Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 200 The Corpse Refining Clan is Seeking Death

After the nine old men arrived in Dongling City, they glanced at each other and snorted coldly.

Especially cousin Mo Xiuwen, his scalp felt cold, and he felt that the eyes of these eight old seniors were not very friendly when they looked at him.

"That bastard is watching the show over there."

The Great Elder suddenly turned around and looked up, only to meet a figure on the top of the city wall. When their eyes met, the old face suddenly broke into a grin.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the person had instantly appeared in front of Han Yu, followed by several others.

"Hurry up, keep up."

Seeing that everyone had gone out, the gathered monks from the sects shouted and flew into the air one by one.

Blanch!
These must be the old guys who are gnawing on ginseng beards!
I've heard of them for a long time... I admired them... but nothing seemed right. Anyway, I finally met this group of people.

Han Yu muttered to himself, and then he saw his cousin peeking out.

“I was let out again.”

The cousin came forward with a smile, and the great elder coughed lightly and glared at the old ghost of the Mo family.

Old man, you are so shameless that you even use the friendship of the younger generation.

"Little ghost, I finally met you."

The Great Elder's eyes looked a little strange.

It was a complex meaning that was difficult to describe.

Before Han Yu took out the Mayfly Pill, the Great Elder and the others were always thinking about catching him, feeding him bath water three times a day and footbath water at night, and feeding him this for three to five years to get rid of his anger first.

But now that someone has taken out such a pill, they are in a bit of a pickle.

The incident with the Ginseng King made them lose face, but as luck would have it, a longevity pill hit them right in the weak spot.

What should I do if I want to have an attack but also want pills?
Not only the Great Elder looked at him with something strange in his eyes, but except for the one from the Mohist School, the other seven old men also looked at him with something strange in their eyes.

The old monk in the Galan Temple kept chanting Buddhist mantras silently to suppress the past that he couldn't bear to recall, and his expression looked extremely strange.

"Are you guys here for the elixir?"

Han Yu touched the pill in his arms, feeling uneasy. If it was about the pill, then he could still talk about it.

If they are here for the matter of King Shen, except for the Mohist school, the eight people in the Transcendent Realm, it would be better for them to run away as soon as possible.

When the pill appeared from his arms, a group of people looked over at the same time, staring at the small black pill with sharp eyes.

Han Yu felt relieved. It was the elixir! That would be fine.

"You set the conditions, I want this thing."

The Great Elder spoke first, and before the old ghosts could react, he added, "I won't take it for free. You can choose any magic weapon or technique. I also have magic treasures."

"Bullshit, you have more skills than me! Boy, have you heard of Xingyue Pavilion? You can choose any magic weapon and any skills you want."

The elder of Xingyue Pavilion refuted the other party and turned to look at Han Yu and spoke.

"Same."

"Same."

What the great elder can give, the other families can also give.

However, when it came to the Galan Temple, the old monk was in a dilemma. He could choose any martial arts method, but most of them were Buddhist scriptures, and they all required Buddhist teachings to practice. Could he let others become monks?

So he gritted his teeth and followed up with, "You can choose any technique or magic weapon you want."

As expected, the other eight families cast playful glances at him, and it seemed that they were thinking the same thing.

The old Taoist priest from Piaomiao City was ingenious and added casually, "I know the Corpse Refining Clan is causing trouble for you, so I will help you with your problem."

Han Yu's current trouble is nothing more than that the corpse refining lineage is using its elixirs to stir up the greed of all the sects in the entire cultivator world.

The court might be difficult to deal with, but it is not a difficult task for the Nine Sects.

The new dynasty has only been in existence for two hundred years, and the Nine Sects of Tianyuan have a very long heritage. They are the top of the world of cultivators.

The nine sects have so many treasures and elixirs, yet no sect dares to covet them.

To put it bluntly, if this guy was from one of the Nine Sects, would these sects dare to go to the Nine Sects to ask for medicine?

Therefore, as long as the Nine Sects are willing to protect it, they will definitely have the confidence to subdue this group of greedy people.

Not wanting to be left behind, a group of people quickly followed suit and echoed, "I can do it too."

"Cough cough!"

The old man from the Mo family, who had not spoken for a long time, coughed slightly and winked at his cousin.

My cousin looked strange and a little embarrassed, then he stepped forward and spoke.

"Han Yu, our relationship..."

"It doesn't matter. You are you, your old ghost is your old ghost, kid, stay away."

The veins on the Great Elder's forehead jumped and he immediately scolded angrily.

"Yes, yes, yes! A group of people are here to ask for the pills, why can you use connections to get it?"

Before coming, the Great Elder informed everyone in advance, fearing that the other party might do this, so they unanimously asked the Mo family to cut off any friendship with the younger generation.

"A bunch of old fools. Can't I use my connections to make friends with my younger generation?" The old man from the Mo family blew his beard and glared, then rolled up his sleeves and prepared to engage in a verbal battle with eight people.

Seeing that the situation was gradually getting out of control, Han Yu pulled his cousin back a few steps before speaking quickly.

"I have two conditions for this pill. First, you must protect my safety while I am in Dongling City. Second, you must eat the pill in front of me. Whoever agrees can eat it."

It was too easy for such a Transcendent Realm monk to protect one person. It was not difficult to agree to this.

Only the second condition.

Which old ghost doesn’t want to wait until his life span is almost over before eating?

"Can you make some adjustments to the second one, or change the first condition for you? Even if you are not in Dongling City, I can continue to protect you for a year or two."

The Great Elder was the first to speak.

The others nodded in agreement.

Not to mention in Dongling City, if the elixir was given to one of them, they would be willing to spend a year or two to protect him.

But it was the second condition that Han Yu could not agree to. Even if you only protected him for ten days or half a month, it would be better than this. If you don't eat him now, he would be born in a day and die in a day, which would not do.

"No, you can ask him. My pills can only be taken in front of me. I have never made an exception."

Han Yu pointed at his cousin and spoke.

"No, I still have ten years to live. If I eat it now, I will have to struggle for my life every day. I can't agree to that."

The Great Elder objected, asking why they were not afraid of the side effects. When their energy really ran out, they would just take the medicine and live day by day.

"Little guy, change your conditions. We do need lifespan, but we are not in such a state that we have to fight for our lives. It is difficult for us to agree to your conditions. It is better to make a good relationship with you."

The old Taoist priest from Piaomiao City spoke slowly.

"In addition to eating now, you can change another condition. There are not many things we can't take out. Anything I can give, please ask for it."

The old man from Nanli Jianzhai said so.

Seeing that a group of old men were rejecting him, Han Yu calmed down and shook his head.

"To be honest, I don't need any skills, and I don't have any use for any magic weapons. Nothing you can give me can impress me, and my request couldn't be simpler. If you can't accept it, there are others who might be willing to give it to me."

Those who need lifespan are not necessarily these people. Among the group of monks who came today, there may be someone who is in urgent need of lifespan.

Sure enough, just after Han Yu finished speaking, an old man who had reached the great perfection of the spirit-gazing state in the distance spoke up.

"Fellow Daoist, I came here from Baidi City. I can't give you much, but you can choose. As for your two requests, I can accept them."

He looks haggard, and this is the look of someone who is about to die of old age.

They are not like these people, who still have ten or eight years to figure out a solution.

He is the kind of person who is impeccable, and his only advantage is that he can eat it right away.

Han Yu thought for a while and decided that if there was really no other way, he would rather let him eat it.

"Little guy, we didn't bother you about the King of Ginseng, so forget about the second one."

The Great Elder hastily reminded him with an unhappy look on his face, and an aura of transcendence suddenly emanated from him, with a hint of overwhelming power.

"The second rule will not change. You can only eat it in front of me."

Han Yu's face tensed, and a white flame suddenly burst out behind him. The whole person shot out in an instant and disappeared in almost the blink of an eye.

After a few breaths, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and the person appeared in the same place again.

"If you seniors want to use force, I will really run away next time."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.

Just when the white flames exploded, they all felt a threatening energy at the same time.

Then there was Han Yu's speed, which was almost on par with theirs... No, this kid hadn't used his full strength just now, which meant that the other party could be even faster.

Where did this monster come from? If the information from the Supervisory Department is correct, this kid should be no more than 20 years old!
With your skills, what else can you protect?
You can't go anywhere by yourself.

Han Yu could naturally go anywhere, but there weren't many opportunities to see a large group of people crying and shouting for elixirs.

The group of people around him are all coveting his Hexi Pills, and Han Yu is also coveting them to digest the pills.

The corpse refining lineage is courting death.

If every cultivator in the entire world took one of his pills, once he was full and strong enough, he could roll up his sleeves and defeat the opponent alone without any problem.

If it wasn't for the fact that he could pull an old antique from the Nine Sects to lead the way, he would have just stayed at the back and distributed the pills comfortably.

Why bother dealing with these old guys?

You have to know that these are ruthless people who can drink bath water.

the other side.

A pill caused the nine sects' elders to gather together, and the rest of the cultivators present were all excited.

The credibility of the rumor was once again raised to a new level, especially among some monks who hurriedly came from other places.

Everyone's eyes were shining as they stared at Han Yu.

But the elders of the nine sects were here, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

At that time, another cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the spirit-gazing state flew forward several meters.

He spoke with gritted teeth under the gazes of the nine old antiques.

"Pharmacist Han, can the elixir that is said to allow a person to enter the God-Seeking Realm be traded?"

These words immediately made many people's eyes become eager.

Isn't everyone here just for this? One pill can add one more high-level cultivator to the sect. There are enough pills, and they can be piled up to form a large sect.

(End of this chapter)