"Goodbye!"

"Not giving!"

The two bowed each other, and Hyacinth's figure disappeared.

Do something big.

Inside a ground fire pill room.

Hyacinth opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his pupils: "It's revealed!"

On the table in front of him, spiritual plants such as Yan Yu Crystal Corn emerged one after another.

"Okay... I won't admit my mistake in this feeling!"

Although it was just a bunch of low-level spiritual plants, Hyacinth's face was very excited: "Mutual spiritual plants! It's absolutely impossible to be wrong! With them, my Ten Thousand Grass Pill Furnace can go a step further! Haha...haha..."

...

Dream world.

‘Then Hyacinth is an alchemist. He bought all kinds of precious spiritual plants, which should be to study the properties of medicine and develop new spiritual elixirs?’

Fang Yuan walked back to the square, still thinking in his heart.

‘The dream master’s real dream is really convenient!’

The real dream is the dream master's private space. It can outline various objects with dream power and manifest them in the real world. The consumption varies from person to object.

But if you do the opposite, first put the real thing into the real dream, and then exchange it with other dream masters, then you can be taken out by another dream master as long as you put in a little effort. It is the most convenient means of material exchange between the two places, but the threshold is too high, at least you must be a Void Saint.

‘How did I have the illusion of a courier?’
Chapter completed!