Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 199 The Nine Sects Gather
Adding sixty years to one's life span may not mean much to those young monks.

But for those decrepit old fellows, it was no less than a miraculous elixir. Han Yu jumped out of Dongling City without a clue, and the first elixir caught the people from the Nine Sects.

In the Shenji Academy, Mo Yushu called his cousin and spoke with a complicated expression.

"Is your friend's elixir real?"

My cousin was stunned at first, and then my sixth uncle Mo Xingzhi beside him gave a brief explanation of Han Yu's recent situation, and then the pill came.

Mohist school wants it too?
Of course they want to. Which sect doesn't have a few ancestors waiting to die?

Naturally there were also Mohists. The original incident of the Ginseng King happened because the Mohists were involved, otherwise they might have been among the people who chewed the ginseng whiskers.

Now this is a real longevity elixir. Considering Han Yu's past, he has never joked about elixirs, so this is probably true.

"Can he give it to you?"

Mo Yushu looked solemn. If the elixir was real, then the Mo family naturally could not ignore it.

My cousin frowned. If it came down to relationships, it would be much easier for him to ask for it than for others.

But, if Han Yu is willing to give, can the other eight sects give in?

As if others don't need it.

The same thing happened not only in the Mohist school, but also in other sects, where various speculations about elixirs were also being made.

White Emperor City!
Ou Mingdong was scolded severely.

A group of palace guards wisely left the inner courtyard.

Especially the guard who reminded him at the beginning, his face looked strange.

I told my parents about this earlier, but they didn’t even investigate the matter and still didn’t believe it.

I don’t know if it was true that he was hung up and beaten as the adults talked about every day.

With the image of Ou Mingdong being beaten full in his mind, he lowered his head and quickly retreated.

The Great Elder was still angry and was sitting on the armchair, looking at Ou Mingdong who was standing beside him with a sad face.

"I was afraid that you would suffer a great loss, so I rushed here without stopping. But you concealed the whereabouts of that bastard from me."

In fact, what made him even more angry was that if his little disciple had informed him early in the morning, the longevity pill would have fallen into his hands by now.

"What a waste! He even brought out this kind of medicine."

Then he scolded Han Yu again.

"Master, you really can't eat it. Han Yu's pills are no joke. The side effects are really strong."

Ou Mingdong spoke up quickly. Although outsiders didn't know about Han Yu's elixir, he knew it clearly. Mo Xiuwen didn't dare to take his elixir even though they had such a close relationship. You can imagine how deceptive he was.

The Great Elder looked at him askance. How could he not know the strangeness of Han Yu's elixir? Not only did he know, but the other old ghosts also knew.

"Believe it or not, those old ghosts are already on their way to Dongling City."

There is a death calamity once a day. No death calamity can stump a cultivator in the Transcendent Realm.

He is probably not the only one who holds this idea.

"You have a good relationship with him?"

The Great Elder suddenly asked.

Ou Mingdong was stunned at first, then he reacted.

You are trying to build some friendship by asking for the elixir, right?
"Young Master Mo has a close relationship with him. If he doesn't speak, it won't be a problem if I speak. But if he speaks, you'll be out of luck."

Ou Mingdong reminded him with lowered eyebrows.

"Evil creature! Why didn't you say so earlier?"

The Great Elder glared at him, stood up hastily, and flew away directly into the inner courtyard.

This is not the King of Ginseng, this is something that really increases longevity, how can the Mo family not take action?

No, he must arrive before the Mohists. At the very least, he cannot let the Mohists use their connections to get it. At most, they can unite and kick the Mohists out first.
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“So, this kid just jumped out.”

Quan Xiaotong naturally received everything about Dongling City, and then he sat aside with his hand on his forehead, thinking quietly.

"Are you really going to let him continue like this?"

Gao Feng looked at him with a puzzled look.

Now even the Nine Sects are interested in his longevity pill, and Dongling City has become a place of trouble.

If we let this go on and something goes wrong, Dongling City may not be able to withstand the disturbance caused by the cultivators.

Quan Xiaotong remained silent, always with his head down, thinking.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head and spoke.

"I have been thinking, if I were a senior executive of the Corpse Refining Department, what would I gain if I were to facilitate these things?"

Gao Feng couldn't help but feel a little angry, he slapped the table and said.

"It's already this hour, and you're still trying to figure out people's minds. The most urgent thing is how you're going to handle the situation in Dongling City."

Given Gao Feng's personality, maintaining a stable situation is the top priority, but he can't interfere with Quan Xiaotong's decision-making, so he can only worry on the sidelines.

Outside, Feng Buping was finally released by Che Dapao, and now he came in to report with a miserable look on his face.

Quan Xiaotong looked at him with a smile on his face and then joked.

"How many people have you spied on? You've become so angry that your lips have turned blue." Feng Buping clasped his fists and saluted with a sad face, and said in a hoarse voice, "I spied on everyone. The commander is very angry, so the monks in Chongming Tower dare not disobey."

Quan Xiaotong's smile disappeared and he became a little solemn. It seemed that Che Dapao was sending him a signal that a comprehensive investigation was needed.

Now, he and the other party, one did not investigate at all, while the other investigated everything, but they seemed to have a tacit understanding.

"The other third floors will probably come looking for you later, why don't you just pick a place and go there on your own initiative!"

Quan Xiaotong spoke with a smile. Elder Feng's face turned sad. He looked over and saw something strange on his face. He wanted to speak but immediately closed his mouth.

"Go down!"

Feng Buping only saw the other person waving at him with a smile on his face, then he lowered his head and walked out quickly...
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The next day, Han Yu played with the pill in one hand while standing on a high place overlooking the entire Dongling City.

The place was already bustling with people early in the morning. The huge team was of varying sizes. People from the seven nearby sects had all come. The monks' uniforms of various sects mixed in with the crowd and stood out.

The purpose of this group of people coming here is nothing else but the elixir that can directly lead to the realm of peeping into the gods.

The pill in his hand is a fresh pill that has just been taken out of the bottle today, but the name is very difficult to pronounce.

The pill for accumulating good deeds to eliminate evil: after taking it, the person who takes it can gain merits to help restore the body to any state except death. It takes a year to gradually trace the body back to the best state. Side effects: the process of tracing back to the source requires continuous good deeds. Once interrupted, death is inevitable.

Collect merits to heal injuries?
Can I use it first and pay it back later?

This is another elixir that can bring good fortune. According to the instructions on the elixir, doesn’t it mean that any injury except death can be cured?
There was a sudden change in the sky above Dongling City. The Great Elder fell from the clouds first, his robes rustling. As soon as he landed, he exerted such pressure that a group of young cultivators below the Spirit-Seeking Realm retreated one after another.

"Wushuang Building!"

Some monks were surprised.

In just a moment, a Buddhist chant rang out.

"Amitabha!"

An old monk suddenly appeared like a breeze, with a golden light radiating from his body that was so eye-catching that it was difficult to look directly at him.

"Galan Temple is here too."

A monk in the crowd recognized him and spoke up.

"Keng!"

With a sword chant, the swords in the hands of many cultivators trembled uncontrollably. After a figure with a sword-like aura fell, they all unsheathed and fell to the ground, as if they were bowing down.

"Nanli Jianzhai!"

"Li!"

An enormous hawk swooped down from the sky with a flashing light. A moment later, the entire ground shook. The hawk slowly folded its metal wings, revealing an old figure on its back.

"Uncle, isn't that a bit too high-profile?"

Behind the figure, a voice whispered, and my cousin poked his head out, but was pushed back by the figure.

After the two landed, the goshawk disintegrated instantly, and countless iron pieces scattered in the air and then quickly reassembled into a long iron box.

"On your back."

The figure rolled his eyes at my cousin before walking away with his hands behind his back.

"This is someone from the Mohist School."

The aroma of wine filled the air and drifted into Dongling City on the breeze, and then a drizzle began to fall from the sky.

"It's wine!"

Someone exclaimed, and the people around him hurriedly scooped up the rain water to taste it, and then they were all stunned.

In the drizzle, an old Taoist sitting on a wine gourd came slowly from the sky. After landing, the wine gourd spun for a while, and the drizzle suddenly formed a line and was collected into it.

"This is from Mount Langya."

After the drizzle, a rainbow slowly emerged, and then another old Taoist slowly walked down from the Rainbow Bridge, once again stunning everyone.

After landing, he stretched out his hand and the rainbow bridge instantly turned into a bracelet and flew into his hand.

“This is the Qinglan Sect!”

"The world is vast and the passers-by are fleeting!"

A loud laugh came from the dome, and an old Taoist in a robe with dragon and phoenix patterns came down leisurely.

"This is the Dragon and Phoenix Palace!"

"Working day and night!"

Following the command, a pattern of stars and the moon appeared in the sky, and an old Taoist slowly walked under the moon.

"This is Xingyue Pavilion!"

Eight out of the nine sects have arrived?
Everyone was shocked. No matter how ignorant they were, everyone in the cultivator world knew the name of the Nine Tianyuan Sects.

Just when everyone thought it was over, the clouds in the sky suddenly calmed down and then fell downwards. A misty figure gradually emerged from the rising fog.

Piaomiao City is here too.

The nine Tianyuan sects gathered together.

Han Yu, who was standing on a high place, was already stunned. He was not shocked by the opponent's strength, but was shocked by the way these people appeared.

This... who the hell came up with this way of making an appearance?

Are all the trips of Jiuzong so grand?
(End of this chapter)