Lu Yu glanced at him lightly and shook the storage bag down.

From the opening of the storage bag, scattered yellow spring flowers fell out, only two or three flowers in total.

Seeing this, Wang Luo's eyes flashed with contempt: "It turns out that our great genius has only obtained these."

He stepped forward and counted, sneered, "There are three flowers in total, which is pretty good. Many people have not even obtained one. Although you are a waste, you are also considered to be a skill. Please, I can let you join again.

Lieyang Peak.”

Lu Yu frowned and murmured: "It should be stuck."

"What did you say?" Wang Luo didn't hear clearly.

Lu Yu reached out and grabbed it in the storage bag. He huh, and a pile of yellow flowers appeared from the storage bag.

A large number of yellow spring flowers directly covered the table, and the yin energy they emitted was also spreading around.

Wang Luo's face suddenly stiffened.

The large number of flowers in front of me really gave people a strong visual shock.

How is that possible?

He secretly sneaked into the monster's nest while the monster was crawling on the ground.

With his body skills, it is already the limit to obtaining thirty-seven flowers.

But Lu Yu, a boy with only nine qualifications, gets more than he does?

"You must be fake, right? Let me expose you." Wang Luo angrily summoned a flame and fell directly towards the Huangquan flower on the table.

However, as soon as the flame approached Huangquanhua, it was eroded by its strong yin energy. In the end, only a wisp of black smoke emerged, and then disappeared without a trace.

Huangquan Flower belongs to the extremely yin and ordinary flames, and cannot cause any damage to it.

Lu Yu said lightly: "Have you made enough trouble?"

He reached out and grabbed Wang Luo's collar, and threw Wang Luo aside as if he was holding a little chicken.

Although this move was careless, it was as fast as thunder. By the time Wang Luo realized it, he had fallen to the ground.

Ignoring Wang Luo's arrogance, Lu Yu said: "Create it."

The disciples in charge of the record then realized that several people started counting together.

After a while, the disciple raised his head and exclaimed: "Two hundred and thirty-one flowers!"

Many people around were taking a breath of air conditioning.

They naturally knew how powerful the monsters in the Tongxuan Secret Realm were.

After Lu Yu killed the demon cultivator, the several surviving inner disciples also tried to challenge some monsters, but they all failed.

And Lu Yu, after coming out a while later than them, actually captured so many flowers of the underworld!

"Senior Brother Fang, do you want to contribute all these flowers to the sect?" the disciple said tremblingly.

Two hundred and thirty-one flowers, that is a contribution point of 2.31 million!

Such many contributions are enough to allow the elders of the inner sect to accept him as their closed disciples.

Lu Yu said lightly: "Make all contributions."

Huangquanhua is not very useful to Lu Yu now.

Besides, his purpose of coming to Taiyi Dao Sect was just to obtain the qualification to inherit the holy land.

The disciple excitedly accepted all the Huangquan flowers, and then Lu Yu's disciple's waist card immediately made more than two million contributions.

Others looked at Lu Yu, their eyes full of envy, but few people were jealous.

"You said, this time the Holy Land inheritance, will Fang Yun become a dark horse?" someone murmured.

The others were also full of excitement.

Their Taiyi Dao Sect has suffered repeated setbacks in the inheritance of the holy land, which is already very miserable.

Lu Yu made all of them see a glimmer of hope.

Just then.

The sect leader walked out with a gloomy face with a group of elders.

"Since all the disciples who participated in the trial have arrived, now we will announce the number of selected places for the Holy Land inheritance."
Chapter completed!