205 The Desolate Sacred Maiden

Lu Qingyun was now in the Alchemy Hall and he was searching greedily. There were many hundreds of rare spirit herbs in this hall and quite a few were spirit herbs that could only be found in the Red Death Valley. These were the ones that he had needed for his sixth rank alchemy divine pill!

There were also many thousand year spirit herbs that took several hundred years to grow in spirit form before materializing for just a single year before vanishing into spirit forms again.

Lu Qingyun was muttering, "That insane old man really has a treasure trove of spirit herbs. I feel so bad that I am taking them all. He must have taken several hundred years or even thousands of years to cumulative all these rare spirit herbs."

Yan'Er yawned softly, "Master, why do you want these spirit herbs and roots for?"