Qin Chen glanced at the old Taoist priest and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this is just a blood gallstone. Is there any treasure behind it?"

The old Taoist priest hummed: "I don't care, I want this. This is very rare."

"Whatever you get later, I will get 90%, and you will get 10%!"

When the old Taoist priest heard this, his mouth twitched.

However, looking at the thumb-sized blood gallstone, I really couldn't bear to part with it.

"good!"

Finally, the old Taoist priest nodded.

Qin Chen smiled and handed the blood gallstone to the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest was holding the blood gallstone in his hand and was very happy.

This thing is magically tight. It is useful for refining elixirs and refining treasures, and it is very valuable.

Not a loss.

Who knows what else is behind?

Maybe there is nothing.

The old Taoist priest carefully put the blood gallstone into his rag bag.

Qin Chen didn't say much, but looked around the hall.

At this time, the surroundings of the main hall were bright, and a picture scroll was carved on the wall.

These scrolls are not landscapes, but descriptions.

The entire surrounding murals record a picture, which can be clearly understood when viewed from one side.

A man in robes stands on the top of a high mountain, picking something.

The man appeared again, in front of a source beast.

In front of a terrifying source beast.
Chapter completed!