At this moment, not only did this old man want to refine a Spirit Breaking Pill, but he also vainly attempted to refine a Spirit Breaking Pill. Beiting Huang thought to herself, one stalk of Sky Rehmannia? Even if it was a hundred stalks of Sky Rehmannia, he wouldn't be able to refine a Spirit Breaking Pill. However, she didn't dare to say such words in front of this old lunatic. Otherwise, it would be terrible if he pestered her.
At this moment, Agul's soul in the space sent a voice transmission to Beiting Huang's sea of consciousness. "Master, ask for the hairpin on his head."
Beiting Huang was puzzled. She looked at the withered vine on the old man's head. It was black and full of oil. That oil could probably be used to stir-fry several bowls of vegetables. What was the use of it? "Agul, if you lack hairpins, let's buy one!"
