But Qiao Bin felt a familiar atmosphere from it.

Obviously, he actually felt the breath of the obsession treasure again.

"Are these things... all from the secret realm?" Qiao Bin asked casually.

"Who knows... Anyway, they are here now." Qian Wuyou replied with a smile.

The corners of Qiao Bin's mouth turned up slightly.

Obviously, both of them had a tacit understanding.

Whether it is here or not is actually not that important.

The important thing is that the official should use reasonable means to clear out his contribution.

Of course, Qiao Bin didn't object to this method.

If he really got something useful, Jobin didn't mind official means.

To be honest, Qiao Bin couldn't identify what these things were.

Even those secret books were not very attractive to Qiao Bin.

After briefly flipping through it, Qiao Bin put it down.

Among these secret books, the best one only reaches the level of a second-rate sect's secret book.

However, this kind of secret book is found in first-class sects...

It's just a secret book at the level of a court official.

It's not really a secret book for the town sect.

This difference can be imagined.

Even if Qiao Bin's current internal strength is only as good as the fragments of the "Yi Jin Jing", it is still much stronger than these so-called secrets to suppress the sect.

After reading the secret book, Qiao Bin looked at the elixir.

The elixirs are packed in white porcelain bottles one after another.

As for what the name is, whether it's special or anything like that, Qiao Bin couldn't recognize it.

Although Linghu Chong is a high disciple of Huashan, the Huashan sect itself has relatively few alchemists.

In his era, there was no one left.

So Linghu Chong didn't know these things either.

Besides, he is the male protagonist.

Who has ever seen a martial arts hero taking drugs every day?

Although Linghu Chong once suffered from an incurable disease, it could not be cured by medicine or stone.

He shook his head and skipped the pill again.

Although there is a high probability that the elixir here will not kill anyone, if you spend 100 contributions to buy something with less than 1 contribution, you will probably die from discomfort.

So instead of doing this, it is better not to buy it.

The third pile is weapons.

There was a pile of swords, guns, swords and halberds.

But the feeling of these swords to Qiao Bin was not as good as the one in his hand now.

Thinking about it, this doesn't seem unusual.

With ancient iron smelting technology, it was really difficult to make steel.

Although modern technology cannot sharpen the edge, the material is solid.

So modern swords are really much stronger than ancient ones.

And there is no such thing as a favorite among the weapons.

So Jobin skipped again.

Finally, he arrived at the place where he had always wanted to come, but could only come little by little.

He looked at the mixed things calmly.

Soon, Qiao Bin's eyes glanced at a short stick.

A small wooden stick less than two inches long.

If you don't look carefully, you might even think it is a small branch.

Qiao Bin pretended to pass by the small wooden stick casually, and then asked with some confusion: "Why is there still garbage here?" As he said that, he quietly kicked the small wooden stick into the debris pile nearby.

Qian Wuyou looked at Qiao Bin and said nothing.

Then Qiao Bin began to squat down and pretend to pick things, but in fact, he used the power of the bracelet to put away the small wooden stick immediately.

It wasn't until he was sure to put it away that a stone fell in Qiao Bin's heart.

Then, he began to look at the pile of debris in front of him.

It is said that when Qiao Bin saw this pile of debris, his heart collapsed.

Although he didn't have a mysophobia, he still felt an unspeakable discomfort when he saw so many things piled up indiscriminately.

Oh, maybe he has obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Chapter completed!