Nine Domain Sword Emperor

More than six thousand Qi Gathering Pills, all placed in front of him, are extremely spectacular.

Such a large amount of wealth is enough to buy a black-scaled horse king, which is equivalent to half of the Lin family's wealth.

This is only the wealth in the storage bags of Wu Yantang disciples. Among all the storage bags, the two most important ones are also the two that Chu Fengmian is most looking forward to. He has not yet opened them.

"Look at what's in Ding Hao's storage bag."

Chu Fengmian picked up the storage bag of Ding Hao, the young master of Wu Yantang. A burst of spiritual power was injected into it, and a space suddenly opened.

Chu Fengmian looked towards it, but his face showed a bit of disappointment.

Most of the things in Ding Hao's storage bag are fine wines and toys. Even the Qi Gathering Pills only have more than a hundred, which is basically not much.

"He is indeed a dandy. He doesn't practice many elixirs, but he does have a lot of fine wine."

Chu Fengmian was speechless for a while when he looked at the wine that contained more than a hundred jars filled with storage bags.

This expectation was somewhat wasted.

Chu Fengmian could only place his last hope in the storage bag of the master of Wuyan Hall.

"This is a storage bag for a Divine Sea Realm warrior. Don't let Chu down."

Chu Fengmian said to himself.

He put all his expectations in the storage bag of the Wuyan Hall Master.

A burst of spiritual power was injected into it, and the storage bag suddenly opened. At a glance, there were countless jade bottles placed in rows.

There are fifty jade bottles containing all the Qi Gathering Pills!

"The wealth of the leader of Wuyan Hall is really astonishing. There are as many as ten thousand Qi Gathering Pills alone."

There was a hint of a smile on Chu Fengmian's lips.

Now, he is already in dire straits. To practice this Dragon Fighting Art and condense the essence and blood of ancient dragons, a huge amount of pills are needed to provide spiritual power.

This time he got tens of thousands of Qi Gathering Pills, and Chu Fengmian really made a fortune.

Apart from these Qi Gathering Pills, Chu Fengmian also saw seven spiritual weapons.

Of these seven spiritual weapons, the two most powerful ones are at the lower level of Xuan level, and the rest are all top-level Huang level spiritual weapons.

If these spiritual weapons were sold, they would be a huge fortune.

Other than that, there's not much else.

Just when Chu Fengmian was about to close the storage bag, a burst of spiritual power came from the storage bag, but Chu Fengmian suddenly stopped.

He looked inside again. In the deepest part of the storage bag, a milky white rock caught Chu Fengmian's attention.

The essence of spiritual power that just came from came from this milky white rock.

"What is this? It doesn't look like spiritual jade, but it contains such pure spiritual power."

Chu Fengmian picked up the milky white rock with a look of confusion in his eyes.

With his knowledge, he couldn't figure out what this milky white rock was.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to get a good thing. Yes, with it, you should be able to condense the third drop of ancient dragon blood essence."

Xing Xuan's lazy voice sounded in Chu Fengmian's mind.

It seemed that he woke up after feeling the essence of spiritual power in this milky white rock.

"Huh? What is this?"

Chu Fengmian asked in surprise.

Every time you condense the essence and blood of an ancient dragon, it is several times more difficult than the last time, and the resources required are also several times greater.

The last time Chu Fengmian spent more than 500 Qi Gathering Pills, the condensation was completed, but this time, even if Chu Fengmian spent 5,000 Qi Gathering Pills, he might not be able to do it.

The more ancient dragon dragon essence and blood are awakened, the stronger the natural strength will be, but the more resources will be needed.

Chu Fengmian had gathered so many Qi Gathering Pills now, but he did not choose to practice. He wanted to wait until he had accumulated more, and then choose an opportunity to devour them together to attack and condense the third drop of ancient dragon dragon essence and blood.

But Xing Xuan just said that with this milky white rock, Chu Fengmian actually had a chance to attack the third drop of ancient dragon blood essence?

"Can't you see? In the Nine Realms, the only one who can achieve such refined spiritual power is the underground spiritual milk."

Xingxuan's voice was as indifferent as ever, unwilling to explain more.

Normally, Xing Xuan would be in deep sleep. He would only appear when Chu Fengmian was practicing to give him some advice.

This time, it seemed that he appeared because he was interested in the milky white rocks.

"Underground spiritual milk?"

Chu Fengmian was surprised.

Chu Fengmian naturally knows what this underground spiritual milk is.

In this world, the most essential spiritual power is not pills, but the boundless earth veins hidden under the Nine Realms.

And this underground spiritual milk is actually a kind of elixir produced by the condensation of spiritual power in the earth's veins.

The spiritual power contained in a drop of underground spiritual milk is comparable to ordinary heaven-level elixirs, and the value of this underground spiritual milk even exceeds that of heaven-level elixirs.

Because no matter what kind of elixir it is, no matter how high its grade is, there will always be impurities, and it will be necessary to remove the impurities during refining.

But this underground spiritual milk is completely condensed with the most essence of spiritual power.

There is not a drop of impurities in it. If you swallow it, you don't need to refine it at all. Even if you give it to a pig, it can be refined and practiced.

However, this underground spiritual milk should look like a milky white liquid, but now it is a rock.

"Did this underground spiritual milk drip into this rock?"

Chu Fengmian suddenly understood.

The spiritual power emanating from the rock now is actually the spiritual power of the underground spiritual milk in the rock.

It's just that this underground spiritual milk, for some unknown reason, has integrated into this rock, so it can only exude spiritual power intermittently.

"As long as this underground spiritual milk can be stripped from the rock, it is really possible to condense the third drop of ancient dragon blood essence."

Chu Fengmian thought to himself.

Naturally, he knew the magic of this underground spiritual milk. In his previous life, in order for Chu Fengmian to condense his spiritual veins, the master of swordsmanship also found the underground spiritual milk and gave it to Chu Fengmian.

Chu Fengmian himself had felt that kind of pure and huge spiritual power, but Chu Fengmian at that time had no spiritual veins.

These spiritual powers only lasted for a short time and then dissipated.

But Chu Fengmian has personally experienced the effect of this underground spiritual milk, so he naturally knows how terrifying the effect of this underground spiritual milk is.

"Little guy, if you don't know how to extract the underground spiritual milk, you can come to me and I can tell you."

Xingxuan looked at Chu Fengmian playfully in his mind.