Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 216 The purpose of becoming stronger

"Are you saying that your dragon blood stone was stolen?"

Han Yu looked at the extremely unlucky Huangfu Liang and shook his head helplessly.

This guy was so lucky in Qingzhou Prefecture that he was able to shovel out the dragon blood stone with just one shovel. If he were willing to tell others about this, it might become another inspirational legend in the world of cultivators in a few years.

But he started to have bad luck afterwards. First he was besieged and robbed by four people, then by eight people, and finally the four evil gentlemen also came to join in the fun.

After finally dividing the stones, everyone went their separate ways and returned home.

Fortunately for him, he still couldn't hold on to the stone and it was gone!

Huangfu Liang was silent for a while, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

It's really heartbreaking to watch. Why don't you just tell us what's going on?

After a long time, he drank a few bowls of wine, exhaled a few mouthfuls of alcohol, and then slowly spoke.

At that time, after the three of them parted ways with Han Yu in Zhanzhou City, Youli accompanied the two of them for a short distance and then dispersed. He and Ou Mingdong were lucky enough as they were traveling along the same route for a large part of the journey.

He returned to the sect safely, thinking that everything was fine. All he had to do was practice hard and wait until he could achieve perfection in his spiritual glimpse so that he could go into seclusion and use the stone.

It is impossible that he could lose the stone after returning to the sect. Han Yu is not stupid. He looked at him strangely and asked.

"Were you robbed by someone from your own sect?"

That's really a big injustice. He escaped from the disaster outside, only to be slaughtered when he returned.

"I was not careful enough. I got this thing but didn't control my mouth, so the other brothers found out."

Huangfu Liang always looked annoyed whenever he thought about it.

"It's from a sect, so it's not necessary to rob it by force, right?"

Han Yu frowned and spoke.

If the Nine Sects had this kind of character, how could they have developed to this day?

"Not on the surface, but..."

Huangfu Liang gave a bitter smile. It was because he didn't make a fuss openly that he suffered losses in secret.

This matter reached the ears of the sect's eldest senior brother Qin Ziming. This eldest senior brother has always been trained as the sect's pillar. He possesses a lot of real power and usually has a high prestige among the sect's fellow brothers.

He showed a strong interest in the Dragon Blood Stone from the very beginning, but he didn't ask for it. He just wanted to borrow it from you to have a look, saying that he had never seen this legendary treasure.

Huangfu Liang is not stupid, of course he would not lend it out casually. What's the difference between that and throwing a meat bun at a dog?

But Qin Ziming did not give up. Every time he spoke, he would find a way to speak instead of just talking without any purpose.

After this and another, Huangfu Liang became even more wary.

“Then you can still lose the stone.”

Han Yu was puzzled. He had been so careful already. As long as no one robbed him, everything should be fine.

"The mistake was to underestimate the human heart."

Huangfu Liang was filled with mixed feelings when he said this, "Compared to throwing the stone, I am more heartbroken by my fellow apprentice."

Although there are many cultivation techniques in Langya Mountain, except for the female practitioners, most of them still take the path of practicing both the Dharma and the body, because of the special nature of this technique, it can bring about the effect of strengthening the body while practicing it.

The only flaw is his love for wine, because the martial arts method requires the use of spiritual wine from time to time to stimulate the true energy. Over time, there are many drunkards in Langya Mountain.

Han Yu thought about it and remembered that when the elder appeared, he seemed to be carrying a big gourd on his back, but he never thought there was such a reason.

This senior brother of mine had never revealed his intention towards the Dragon Blood Stone to me, nor had he ever spoken a word. That day when he came to me with wine, he just drank with me.

This was a very common thing among fellow apprentices and it did not seem strange, so Huangfu Liang started drinking with his fellow apprentices in his room.

"I got drunk, and when I woke up the next day, there was a magic weapon in my room... The dragon blood stone I hid in the room was gone..."

Huangfu Liang clutched his hair tightly and sobbed softly.

He didn't even need to think to know who did it. There was only one disciple in the entire sect who could produce a magic weapon. He went to look for his senior brother first, but his senior brother was nowhere to be found. It was obvious that he was avoiding him.

Later, he went to find his senior brother again, and the other party generously admitted that the Dragon Blood Stone was in his hands, but his words made Huangfu Liang almost crazy.

"You were drinking yesterday, and I went there halfway through. We all had a great time, and you took out the Dragon Blood Stone and exchanged it with me for your personal treasure."

What a crappy treasure! How can any magic weapon, no matter how good it is, be compared with the Dragon Blood Stone?

That is a stone that can help one enter the transcendental realm smoothly! Can a magic weapon do that? Anyone with a discerning eye can clearly see which is more important.

"It was you who took the initiative to change it. Otherwise, who would know where you put the stone?"

Huangfu Liang lost his mind on the spot and started quarreling with the other party. He might be drunk, but when he was drunk he would fall asleep immediately and never do anything stupid.

Besides, he is a cultivator, not a mortal. If anything unusual happens, he can neutralize the smell of alcohol on the spot.

But in fact, I drank so much that I passed out, so it could only be the wine that had problems, not me.

This was a long-planned plot specifically designed to target his Dragon Blood Stone.

"Then why are you here?"

Han Yu asked in confusion, "Where is the sect? Where is my master? Why don't they come out to seek justice?"

"I...I was sent here by force, and I didn't have time to find a master."

Huangfu Liang drank another bowl of wine and felt extremely depressed.

"Why don't you go back and seek justice?"

Han Yu tilted his head and looked at him. This guy was not bad when he was in Zhanzhou City! Why is he so submissive now?

"Of course, it's because he can't go back."

An unfamiliar voice answered him. Han Yu turned around and saw two unfamiliar figures, wearing the same monk's uniform, one was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and the other was in his early thirties.

The disciple of Langya Mountain is easy to identify. Although he does not carry a big gourd like Huangfu Liang, he still has a ceramic bottle around his waist.

There is no need to think about it anymore. These two people are here to watch Huangfu Liang, and their purpose is probably to stop him from going back.

"Junior brother, I have advised you several times. Now that things have come to this, and Senior Brother didn't take your things for nothing. He still gave you his personal magic weapon."

The slightly older monk glanced at Han Yu and advised, "Just stay here and be a good guard. Wait until the eldest brother successfully breaks into the transcendent realm, then you can go back."

The young monk spoke in an arrogant and condescending tone.

No wonder, it turns out that this was the idea. After digesting the dragon blood stone, he would make it impossible for Huangfu Liang, the victim, to claim it back.

"You won't resist?"

When Han Yu heard this, he spoke with some regret.

"Of course they resisted, but after so many times they became quiet."

The young monk sneered and spoke.

"So, you just drink here all day long?"

Han Yu sighed.

"He can't do anything but drink."

The monk sneered again.

"You talk so much!"

Han Yu took a deep breath. This bastard was so rude.

So he patted Huangfu Liang on the shoulder and spoke slowly.

"Do you know what the purpose of becoming stronger is?"

Huangfu Liang looked up in a daze and looked at Han Yu.

“The purpose of becoming stronger is to deprive those who hurt you of the right to apologize.”

After saying this, Han Yu suddenly stood up and slowly walked towards the two of them.

"You're looking for death."

The two of them never even looked at Han Yu from beginning to end, because they could not sense any trace of cultivation aura from the other party.

Hearing Han Yu's arrogant words, he immediately laughed out loud.

After the two flying swords were summoned by him, they whizzed towards him. However, Han Yu did not even try to dodge. In his eyes, the battles in the God-Peeping Realm were just small fights.

Clang!

Two sounds of metal and stone rang out, and Han Yu stretched out his hand and easily picked up the two flying swords that fell on his body. Then he twisted his hands lightly and turned them into scrap metal in front of everyone.

"you……"

The young monk's face was filled with horror, and he was about to speak, but the next moment Han Yu suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he came to his senses, he was awakened by a sharp pain.

Han Yu appeared in front of the other party in just a blink of an eye. After a slap in the face, the young monk's teeth were broken and his figure was thrown more than ten meters away like a sandbag.

"Fellow……"

The slightly older cultivator was about to move out of his own sect, but Han Yu did not give him a chance and slapped him again. His fate was the same as the previous one, and Han Yu was considerate enough to let the two of them fall together.

They are just brothers in distress, perfect.

In another blink of an eye, Han Yu came in front of the two people again, looking down at one of them, who happened to be the unlucky young monk.

"Listen carefully, in my eyes, you God-gazing monks are no different from ants."

After saying this, he paused slightly and stared at the person in his hand with cold eyes.

"Go back and tell your sect that Qin Ziming has taken my Han Yu's Dragon Blood Stone."

At this moment, there was a rustling sound in the sea of ​​consciousness. It was the sound of Xiao Liuli turning the pages of a book. That somewhat tattered book was none other than the "Overseas Divine Skill" that had gone through so much hardship.

"Remove one of them to make the effect more perfect."

Little Liuli held the book in her hands and spoke slowly.

"How can I be useless if I have no true essence or spiritual power?"

Han Yu rolled his eyes at the other person in his mind.

"Figure it out yourself."

Xiao Liuli continued to flip the pages of the book unhappily.

After Han Yu withdrew his consciousness from the sea of ​​​​knowledge, he suddenly stretched out an index finger, and a small flame ignited at the tip of his finger. Then, after looking at the other party with horror, he gently poked the position of the Dantian Shenquan and took it away.

He just felt that there was suddenly a fire at the location of his divine spring, and then the fire was so fast that it chased his true essence for a whole circle. When he returned to the location of the divine spring, he... could not feel a trace of true essence.

Moreover, his sacred spring is gone!

The first basic step of cultivation after reaching the Heavenly Man Realm is to open the Divine Spring. This place is not only a place to store true essence, but also a place to store spiritual power after one has spiritual power in the future. Now it is gone.

This means that I am no longer a monk, I have become a waste!
"Take this bad-mouthed fellow back with you. If Qin Ziming doesn't return it, tell him that I can still kill him even in the Transcendent Realm."

After throwing the useless man in his hand away, Han Yu spoke directly in a cold voice.

The other cultivator didn't dare to stay any longer. After hearing that, he pulled up his fellow cultivator and flew away as if he had been pardoned, fearing that if he was a step late, he would suffer the same fate as before.

Han Yu just stood there with his hands behind his back, watching the man leave, motionless. The breeze blew his hair, taking away a hint of his coldness.

"Perfect! It's done."

Little Liuli called a halt in joy in her sea of ​​consciousness at the right time.

Han Yu then spoke with doubt, "It would be better for me to kill them cleanly. This would be a provocation to the entire Langya Mountain."

"Oh! Because I read the chapter about pretending to be cool and causing trouble! According to the description, the next step is to solo Mount Langya."

Little Liuli picked up the "Overseas Magical Skills" with an innocent look, revealing the various words and deeds contained therein about pretending to be cool and causing big trouble.

Especially in terms of speech, he is deeply loved by the spirits of the instruments.

"I really like this sentence about the purpose of becoming stronger. This will be my motto from now on..."

Han Yu was dumbfounded. What a rip-off! What I want is to show off and get slapped in the face, not to solo the Nine Sects!
Blanch!
(End of this chapter)