Chapter 218 (2/2)

Mu Xiaodong, the son of Lieyang, has been in trouble for many years in Nanyun. He has robbed his family, killed people and set fire to them. I don't know how many disciples of the clan he has killed, let alone how many clan he has put him on the reward list, so there must be a lot of good things for him.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, under Fan Cheng's guidance, there was a dull sound on the ground. A large part of the cave collapsed and expanded the entrance more than five times.

Suddenly, a half acre underground stone chamber appeared in front of the public.

On the ground of the stone room, there were some jars scattered, and several storage bags fell on the ground.

Thinking of the appearance of Mu Xiaodong fighting with the crowd with his bare hands, the crowd estimated that this guy was in a hurry, so he didn't take the storage bag.

They jumped down and opened the jars one by one.

All of a sudden, a strong smell of medicine came out.

Among the people, Dou Huanhuan had the most research on Linghua and lingcao. At the moment, his eyes were wide open and stammered: ”Fenghuang flower, Ruyu grass, Liuyu leimu, Shenhuo flower stem... My God, where did this guy get these lingcai...”

Hearing her words, other people immediately felt cold sweat.

Although they can't recognize these talents, Dou Huanhuan's names are all seen on the exchange list of zongmen.

Although these spiritual materials are not very precious, they are not so easy to obtain. Even in the resource rich clan, they need to be exchanged with contribution points, not as cheap as Chinese cabbage.

All of these spiritual talents are divided. It's very appropriate whether they are contributed to the sect, exchanged for corresponding contribution points, or kept by themselves.

After the talent was divided, everyone was already hot. They just felt that even if there was nothing left, this trip was worth it.

If they save their own contribution points and then exchange them, even the fifth of them will take ten years!

This time, we'll make a lot of money just for lingcai!

In the hearts of all the people, the idea was still like this. When they opened the storage bags, even Chu Yan was silly.

There were five storage bags at the scene, one of which contained spiritual money. The number was no less than 200000!

The other three are filled with spirit stones. The number of them is more than 1000. I'm afraid they are all the harvest of Mr. Mu Xiaodong in the past decades!

Now he did not enjoy a piece of his own, all belong to the presence of Chu Yan and others.

So many spirit stones, neatly stacked together, the blue light reflected everyone's whole body.

All the people present, even the highest level Fan Cheng, had never seen so many spirit stones. For a moment, there was only the sound of breathing, and there was no other movement.

There are at least two hundred of these spirit stones, which are equally distributed to everyone present.

Chu Yan's apprentices only get one stone a month, while Fan Cheng's disciples only get three stone a month.

If each person is more than 200 yuan, this is an unimaginable huge wealth!

Finally, Chu Yan was the first to recover. After all, he robbed two times in a row some time ago, adding up to more than 100 pieces of spirit stone, so he said, ”elder martial brother, let's see what's in the remaining storage bag.”

He thought that he would quickly let people's attention away from the spirit stone, otherwise, it would be possible for them to see it like this for a year and a half.

Fan Cheng and others were extremely difficult, so they moved their eyes away from the spirit stone, and then opened the remaining storage bag.