In the outside world, an Earth Spirit Grass could be sold for more than 300 gold coins, and there was no market for it!
Su Han opened his eyes wide and counted, "10, 20, 50, 90..."
There was simply no end to it.
The magic power here was very rich. Because of the restrictions outside, the magic power was confined in the valley, and the magic power could not escape, thus forming such a precious land.
Only this kind of precious land could breed so many spiritual herbs.
Su Han shouted and rushed up, putting all the spiritual herbs in the valley into his interspatial ring. He didn't miss a single one.
In less than half an hour, Su Han's interspatial ring was full of more than a hundred spiritual herbs.
"Tranquility Flower!"
After Su Han finished picking the spiritual herbs, he was immediately attracted by the small blue flowers in the crack between the stones.