"How can there be nothing? It doesn't make sense." Fang Shibo, holding a token in his hand, looks at Gu Fenghua and other people's back, mumbling to himself in confusion.

"Lord, come and have a look." Gao Yangbo suddenly called out.

"What's the matter with the shouting?" Fang Shibo muttered and walked forward for a while. He was stunned again, and even his breath became short.

In front of us, hundreds of Shengyuan grasses are shining brightly in the morning sun.

Although Fang Shibo is the head of the hall, it's not the first time he's been to biluogu, but he hasn't seen so many holy source grasses. However, although there are many holy source grasses, there is not a holy source dew. Obviously, all the holy source dew has fallen into the hands of Gu Fenghua and others.

"They are lucky. They are not only unharmed, but also find so many shengyuanlu. If they had known this, they should not have come to biluogu and wasted so many shengyuandan." Gao Yangbo said with chagrin.

As a result, Fang's face became darker. It was his idea to motivate Gu Fenghua to come to Biluo valley. Unfortunately, the human relationship didn't sell out. Instead, several people of Gu Fenghua went to the pit and found more than a dozen Shengyuan pills, and finally found hundreds of Shengyuan dew.

Now, it's easy for a few people to pass the examination and become a saint. It's even more difficult for them to handle her. It's like lifting a stone and hitting their own feet.

However, it's OK to know this kind of thing, but Uncle Gao Yang has to say it. Isn't it blatant to hit him in the face?

Fang didn't even bother to look at Gao Yangbo again. He walked out of the valley with a black face.

In my heart, I can't help but wonder: so many Shengyuan grasses grow here, and the number of demons they guard must be huge. There may even be high-level monsters comparable to Xuansheng. It's a miracle that Gu Fenghua and others can persist in Biluo Valley until now. How can they collect Shengyuan dew without injury? I don't understand what's going on.

Unconsciously, they walked out of the blue valley.

Suddenly, a loud hawk crows from the sky. A black Falcon swoops down like electricity and lands on Fang Shibo's shoulder. On the Falcon's claw, there is a letter box made of pure gold.

Fang Shibo opened the mailbox, took out a letter which was rolled together, and opened it to read. Gradually, the corners of his mouth show a smile, the previous depression all swept away.

"Lord, what's the matter?" Seeing Fang's face, Gao Yangbo asks curiously.

"It's a good thing. It's a great good thing. This time, I see how Gu Fenghua can escape from me. Ha ha ha ha." Fang Shibo burst out laughing.

……

As soon as they left Biluo Valley, Gu Fenghua went straight to the direction of the ethereal cloud valley.

"Wait a minute." Xie Huaiyuan suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter, elder Xie?" Gu Fenghua several people habitually followed to stop.

"Golden rattan, it's a good thing. It's not easy to find." Xie Huaiyuan said as he bent down and threw a Peng of herbs into the space bracelet.

Gu Fenghua remembered that they had only been on their way before, but they didn't see any exotic flowers and plants. Now that they had collected enough shengyuanlu, there was nothing important to rush back. Naturally, these exotic flowers and plants could not be missed. So they started to collect herbs immediately.