Chapter 187: Golden Spirit Pill

On the shelf in the stone room, there are hundreds of such jade bottles, each of which is filled with Golden Spirit Pills.

A quick look shows that there are tens of thousands of Golden Spirit Pills.

"Good!"

Chu Fengmian's face lit up with joy.

He is now just able to activate the Rich Monument, but every time he activates the Rich Monument, he needs to consume a lot of pills.

Now that he has collected this batch of Golden Spirit Pills, it is enough to support Chu Fengmian's consumption.

What's more, the spiritual power of the Golden Spirit Pill is far more refined than the Qi Gathering Pill, and the effect of using it for cultivation is much stronger than that of the Qi Gathering Pill.

Chu Fengmian waved his hand, and all the Golden Spirit Pills in the stone room were collected by Chu Fengmian and put into the storage bag.

Chu Fengmian glanced at Han Yueli and said.

"These pills are useless to you at the moment, so I will collect them."

"I am dying soon, and these pills are meaningless even if they are given to me, just take them."

Han Yueli said coldly.

She knew in her heart that the end of this cold air entering the body would be death, so why would she care about the elixir.

"You're dying soon? The cold air entering your body is actually not incurable. If you can find a suitable elixir, it will be enough to dispel the cold poison in your body."

Hearing Han Yueli's words, Chu Fengmian frowned.

What he said was not to deceive Han Yueli, but Han Yueli never believed it.

This cold air entering the body is indeed untreatable in the entire Nine Regions, but Chu Fengmian is different.

The Ice Lotus Sword Art was originally created by Chu Fengmian's fourth sister. Chu Fengmian is naturally very familiar with the Ice Lotus Sword Art. He even practiced a few moves.

So if anyone in the Nine Regions can save Han Yueli, the most likely person is Chu Fengmian.

"You don't have to lie to me anymore. You've allowed me to live for another month and a half, which has already satisfied me."

Han Yueli said in a deep voice, her voice was still as calm as before.

Dead heart.

Now Han Yueli's heart was in a state of dying, without any fluctuations, and even she herself did not feel that there was any hope.

"Lying to you? If I could really find a holy medicine of the fire system, the little cold poison in your body would be enough to dissolve it in an instant."

Chu Fengmian snorted coldly.

Although the cold poison is difficult to deal with, it is not really incurable. The cold poison can be dissolved after all, but ordinary spiritual medicine has no effect on the cold poison.

"Although the holy medicine of the fire system is rare, it is not hopeless to encounter it in the treasure of the Great Emperor Fengrao. The Great Emperor Fengrao is a figure in the Nine Regions. Maybe in his tomb, the holy medicine of the fire system can indeed be found."

Chu Fengmian said aloud.

This sentence made Han Yueli's eyes flash with expectation.

"Is what you said true?"

Han Yueli asked in disbelief.

In the countless ancient books she had read, this cold air entering the body was a dead end, and no one had ever said that this cold air entering the body could be cured.

"Of course it's true."

Chu Fengmian said confidently.

"I, Chu Fengmian, have never lied to anyone in my life, let alone lie to a woman."

Hearing Chu Fengmian's words, Han Yueli's expression finally changed a little, not as indifferent as before.

This made Chu Fengmian finally relieved, but he also sighed in his heart.

His words did not lie to Han Yueli. If he could really find the holy medicine of the fire system, Chu Fengmian could indeed dispel the cold poison in Han Yueli's body.

But this holy medicine of the fire system is not as easy to find as Chu Fengmian said, at least there is not such a great hope.

Holy medicine is a spiritual medicine at the top of the Nine Realms. Even the former master of swordsmanship finds it difficult to obtain holy medicine. Every time a holy medicine appears in the Nine Realms, it is enough to set off a bloody storm.

It is enough to cause the seven major sects to fight for it. Saints may die in the battle for the holy medicine.

It is not that easy to own a holy medicine.

With the strength of Emperor Fengrao during his lifetime, it may be possible to obtain the holy medicine, but the possibility is less than one in a hundred.

What's more, a warrior who gets the holy medicine will definitely refine it as soon as possible, so how can he keep it? The possibility of staying is even lower.

So Chu Fengmian's words are indeed a lie to Han Yueli, but Chu Fengmian doesn't want to disappoint Han Yueli after all.

"Keep going. The real treasure of Emperor Fengrao can only be found in the depths of this mausoleum."

Chu Fengmian glanced at Han Yueli and grabbed Han Yueli's arm again with one hand.

Then he once again urged his body skills and continued to walk through the mausoleum.

There must be more than one such stone chamber in the mausoleum. It seems that Emperor Fengrao must have divided his wealth into countless such stone chambers.

The more stone chambers he finds now, the more wealth he can get.

Chu Fengmian followed the guidance of the Rich Monument and ran towards the depths of the mausoleum.

Chu Fengmian broke all the stone chambers he encountered on the way, collected all the treasures in them, and obtained countless elixirs and spiritual medicines.

However, these elixirs and spiritual medicines were all ordinary things, although they were much higher in quality than those available outside.

But who was the Great Emperor of Richness? His strength even surpassed the realm of divine power and was stronger than that of a saint.

How could the treasures he left behind be these ordinary things? These things could only be a small part of the treasure.

The real treasures and wealth were still in the depths of the mausoleum.

Chu Fengmian grabbed Han Yueli and walked through the mausoleum. It took nearly three hours and a thousand miles.

"There are fewer and fewer forks in the road around here. It seems that we are close to the interior of the mausoleum."

Chu Fengmian glanced around and muttered to himself.

There is only one path among these countless forks, which leads to the real treasure. Chu Fengmian has the Fengrao Monument as a guide, so he will not go wrong.

However, on this road, Chu Fengmian actually sensed other auras and some footprints.

The tomb of the Fengrao Emperor has just been opened, so it is naturally impossible that the footprints were left before.

"What's wrong?"

Han Yueli was standing aside and saw Chu Fengmian suddenly stop and asked in a low voice.

"Someone has been here."

Chu Fengmian said in a low voice.

It seems that some of the countless warriors have come to the right route by accident.

This is not good news. If someone really dares to find the treasure of the Fengrao Emperor before Chu Fengmian.

Everything Chu Fengmian does now will probably fail.

"Let's go!"