"How come there is nothing wrong? It makes no sense." Fang Shibo held the teleportation token in his hand, looked at the backs of Gu Fenghua and others leaving, and murmured in confusion.
"Master Palace Master, come and have a look." Uncle Gao Yang suddenly shouted.
"What's wrong with screaming?" Fang Shibo muttered, walked forward for a while, was stunned again, and even his breathing became rapid.
In front of you, hundreds of Holy Source grass emitted colorful rays under the rising sun. When you count them, there were hundreds of them.
Although Fang Shibo is the lord of a palace, it is not the first time he has come to Biluo Valley, but he has never seen so many Holy Source Grass. However, although there are many Holy Source Grass, there is not a Holy Source Dew. Obviously, all
The Holy Yuanlu has fallen into the hands of Gu Fenghua and others.
"They have good luck. Not only are they unscathed, they also found so many holy source dews. If they had known this, they wouldn't have incited them to come to Biluo Valley and wasted so many holy Yuan Dan in vain." Gao Yang Bo said in annoyance.
So, Fang Shibo's face became darker. He was inspired to come to Biluo Valley. It was his idea, but unfortunately the favor was not sold. Instead, Gu Fenghua and others cheated more than a dozen Holy Yuan Dans, and finally found it.
Hundreds of Holy Source Dew.
At this moment, it is easy for a few people to pass the assessment to become a holy cultivator, and it will be even more difficult to control her. It is simply shooting oneself in the foot.
But it’s enough to have a clear idea of this kind of thing, but Uncle Gao Yang insisted on telling it. Isn’t this blatant slap him in the face?
Fang Shibo was too lazy to look at Gao Yang Bo again, and walked out of the valley with a dark face.
But I couldn't help but wonder: so many holy source grasses grew here, and the number of demons they protected must be huge, and it is even possible that high-level monsters comparable to Xuansheng appeared. Gu Fenghua and others could persevere in Biluo Valley.
It's already a miracle now. How could it be possible to collect the Holy Source Dew without any harm? What's going on? I can't figure out what's going on.
Before they knew it, the two walked out of Biluo Valley.
A loud eagle cry suddenly came from the sky, and a black eagle falcon swept down like lightning, landing on Fang Shibo's shoulder, and a signal tube made of pure gold was also tied to the falcon claws.
Fang Shibo opened the letter tube, took out a letter rolled together, opened it and read it. Gradually, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and all his previous depression was wiped out.
"Master Lord, what happened?" Gao Yangbo asked curiously when he saw Fang Shibo's face improving.
"Good thing, a great thing. This time, I see how Gu Fenghua can escape from my palm, hahahaha." Fang Shibo laughed out loud.
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As soon as they left Biluo Valley, Gu Fenghua and his men rushed straight towards Piaoyun Valley.
"Wait." Xie Huaiyuan suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong with Elder Xie?" Gu Fenghua and others stopped habitually.
"Golden Silk Vine, this is a good thing, it is not easy to find." Xie Huaiyuan said, bent down and threw a bunch of herbs into the space bracelet.
Only then did Gu Fenghua and his friends remembered that they had only been rushing to the road and turned a blind eye to the strange flowers and plants. Since they had collected enough Holy Source Dew, there was nothing to do when they rushed back. These strange flowers and plants were
Of course, they couldn't miss it, so the few people immediately started collecting herbs.