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"Sell Lingbao for money..."

Yang Huan looked at Chu Yu with surprised eyes, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

in his impression.

Take out something like Lingbao, which no one would think too much of, and sell it for money.

It's like a top unrivaled master taking out his most beloved sword and selling it for wine money.

Proper prodigal behavior!

This woman's brain circuit is really different from ordinary people.

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While chatting and laughing, the two had already arrived at the gate of Lingbao Pavilion.

An old man in gray clothes whose face could not be seen was standing at the door. Seeing the two people coming here, he did not speak, but just lit a stick of incense and nodded to them.

"You have to come out before the incense goes out."

His voice was very hoarse, not at all the spiritual outlook that a cultivator should have.

This can't help but remind Yang Huan of the previous ancestors of the Wang family.

He is obviously a strong man at the peak of the spiritual sea realm, logically speaking, his face should be very young, and his mental state is also very good.

But at that time, the ancestor of the Wang family was obviously an old man who seemed to have stepped half of his foot into the coffin, and was even older than Mr. Han.

Didn't it mean that the lifespan of a cultivator is very difficult to reach the end?

With this question in mind, Yang Huan lightly poked Chu Yu beside him, and asked.

Unsurprisingly, Yang Huan was once again stared at by Chu Yu.

"what are you thinking?"

"The lifespan of a cultivator is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people."

"But there must be an upper limit, and it won't be too exaggerated."

"Let me guess, the old man you mentioned must not have reached the Immortal King Realm?"

Yang Huan nodded disapprovingly, and said, "It's true that I haven't arrived, it's the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm."

Chu Yu snapped his fingers lightly and said, "That's right."

"Some cultivators can indeed achieve an infinite lifespan, and remain youthful forever."

"But that's only limited to practitioners who have obtained top-level spirit treasures and great luck."

"This kind of cultivator, even if he has not reached the realm of the fairy king, can remain young forever and will not die of old age."

"As for other cultivators, if they want to have an infinite lifespan, they can only desperately reach the realm of the Immortal King."

Speaking of this, Chu Yu's eyes turned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, she continued: "I remember that the age limit for cultivators at the peak of the Linghai Realm is about six thousand years old."

"If you want to obtain tens of thousands of ages, you can only reach the Immortal King Realm."

"A strong person in the Immortal King Realm, as long as they are not seriously injured and practice seriously, they can indeed live forever."

"Hearing what you said, the old man probably won't have a few years to live. He's estimated to be over 5000 years old, and he will die soon."

What Chu Yu said was exactly the same as what An Kelan said back then.

A strong person in the Immortal King Realm, as long as he cultivates seriously and has no serious internal injuries, is indeed an immortal existence.

At that level, unless one is chased all the way by people of the same level, it is very difficult to die.

And Yang Huan nodded thoughtfully, and said, "I see."

Chu Yu looked at Yang Huan with disdain, and said, "Isn't this the most basic common sense that a cultivator can understand?"

"How come you are like a mortal, knowing nothing."

Yang Huan just shook his head with a smile and didn't say much.

How could he tell Chu Yu that just ten days ago, he was just a useless mortal who hadn't stepped into the cultivation world?
"Okay, let's choose a Lingbao, the time is only 15 minutes."

"Even if you want to sell it, you have to pick a better one, don't you?"

Yang Huan suggested aloud.

Chu Yu nodded, Yang Huan was right.

So she walked to the other side of Yang Huan and began to carefully select Lingbao.

As for Yang Huan, he also calmed down, and began to carefully scan the spirit treasures placed on the shelf one after another.

Luonan Holy Academy is worthy of being an important place of inheritance with great heritage.

The only thing on this shelf is the spiritual treasure that has been covered with a heavy layer of dust.

Yang Huan could feel it just by looking at it.

None of the Lingbao placed on this shelf is weaker than the reprint that was photographed by the third young master of the Wang family at that time.

Even more than that.

But this also made Yang Huan difficult.

This does not know the detailed division of spirit treasures in the cultivation world.

And these spirit treasures look very similar, except for the different objects.

The power and aura emitted by them seem to be similar.

How to choose this?
Is it possible that I really want to choose a Lingbao that I think is convenient?

Just when Yang Huan was hesitating, he couldn't decide which one to choose.

The aura emanating from a small black wooden box suddenly made Yang Huan shudder suddenly.

This small wooden box looks very extraordinary, the circles and circles of patterns on it are extremely primitive, and it looks like it has been around for countless years.

I don't know what is stored in the box, but Yang Huan can feel it through the box.

The things stored here are not comparable to the spirit treasures randomly placed on these shelves.

Thinking of this, Yang Huan immediately stretched out his hand, wanting to open the small wooden box to see what happened.

However, just as he stretched out his hand, he immediately felt an extremely powerful force resisting his hand.

There seems to be an invisible shield on the small wooden box, protecting the small wooden box.

Yang Huan was amazed immediately, he stretched out his hand to casually touch a few spirit treasures beside him, but he didn't feel this way, so he could pick them up at will.

Only this small wooden box seems to have been restricted, and it is impossible to even reach out and touch it.

"This small wooden box is so extraordinary, what is stored in it must not be an ordinary spiritual treasure."

"Today, I will take a gamble and choose this small wooden box!"

Yang Huan secretly made up his mind in his heart, condensed countless magic powers in his hands, and grabbed the small wooden box again.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the restriction on the small wooden box was like a mountain, which could not be shaken at all.

Seeing that two-thirds of the incense that belonged to him has been burned, there is less than 5 minutes to let it go to waste.

Yang Huan gritted his teeth and decided to gamble on his luck.

In an instant, on his forehead, his companion fairy treasure quietly emerged.

Without waiting for an order in his mind, the third vertical pupil directly radiated a rainbow of light as if it was alive.

The small wooden box was irradiated by the rainbow light, and immediately lost its arrogance.

When Yang Huan stretched out his hand again, the original resistance was gone.

As for Yang Huan, he was naturally delighted, put away his accompanying fairy treasure, and opened the small wooden box.

The moment Yang Huan opened the small wooden box, Yang Huan froze for a moment, picked up the items in the box, and couldn't help but make a sound.

"Is this...a necklace?"