Gao Songbai felt a chill in his body and mind, and felt a flash of powerful spiritual pressure.

The crooked thoughts that floated in his mind suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

No wonder the other party is so confident and old-fashioned that they come to the door to trade.

Although third-level low-grade demon elixirs are rare and precious, the fake elixirs are enough to support transactions of this level.

"Senior Xiang, wait a moment, I have no control over this deal."

Gao Songbai's tone sounded respectful, and he quickly played a transmission note to notify the real person stationed at the Chamber of Commerce.

"Um."

Lu Changan maintained his true attitude and responded neither salty nor blandly.

He had already anticipated the current situation.

The value of planning the elixir-forming thing is very high.

If you act like a pig and try to keep a low profile, you are asking for trouble.

He simply went against the grain and enhanced his identity with the help of Baihuan Mask.

The cultivation aura disguise of the Baihuan Mask is related to the user's spiritual consciousness. In the later stage of Lu Changan's foundation building, his spiritual consciousness is comparable to the fake elixir, so he can disguise himself as the fake elixir real person.

Theoretically, if his consciousness was stronger, even a real elixir expert could occasionally make a guest appearance.

Alas, the reason has been summed up. Sinusitis + cervical spondylosis + body constitution prone to fatigue after Yang.

No wonder I sometimes wake up naturally from sleep recently, and feel sleepy as soon as I wake up, and have no energy to write.

Not to mention coding, games are boring, especially mobile games. During the May Day holiday, I played pesticide with my classmates for two hours, which made my eyes uncomfortable and made me feel tired.

Fortunately, it is better to use a large computer screen, but try not to play with mobile phones, which may aggravate the cervical spine.
Chapter completed!