The son-in-law who has returned for thousands of years

Xu Ping decided in his heart that he must step into cultivation as soon as possible and become an inner strength warrior!

Otherwise, he wouldn't be sure to protect Chu Jin and the people he cared about.

He will definitely go to a higher level in the future, and his own strength can no longer stand still.

Walking beside Xu Ping, An Ke was obviously in a much happier mood, with two nice dimples on his face, and the ponytail flicking happily on the back of his head.

She was a very innocent girl, if Xu Ping saved his grandfather, then he would be placed in a very high position in his heart.

So she was willing to take Xu Ping's arm without any shyness, but the girl's reservedness still made her face a little hot.

But Xu Ping felt a little guilty. Thinking of Chu Jin's interrogation last night, he had no doubt that if he was bumped into by Chu Jin now, he would sleep on the street at night.

But looking at An Ke's snow-white neck and smooth skin on the back of his shoulders, he still couldn't refuse the girl's enthusiasm.

Walking into another exhibition hall, there are obviously fewer people here, but the quality of the exhibits has been greatly improved.

Xu Ping's keen intuition told him that there are good things with spiritual energy here!

A martial artist's cultivation, no matter what method he uses, is essentially to bring the spiritual energy from the outside world into his body and transform it into his own cultivation.

And the utensils that contain spiritual energy will more or less benefit the practice, and they are hard-to-find items for warriors.

The purpose of Xu Ping's coming here today is to obtain a spiritual object that can help him practice.

Xu Ping took a stroll around the perimeter, and was disappointed to find that many treasures here do contain spiritual energy, but most of them are remnants of spiritual energy, which are of no help to cultivation at all.

But what comforted him was that he found two authentic talisman seals.

The material of the talisman seal is very simple, only yellow paper and cinnabar are needed, so fakes are rampant in the market, and even one of the ten thousand talismans may not be genuine.

Xu Ping was very lucky today and came across two real talismans.

One is the "Shield Armor Talisman", and the other is the "Flying Sword Talisman", both offensive and defensive.

According to the seller, his family's ancestors operated a Taoist temple, and these two talismans were passed down from their ancestors.

Talismans and seals, because they have been lost for too long, most warriors don't know how to fire them even if they get the real talismans.

Xu Ping also mastered the firing method of the talisman after thousands of trials and errors in the ten thousand years of reincarnation.

Xu Ping is very grateful now that he did not fall into madness during his reincarnation, but learned a lot of knowledge.

If it wasn't for that period of time, these two talisman seals might not have been destined for him.

An Ke gestured with his eyes, and the waitress next to the showcase opened the glass cabinet, took out the two talisman seals, and handed them to Xu Ping respectfully.

Xu Ping put the talisman into his pocket, although he felt a little regretful that he didn't see the real spiritual weapon, but it was a comfort.

"Let's go."

Xu Ping patted An Ke's fragrant shoulder, indicating that he was no longer interested in this auction.

An Ke nodded obediently, and was about to follow Xu Ping out when he suddenly found that Xu Ping beside him suddenly stopped in his tracks.

She turned her head to look, and found that Xu Ping's face was surprisingly ugly!

In the next second, she felt an overwhelming strong smell of blood, enveloping her whole body!

A stooped old Taoist, wearing a blood-red Taoist robe, appeared at the gate of the exhibition hall.

"Jie Jie, there seems to be aura in here."