Chapter 60: Making a Fortune

More than 6,000 Qi-gathering Pills, all placed in front of him, were also extremely spectacular.

Such a large amount of wealth was enough to buy a black-scaled horse king, which was equivalent to half of the wealth of the Lin Mansion.

This was only the wealth in the storage bags of the Wuyan Hall disciples. Among all the storage bags, the two most important ones, which Chu Fengmian was most looking forward to, he had not opened yet.

"Let's see what's in Ding Hao's storage bag."

Chu Fengmian picked up the storage bag of Ding Hao, the young master of Wuyan Hall, and injected a stream of spiritual power into it, and a space suddenly opened.

Chu Fengmian looked into it, but his face showed a bit of disappointment.

Most of Ding Hao's storage bag was some fine wine and toys, and even the Qi-gathering Pills were only more than a hundred, basically not much.

"Sure enough, he is a dandy, there are not many pills for cultivation, but there are a lot of fine wine."

Chu Fengmian looked at the more than a hundred jars of fine wine that filled the storage bag, and Chu Fengmian was speechless.

This expectation was somewhat wasted.

Chu Fengmian could only place his last hope on the storage bag of the Wuyan Hall Master.

"The storage bag of a Shenhai Realm warrior, please don't let me down."

Chu Fengmian said to himself.

He put all his expectations on the storage bag of the Wuyan Hall Master.

A stream of spiritual power was injected into it, and the storage bag suddenly opened. At a glance, there were countless jade bottles, placed in rows.

A full fifty jade bottles, containing more than 100 Qi Gathering Pills!

"The wealth of the Wuyan Hall Master is really amazing. There are more than 10,000 Qi Gathering Pills alone."

Chu Fengmian smiled a little.

Now he is already poor. To practice the War Dragon Art and condense the blood essence of the ancient war dragon, he needs a large number of pills to provide spiritual power.

Chu Fengmian got tens of thousands of Qi Gathering Pills this time, and he really made a fortune.

In addition to these Qi Gathering Pills, Chu Fengmian also saw seven spiritual tools.

The two most powerful of these seven spiritual tools are ranked as the lower grade of Xuan level, and the rest are all the top grade of Huang level spiritual tools.

If these spiritual tools are sold, it will also be a considerable fortune.

Apart from that, there are not many things.

Just when Chu Fengmian was about to close the storage bag, a stream of refined spiritual power came from the storage bag, but suddenly Chu Fengmian stopped.

He looked into it again, and in the deepest part of the storage bag, a milky white rock attracted Chu Fengmian's attention.

The stream of refined spiritual power just came from this milky white rock.

"What is this? It doesn't look like a spiritual jade, but it has such refined spiritual power."

Chu Fengmian picked up the milky white rock, and his eyes showed a bit of confusion.

With his knowledge, he couldn't tell what this milky white rock was.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to get a good thing. Yes, with it, you should be able to condense the third drop of ancient war dragon blood."

Xing Xuan's lazy voice sounded in Chu Fengmian's mind.

It seemed that he also felt the spiritual power of the essence in this milky white rock and woke up.

"Huh? What is this?"

Chu Fengmian asked in surprise.

Every time you condense the ancient war dragon blood, it is several times more difficult than the last time, and the resources required are also several times.

Last time, Chu Fengmian spent more than 500 Qi Condensation Pills to complete the condensation, but this time, even if Chu Fengmian spent 5,000 Qi Condensation Pills, he might not be able to do it.

The more the ancient war dragon blood awakens, the stronger the strength will be, but the more resources will be required.

Chu Fengmian has gathered so many Qi-gathering pills now, but he did not choose to practice. He wanted to wait until he had more, choose an opportunity, and swallow them together to impact and condense the third drop of ancient war dragon essence blood.

But Xing Xuan just said that with this milky white rock, Chu Fengmian actually has the opportunity to impact the third drop of ancient war dragon essence blood?

"Can't you see? In the Nine Realms, the only spiritual power that can reach such a refined level is the underground spiritual milk."

Xing Xuan's voice was still as indifferent as always, and he seemed unwilling to explain more.

Usually Xing Xuan was in deep sleep, and he would only appear when Chu Fengmian was practicing to give some pointers.

This time, it seemed that he also appeared because he was interested in the milky white rock.

"Underground spiritual milk?"

Chu Fengmian exclaimed in surprise.

Chu Fengmian naturally knew what this underground spiritual milk was.

In this world, the most refined spiritual power is not the pill, but the boundless veins hidden under the Nine Realms.

And this underground spiritual milk is actually a kind of spiritual medicine produced by the spiritual power condensed in the earth veins.

The spiritual power contained in a drop of underground spiritual milk is enough to rival ordinary heaven-level elixirs, and the value of this underground spiritual milk is even greater than that of heaven-level elixirs.

Because no matter what kind of elixir it is, no matter how high its grade is, there will be impurities, and it will be necessary to remove the impurities in it before refining it.

But this underground spiritual milk is completely condensed with the most refined spiritual power.

There is no drop of impurities in it. It does not need to be refined at all. Even if it is given to a pig, it can be refined and practiced.

However, this underground spiritual milk should look like a milky white liquid, but now it is a rock.

"Did this underground spiritual milk drip into this rock?"

Chu Fengmian suddenly understood.

The spiritual power emitted by this rock now is actually the spiritual power of the underground spiritual milk in the rock.

It's just that this underground spiritual milk, for some unknown reason, has been integrated into this rock, so it can only emit spiritual power alternately.

"As long as this underground spiritual milk can be deprived of the rock, it is really possible to condense the third drop of ancient war dragon essence blood."

Chu Fengmian thought secretly in his heart.

He naturally knew the magic of this underground spiritual milk. In the previous life, in order to let Chu Fengmian condense his spiritual veins, the Lord of Sword Dao had also found the underground spiritual milk and gave it to Chu Fengmian.

Chu Fengmian himself felt that kind of refined and huge spiritual power, but Chu Fengmian at that time did not have a spiritual vein.

These spiritual powers only lasted for a short time before they dissipated.

But Chu Fengmian had personally experienced the effect of this underground spiritual milk, so he naturally knew how terrifying the effect of this underground spiritual milk was.

"Little guy, if you don't know how to extract the underground spiritual milk, you can come to me and ask me. I can tell you."

Xing Xuan looked at Chu Fengmian in his mind with interest.