Lu Jun and Lu Yi were stunned, looking at the small windmill in Lu Yi's hand that exploded with terrible power.

It was a kind of throbbing that could not be described in words.

Before their eyes, they seemed to see that in a dry Gobi desert, a dying seed, almost completely dead, suddenly sprouted with endless vitality.

It takes root, sprouts, and then rapidly grows from a tiny seed into a towering tree that blocks out the sun.

Tens of thousands of palm-sized wind blades look like exquisite handicrafts carved from blue crystal.

Lu Jun and Lu Yi, who were standing nearby, could even see the exquisite and smooth wind patterns on the wind blades, which were filled with the infinite mysteries of nature.

These wind ripples are flowing and rotating.

At every moment, these wind patterns become completely different from the previous moment.

This is an interpretation of "Tao".

This is the concrete manifestation of the 'law' of 'wind'.

'The wind is unpredictable', so the appearance of these wind patterns is changing all the time.

Tens of thousands of wind blades transformed into a mighty river of wind, hitting Li Qianzhong's face and body.

I don’t know how high Li Qianzhong’s cultivation level is.

Being able to serve as an outer sect deacon of the Battle Demon Palace, Li Qianzhong's cultivation is at least not weaker than Lu Jun and Lu Yi. He is at least a master of the Fiery Realm, and at least one major realm higher than Lu Yi.

But Li Qianzhong was pierced through by the wind dragon without any resistance.

His entire body turned into the tiniest particles in an instant, and was swept along by the long river of wind towards the dozen or so disciples of the War Demon Hall behind him who had turned pale and were screaming.

Lu Yi's hand holding the small windmill trembled violently. The tiny one-foot-long toy-like windmill actually burst out with such a huge force that he could not control it.

Lu Yu groaned, and reached out his other hand, tightly grasping the small windmill.

Huge shock waves came from the small windmill, and Lu Yi's body shook violently. Even with his great strength, he almost let the small windmill fly out of his hands several times.

In the Danzhong acupoint, the Guixu Immortal Yuan continued to melt away and turned into tremendous energy that was injected into the small windmill, causing the small windmill to burst out with a stronger light and spray out more wind blades.

A green wind river passed by, and more than a dozen disciples of the Battle Demon Palace were swept into the wind river without any reaction.

With just one scroll, more than a dozen powerful disciples of the Battle Demon Hall were turned into dust.

The wind river swayed, and as Lu Yi pressed his hands downward, the wind river rushed down the hill with a roar. The moment the wind river touched the earth, there was a muffled sound, and the hilltop shook violently. Half of the hilltop where Lu Yi and the other two were standing was blown into dust and was blown away without a trace by the wind.

The Feng River meandered forward and in an instant it passed through a forest that was more than ten miles long.

Wherever the wind blade passed, flowers, plants and trees were reduced to ashes, countless bird nests and animal dens were smashed, and the earth shook violently, tearing open a snake-shaped ditch that was a hundred feet wide and ten feet deep.

Lu Yi struggled to hold up the exploding windmill. The windmill spun rapidly, and the wind river made a terrible roar. It rushed into the camp of the army that was suppressing the rebellion, and everything turned to ashes wherever it passed.

Seeing that Feng He was about to penetrate the ranks of the rioters from behind, Lu Yi gritted his teeth, roared, grasped the windmill tightly with both hands, and pulled it upward fiercely.

In the Danzhong acupoint, the Guixu Immortal Essence was consumed in an instant, and the spiritual light in the mind suddenly dimmed, with more than 90% of it consumed in an instant.

The vital energy in his body was almost squeezed out by the small windmill. Lu Yi only felt that his meridians and acupoints were all empty. He was like a hollow wooden fish. If he hit it with a stick, it would make a "bang bang" sound.

At this moment of his pulling, the entire Wind River seemed to sense Lu Yi's thoughts, and it swayed rapidly from side to side, like a soaring dragon straight into the sky. In an instant, it passed through the formation of the rioters and plunged into the military formation behind Wang Pu.

The sound of wind rustling was incessant, and Wang Pu was half dead. His left arm was rubbed by a dancing wind blade in the wind river, and his entire left arm exploded into a ball of blood mist at the shoulder.

Wang Pu let out a strange cry and threw himself to the ground without any regard for his dignity.

Feng He swept past the military formation behind Wang Pu and plunged into the camp left by the vanguard corps outside Anping Pass.

Countless tents, fences, chevaux de frise, and arrow towers were shattered, and clouds of blood mist continued to explode in the wind river.

Feng He let out a terrible roar, and in an instant he passed through the vanguard legion camp and crashed head-on into the ten-foot-high city wall of Anping Pass.

'boom'!

All the strength in Lu Yi's body was exhausted, and the small windmill suddenly stopped turning.

Fenghe lost its follow-up power, and the whole wind dragon seemed to be stimulated. In an instant, it exploded violently on the city wall of Anping Pass, and countless wind blades flew along the city wall to the north and south sides.

The ten-mile-long and ten-zhang-high east wall of Anping Pass was cut three zhang shorter in an instant with a terrible tearing sound. Countless deep cracks appeared on the remaining wall, and the entire east wall was completely turned into a "dangerous building".

On the ground, a deep trench hundreds of feet wide meandered from the small hill where Lu Yi stood all the way to the gate of Anping Pass.

Wherever it passed, large camps disappeared without a trace, and countless tents and equipment were blown away from the camps on both sides.
Wang Pu, who had lost an arm, lay on the ground, staring at the camp after the ravages of the wind river in amazement, screaming in bewilderment: "What is this? What is this? Ah? Ah? Is the sky angry? Is the sky punishing? What the hell is this thing?"

A group of disciples from the Battle Demon Palace were also stunned by this sudden attack.

The morale of the outer sect guardian disciples of the Vajra Temple soared. They roared and swung their weapons, forcing the disciples of the War Demon Hall to retreat step by step. In an instant, more than a dozen disciples of the War Demon Hall vomited blood and fell to the ground, and some were even beheaded.

The morale of the rioters soared.

An elder who was carrying an altar table shouted: "The Red Lotus Goddess has appeared!"

Countless rioters shouted the slogan "Red Lotus Appears, Enjoy Peace" and rushed and attacked towards Anping Pass more and more frantically.

Wang Pu was helped up by several trusted generals and fled towards Anping Pass in a panic.

The morale of the army that was suppressing the rebellion and the vanguard corps was completely shattered by Lu Yi's wind. Countless soldiers dropped their weapons, cried out "we are defeated", and fled in panic towards Anping Pass and the mountainous areas on the north and south sides.

The rioters pursued relentlessly, killing and defeating the army that was sent to quell the rebellion.

Lu Yi held the windmill tightly and sat on the ground, his body shaking violently. At this moment, he was really exhausted and didn't even have the strength to raise his hands.

This small windmill is indeed an ancient secret treasure, and its power is a hundred times more powerful than Yinqi's Buddhist secret treasure.

But this consumption...

Lu Yu looked at Lu Yi tremblingly: "Lotus slices, quick, quick!"

Lu Yi hurriedly took out the lotus root slices and stuffed several of them into Lu Yi's mouth. The lotus root slices turned into a hot and fragrant juice and entered his stomach, quickly transforming into traces of essence and blood that circulated throughout his body. Only then did Lu Yi, whose face was pale, regain a bit of his human color.

"Brother Wu, this treasure is destined for you." Lu Jun helped Lu Wu up and said in surprise, "Including Uncle Shi E and the others, no one can drive this windmill to such a great power."

"Okay, now that we have you as our trump card, we must make a big splash this time!"

Lu Jun and Lu Yi were so overjoyed that they patted Lu Yi's shoulders, almost making him vomit blood due to his weakness.

"Give me a few more slices of lotus root." Lu Yi coughed dryly, "This is terrible. I won't dare to do this again. Just now, I almost died of exhaustion. This..."

A dozen Vajra Temple disciples wearing heavy armor rushed out from the mountains and forests.

Just now, Feng He rushed out from this hill. The disciples of Vajra Temple saw it clearly.

Lu Jun greeted them, and a disciple from the Vajra Temple handed him a huge medicine bag. Lu Jun hung the medicine bag around his waist without hesitation. Then Lu Yi carried Lu Yi on his back, and the two brothers, one in front and one behind, ran wildly towards the direction of Lu County.

Behind the three men, shouts of killing shook the sky.

Although the number of rioters who launched the surprise attack was large, the number of troops suppressing the riot was even greater, so a fierce battle was about to begin.

The three returned to Lu County, and Lu Jun stuffed the medicine bag into Lu Yi's hand. Inside the huge medicine bag were 100,000 sesame-sized solid red lotus pills.

Although it does not have the miraculous effect of the Red Lotus Deliverance Pill, it is after all a pill made from the seeds of the Fiery Red Lotus. These 100,000 solid red lotus pills must contain the medicinal power of several hundred seeds of the Fiery Red Lotus. After taking it, it can naturally replenish Lu Yi's vitality and recover the loss.

Lu Yi felt more favorable towards the Great Vajra Temple.

He was able to give out 100,000 pills so easily, and Lu Yi saw with his own eyes how effective the red lotus solid pills were for these rioters.

So easily, he gave Lu Yi 100,000 pills of strategic value to restore his vitality.

Of course, the killing was caused by the terrifying hurricane released by Lu Yi's small windmill, but the harmony and unity among the disciples of Vajra Temple can also be seen.

"Well, in my impression, Buddhist disciples are the kind of people who have an endless cycle of revenge, with the older ones emerging as the younger ones, and the older ones popping up as the immortal antiques."

"Being an enemy of Buddhism is naturally an extremely unpleasant trait."

"But if you are also a Buddhist disciple, I really like this kind of trait of protecting one's shortcomings."

Inside the city of Lu County, in the small courtyard allocated to Lu Yu for use, Lu Yu swallowed a handful of solid red lotus pills. Feeling the pills transforming into strands of essence in his body that filled his entire body, he couldn't help but laugh softly.

In the small courtyard, five old men each took their positions, absorbing and exhaling strands of inspiration from heaven and earth.

In the yard, the colorful mist became thicker and thicker.

The Guixu Bottle was suspended beside Lu Yi, and the five-colored mist was absorbed by the bottle. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and with a "ding" sound, a drop of Xuanyuan Divine Water condensed.

"Um?"

Lu Yi was surprised. He counted on his fingers the time it took to condense the previous drop of Xuan Yuan Divine Water and found that this drop of Xuan Yuan Divine Water should have taken another six hours to condense.

"I intervened in this fight."

"I, just got the benefit like this?"

Lu Yu thought seriously for a while, nodded, took out the drop of Xuanyuan divine water, mixed it with a handful of red lotus solid pills and swallowed it.