After receiving five million holy stones, Ling Feiyu didn't look happy at all, but instead sighed.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen took out Emperor Yi's bone staff and Emperor Buddha's relics, and told Ling Xiu what he was thinking, hoping to get Ling Xiu's help.

Ling Xiu took the Emperor Yi's bone staff and Emperor Buddha's relics, observed them carefully, and said with a smile: "This is not difficult! The power of Emperor Buddha's relics can just suppress evil spirits. Moreover, there are divine marks between people's eyebrows.

It is the hub connecting the outside world and the Qi Sea. All you need to do is inlay it in and carve out some inscriptions. Anyway, it should be very simple."

What is easy for the great spiritual sage is as difficult as climbing to the sky for Zhang Ruochen. This is the gap.

It seemed really simple. It only took less than a quarter of an hour for Ling Xiu to inlay the Emperor Buddha's relic into the center of the eyebrow of Emperor Yi's bone staff and carve some extremely profound inscriptions on the relic.

The lines on the bone staff all turned into gold, appearing to be both sacred and evil. The two conflicting powers were perfectly integrated into one.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the Yi Huang Bone Staff and smiled with satisfaction.

Zhang Ruochen was still in pain after being slaughtered with five million holy stones by Ling Feiyu, so he was ready to ask Ling Xiu to do something for him again.

So, Zhang Ruochen took out Shen Yuan's ancient sword and the purple sacred stone and said, "Senior Ling Xiu, I wonder if you can help me inlay this sacred stone into the sword body?"

You must know that the purple divine stone can greatly increase the power of monks, and Zhang Ruochen has long wanted to inlay it on Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

Ling Feiyu couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Zhang Ruochen, are you done yet? Do you know the price of hiring a spiritual power saint to do your work? How about you add five million more holy stones?"

"Huh!"
Chapter completed!