Lu Yu glanced at him lightly and shook the storage bag down.
From the open mouth of the storage bag, scattered Huangquan flowers fell out, only two or three in total.
When Wang Luo saw this, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "So this is all our great genius has obtained."
He stepped forward and counted them, and sneered: "There are three flowers in total, which is not bad. Many people have not even received one. Although you are a waste, you still have some skills. Please ask me, and I can let you worship 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, and with a huff, a bunch of yellow spring flowers popped out of the storage bag.
A large number of yellow spring flowers directly covered the table, and the yin energy emitted by them also spread around.
Wang Luo's face suddenly stiffened.
The large number of yellow spring flowers in front of you really gives people a strong visual shock.
how can that be possible?
He obtained it by sneaking into the monster beast's lair while the monster beasts were crawling on the ground.
With his physical skills, being able to obtain thirty-seven flowers is already the limit.
But Lu Yu, a boy with only nine qualifications, how could he get more Underworld Flowers than him?
"You must be a liar, right? Let me expose you." Wang Luo angrily called out a flame and fell directly towards the underworld flower on the table.
However, as soon as the flame got close to the Yellow Spring Flower, it was eroded by its strong Yin Qi. In the end, only a wisp of black smoke came out and disappeared without a trace.
The Yellow Spring Flower is extremely yin, and ordinary flames cannot cause any harm to it at all.
Lu Yu said calmly: "Have you had enough trouble?"
He stretched out his hand to grab Wang Luo's collar, and threw Wang Luo aside like a chicken.
Although this move was careless, it was as fast as thunder. By the time Wang Luo reacted, he had already fallen to the ground.
Ignoring Wang Luo's arrogance, Lu Yu said: "Record it."
Only then did the disciple in charge of recording realize what he was doing, and several of them started counting together.
After a while, the disciple raised his head and exclaimed: "Two hundred and thirty-one flowers!"
Many people around him gasped.
They naturally know how powerful the monsters in the Tongxuan secret realm are.
After Lu Yu killed the demon cultivator, the few inner disciples who survived also banded together to try to challenge some monsters, but they all failed.
And Lu Yu, who only came out a little later than them, actually captured so many underworld flowers!
"Senior Brother Fang, do you want to donate all these flowers to the sect?" the disciple asked tremblingly.
Two hundred and thirty-one flowers, that’s a contribution of two million and three hundred thousand!
With so many contributions, it was enough for the inner sect elders to accept him as a closed disciple.
Lu Yu said calmly: "Contribute all."
Huangquanhua is not of much use to Lu Yu now.
Moreover, his purpose in coming to Tai Dao Sect was just to obtain the qualification to inherit the Holy Land.
The disciple excitedly accepted all the Huangquanhua, and then Lu Yu's disciple's waist card immediately showed an additional contribution of more than two million yuan.
Others looked at Lu Yu, their eyes filled with envy, but few were jealous.
"Do you think Fang Yun will become a dark horse in this Holy Land inheritance?" someone murmured.
Others were also full of excitement.
Their Tai Dao Sect has suffered repeated setbacks in the inheritance of the Holy Land, and it is already very miserable.
Lu Yu gave all of them a glimmer of hope.
at this time.
The sect master came out with a group of elders with a gloomy expression.
"Since all the disciples who participated in the trial have arrived, now let's announce the selection quota for the Holy Land inheritance."