"not good!"
Yu Wenhua was shocked, and he repeatedly activated his magic power in an attempt to recall the stone inkstone. However, because his magic power was far inferior to Zhang Yao, he could not resist the adsorption power of the thick soil Lianyun Banner.
At this time, even though Yu Wenhua didn't have much experience in fighting, he sensed something was wrong and subconsciously used protective spells.
The next moment:
"call out!"
A sharp yellowish crystal condensed out of thin air and flew out as fast as lightning.
Under the power of high-level spells, Yu Wenhua's protective spells were like paper that could be broken with a single poke.
"Bang!"
A bloody hole penetrated Yu Wenhua's head, his eyes instantly lost their energy, and his body fell to the ground.
Shi Yan, who lost the support of his magic power, was immediately knocked back to his original shape, quickly shrank to the size of a palm, and was swallowed up by the yellow-brown mist.
"Uncle Emperor!"
"Third uncle!"
"No!"
Several Yuwen family monks below suddenly exclaimed, watching this scene with splitting eyes.
Zhang Yao, however, was merciless and kept pushing the thick soil cloud flag in his hand. The yellow-brown mist billowed endlessly, transforming into a giant python and wreaking havoc.
The few remaining monks in the early stage of Qi refining in the Yuwen family still wanted to resist, but the gap in strength was too great. They didn't even have a chance to escape, and they died soon after.
After just a few breaths, the Yuwen family on Kirigakure Island, which had dominated the immortal world of Lu for decades, was declared extinct.
Zhang Yao put away the thick soil Lianyun flag, lowered the escape light, and landed on Wuyin Island.
He glanced around and saw that in addition to several acres of spiritual fields, there were large palace attics and cornices and brackets, showing the royal luxury.
If outsiders entered by mistake, they would probably think that this was a royal palace rather than a residence for reclusive monks.
"Being born in the royal family and born into a noble family, it is no wonder that the monks of the Yuwen family act so domineeringly and often go against the grain..."
Zhang Yao shook his head, stretched out his hand, and several storage bags and magical weapons scattered on the ground fell into his hands.
"The legacy of the old lady of the Liu family has become the capital for your dominance."
Zhang Yao put his magic power into the storage bag and quickly figured out what he had gained.
There are two most important treasures. One is a high-level magic weapon, which is the square stone inkstone in Yu Wenhua's hand.
The second treasure is a complete set of "Bitao Formation" flags, which were used to protect Wuyin Island and deter many casual cultivators from the Lu Kingdom.
"This thing is pretty good."
Zhang Yao put away the formation flag and after checking it, he showed a hint of satisfaction.
This set of formation flags engraved with the Bi Tao Formation is a special set of magical weapons. Although it is only mid-level, its value is still higher than ordinary high-level magical weapons.
Likewise, this type of magic weapon consumes more mana than other magic weapons of the same level.
Yu Wenhua's magic power is weak and he cannot exert his true power. Otherwise, even Zhang Yao may not be able to successfully attack.
"This is the main formation flag, and there are eight corresponding small formation flags. They should be deployed on the periphery of Kirigakure Island."
"When you leave, you have to check it out."
Zhang Yao used the thick soil Lianyun flag to forcefully break the formation, which would definitely cause some damage to a certain small formation flag.
However, the most important main formation flag in Yu Wenhua's hands was intact. Zhang Yao could try to repair the remaining small formation flags himself.
In addition to two high-level magic weapons:
The Yuwen family on Hidden Kiri Island also has four mid-level magical artifacts and fifteen low-level magical artifacts in their hands. They are probably the inheritance of the old lady of the Liu family.
A rough estimate shows that if all these magic weapons were converted into spiritual stones, there would be almost 1,500 of them.
"This wave can be regarded as a windfall."
Zhang Yao couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
"No wonder so many monks choose to engage in robbery and illegal work. This golden belt of murder and arson is really true."
"After all the hard work of refining elixirs, refining weapons, and making talismans, how can you make money so quickly by killing people and setting fires?"
He shook his head, suppressed some distracting thoughts, and continued to count the harvest.
"These Bigu Pills, Spiritual Grasses, and Spiritual Rice are small in quantity and of little value."
"However, the Yuwen family's spiritual stone reserves add up to less than one hundred yuan, which is really hard to understand..."
Zhang Yao was a little confused.
When the old lady of the Liu family moved her family to the State of Lu, whether it was to avoid the limelight or to avoid enemies, she must have been prepared in advance.
From the set of "Bitao Formation" flags she left for protection, we can see some of her thoughts.
Since she had known for a long time that the spiritual energy environment in the Lu country was harsh, there was no way she would not reserve hundreds or even more spiritual stones to wait for future generations to be born with geniuses to provide for their cultivation needs.
"Hmm... maybe it was used by someone from the Yuwen family?"
Zhang Yao thought like this and felt something was wrong in his heart.
If the spirit stones left by Mrs. Liu were really used by the Yuwen family, it would not have taken so many years for Yu Wenhua to be a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining.
"Forget it, there is no need to delve into this issue."
Zhang Yao thought for a moment and had no clue, so he put the matter aside for the time being.
He came to the outskirts of the island, checked the small formation flags, put away these formation flags, and left Kirigakure Island with his flying sword.
There are many things left by the Yuwen family, such as some classics, jade slips, bottles and jars, etc. It is time-consuming to check these things.
Let’s leave it all to be counted later.
…………
On Panlong Ridge, the place of spiritual spring.
The old man and the young man waited for more than two hours, and gradually became a little anxious and restless.
"Nothing should happen..."
The old man felt very uneasy, wondering whether he should run away early.
If the fellow Taoist cultivator in Panlong Ridge failed and people from the Yuwen family came after him, he wouldn't have died in vain by staying here.
Just when he was hesitating, the surrounding fog suddenly dispersed on its own, and Zhang Yao piloted the flying sword to escape the light and fell from the sky.
"Fellow Taoist, you are back!"
The old man was overjoyed when he saw Zhang Yao's calm expression and that there were obviously no pursuers behind him.
"Well, I have kept the two fellow Taoists waiting for a long time."
Zhang Yao put away his flying sword, smiled slightly, and said:
"The Yuwen family on Wuyin Island has been destroyed by me."
"From now on, all my colleagues in the Lu Kingdom will no longer have to suffer the oppression of the Yuwen family and can practice freely."
As soon as these words came out, the old man's nose felt sour, and he almost shed tears, and sighed:
"How pitiful God is! God knows how I got here all these years... The damned Yuwen family has finally received its retribution!"
"yes!"
The young man on the side was also very excited and said repeatedly:
"They have been greedy and aloof over the years, and they act really unscrupulously... Do you really think no one can control them? They dare to provoke the seniors. They deserve to be exterminated."
(End of chapter)
