"Well, I can't tell. When my old friend discovered those spiritual insects, he tested them and they were still alive. But I don't know now."
"Where are those insect eggs? Do you know what kind of spiritual insect eggs they are?"
"In an ancient ruins, as for what kind of spirit insect it is, I remember my old friend mentioned it. It seems to be the Green Ming Moth, which is ranked 29th on the spirit insect list. However, he also guessed that there are many spirit insects after all.
The eggs are very similar and cannot be accurately identified until they actually hatch."
"Qing Ming Moth, if it is really Qing Ming Moth, then I will really make a lot of money." Han Yi's eyes lit up, and he was inexplicably surprised.
It is recorded on the list of spiritual insects that the Green Ming Moth is a gregarious spiritual insect. It is extremely fast and can spray poisonous mist. The cry it makes can directly attack the soul of a monk. It has been recorded in ancient books that it appeared in Canglong Continent in ancient times.
A swarm of green moths, numbering in the tens of millions, sprayed poisonous mist that directly destroyed hundreds of cities. Even the Supreme Being could not resist the sonic attack from the swarm.
"When you finish handling the things I asked you to do, go to that historic site and take a look. After so many years, don't let others take away the insect eggs."
"In that case, hurry up and head to Beiliu City." Han Yi put the ethereal demon insect into the spirit beast ring, stepped out and disappeared into the cave, and appeared in the inn room.
He put away the formation he had arranged, immediately left the inn, turned into a golden escaping light and rushed to Beiliu City.
...
"Master, the elders are back." The guards in battle uniforms ran into the simple hall, with a hint of anxiety in their expressions.
"What's the matter, are you in such a panic?" The middle-aged man with a majestic face and blue-black complexion on the seat frowned.
"The fourth elder was seriously injured and is about to die," the guard said quickly.
"What?" The middle-aged man suddenly stood up, rushed out of the hall, and soon came to another small courtyard. There were many family members outside the small courtyard, who were stretching their heads to look at the rooms in the courtyard.
"What are you doing? Don't you need to practice? They are all stuck here and are about to disperse."
The middle-aged man drank and stepped into the small courtyard without stopping at all. He walked into the room. He saw the fourth elder lying on the bed, his face was dark, and his breath was weak, as if he would disappear at any time.
The three elders stood on both sides of the bed, looking worried and unable to conceal their anger.
"Great Elder, what's going on?" The middle-aged man asked with a change of expression after seeing the situation of the fourth elder clearly.
"Alas, we met the Ma family in Heixia Mountain, and the fourth elder was poisoned." The elder said.
"Ma family, do you want to start a war with my Zhao family?" the middle-aged man roared angrily.
When the young people outside the courtyard heard the middle-aged man's roar, they were frightened and turned around and ran away.
"Is there any way to cure the poison in the four elders?" the middle-aged man asked after he calmed down.
"It's Ma's camphor poison. We can't detoxify it unless we have the king's detoxifying pill."
Hearing the words of the great elder, the middle-aged man looked grim. The current situation of the Zhao family has reached its limit to maintain the family's operation. There are extra spiritual stones to buy Wangpin detoxification pills.
"Is there no other way?" The middle-aged man clenched his fists.
"Yes, but our Zhao family can't do it." When the first elder spoke, his face was bitter. If we could ask the Spirit King-level monks to help the fourth elder to exorcise the poison, we could also save the fourth elder's life, but the Zhao family simply couldn't do it.
It is impossible to invite Spirit King Stage monks, and even if they can be hired, they will not be able to pay enough remuneration.
"Can we just watch the fourth elder die like this?" the second elder said through gritted teeth.
There was silence in the room, and everyone fell silent. They had no choice. The last remaining foundation of the Zhao family had been exhausted. In their generation, not even a Spirit King-level monk appeared. Even in order to ensure the family's
In the face of a small and insignificant family like the Ma family, he could only swallow his anger.
The Zhao family used to be so glorious and powerful, but now, all the glory has disappeared.
At this time, in a restaurant in Beiliu City, Han Yi ordered a table of wine and food and started chatting with the waiter.
"Xiao Er, do you know that there is a big family named Zhao in Beiliu City?"
"A big family with the surname Zhao? Guest sir, we have many families with the surname Zhao in Beiliu City, but they are all just small families," the waiter replied.
"The Zhao family seems to have really declined." Zhao Tianji sighed in Han Yi's mind.
Han Yi had entered the city three days ago and inquired all the way, but no one knew that there was a big family named Zhao in Beilu City. How glorious the Zhao family was in the past. It was the real overlord and the strongest family in Beilu City.
"Senior Zhao, has the Zhao family left Beiliu City and gone to other places?" Han Yi said, "We have visited many families named Zhao in the past few days, but they are not your descendants."
"Sir, do you have anything else?" The waiter asked when he saw Han Yi didn't speak for a long time.
"Oh, no, you go and do your work."
After the waiter left, Han Yi ate something casually and discussed with Zhao Tianji in his mind whether to continue looking for it.
After entering the area of Beiliu City, Han Yi took off his mask, changed his clothes, and adjusted the muscles on his face to disguise himself. Even if someone familiar with him stood in front of him, it would be impossible to recognize him.
Come.
"Brother, are you looking for the Zhao family?" An old man suddenly sat down opposite Han Yi and said with bright eyes.
"Who are you?" Han Yi looked at the old man.
"Old man Zhou Wantong, nicknamed Wanshitong by others, there is nothing in this city in Beilu that I don't know about."
"Oh, so you know the Zhao family I'm looking for."
"Of course." The old man said confidently with a smile on his face.
"Then you can tell me which Zhao family I am looking for?"
"In the past thousands of years in Beilu City, there has been only one glorious Zhao family. If I guess correctly, it is the Zhao family you are looking for."
"It seems you do know something. Where is the Zhao family now?"
"Sir, if you want to know the news, you need to pay something." The old man said with a standard smile of a profiteer, "News from the Yang family, one hundred spiritual stones."
"The old gentleman really knows how to do business."
"Young Master, although there are many people in Beilu City who know about the Zhao family, those people are either the top monks or large families that have been passed down for thousands of years. Young Master wants to get information from them, but it is harder to get information than from the old man.
many."
"The Zhao family was once very prosperous, but no one else in Beilu City knows about them?" Han Yi frowned. This situation is absolutely abnormal.
"The news about the Zhao family has been erased." The old man said calmly.
"Who can actually erase the news about the Zhao family?"
"The Gu family, the Wang family, the Shangguan family, and the Zhao family are now in control of Beiliu City. They also deliberately hide it, so naturally no information will be revealed." The old man said this and suddenly woke up, "Why did I tell you so many secrets? No,
This news will cost an additional two hundred spirit stones."
Han Yi rolled his eyes, I didn't tell you the news. He waved his hand, and two hundred spirit stones appeared in front of the old man.
"Okay, now you can tell me the news about the Zhao family."
After seeing the spirit stone, the old man suddenly smiled brightly, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be completely piled together.
"Of course." He put away the spirit stone and continued, "The Zhao family is on the edge of Xicheng District. Now it is in great decline. There are only five spiritual general monks in the family, and there are many people who are eyeing them.
It’s not a good situation.”
The old man looked Han Yi up and down, and when he said this, his expression suddenly became a little strange.
"Sir, you are not a member of the Zhao family who is living abroad. Are you coming back to recognize your relatives?"
"You have such a rich imagination. How could the Zhao family have such an outstanding son as me?" Han Yi curled his lips and smiled.
The old man smiled awkwardly. He must have sensed something when Han Yi took the spiritual stone just now. The spiritual power aura emanating from his body was extremely weak, not even comparable to that of a monk in the spiritual master stage. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, even
If you haven't even reached the spiritual master stage yet, is this considered outstanding?
After Han Yi finished speaking, Zhao Tianji in his mind was already furious.
"You bastard, I think you have been too swollen recently. Believe it or not, I will come out and beat you to death?"
"Senior Zhao, calm down, the Zhao family is in decline now, and you still point at me to help them. If you make such a noise, then I will leave Beiliu City now."
"You brat, you're so cruel, shut up." Upon hearing Han Yi's words, Zhao Tianji instantly lost his temper.
Han Yi got up and left the restaurant and walked to the Xicheng District of Beiliu City. The old man in the restaurant watched Han Yi disappear into the street in the distance with a thoughtful expression. After a while, he took out a pen and paper and wrote on the paper
I wrote something and then crumpled it into a ball of paper and threw it on the ground. I also got up and left.
After the old man left, in a corner of the restaurant, a young man came over and picked up the paper ball on the ground, carefully put it into his arms, turned around and left.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Han Yi arrived outside Zhao's house in Xicheng District. The two guards at the door suddenly became nervous when they saw Han Yi approaching.
"Who are you? Stop, don't come near." A guard shouted, the spear in his hand ready to attack.
"Well, is the situation of the Zhao family so bad? I haven't said anything yet, I'm so nervous." Han Yi was funny, he slightly clasped his fists towards the guard, and then said, "Han Feiyu, come and ask to see the head of the Zhao family.
, please let me know."
Hearing Han Yi's words, the guard immediately breathed a sigh of relief and his expression softened.
"It turns out he's not from the Ma family." The guard looked at Han Yi and said, "Please wait a moment, I'll go and report to the head of the family." After saying that, he ran into the mansion.
After a while, the guard came out, followed by a servant.
"Mr. Han, please follow this servant inside and go see the master of the house."
"Yes." Han Yi nodded, followed the servant into the Zhao family's mansion, and soon arrived at the Zhao family's living room.