Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 177 Baidi City

The authority has really come to me!
Han Yu was shocked. The moment he thought about it, the symbol of authority actually fell on the head of the weapon spirit.

At this moment, it was twisting its chubby face and looking smug. With Han Yu's other thoughts, the key above its head disappeared again.

This time the key appeared above the bottle. Little Liuli's grinning expression had not yet disappeared, but she was already stunned.

And... gone again?
"Give me back my authority!"

Seeing that little Liuli was about to make a fuss again, Han Yu had no choice but to transfer the authority again.

So, was the purpose of allowing oneself to see authority before was to be able to exercise authority one day?

After groping for a while, Han Yu gradually figured out the trick.

I cannot use my authority to directly produce pills, I can only allocate the authority. If the authority is on the bottle's side, it will be normal to produce pills every day.

If it was on the side of the weapon spirit, it would be the Hexi Pill, but the Hexi Pill can only be used by someone with gifted supernatural powers or a lucky person.

What would happen if the authority was in one's hands and the bottle and the spirit of the vessel lost their authority at the same time?
Will it stop producing pills?
After Xiao Liuli regained her authority, she looked suspicious.

When did Pingzi become so easy to talk to? I just yelled at him a few times and the authority was returned to me.

Just as it was wondering, it once again felt a strange feeling rapidly withdrawing from its body, which was the power of authority.

After it raised its head and looked around in the space of its sea of ​​consciousness for a while, it saw a key appear above its sea of ​​consciousness.

In just a moment, its entire face swelled several times and it roared angrily.

"Ah! Bastard, that's my authority..."

A whole hour passed.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the dragon blood stone was covered with a quilt, and the spirit of the weapon was lying on it with its head covered, motionless.

It has become completely disheartened.

He waited anxiously for Han Yu to unblock him for more than a year.

After I came out, I touched the authority a few times and then was suppressed by the bottle.

That's fine. If we give and take, there's still hope of getting it back.

But now this thought was shattered as the bottle changed again.

This damn bottle actually handed the authority directly to Han Yu. Is this any different from recognizing the master?

There is no need to fight for it anymore. It is useless to fight for it.

The power has been completely controlled by Han Yu.

Although the bottle had anticipated this day would come when it gave Han Yu the ability to see power, it still felt very uncomfortable when it really came.

"How about I let you have the authority for a few days?"

Han Yu looked at the half-dead guy on the dragon blood stone and spoke helplessly.

Only then did the quilt open slightly, revealing a pair of eyes.

"Are you serious?"

After Han Yu nodded helplessly, he saw him crawling out weakly.

"But I have to do a test first before I can give it to you."

The purpose of the experiment was naturally to try out what would happen if the authority remained in his hands.

This time, the sudden change in the bottle brought about a huge change.

Han Yu suddenly became the one in control from being the passive party, and he is still confused now.

You can't just accept it blindly!
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"I do not accept."

Bai shook his head decisively. This was the first sentence he spoke after entering Dengque Tower for three whole days.

He had remained silent for the past three days, but Elder Feng beside him was exhausted.

He had not stopped talking for three days in a row and now his voice was almost hoarse. He thought he could retire after accomplishing his mission.

As a result, Quan Xiaotong suddenly wanted to squeeze out the last value of Bai Bufen - the ghost way technique.

This type of skills is extremely practical. Although it is not good at frontal attack, it is extremely outstanding in concealment, life-saving, and escape, and is more suitable for cultivators like those in the Inspectorate.

More importantly, the court will inevitably take action against the corpse refining lineage. Such a force hidden behind the scenes and stirring up trouble is definitely a huge hidden danger.

If Lingjing Tower can figure out the method to restrain the ghost martial arts, it will be easier to deal with the opponent.

For this purpose, Quan Xiaotong did not hesitate to offer conditions. As long as Bai Bushen was willing to cooperate, the four impulses in these twenty-eight days would definitely allow Baicao Si to save his life.

But I didn’t expect Bai Bufen to refuse without even thinking about it.

Elder Feng frowned and spoke hoarsely, "I understand your concerns. The Yellow Springs Palace is unfathomable and difficult for ordinary people to understand. If you betray, you will definitely be retaliated wildly, and it will be difficult for you to even want to die."

Don’t forget that they can also turn people into corpses, causing them to suffer eternal damnation for eternity.

This is more terrible than death.

After saying this, Elder Feng sighed sadly and spoke his true feelings.

"My brother, you have been with me for three days. Although you didn't say anything, you have betrayed me almost completely. How about you have pity on me and take the initiative to tell me about this in the end?"

"My throat is really about to give out."

Bai Bugen glanced at him coldly and turned away.

Elder Feng could only look at Quan Xiaotong helplessly. God only knew what was going on in this OP's brain. He could even have a sudden idea to allow himself to learn other people's skills.

The key is that the exercises are different from emotions! How can this be figured out?

It would be easier if you could get him to tell you some secrets.

Quan Xiaotong seemed to be lost in thought. He was determined to obtain this ghost technique and would never give up easily.

After a long time, he suddenly gave instructions to the monk beside him.

"Bring those two evil disciples here."

After a while, Yan Kong and Yan Bing were pushed in by several monks. Yan Bing still looked cold, and Yan Kong may have suffered too much from the pills, so he lowered his head and looked docile, no longer acting like the elder brother.

After the two arrived in the building, Quan Xiaotong put forward his request.

What he needed the two of them to do was simple: to create an illusion that would allow Bai Bufen to be completely immersed in it...

"I can't possibly help the court, so just give up on this idea!"

Yan Bing snorted coldly, turned his head away and sneered.

"Then take him down and beat him three times a day... and add one more at night, so it'll be four!"

Quan Xiaotong didn't waste any words and immediately waved his hand to have someone take him away.

This guy has given up hope. He's been beaten so many times that he doesn't care about one or two more beatings.

But Quan Xiaotong didn't mind giving him some more intense stuff, so that when the one-year period was up, the effect of the medicine would take effect and make him feel more pain.

After dealing with Yan Bing, he glanced at Yan Kong again.

Yan Kong's face showed a look of sorrow. It was not that he refused, but the difficulty of doing it was simply impossible to achieve.

"I can let him enter the dream state during cultivation, but I can't get him out of the cultivation method."

If this could be achieved, then their sect would be able to possess all kinds of skills, and there would be no chance for the Nine Tianyuan Sects to emerge.

This is enough. As long as he can concentrate on practicing the technique wholeheartedly, he may be able to get it out.

These were discussed directly in front of Bai Bushen, and Quan Xiaotong asked him again.

"Will you tell it yourself, or will you let Elder Feng tell it in your dream later?"

Bai Bushen's face turned pale. He already understood what Quan Xiaotong wanted to do, but how could there be such a perverted ability in this world?

Does he have a choice?

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"Why don't you have a choice?"

"Choose me!"

The spirit of the weapon shouted.

Han Yu spent a day testing the authority.

If the authority was only in his hands, nothing would happen.

Including the production of elixir!

As long as the power was not in Pingzi's hands, the daily production of pills actually stopped!
In this way, it will be up to you to choose who to give the authority to in the future.

Han Yu was overjoyed at first, but when he thought about it carefully later, it seemed to have no effect.

If Pingzi wants to revive, he has to rely on continuously producing pills to collect and feed back his own energy, which requires giving it authority.

So there is still no choice!
Now the spirit of the weapon was not convinced.

You forgot my Hexidan, didn't you?

Han Yu shook his head. Although Hexi Dan was powerful, its target audience was too small. From south to north, only a few people could meet the requirements to eat Hexi Dan.

"What do you think if I take the power in my own hands and go back to being a salted fish?"

Han Yu asked on a whim.

The spirit of the weapon sneered in its sea of ​​consciousness. Not to mention the matter of the Ginseng King, even the corpse refining lineage would not let him go.

"Besides, you are not a quiet person."

He had played with the elixir many times and it became bigger and bigger. Anyway, no matter it was Han Yu's nature that was exposed or the bottle that changed him.

Han Yu is definitely not a person who can settle down now.

Otherwise, he could have continued to hide in Huaizhou Prefecture. His desire to lead the people behind the corpse refining around in circles was just his desire to stir up trouble!

This lasted for three whole days, and Han Yu kept his promise and really gave the power to the spirit of the weapon.

This made it very happy. It spent the whole day dragging the dragon blood stone towards the bottle, then jumping on it and lying down.

"See? This is my authority!"

Little Liuli has suffered from the oppression of the bottle for a long time. She has always been either suppressed by the bottle or had her income withheld. She is almost driven crazy. Now that she has the chance, she must show off.

Han Yu found it difficult to understand its behavior. He had the authority but no way to use it, and the elixir still had to pass through the bottle.

After showing off all that, when you really need to use your power you still have to beg the other party.

Three days later, a magnificent city stood before their eyes.

An official road that can accommodate four carriages winds out of the city.

There was a dense crowd of people on the official road, with monks and common people mixed among them. Dozens of guards stood on both sides of the city gate with their heads held high and their swords drawn.

On the top of the city wall, three majestic characters are hung high - Baidi City.

Under the city, all the civilians and monks entering the city were entering slowly and in an orderly manner.

Just when Han Yu was about to enter the city, a palace guard suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Sir, aren't you a local monk?"

The palace guards asked in a friendly manner, with neither humble nor arrogant expressions.

"I am from the Southern Territory."

Han Yu smiled and spoke.

The palace guard nodded, clasped his fists and bowed, saying apologetically.

"Then you may need to accompany one of my brothers to the government office to register. I'm really sorry, but there is an incident in Baidi City right now and martial law is in place."

"Foreign monks need to register at the government office before they can walk freely in the city. Please forgive me."

Han Yu was stunned. Something happened in Baidi City?
(End of this chapter)