The Zhenwu ancestor had a sad face.

"The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge."

"Don't think about so many things for now. My junior brother cannot be delayed in his injuries. He must be treated as soon as possible."

"It should not be difficult to gather gods in the Demon Sound Mountain."

The Galaxy Patriarch was also worried, but he had more expectations for Moyin Mountain.

The two chatted for a while, but they didn't stay in the cave for too long, so they just wandered around the Moyin Mountain.

Actually, it's not considered hanging out.

The main thing is to find pills or other treasures that can cure the injuries of the Zhenwu Ancestor.

For seven days.

The Galactic Patriarch and the Zhenwu Patriarch returned to the cave and sat opposite him, with a bitter look on his face.

"Taiyin Gate."

"The Six Divine Needles of Taiyin."

Master Zhenwu frowned and sighed: "In that cave, you and I have only snatched two third-level magic weapons, with a total value of no more than two million. But if I want to remove the "Taiyin Six Absolute Divine Needle" in my body, even if the "Five Aggregation Extreme San" that works the slowest, it will cost 20 million spiritual crystals."

Master Zhenwu was exhausted.

After seven days, he inquired around and finally knew the details of his injuries—

This is the "Taiyin Six Absolute Divine Needle" secretly refined by the Taiyin Gate. Once it is hit, it will be like a maggot on the tarsal bone, rooted in the soul, constantly eroding the soul until the body dies and soul disappears.

It's not difficult to remove it-

Please take action by moving the distraction realm figure.

Or the "Two-Phase Pill" and the best elixirs like "Yang Ling Pill" can also be eradicated.

But even if you use the most "Five Aggregation Viagra" in the elixir, you need 20 million spiritual crystals to cure it.

Not to mention the better-effective "Two-Phase Pill" and "Yang Ling Pill".

As for the characters in the divine realm, they are also well-known in the Demon Sound Mountain. They are worried that they will not have enough time to practice. Each of them is racing against time, hoping to be promoted to the divine transformation.

No friendship.

Who is willing to waste time, mind, and do such a chore?

Therefore, after a walk around, Master Zhenwu was in a low mood and even more despair became faintly.

"It's just 20 million spiritual crystals."

"I have seen it in the Sifang Gate. The magic weapon of the level of 'Qinghe Sword' is about 18 million yuan."

"It's not a big problem to take it out and sell it for 167 million."

"In addition to the two million spirit crystals left on you and me, it's almost enough. Selling those two third-level magic weapons is even more than enough!"

The Galactic Patriarch made up his fingers and his tone was relaxed.

The two of them were born in Wuhexing, and their magic weapons, elixirs, talismans, etc. were all sold at a price.

Therefore, before leaving, they each brought three or four million spiritual crystals.

But the practice and consumption on the way, now there are only two million left.

Now that I want to raise 20 million, I can only sell my magic weapon.

The Galaxy Patriarch searched all over his body and even took out the "Qinghe Sword" that Chen Jichuan gave him.

"Qinghe Sword?"

"This won't work!"

"This time we can make a way out of the siege of Taiyin Sect, thanks to the 'Qinghe Sword' in our senior brother."

"If you sell it, it will be difficult to compete with the Taiyin Gate in the future."

Master Zhenwu shook his head, but after all, life and death were in the face of life and death, and his tone was not as firm as imagined.

"I'll talk about what's going on in the future."

"If you lose your magic weapon, you can find a way to make money again, but my junior brother has only one life."

The galaxy ancestor said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!