Mu Yu just drank tea quietly from beginning to end without saying a word.
"Young man, I hope you can explain to me what kind of elixir is this? What is its purpose?"
President Yang stood respectfully beside Mu Yu with a kind smile on his face.
This scene made Xiao Yue's eyes almost fall out.
What kind of person is Mr. Yang
Even the city lord who built the ancient city had to bow respectfully when he saw Mr. Yang.
But such a respected senior treated a young man with such respect.
Mu Yu stood up, crossed his arms across his chest, and said calmly: "This pill is called the Wind God Pill, and it is indeed a ninth-grade pill."
"Wind God Pill?"
After Mr. Yang murmured a few words, he entered a state of contemplation.
Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind, and his dim eyes suddenly lit up.
"Xiao Yue, go get the "Ancient Alchemy Scroll" from my library." He said eagerly.
"yes!"
Xiaoyue immediately ran out of the inner room.
After a while of burning incense, she came back holding an ancient yellowed book.
After President Yang took the scroll, he immediately turned it over.
When he reached the middle position, he stopped moving and stared closely at the contents of the scroll.
He murmured in his mouth: "Wind God Pill: Created by the Pill God in his later years, it is a ninth-grade primary pill and an attack pill."
"After taking it, within an hour, you will gain the power of the Wind God, and you can use the wind element in the air for your own purposes..."
There are a lot of introductions about Fengshen Pill and practical cases of Fengshen Pill later.
President Yang became more and more excited as he watched. Finally, his whole body started to tremble.
Moreover, the appearance description and smell of the Wind God Pill are exactly the same as Mu Yu's Wind God Pill.
It all shows that the Wind God Pill in Mu Yu's hand is real.
"I wonder which master refined this Wind God Pill?"
President Yang looked at Mu Yu with fiery eyes.
"It's a senior I respect very much. His whereabouts are erratic, so you'd better not ask so clearly."
Of course, it's hard for Mu Yu to say that he refined it himself, otherwise he would have to be locked up here by this old man to study it carefully.
"It turns out to be that senior!"
President Yang's face was full of admiration, and he murmured: "Only that magnificent senior can refine the Wind God Pill that has been lost for so many years."
Mu Yu was a little confused by what he said.
What senior
Even he himself didn’t know about the senior he was talking nonsense about.
This old president Yang really knows how to put on a show and give him a leg up.
"If you meet that senior again in the future, you must say hello to him for me."
President Yang said solemnly.
"okay!"
Mu Yu nodded helplessly. Anyway, this senior was fictional and he would never meet him.
"Let's just put this Fengshen Pill in the auction tonight."
President Yang gently twirled his beard and said: "Xiao Yue, let's put it at the end."
Xiaoyue nodded quickly.
"By the way, I have three Fengshen Pills in total, why not put them all up for auction tonight."
Mu Yu refined four in total, keeping one for his own use and the rest for auction.
"Two more?"
President Yang's eyes lit up again. There were more than one such precious Fengshen Pill.
He laughed and said: "Okay, it seems that tonight, your three Fengshen Pills will detonate the entire auction. I'm looking forward to it!"
Xiao Yue's face turned red with shame, her head lowered, and she took the other two pills from Mu Yu's hand.