A scrap collection station comes to mind

If within two years, he could go one step further and have the power to help Ancestor Qingshan reborn, he would not hesitate to help.

Of course, this is if.

If you say something you can't promise at this time, it will only add cause and effect.

"I will try my best to help you complete the two things that fellow Taoist told me."

Chen Muyu said with relief, in fact, the two things that Patriarch Qingshan told him were not that difficult.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

The Qingshan Patriarch smiled happily, as if he had finished explaining the funeral arrangements and no longer had any worries in his heart. After chatting with Chen Muyu for a few words, he saw off his guests.

…

"Uncle Master's situation, hey..."

Coming down from Xiaoyao Peak, Fan Xin was already waiting.

The two of them came to the main hall of the main peak side by side, and Fan Xin was obviously in a heavy mood.

Although Qingshan has not entered the realm of perfection, his status is extremely high in the Great and Small Lingshan Mountains, and he can be regarded as a spiritual leader besides Wu Xin.

The only surviving uncle is about to die, but he is powerless and can only watch helplessly. This feeling is indescribable.

"Does Wu Xin know? What did he say?" Chen Muyu asked.

"Why."

Fan Xin sighed, "Senior brother is powerless. I can only use this pool of creation to barely hang on his life. Some time ago, I invited fellow Taoist Mingyan to come and see me. The Taiwu Clan was also helpless. The disease on my uncle's body The backlash of the curse is too strong and has lasted for too long. Even if the witch ancestor is alive, it will be difficult for him to recover."

Chen Muyu didn't say much. The Taiwu Clan may have reservations, but what does this have to do with him?

If people are unwilling to help, you can still force them to help.

If your own problems have not been solved, how can you help others?

"Fellow Taoist Qingshan gave me something."

Facing Fan Xin, one of his own, he had no scruples, so he told Fan Xin what Patriarch Qingshan had given him before.

He also took out the jade pendant.

After Fan Xin saw it, he was also sighing, "Uncle Qingshan does have some wealth. The fact that he can give these things to you proves that he has given up on survival..."

"Take me to the treasure house to see?" Chen Muyu asked.

How much wealth there is, we have to see it on the spot to know.

Don't blame him for being obsessed with money.

This feeling is like visiting relatives when you were a child, and your elders gave you a red envelope. You can't wait to open it to see how much is in the red envelope.

Fan Xin nodded slightly and immediately took Chen Muyu away from the main peak and headed towards the northern foot of Xiaoling Mountain.

Xiaoling Mountain was greatly affected by the previous war and was almost in ruins. Although it has been rebuilt now, Chen Muyu is not sure whether the so-called treasure house still exists.

If it is destroyed, the joy will be in vain.

After a while, we arrived at the northern foot of Xiaoling Mountain, a large mountain called Zulao Mountain.

There is an ancient palace here.

It is the temple of Xiaoling Mountain, and it is said that the spiritual tablets of ancestors of Xiaoling Mountain are enshrined inside.

When Brahma Xin came here, he obviously became devout.

The palace is guarded by two super-level monks and protected by a large formation. It is difficult for ordinary people to get close to it.

The identity of the Brahma Heart is naturally different.

Under his leadership, we entered the temple smoothly.

The two of them did not go to the main hall.

After all, it was a place where the spirit tablets were enshrined. Chen Muyu was not a disciple of Xiaoling Mountain, so there was no need to go there to pay homage.

After bypassing the main hall, we came to an arched building.

Here, there is also a magic circle guarding it, and the level of the magic circle is not low.

Brahma Xin opened the magic circle and the two of them walked in.

Inside is a round platform with many stone gates next to it.

Each stone gate has a special seal.

Brahma Xin said, "This is the private storage place of some great monks in Xiaoling Mountain. This place is strictly sealed, and it is difficult for even a strong person in the Perfection Realm to sneak into it. It can be said to be absolutely safe. I also have a warehouse here, but , it’s basically empty and nothing is put there…”

While talking, Fan Xin led Chen Muyu to a stone door.

The stone door was slightly mottled and dust had accumulated on it.

"This is Uncle Qingshan's private warehouse, but..."

"But what?"

Fan Xin smiled bitterly, "Although the warehouse is the private collection of my uncle, the sect still retains a key. The contents in it have been accessed by Ling Kuang in the name of my uncle over the years. There are also I can’t tell what’s left!”

Hearing this, Chen Muyu frowned slightly.

Ling Kuang is really everywhere.

He always jumps out to criticize people.

Nodding, Chen Muyu took out the jade talisman given to him by Patriarch Qingshan and threw it on the stone door.

The jade talisman was immediately embedded on the stone gate, a yellow light spread, and the seal on the stone gate quickly faded.

Fan Xin stepped forward and gave him a gentle push.

Boom!

The stone door was pushed open easily.

What hit me was the smell of dust and decay.

There's a lot of space inside.

The light is pretty good too.

There are boxes after boxes and rows upon rows of shelves.

There were many books of various categories. Chen Muyu flipped through them casually, pulled out a rough scan of the system, and soon lost interest.

Then there are all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, magic weapons and sharp swords, magic weapons and Taoist tools.

The quantity is large and the categories are prosperous.

There are also some supreme level treasures, but only a very small number.

At Chen Muyu's level, these things have long been out of sight.

In line with the principle of not wasting, Chen Muyu recycled all these things.

The price given by the system is quite reasonable.

They were packaged and sold, giving Chen Muyu almost 1,000 yuan worth of wealth.

Compared with Chen Muyu's current huge wealth of tens of thousands of Beijing, 1,000 Beijing is not a big sum of money, but it is not a small sum either.

Besides, this is only part of the wealth in the treasure house.

There are still many ores stacked in the treasure house.

Various ores, including spiritual jade.

There are a lot of them, stacked up into mountains.

It was a small surprise for Chen Muyu.

After calculation, plus the previous gains, this treasure house brought Chen Muyu a wealth value of 8,000 Beijing.

Together with his previous savings, Chen Muyu's wealth has reached 30,000 yuan after coming out of the treasure house.

In addition, there is a large amount of spiritual jade, which is no less than 50,000 Beijing.

In other words, Chen Muyu's wealth at this moment has exceeded 80,000 Beijing.

Very fulfilling feeling.

Every time he received wealth, Chen Muyu would feel extremely fulfilled.

Over the years, in order to become powerful quickly, he has tried every means to amass wealth. But in fact, as long as you are strong enough, wealth is easy to come by. Even if you don't look for it, it will find you on its own initiative!

If it hadn't been used by Ling Kuang, the wealth in this treasure house would obviously be more than that.

After coming out of the treasure house, Chen Muyu still felt a little regretful and looked at the other stone gates with unfinished thoughts.