"Okay, then listen to Eleven, take this dragon scale armor to the underground trading black market and sell it."

Fu Zhihong handed the dragon scale armor to Fu Shiyi, and then took out four of the five porcelain bottles sealed in the wooden box: "The four of us, one liang of each one, and each one, and take the remaining three liang into the Hui tribe, so that the tribe members can exchange for the contribution points."

One or two Xuantian liquids can directly promote the foundation-building monk to one level.

And there are no side effects.

If you want to redeem, you have to at least 30,000 contribution points.

Everyone happily put the porcelain bottle away carefully. If it weren't for being in a dangerous place, everyone would have wished to submit immediately and be promoted directly. Fu Siyuan smiled and gave Fu Shiyi a thumbs up:

"Eleventh, you spent hundreds of thousands of spirit stones to be promoted to the Qinhuai Li level, and we were worried that we would lose money, but now it seems that we can get the money by just this trip to the forbidden basin."

Big opportunities are also big risks.

There are quite a few monks who died in the forbidden basin.

The only four storage bags left in the forbidden basin were left in the Wen family. Fu Shiyi suddenly slapped his head, and his wrist flicked, and a black wooden box appeared:

"I almost forgot that this was given to me by the Lingshan Village owner before we entered Lingshan. I had no time to open it."

The people in the entire village of Lingshan Village are all mortals.

Fu Zhihong thought that they had nothing good in their hands, so he didn't care much and said, "Since it was given to you by the village leader, it's yours."

Fu Siyuan also smiled and nodded: "That's it, you can just keep it in 11th."

Sister Liu has no objection.

Seeing this, Fu Shiyi smiled and saw that everyone was looking at the four storage bags in the Wen family. Thinking that everyone must be anxious at this time, he did not open the black wooden box and threw it back into the storage bag.

Four storage bags are already homeless.

Anyone can turn it on.

However, at that time, Fu Shiyi asked Fu Zhihong and others to plant a layer of ban on it. Add her, there were four layers in total, and four storage bags were unsealed in turn. The last layer of the first storage bag was unsealed. A flash of light, and dozens of wooden boxes were thrown down. In addition, there were a pile of medium-grade spirit stones, several bottles and jars, two books and some talisman magic tools.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Fu Siyuan's Adam's apple rolling.

His eyes shone: "The Wen family is worthy of being a member of the top ten families in Gaoyang County. A tribe member in the foundation-building stage actually carried three thousand medium-grade spirit stones casually. This... this is simply too rich!"

Fu Shiyi was also a little surprised.

Three thousand medium-grade spirit stones are enough to exchange for almost 35,000 low-grade spirit stones.

If the people of the Wen family were really so rich, why did they still ambush and rob in Changliu River? Fu Shiyi felt a little confused, but when he looked at the scattered magic weapons next to the pile of spirit stones, he saw that most of these magic weapons were lower-level third-level, and they were of various types, stained with a lot of blood.

Fu Shiyi frowned in an instant:

"It seems that the people of the Wen family have done a lot of murder and robbery in the forbidden basin."

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many spirit stones and spiritual herbs. Everyone counted it and found that the spiritual medicine spirit herbs are worth 8,000 spirit stones, and several bottles of the Restoration Pills that restore true essence. In total, the total value of this storage bag is about 57,000 spirit stones, and this number comes out.

Although there were estimates before.

But as soon as this number comes out.
Chapter completed!