The next second, Xu Qingyun frowned slightly, with a look of disgust on his face.
The two daughters Zhuge Qimeng and Zhuge Qingsi on the left and right also noticed the change in the expression on Xu Qingyun's face and asked in a low voice:
"Qingyun, is there something wrong with this elixir?"
"What kind of elixir is this? I feel like this elixir is not a good thing."
"Not only is it not a good thing, it can also be called an evil thing!" Xu Qingyun said.
Evil thing?!
Sisters Zhuge Qimeng and Zhuge Qingsi were filled with surprise and their beautiful eyes widened.
The gray-robed old man finally opened his mouth to introduce the golden elixir in his hand amidst the constant inquiries from the onlookers.
A pair of eyes under the old man's grimace mask flashed brightly, and he said:
"This elixir is called the Golden Elixir of Resurrection! It is a real Taoist elixir. After taking it, it can treat difficult and complicated diseases, remove hair and cleanse marrow, reborn, and bring the dead back to life!"
"The Golden Pill of Resurrection, this is the legendary Golden Pill of Resurrection?!"
Among the spectators, several people let out bursts of exclamation after hearing what was said. They wondered if they were the stooges invited by the gray-robed man, or if they were part of the same group.
More onlookers still expressed doubts and disbelief.
"Reborn and resurrected from the dead?! Is it really that powerful? You must be lying!"
In this ghost market, there are so many rare treasures that it is difficult to tell whether they are real or fake.
There are strange people and charlatans.
Just like the fat monk master and apprentice just now, they were performing and selling fake things at the same time. They were obvious charlatans.
After the onlookers were surprised and doubtful, someone asked about the price of the resurrecting elixir.
"How much does it cost for your elixir that can reshape one's body and bring the dead back to life?"
The gray-robed old man glanced around the crowd and said in a deep voice: "The Golden Pill of Resurrection, five million each, no bargaining!"
"What! Five million one!"
The onlookers thought they had heard wrongly. This elixir actually cost five million. Why didn't they grab it?
Although those who can buy things here are basically rich people, either rich or expensive.
However, they are absolutely not willing to spend five million to buy a pill that they don't know is real or fake. They are not really fools, they are really taking advantage of others. If they spend five million to buy a luxury car, it will be more or less the same.
The gray-robed old man quietly waited for thousands of people to buy his elixir, but after waiting for several minutes, no one came forward to buy it.
The old man in gray robe was neither disappointed nor anxious when he saw this.
Seeing that no one bid to buy it, the old man in gray robe shook his head slightly: "They are all a bunch of ignorant guys."
The next second, the old man in gray robe slapped the delicate jade box shut and turned to leave.
But at this moment, a voice came.
"Wait a moment!"
Hearing this, the old man in gray robe stopped, slowly turned around, and looked towards the source of the sound.
The onlookers also followed the sound.
Behind the crowd, I saw a thin man walking over. From the sound of his voice, he should be a young man no more than twenty years old.
This man was dressed in plain black clothes and had a green-faced, fanged mask on his face, which made him look somewhat ferocious and terrifying.
"Please wait a moment!" The young man walked to the field, looked at the man in gray robe and said, "Sir, is your resurrecting elixir really as magical as you say?"
"Can you treat some difficult and complicated diseases?" This chapter has been completed!