng had just taken a cursory glance at the fragment of the Medicine King's Manual and found that it indeed contained many advanced elixir recipes and secret alchemy techniques, including methods for increasing the power of the soul. It was not some fake secret book made up at random.
Yan Wu stretched his legs, and then poured down the wine gourd in his hand. At this moment, a ray of relief appeared on his drunken face as red as a jujube, as if he had finally gotten rid of some big trouble.
"Hiccup...! I've got enough of the Lu family's favors. Whether you live or die next depends entirely on your own destiny..."
Hiccupped again, and Yan Wu looked at him. His eyes glanced at the direction of Black Rock City, and the corner of his mouth was slightly curled at the moment, as if he was saying something to himself, "Well, but as a descendant of that guy, this kid shouldn't be such a waste, and he can't even handle a small Wusheng Cult..."