"Father, let me give this bird egg to my sixth sister. We have also obtained a lot of good things in Lingshan Village, and there are also warm... four storage bags."

Sister Liu didn't expect Fu Shiyi to speak for her and nodded to Fu Shiyi with gratitude.

Fu Zhihong:

"Okay, since Liu Yatou wants it, then assign this bird egg to her. Siyuan, do you agree?"

"Okay."

Fu Siyuan pondered for a moment and agreed readily.

Sister Liu was a little excited and gave everyone a gift before taking the wooden box containing the black pompeople eggs.

Next is the harvest of the Lingshan Village.

Fu Shiyi waved his sleeves, and three more wooden boxes opened: "We killed a dragon in Lingshan Village, and we obtained a pair of claws and two pieces of natal scales. In addition, the dragon's flesh and blood were also refined by me to purify it into juice and stored in a jar."

Although the dragon has not transformed into a dragon.

After all, it is also contaminated with the aura of a dragon.

The materials on it are barely enough to refine magic weapons.

Fu Zhihong spoke directly:

"This dragon is hard to find, so its materials are put into the public center for exchange for the tribe members who need it. In addition, we will take the spiritual herbs and medicines obtained from Lingshan first, and we will no longer be exchanged in the market. This time, I am afraid that the rest of them will also win a lot and will not be sold at any good price. Then we will return to Jingzhou and sell them."

The spiritual herbs obtained on Lingshan are worth about 30,000 spirit stones in total.

Fu Shiyi took these wooden boxes back to his storage bags as he said. Now the whole tent became much empty, leaving only a futon, a shelf bed, two wooden boxes and four storage bags.

Both the futon and the shelf bed were obtained in the Dragon Palace.

At that time, he fled in panic and had not had time to take a closer look.

Fu Zhihong stretched out his hand and the cushion fell into his hand. He saw him pinching his left hand and injecting the true essence into the cushion. The originally dim and old cushion flashed with a flash of inspiration. There were stars around him starting to linger, colorful, and more and more stars gathered. Fu Zhihong's face showed an ecstasy look, and the magic tricks were collected.

The starlight dissipated instantly.

"If I guessed correctly this cushion should have been refined from the ancient Ning Andi. This vine was extinct 60,000 years ago. I didn't expect that there would be such a treasure in the Dragon Palace!"

Ning Ando?!

Fu Shiyi and Fu Siyuan both looked confused.

"Father, what are the effects of this Ando?"

Fu Zhihong carefully sealed the futon, then looked up and said, "Ning Ando absorbed the spirits of all things and grew up. It took ten thousand years to grow a piece. For older people, sitting cross-legged on it can not only speed up the absorption of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, but also improve and broaden the meridians after the spiritual energy is filtered by the futon. For us older monks, it is undoubtedly a treasure that is rare in a thousand years."

In this way.

This cushion is undoubtedly the most suitable for Fu Zhihong.

Fu Shiyi and the other two are still young, and their meridians are not aging.

No one had any objections, so Fu Zhihong happily took the futon, but thinking about the value of Ning Ando futon, he still coughed lightly and said:

"For fairness, we will finally estimate the price of each treasure. No matter who the treasure belongs to, we will make up for the more or less based on the spirit stones that can be distributed in the end."
Chapter completed!