The Holy Land of the Gu Clan.

Qin Yang and the Gu tribe entered the towering palace.

The entire palace is not dusty, it is as clean as if someone comes here to clean every day.

Others didn't care about this detail, but Qin Yang noticed it, so he felt a little weird.

Although this unborn palace is hidden inside the mountain, there is also a bronze door that seals the entrance.

But there was no dust at all, which was so abnormal.

Qin Yang's divine thoughts cover the entire holy land, but no breath of creatures was found!

"I'm thinking too much?"

Qin Yang frowned. Maybe the ancients had special means to automatically sweep or avoid dust coverage?

Everyone pushed open the palace gate, and even more intense spiritual energy gushed out!

Qin Yang took a deep breath. What secret place the old man of the Bai family said was definitely considered garbage compared to this palace!

This is the real place that needs to be snatched crazy!

"Soldiers, weapons?!"

The Abyss King looked incredibly at the weapons, guns, swords, and halberds on the left, all kinds of.

And any one can clearly see its extraordinary quality!

Looking at the right side, elixirs the size of longans were carefully placed, like sacrifices.

"Oh my God! There are also martial arts!"

Saint Wan Ning exclaimed, and everyone rushed away.

Sure enough, there are martial arts placed on each shelf, and each shelf is marked with categories in ancient fonts.

Unfortunately, they can't understand these ancient words.

Qin Yang didn't care much about the martial arts, anyway, they were all texts that they couldn't understand.

However, he was attracted by one of the slightly understandable airs and hurried over.

"The old man taught me this kind of writing..."

Qin Yang was a little happy, Wan Ning came over and asked softly: "Doctor Qin, do you recognize these?"

"Recognize it!" Qin Yang nodded and said excitedly: "These are pill recipes!"

Dan recipe?!

Everyone was attracted. There were alchemists in the world, but there were not many alchemy recipes.

Many alchemists are not very good at it, and they can also gain a very high status by relying on a few rare alchemy recipes.

At this moment, there were at least thousands of pill recipes placed in front of Qin Yang!

Looking at such a large number of pill recipes, Shura Heavenly King and the others were about to stop breathing.

This is a rare treasure!

Wan Ning suddenly said, "Doctor Qin, can you refine elixirs?"

Qin Yang calmed down and nodded: "Yes."

Wan Ning pondered for a while, then smiled and said, "I've given all these pill recipes to you."

"Holy lady!"

Furious Battle, Abyss and others all changed their faces suddenly.

Wan Ning glanced at them and smiled faintly, "No one in my tribe can refine pills, these things should not be covered with dust."

"We took it, but we just put it aside and couldn't play the biggest role."

That being said, isn’t it a waste of life to send all the pill recipes so easily?

The Shura Heavenly King looked at the saint calmly and said, "I have no objection!"

Qin Yang actually liked it very much, but was embarrassed to speak.

Unexpectedly, Saint Wan Ning took the initiative to say that she wanted to give it to him!

Qin Yang thought for a moment and said, "It's hard for me to refuse such temptation. Let's do this. After I absorb and digest these pill recipes, you can make a request!"

"What kind of elixir do you want and how much do you want? I can refine it for you, and it's all free."

"Of course, you have to prepare medicinal materials. I don't have the ability to search for medicinal materials casually."

Saint Wan Ning smiled: "Document!"

After Qin Yang's guarantee, her pill recipe will not be given in vain.

Shura Heavenly King and others lost their opinions.

Qin Yang took thousands of pill recipes, so he naturally couldn't ask for anything else.
Chapter completed!