Once Zhang Ying died, there was no need to continue the fight. The disciples of Wanshan Sect quickly ordered the withdrawal of the Sanshan Formation and came to apologize to Yang Yifei with great fear.
"Master Fei, please calm down. Zhang Ying is dead, so that's the end of it, right?"
The person who came was an old man named Xing Bao, the deputy city lord of Sanshan City and a disciple of Wanshan Sect.
Yang Yifei sneered: "You will fight when you say it, and you won't fight when you say no. Who do you think I am?"
Xing Bao said with a bitter face: "What do you think we should do?"
Yang Yifei said: "I want everything in the warehouse."
"impossible."
Xing Bao refused, and then quickly explained: "Those are things that are going to be sent to the sect. I don't have the power to deal with them."
"Then I'll get it myself."
Yang Yifei said.
Xing Bao's face changed again and again, like changing his face in a Sichuan opera, and finally he sighed and said: "If I stop you from getting it, you will definitely be killed.
If I give you something, I'll be punished by the sect at most if I go back, so I'll give it to you."
Xing Bao personally led Yang Yifei to the warehouse of Sanshan City. What is stored here is not only worldly money, food and weapons, but more importantly, all kinds of cultivation resources collected by Sanshan City are stored here.
"Wow, there are so many resources."
Liu Qianqian was amazed.
There are dozens of large warehouses side by side, and each warehouse contains countless resources.
Medicinal materials, ores, spiritual fruits and flowers... Xing Bao said: "According to the rules, the resources collected must be handed over once every three years.
This time it has only been more than two years, and there is still half a year until it is handed over to the sect, so it will be easier for you.
Of course, don’t blame me if you can’t take it away.”
Xing Bao watched from the side.
Sanshan City is a big city, and the resources collected every year can fill dozens of large warehouses. Every time you go to the Wanshan Sect to make offerings, dozens of large storage spaces are used.
Xing Bao didn't think that Yang Yifei, a person from the mortal world, would have a large storage space.
Even if there were, he couldn't take much with him.
"Ah, what should I do?"
Liu Qianqian also thought of this, and immediately said with a bitter face: "I can only choose the best thing.
Those magic weapons need to be taken away, as well as high-quality materials, and yes, medicinal materials."
Liu Qianqian counted them one by one with her fingers.
"No need to bother."
Yang Yifei said.
"Master, do you have any idea?"
Liu Qianqian asked.
Yang Yifei smiled contemptuously and said: "With such a small amount, it can't even fill one ten thousandth of my master's storage ring."
"boast."
Xing Bao secretly pouted at the side.
There are so many things here. If even one ten thousandth of it can't be filled, doesn't it mean that his storage space is very large, big enough to hold the entire Wanzhang Mountain?
Such a large storage space is something that the Wanshan Sect has never even heard of.
Yang Yifei did not explain, but waved his hand casually, and suddenly, the resources in the warehouse flew to Yang Yifei's hand like running water, and then disappeared.
One warehouse, two warehouses, three warehouses... Xing Bao looked at it with the mentality of watching the excitement at first, but later he became numb.
"How can it be?
How can it be?"
Xing Bao lost his temper and said: "How can there be such a large storage space in the world?"
Every time Sanshancheng goes to Wanshan Sect to make offerings, he has to take a lot of people with him.
On the one hand, it is for safety reasons, and on the other hand, it requires human hands to access the storage space.
As we all know, under normal circumstances, storage space, such as a storage bag, cannot be placed in another storage bag and can only be taken by someone.
But now, the contents of a hundred warehouses were all put into Yang Yifei's space ring. How could Xing Bao not be shocked.
Yang Yifei didn't know how big the space was inside the Ring of Creation.
When he first got it, the space inside was so large that it could fit the entire Daqingshan Mountain.
And as his strength increases, the space is still expanding, and given time, it is not impossible to contain the entire fairy world.
"Go to the City Lord's Mansion."
Yang Yifei said.
There is a treasure house for Zhang Yang in the city lord's palace.
As the city lord, of course he keeps the best things in Sanshan City for himself over the years. Only the things he doesn't like will be sent to Wanshan Sect.
"No one is allowed to enter Senior Brother Zhang's treasure house except himself."
Xing Bao took Yang Yifei to the outside of Zhang Ying's treasure house, looked at the tightly sealed treasure house door, and said, "I don't know how to get in either.
I guess only Senior Brother Zhang himself knows."
Yang Yifei's consciousness swept over.
Sure enough, the treasure house is densely covered with mechanisms. There are ninety-nine seals on the main door, which can attack, defend, confuse, space shift and other functions. Moreover, the entire treasure house is cast into one body. Except for the door, there is not even a single gap in other places.
No.
"It's a pity that Senior Brother Zhang has lost his soul and no one knows how to get in.
Even with Mr. Fei’s attainments in formations, it would still take several months to break the seal on the gate, right?”
Xing Bao said.
Liu Qianqian suddenly frowned and said, "How many months?
What should we do?”
Yang Yifei said disdainfully: "Why bother?"
With a thought in his mind, the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield flew out and covered the entire treasure house. The nine fire dragons opened their mouths and spit out blazing flames.
The heat wave was so intense that even though everyone was several feet away from the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Barrier, the raging firepower forced them to step back and avoid it.
"What a powerful fire magic power."
Xing Bao was immediately surprised.
Under the attack of the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Barrier, the treasure house door quickly melted, and the formation above immediately became ineffective.
"One force can defeat ten."
Xing Bao sighed, having nothing more to say.
The treasure house door quickly turned into a puddle of liquid.
"go in."
Yang Yifei said.
Everyone followed in and saw several shelves inside, each with a magic weapon on it.
Some are mirrors with gleaming lights constantly on them, some are long swords braving the cold air, and some are weird skulls.
Among them, most are top-grade magic weapons, a few are spiritual weapons, and there is even a top-grade spiritual weapon.
"This bastard has hidden so many good things.
It’s really damned.”
Xing Bao cursed loudly.
He is the deputy city lord and has made a lot of good things over the years, but he is far behind Zhang Ying.
A top-grade spiritual weapon is better than all the things he has plus one.
Many of the monks watching the fun also showed greedy looks.
Yang Yifei waved his hand and took everything away.
Xing Bao felt distressed, but he had no choice but to hope that this ruthless man would leave as soon as possible.
"A Sanshan City and a city lord have so many good things. If we conquer the Wanshan Sect, how many will there be?"
Yang Yifei whispered.
Xing Bao suddenly felt horrified.
Others were horrified.
Mr. Fei actually wants to conquer the Wanshan Sect?
Does he know what Wanshan Sect represents?
"Forget it, let's wait for the fight in three months."
Yang Yifei said.
Xing Bao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and felt distressed again.