Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

"How's the combination of your two Fu Lu going?"

“The combination is ready”

Yu Jinyan nodded and took out a bedside table-sized talisman base ball from the storage bag, and even the front and back sides were already pasted. If her senior brother could come earlier, maybe her own people would have used it.

In fact, she didn't know that her senior brother had arrived earlier. The long-term attack on this side had attracted the attention of other demon sects. Currently, there were three foundation-building masters in charge. They were still gathering people and blocking the four from Feiyun Sect halfway. Ma Lanshan hid in a dark place, worried in his heart. "Qishang" was naturally fully charged, but it was only enough to deal with one foundation-building cultivator. If a fight broke out here, the other two foundation-building cultivators would definitely come to rescue. How would he get away then?

Every flag point was repeatedly fought over by the righteous and evil factions, and some flag points even changed hands repeatedly.

"Sir, I am a slow-witted servant. It will take another day to complete the assembly."

Su Yingmeng's face was also pale, and her little hand was nervously pulling one of her fingers.

"Su Yingmeng, come and see if there is any problem with this Fu Lu combination."

Wang Qiye explained in detail the talisman ball and a book on the basics of defensive talismans and talisman formations and handed them to Su Yingmeng.

Su Yingmeng quickly took it and began to watch and compare. Assembly is one thing, and this inspection is naturally much faster than assembly. It took 20 minutes, and Su Yingmeng checked it twice before she dared to speak.

"Sir, I think that after installing the spirit stone, it can be used normally without any problem."

Wang Qiye nodded, his face showing no joy, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He loaded the defensive foundation-building talisman "Heavenly Spirit Armor" with 1000 spiritual stones, which was only the upper limit of the talisman array, and put it into the storage bag and labeled it.

"You two have performed well. I am very satisfied. I am a clear judge of rewards and punishments. If I say there will be a reward, there will be a reward."

As he spoke, Wang Qiye returned all the confiscated items, storage bags, and magic tools from the two women to them.

"Thank you for not killing me, sir."

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

Su Yingmeng threw her red gourd into her palm and knelt on the ground again, unable to hide her excitement. Yu Jinyan also got her own magic tools and things, which were all in good condition. Seeing Su Yingmeng kneeling, her feet softened and she knelt down as well.

"Well, here are ten magic weapons. I'll give them to you. That's what we agreed on."

Wang Qiye took out ten magic tools from the three storage bags that Fang Qingtian had just sent over and handed them to Yu Jinyan. These were the spoils of the 18 demon cultivators he had killed before.

"Friend Wang, I don't dare to accept it."

Yu Jinyan was still a little nervous, thinking that Wang Qiye was settling the score with her.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. You performed well this time and almost killed me. I decided to reward you with a magic weapon. Next time, try to do better and kill me."

As he spoke, he took out another magic weapon and stuffed it into Yu Jinyan's storage bag, causing Yu Jinyan to become distracted and tears to fall.

"Su Yingmeng, you are not decisive at all. If you had made up your mind earlier, I would not be alive until now. But considering that you finally made up your mind to eliminate me, I can only reward you with a useless magic weapon this time. When you put this talisman together, the reward will be the same as Yu Jinyan's."

As he spoke, he took out a magical weapon that had been damaged in the fight and was no longer usable from his storage bag and threw it on the ground.

"Sir, will you not punish this servant?"

Su Yingmeng was still holding her red gourd, praying that Wang Qiye would cut her with the knife.

"Bitch, it's only been a few days since we last fought, and you're getting ahead of yourself again?"

Wang Qiye kicked her to the ground and stepped on her face.

"I'll say it again. You do whatever I tell you to do. Don't bargain. As for what you want to do, I don't care. I don't want to repeat it a second time to make sure you understand!"

"I understand!"

Two lines of hot tears flowed from Su Yingmeng's eyes.

"If you understand, pick up your things and go work for the young master."

Only then did Wang Qiye let go of the face under his feet and sat back on the stone.

"Yes, the slaves retire."

Su Yingmeng picked up the magic weapon on the ground and put it into the storage bag together with her red gourd. She placed the base of the talisman array on a huge rock nearby and began to stick talismans on it.

Fang Qingtian's mouth twitched. He finally understood that there were people who begged others to kill them. Thinking of this, he was met with a pair of vicious eyes, and his mouth twitched unnaturally again.

"Friend Wang, I am more or less your savior."

"So you're the only one I hate."

Fang Qingtian was speechless. Is Zhengdao also mentally ill now? He could only turn his head to the side.

Wang Qiye then turned his head to Yu Jinyan and placed three magical instruments in front of her.

"Yu Jinyan, our deal has been completed. You can leave at any time now. I, Wang Qiye, will never stop you. But if you help me assemble the remaining talisman base frames now, I will reward you with magic tools according to the time schedule. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

Yu Jinyan stood up from the ground timidly. Her knees were a little numb after kneeling for a long time. After rubbing them for a few times, she came to Su Yingmeng's side and began to help her assemble the foundation-building talisman "Self-detonating Fireball Technique".

Picking up the three magical instruments on the ground, Wang Qiye counted the remaining gains from the previous battle:

3 storage bags, 12 magic weapons, 467 spirit stones, 262 talismans.

So your assets come to:

61 storage bags, 97 magic weapons, 5181 spirit stones, 1290 talismans, one "Heavenly Spirit Armor" talisman, one "Self-destructive Linglong Ball", and a semi-finished foundation-building talisman, and contribution points.

Not bad, after sorting out his gains, Wang Qiye looked around and found that these demon cultivators had no intention of attacking. Maybe their performance under the black flag in the last battle was too impressive, and both of them had successfully established their foundations, which made them hesitate. This won't work, I have to think of a way.

"What do you think I should do to make those evil cultivators, or preferably those from the righteous path, come and fight me?"

Wang Qiye felt that he couldn't do it on his own, and perhaps someone else might have a way.

Fang Qingtian's mouth twitched again.

"Why don't you just hang a few flags and brag about yourself!"

Wang Qiye's eyes lit up, he took out a 50% new magic weapon and threw it to Fang Qingtian.

"Fang Qingtian, I didn't realize you are so resourceful! There is a reward."

Fang Qingtian looked at the magic weapon in his hand and twitched it again.

Su Yingmeng was jealous when she saw Fang Qingtian was able to obtain a magical weapon, so she stopped what she was doing.

"Sir, those people don't dare to attack us. I think they may be afraid of our strength."

Wang Qiye became interested and took out a 50% new magic weapon from his storage bag and shook it in his hand.

"Oh, tell me carefully."

Su Yingmeng's little eyes swayed back and forth along with the magic weapon in Wang Qiye's hand.

"Sir, we have three cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage right now. Anyone with a bit of common sense wouldn't dare to attack rashly, unless, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Sir, please don't blame me. Unless there is only one foundation-building cultivator here, the others can ambush in the distance, and after the other party is fooled, we can attack from both sides."

"Great, go on!"

As he spoke, Wang Qiye threw the magic weapon in his hand to Su Yingmeng. The little maid weighed it in her hand before putting it into the storage bag.

"Be careful or he'll stab you and take away all your stuff."

Yu Jinyan said quietly.

"You are envious and jealous."

Su Yingmeng rolled her eyes at her and ignored her, then continued to work with her to complete the base of the talisman array.

"The Selfless Buddha, Wang Qiye, this is a really bad trick of yours, haha!"

Looking at the four new flags flying under the black flag, Zhuang Baoxiang felt that he had learned a new trick. Although the words on it were not very good, the tone was very impressive.

Punch the old dogs of the five schools of Nanshan,

Kicking the four gates of the North Sea is redundant.

Kneeling on the ground, calling grandpa,

Maybe I can let you go.

"Monk, it's up to you from now on."

Wang Qiye crossed his arms across his chest in a heroic manner, as if he had already foreseen that a large number of monks would gather under this black flag, and he was in a very good mood.

"The Selfless Buddha, Wang Qiye, just wait and see. I am leaving now."

After saying that, Zhuang Baoxiang jumped for joy and ran towards the distance like a Tigger. Fang Qingtian looked at the flag, then looked at Wang Qiye under the flag. The corners of his mouth twitched again, and he followed the Jiaotan monk.

"Sir, we have assembled it. Please have a look."

Su Yingmeng came to Wang Qiye holding a talisman ball the size of a bedside table, and Yu Jinyan followed behind. Wang Qiye then turned his head away from the flag, feeling really refreshed.

Wang Qiye took out 1000 spirit stones, and with a series of clicks, Su Yingmeng and Yu Jinyan pressed them into the talisman array frame one by one. Wang Qiye nodded with satisfaction, put the "Exploding Fireball Technique" into the storage bag, and took out 10 magic tools and 3 magic tools from the storage bag, and handed them to the two women respectively.

"Take it, it's your reward."

"Thank you, sir."

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

The two girls were very happy, this was a considerable income.

"Su Yingmeng, you are free, you can go."

After that, Wang Qiye found a stone and lay down comfortably. The sunshine in Habala was no different from that in Qingzhu Peak. It was warm on the body and comfortable enough to make people want to have a good sleep.

"Sir, storage bag."

Su Yingmeng reluctantly took off the storage bag from her waist and rubbed it back and forth on her palms.

"This is a reward for you. Take it."

Wang Qiye turned over lazily without even opening his eyes.

"Thank you very much, sir. Thank you very much, sir."

Su Yingmeng knelt down again and kowtowed three times.

This girl loves to kneel so much, she is obviously the same age as Wang Qiye. If she was standing, Wang Qiye would definitely kick her to the ground. Now he is enjoying the sunshine and is too lazy to pay attention to her. It is estimated that her slave nature will be difficult to change for a while.

Su Yingmeng tied the storage bag back to her waist, then stood up and carefully walked out of the range of the flag point. Turning around, she looked at the man lying on the stone in the sun with complicated eyes, and two lines of hot tears flowed down again, even she didn't know it. She looked at Yu Jinyan, who was always with her and always scared people. She was also free, but there were many demon cultivators around her, so she didn't dare to run around, and sat on another stone with a calm face. If the young master saw her like this, I'm afraid he would kick her again.

After walking a long way, the man really let her go. Su Yingmeng turned around and looked again, knelt down, kowtowed again, and then left without looking back.

***

"Look Miss, who is so arrogant?"

Xue Laosan pointed at a black flag in the distance with a sneer on his face.

"Punch five sects, kick four sects, hehe——"

The sound of a spring splashing came, refreshing the heart. A woman in a red dress sat dignifiedly under a white flag, slowly taking care of her red hair.

"It's really heroic. Fan Wulei, go and see who it is. He's so arrogant."

"Yes, Miss Yue."

Fan Wu Lei immediately sat down cross-legged and began to practice his skills.

Mind’s Eye

It was already thousands of miles away, and everything could be seen clearly under the black flag.

"Miss Yue, look carefully, it is Lingxi Valley and Kushan Temple."

It only took a short while for Fan Wu Lei to finish his training. He stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His skills were limited now, and he could only use the eye in his heart once a day.

“It’s them.”

The woman in red stopped what she was doing, her eyes flickered, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"Isn't Lingxi Valley acting arrogantly under the big flag in the southwest corner? Did you see it clearly?"

Xue Laosan couldn't believe it and asked again.

"Your Highness, Elder Xue, it is absolutely true. I saw it clearly."

Fan Wu Lei was neither humble nor arrogant, and repeated it again in a resounding voice.

"How many are there in total?"

The sound of flowing spring water was heard again.

"Miss Yue, there are two of them, both of them are at the foundation building stage and are top physical and magical practitioners. They also captured three slaves. One is a physical and magical practitioner at the foundation building stage from Qiu Moshan, one is a Qi refining cultivator from Feiyun Sect, and one is a Qi refining cultivator from Hehuan Sect."

"Miss, what do you think?"

Xue Laosan looked at the woman in red clothes and skirt in surprise, asking with his eyes.

"It seems that Lingxi Valley and Lingyin Temple have big plans this time. Uncle Xue, go and stop Uncle Zhang and take him to the white flag point in the east. We will meet there."

"We at Wanjian Mountain originally only planned to capture two flag points this time, but since the sect chose me to take action, there must be more plans. I think they expected this. With the words of the people above, we will have to work harder and run more errands."

The woman in the red dress put away her wooden comb and stood up to tidy up her clothes.

"Miss Yue, that is clearly Kushan Temple, how come it became Lingyin Temple?"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Fan Wu Lei would never have believed that these words came from the mouth of the woman in red clothes and red skirt.

"Stupid, all bald men in the world come from the same family. Who knows, this Kushan Temple was opened by some great monk. Because of their different philosophies, each of them claims to be the orthodox one."

Xue Laosan spoke and bowed to the woman in red.

"Miss, please be careful. Xue is not around, so please be careful."

"Go quickly, Uncle Xue, don't you still believe in your young lady's ability?"

The spring water gurgled, and the girl in red clothes and skirt nodded.

"Goodbye, Miss."

Let's talk. Xue Laosan turned around and left the white flag point quickly. He also knew Zhang Meng's temper and was afraid that if he went too late, this reckless man would get angry and ruin the lady's plan.