Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 111 Seeing Authority
"Hurry up!"

Following a series of hurried voices, a group of old men surrounded them in an instant.

A piece of brown ginseng skin was torn off, and it was only as thin as a fingernail.

The Great Elder was sweating profusely, his chest heaving and his breathing becoming disordered, he secretly exclaimed that this was outrageous.

It didn't take so much effort for the eight of them to build this island together.

Peeling a ginseng skin almost made me lose strength.

Could it be that this Ginseng King is really blessed by heaven and earth?

"Making medicine or making soup?"

An old man next to him looked anxious and impatient.

Looking at the other people, they all had the same look on their faces.

"If it's inconvenient for you to make the elixir, please! I'm almost going to vomit from drinking this soup."

Someone made this suggestion, and it unexpectedly received unanimous approval.

Over the past half month, I have been chewing on ginseng roots, drinking ginseng soup, and stewing ginseng heads. It has been really torturous.

The Great Elder was even more deeply touched upon hearing this, as he was the first one to start chewing ginseng beards.

Thinking of this, he began to draw in the air with his fingers, and spiritual energy burst out with golden light at his fingertips. In just a few blinks, a piece of text appeared in the air.

Everyone raised their heads and watched solemnly.

After writing this, the Great Elder put his hands behind his back and spoke.

"I'll give you a recipe for the Peiyuan Pill from Wushuang Tower. You'll be responsible for modifying it. I'll take 30% of the profit."

When these words were spoken, they were not met with applause, but rather with sneers.

"If you are tired, go to the back and take a nap!"

"You really should go to bed!"

“It’s true that you tend to get sleepy when you’re older.”

These are still considered euphemistic, and they are said bluntly.

"A broken recipe only provides an idea. If it is modified, I am afraid that half of the spiritual medicine can be changed, making it seem like no one has the recipe."

After saying that, another person put his fingers together and drew in the same way, and in a moment a new recipe appeared.

With the person taking the lead, the others were no less likely to lag behind. Before long, words appeared on all sides of the sky above the island.

Everyone has the recipe, so no one should try to take advantage of it.

What else can we do? In the end, we still have to make changes together and share it equally.

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"Hurry up!"

It was clearly Pingzi's awakening, but Xiao Liuli was more anxious than anyone else.

Han Yu fanned the flames behind him, and his speed had reached the limit. In just a moment, he was ten miles away from Qingzhou City.

The voice in his sea of ​​consciousness was still urging him. Finally, Han Yu's eyes locked onto the desolate forest below him. The flames were instantly extinguished, and the whole person fell heavily downward.

After the person fell, the glass bottle in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have reached the final moment of awakening, and mist began to emerge from the entire bottle.

Han Yu was sitting cross-legged leisurely waiting for Pingzi to finish his job, but unexpectedly, the fog did not gather in his sea of ​​consciousness after it appeared, but instead kept disappearing from his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Your ass is smoking!"

Xiao Liuli shouted in a strange tone.

How is that possible! I was clearly sitting on the ground, and my butt… was smoking!

Han Yu turned his head and was shocked. Then when he looked carefully, he saw only fog coming out from behind him and spreading continuously, covering his entire back.

The fog spread very quickly. Almost as soon as it emerged from the bottle mouth in the sea of ​​consciousness, it immediately appeared behind him. In a few blinks of an eye, Han Yu was already wrapped in the fog.

No, it was the bottle that woke up, what does it have to do with me?
Why am I the one wrapped in the fog?

The bottle seemed to be out of the matter at this moment.

When Han Yu was lost in thought, the mysterious rune on the bottle belly flashed with golden light.

At the same time, in Han Yu's doubtful eyes, a wisp of gold flashed in the white of his eye. The fog came quickly and dissipated quickly.

It was just a slight change, and then there was no further development. The mist gradually sank into Han Yu's body, and was constantly being drawn back into his sea of ​​consciousness by the bottle mouth.

The awakening left both the man and his soul confused.

That's it?

Gone?

"Impossible, the bottle clearly just wrapped you in mist."

Xiao Liuli intuitively felt that something must have happened, but she just didn't know it.

Upon hearing this, Han Yu stood up and began to check every part of his body. He did not seem to have gotten any stronger, nor did he find anything unusual.

When he was looking inward into his sea of ​​consciousness, his expression suddenly became horrified.

In that space, above Xiao Liuli’s bun-shaped head, a bronze key was looming, sometimes condensing, and sometimes floating as if it was about to dissipate.

Han Yu exited his inner vision in disbelief and reentered it again.

This time, there was no key on Xiao Liuli's head, but a blue scepter, which was also sometimes real and sometimes illusory.

He tried it again several times, not believing it, and swords, spears, swords and halberds appeared one by one.

Han Yu frowned, had some guesses in his mind, and thoughtfully imagined the appearance of the key before entering again.

At this time, a key was placed on Xiao Liuli's head again. Then she looked at the bottle again. A key was taking shape on the mouth of the bottle.

"My eyes seem to be a little different."

Han Yu's tone was hesitant, and what he saw in his sea of ​​consciousness seemed a little unreal.

"Why is it different? Did you see something?"

Xiao Liuli asked.

Han Yu looked at the key that kept flashing above his head and said in a strange tone, "Are you trying to compete with Pingzi for power now?"

"Yeah! It wants to go back, but I won't give it back."

That's right.

"I see your authority is being taken away."

As soon as he finished speaking, the key on Xiao Liuli's head disappeared instantly, and a new key quickly formed on the top of the bottle.

“Can you see authority?”

Xiao Liuli's face was filled with both incredible and complicated expressions at the same time.

I guess you can see it, right?
Han Yu was not completely sure, because after Pingzi took back the key, the key disappeared again in an instant.

Apart from this, Han Yu could no longer see anything strange in his entire sea of ​​consciousness.

After describing these changes to Xiao Liuli, Xiao Liuli's face turned dejected.

"The bottle gives you the ability to see authority this time."

As for why the authority I see is different each time.

"Authority is just a concept. It will manifest in the way you think it should. If you don't believe me, try imagining a bottle with a pile of shit on it. It will manifest for a short time."

Xiao Liuli spoke in a serious tone.

Han Yu reacted quickly, then his face turned dark, and he almost fell into its trap.

Good man, this is to trick me into thinking I have shit in my head!
Little Liuli seemed to be in low interest. She had been waiting for Pingzi to wake up just to defend some authority and let it suffer a loss, but she didn't expect that she would be the one who suffered in the end.

So I just helped keep the things for a few days.

You bastard, one day I will find eight or ten lucky guys to show you who is the best owner of power.

As for Han Yu...

The moment he saw the authority.

Perhaps he would not be just a simple alchemist.

(End of this chapter)