The benevolent old man asked Li Yiming: "What kind of spirit grass elixir do you need to heal my brother, you can just speak!" Li Yiming thought for a while and said: "Senior uncle, if you want to heal your master's injuries, you must at least have a spirit grass of more than seven grades!" The benevolent old man's face darkened: "Where did I get the spirit grass above the seventh grade! What are you going to be? I have the wealth of the country, but there may not be many spirit grasses above the seventh grade, and I may not have one! You kid won't want to be bad, fool me into hitting this old bone on the Xuanyuan Dynasty!" Zhao Dezhu said: "Seven-grade spirit grass is so rare, even if the master and uncle's family have a great business, they don't have it?" Xiaoyaozi said: "Since the collapse of the Heavenly Road ten thousand years ago, the Heavenly Dao has begun to weaken, and the spiritual energy in this world is also weakening, and the spiritual grass, elixir and so on have begun to become more and more scarce, if I remember correctly, in the past few thousand years, the only seven-grade elixir that has ever been born is that the Xuanyuan Dynasty cut off a thousand-year-old Xuezhi from the Yuanjing ore, and I have never heard of the news of other seven-grade elixirs!" Li Yiming took out the storage bag that he had wanted to leave for Zhou Lao

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