Let’s take a look at the rare treasures on hand...

A beaded plate can condense moon dewdrops. It may be useful, but it requires long-term persistence and the effect will be very slow.

Qingling tea can also be useful for detoxification and nourishing the body. After a while, try cooking a few pots of tea.

Also, the pieces of strange white feathers are special materials. They will definitely not be useful for his current situation. As for the spiritual bone pen, he can't even use his mental power now, and he doesn't have to rely on painting spiritual talismans anymore.

By the way, there is this one.

Qi Xiang touched her whole body, and in her pocket, she found a translucent meatball.

The spiritual body of Taoist soldiers, the harvest of Yunjia Castle.

It was just for this thing that he was so tired that he lost all his cultivation. It was a disaster...

Qi Xiang raised her hand and was about to throw the balls down. But her arms stagnated in the air, and finally sighed, threw the thing into the box, closed the lid, and was invisible.

In addition, the treasures he collected were gone.

After all, he was just a casual cultivator, without the inheritance of the sect, and everything he had gained by chance was naturally not as good as the accumulation of hundreds or thousands of years.

After some inventory, his heart also became cold.

He found that he had collected a lot of treasures, but there was nothing that was indeed useful.

"Is God going to kill me?"

Qi Xiang clenched his fist and slammed the box. This was a wooden box, which was very hard. A recoil force surged, causing his whole body to spasm, and the pain made even tears burst out.
Chapter completed!