The ancient volume left by the old monk is real.
According to the records in the book, if one wants to further temper their body, they must find a rare herb called Iron Embroidery and use it to refine a medicinal substance to cleanse the body.
However, the Iron Embroidery has long been lost, and the species is even extinct. Zhou Shihuai can only sigh in regret.
For the past decade, he has traveled the world, trying to find a substitute for the Iron Embroidery, but to no avail.
Lin Beichen's Immortal Pill might fulfill his wish.
Lin Beichen calmly looked at Zhou Shihuai, unmoved by his display of wealth.
"I have no use for money. If you have rare plants or unique stone materials, we can trade."
Lost plants, rare stones.
What kind of things are these?
If Lin Beichen wanted money, he could produce it without hesitation. But the two things Lin Beichen asked for were too strange. Where could he find them?
