Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

"not good!"

Yu Wenhua was taken aback, and tried to recall the stone inkstone with his mana again and again, but because his mana was far inferior to Zhang Yao, he couldn't resist Houtu Lianyunqi's adsorption force at all.

This time, even though Yu Wenhua didn't have much experience in fighting skills, he sensed that something was wrong, and subconsciously propped up a protective spell.

Next moment:

"call out!"

A pale yellow sharp crystal condenses out of thin air and shoots out as fast as lightning.

Under the power of high-level spells, Yu Wenhua's protective spells are like paper paste, which can be broken with a single poke.

"Boom!"

A blood hole was pierced through Yu Wenhua's head, his eyes lost their luster in an instant, and his body fell to the ground.

The Shi Yan, which lost its mana support, was immediately beaten back to its original shape, quickly shrunk to the size of a palm, and was engulfed by the yellow-brown mist.

"Uncle!"

"Third Uncle!"

"No!"

The few Yuwen family monks below suddenly exclaimed, watching this scene with tearful eyes.

Zhang Yao, however, showed no mercy, repeatedly urging the Thick Soil Lianyun Banner in his hands, the yellow-brown mist churned endlessly, transformed into a giant python and wreaked havoc.

The few remaining monks of the Yuwen family who were at the early stage of Qi refining wanted to resist, but the difference in strength was too great. They didn't even have a chance to escape, and they all died soon.

After just a few breaths, the Yuwen family on Wuyin Island, who had dominated the world of cultivating immortals in the Lu Kingdom for decades, was declared extinct.

Zhang Yao put away the Thick Earth Lianyun Banner, lowered the Dunguang, and landed on Wuyin Island.

He swept his eyes and saw that apart from a few acres of spiritual fields, there were large areas of palace attics, cornices and brackets, showing royal luxury.

If outsiders enter by mistake, they may think that this is the royal palace, not the residence of hermit monks.

"Born in the royal family and born noble, it's no wonder that the monks of Yuwen's family act so domineeringly, and they are always in trouble..."

Zhang Yao shook his head, stretched out his hand, and a few storage bags and some magical artifacts 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's mana penetrated into the storage bag, and he quickly figured out the harvest this time.

There are two most important treasures, one is a high-level magic weapon, which is the stone inkstone in Yu Wenhua's hand.

The second treasure is a complete set of flags of the "Bi Tao Formation", which used to protect Wuyin Island and deter many Loose Cultivators from the Lu Kingdom.

"This thing is not bad."

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 Blue Wave Formation is a special set of magic weapons. Although the grade is only middle-level, its value is higher than ordinary high-level magic weapons.

Similarly, this type of magic weapon consumes more mana than other magic weapons of the same rank.

Yu Wenhua's mana is weak, and he can't exert his real power, otherwise even Zhang Yao may not be able to attack smoothly.

"This is the main formation flag, and there are eight corresponding small formation flags, which should be deployed on the periphery of Wuyin Island."

"When we leave, we have to check it out."

Zhang Yao used the Thick Soil Lianyun Flag to forcibly break through the formation, which would definitely cause some damage to a small formation flag.

However, the most important main formation flag in Yu Wenhua's hands is intact, and Zhang Yao can try to repair the remaining small formation flags.

In addition to the two high-level instruments:

In the hands of the Yuwen family on Wuyin Island, there are four middle-level magical artifacts and fifteen low-level magical artifacts, which are probably the inheritance of the old lady of the Liu family.

To make a rough estimate, there are almost 1,500 pieces of magic weapons alone if they are all converted into spirit stones.

"This wave is a windfall."

In Zhang Yao's heart, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"It's no wonder so many monks choose to do robbery and black work. This golden belt for murder and arson is really true."

"The hard work of refining alchemy, refining weapons, and making talismans, how can it be quicker to make money from murder and arson?"

He shook his head, suppressed some distracting thoughts, and continued to count the gains this time.

"These Bigu Pills, Spirit Grass, and Spirit Rice are in small quantities, and they are all of little value."

"However, the Yuwen family's spiritual stone reserves are all less than one hundred yuan, which is really incomprehensible..."

In Zhang Yao's heart, he was a little puzzled.

Back then, the old lady of the Liu family led her family to move to the State of Lu. Whether it was to avoid the limelight or to avoid enemies, she must have prepared in advance.

From the set of "Bitao Formation" flags she left behind for main protection, we can see some of her thoughts.

Since she has long known that the aura environment in Lu country is harsh, it is impossible not to reserve a few hundred or even more spirit stones, waiting for the birth of geniuses among the descendants to supply the needs of cultivation.

"Hmm... maybe it was used by the Yuwen family?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao felt something was wrong again.

If the spirit stone left by Mrs. Liu was really used up by Yuwen's family, it wouldn't take so many years for Yuwenhua to become 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, but he didn't have a clue, so he temporarily put this matter aside.

He came to the outskirts of the island, checked the small formation flags, put away the formation flags, and left Wuyin Island with the flying sword.

There are many things left by Yuwen's family, such as some classics, jade slips, bottles and jars, etc. It is time-consuming to check these things.

And leave it all for later.

…………

On Panlong Ridge, the land of spiritual springs.

After waiting for more than two hours, the old man and the young man gradually became restless and restless.

"There shouldn't be anything wrong..."

The old man was very anxious, wondering whether he should slip away early.

In case this fellow Taoist cultivator in Panlong Ridge fails, and people from the Yuwen family come after him, he won't stay here and die in vain.

Just as he was hesitating, the surrounding mist suddenly dissipated by itself, and Zhang Yao controlled the Flying Sword to fall from the sky.

"Friend Daoist, you are back!"

Seeing Zhang Yao's calm expression, the old man was overjoyed that there were obviously no pursuers behind him.

"Well, the two fellow daoists have been waiting for a long time."

Zhang Yao put away the flying sword, smiled slightly, and said:

"The Yuwen family on Wuyin Island has been killed by me."

"From now on, all comrades in the Lu Kingdom will no longer have to be oppressed by the Yuwen family, and can practice freely."

As soon as this remark came out, the old man's nose was sore, he almost shed tears, and sighed:

"Oh my God, God knows how I got here all these years... The goddamn Yuwen family finally got their retribution!"

"yes!"

The young man on the side was also very excited, and said repeatedly:

"These years they have been greedy, with a high-ranking attitude, and they are really unscrupulous... Really think that no one can stop them? They dare to provoke seniors, they deserve to be exterminated."