At the end of the path, a quaint manor appeared in Yang Yi's field of vision, such a building he had never seen, but it suddenly produced a familiar and intimate feeling.

Walking on the smooth path and feeling the warmth brought by the weeping willows, Yang Yi came to the front of the manor.

Two huge stone lions were placed at the gate of the quaint manor, in a majestic state, staring at Yang Yi viciously.

The vermilion gate, the fist-sized copper nail, Yang Yi couldn't tell what material the gate was made of for a while, only knew that it was a kind of wood.

Above the gate, there is a horizontal plaque inlaid with gold silk edges, on which four ancient seal characters are depicted.

The ancient seal characters have long disappeared with the disappearance of the ancient century, Yang Yi can't understand it at all, he only keeps the strokes of the font firmly in mind, at the same time, Yang Yi also feels a sense of déjà vu, and recalls carefully, this font is extremely similar to the silver lines that once appeared on the red high-grade magic sword.

Walking up the bluestone steps, Yang Yi slowly pushed open the vermilion gate.

Without any force at all, the door opened, and Yang Yi walked quickly into the courtyard.

Pavilions, carved beams and painted columns, white marble railings, and elegant bamboo buildings, all make Yangyi feel a kind of comfort from the heart.

Yang Yi couldn't believe it at this time, he couldn't believe that there was such a beautiful courtyard in the universe, and there was such a beautiful and picturesque courtyard.

Walking forward gently, Yang Yi tried to slow down his steps as much as possible, lest the sound he made break the perfect scenery and disrupt this rare relaxation.

With such a beautiful view, where is there no reason not to appreciate it, Yang Yi even forgot the purpose of his trip for the time being, paced slowly, and walked around this small manor.

Coming to the small courtyard again, Yang Yi's face was full of satisfaction.

"If you live here, seclusion becomes a pleasure. Looking at the exquisite courtyard, Yang Yi couldn't help but sigh.

However, Yang Yi has not forgotten the purpose of his trip, and after visiting the courtyard, he also began to search for the so-called treasure.

Although the whole courtyard is not small, it can still be seen at a glance, except for a main house and a bamboo building in the corner, those pavilions can also be seen through at a glance, not at all like a place to hide something.

Walking slowly towards the main house in front of him, Yang Yi released his perception at the same time, after all, perception should be more thorough and faster to explore the surrounding environment.

As soon as the perception was released, Yang Yi suddenly felt a feeling of depression, and the released perception could not be released at all, he was like an ordinary person at this time, and all situations had to rely on his ears and eyes.

However, the goal has been determined, Yang Yiyebin didn't care even more, stretched out his hand to push open the door of the main room, and a refreshing aroma suddenly came.

If the courtyard is wonderful, then the main house is absolutely magnificent.

Woven silk vines of various gold threads divide the large room into several areas, and the quaint chairs glow red, and the fragrance of those tables and chairs emanates from these tables.

Exquisite teacups, exquisite paintings on the walls, nothing is not superb, nothing is not priceless.

After watching carefully for a while, Yang Yi didn't take down any items, although what the killing fanatics wanted was these priceless things, but Yang Yi decided not to move, watching these exquisite items spread out, being spoiled by people who didn't know the goods, it was better to put them in the house to add to the beauty of the room.

After turning around and not finding anything suspicious, Yang Yi turned around and walked towards the bamboo building.

With the cleverness of the boy, with his wisdom, Yang Yi was sure that he definitely did not want to get these precious luxuries, and his goal was definitely something very peculiar.

Compared with the main house, the bamboo building is much fresher and more refined.

There are no superfluous furnishings in the whole bamboo building, there are only a few simple bamboo tables and chairs on the first floor, and there are several landscape paintings hanging on the walls of the same bamboo, all of which are the authentic works of the ancient earth people without exception.

Looking left and right, there was nothing worth caring about, Yang Yi turned around and walked upstairs.

It's about the same as the first floor, but the second floor is noticeably more welcoming, with an ancient tooth bed half-hidden by a pink curtain with a gold wire mosaic pattern, and a small dresser next to the tooth bed, and an ancient bronze mirror shining with golden light.

In the middle of the room, a delicate bamboo table was placed inappropriately, and on this table, a palm-sized gold medal shimmered, and a quaint seal character on it was as if it were alive, and a silver silk thread continued to rotate along the strokes of the seal character.

In addition to those calligraphy and paintings, only this gold medal can be called a treasure in the entire village. After hesitating for a moment, Yang Yi slowly stepped forward and reached out to take it.

Just when Yang Yi's hand reached the range of the table, a light suddenly appeared, gently flicking his arm away.

Frowning, Yang Yi reached out again, but this time he had to push a lot harder.

Out of thin air, the protective shield appeared again, compared to the first time, this time the protective shield counterattack was much tougher, and Yang Yi actually felt a slight pain in his hand.

Curiously stretched out his hand again, Yang Yi did not grab it this time, but swung his fist and slammed it.

The protective shield lit up again, as if he was attacked by himself, Yang Yi's entire arm felt extremely sore, and the protective shield still did not have any traces of shaking, and at the moment when Yang Yi's arm was withdrawn, the protective shield disappeared again.

Silver is really angry!

Yang Yi laughed dumbly, he didn't know why he, who had always disliked brute force, had repeatedly made such low-level mistakes.

Transporting the silver true qi and wrapping it around his entire right arm, Yang Yi slowly grabbed it again.

But something strange happened, as soon as it touched the range of the table, the protective shield appeared again, not only Yang Yi's right arm was bounced open again, but even the silver true qi could not enter a single bit.

Yang Yi was a little confused, the silver true qi was the true qi in the mouth of the fighting maniac, but why couldn't even the true qi get close to this token?

As soon as his mind moved, the metal solution immediately oozed out of his right hand, transforming into a sharp claw, and at the same time, the silver true qi quickly moved up, wrapping the claw.

With his right arm extended, Yang Yi tried to reach forward again.

Nothing worked, and the shield didn't seem to allow anything to enter his range, including silver true qi and metal solution.

This time, Yang Yi was completely speechless, everything could not enter, how to take out this token, and if it was not taken out, Zhu Aiping and Oilfield Mazi were still in the hands of the fighting maniacs......

His face was cold, Yang Yi's right hand slammed forward, and the calm air was suddenly shaken by this violent friction, forming a circle of ripples that could be seen by the naked eye, and the ripples hit out, and the real bamboo building trembled.

Rumble!

A loud bang suddenly sounded, and a huge impact force hit at the same time, although Yang Yi was ready, he still didn't expect that this counterattack was so strong, it was far more than the power of his own attack.

Yang Yi was a little discouraged for a while, not to mention anything else, but this counterattack force, that is, he used to attack with all his strength, except for receiving a greater counterattack force, there was almost no effect, it can be said that this protective shield is an absolute defense, with Yang Yi's strength to forcibly break through, it is simply difficult to reach the sky.

Pulling over a bamboo chair, Yang Yi sat in front of the token, his eyes staring at the token tightly, and unconsciously poked out the thread of spiritual power.

The protective shield suddenly lit up, but this time it didn't have any counterattack effect, and the spiritual power thread easily penetrated the protective shield.

Hovering left and right, Yang Yi observed the token from all angles, except that he couldn't even enter the inside of the token with his spiritual power, there was nothing unusual.