Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 27 Zhu You Yu Shi
My cousin vomited until he was almost vomiting bile. He held his waist and shook his hands.

"I will never play heartbeat again."

Han Yu looked around at this time. He was surrounded by shady sycamore trees. Deep in the tung tree forest, there was a faint light that flickered.

Walking on the ground covered with fallen leaves, I followed the path towards the light. About a hundred meters away, I saw a crescent-shaped lake. The sunlight shone brightly on the lake, and the shimmering water surface flashed white light as it rippled.

It turned out that this was the source of the light. Next to the Crescent Lake grew an unknown plant with purple roots, red leaves and white flowers.

Han Yu could already smell the faint fragrance of the flowers before he got close.

"This smell is so special, it makes me feel comfortable."

Whoosh!
Suddenly, there was a strange noise above his head. Han Yu looked up quickly and saw a white figure hiding in the paulownia tree. It swooped down with a dagger in its hand.

Han Yu quickly blocked with his arm, and with a clang, a large piece of cloth on his elbow was cut off, revealing his fair skin. Then a heavy kick came and hit Han Yu in the chest. The white shadow quickly returned to the tree.

The two people on the field frowned at the same time.

What a hard body!
What a nimble move!

Han Yu looked at the figure on the tree. He had thick eyebrows, a white face, and narrow cheeks, but his appearance was very ordinary. He was dressed like a scholar.

The scholar naturally looked Han Yu up and down, but he felt inexplicably angry.

"Come die!"

The scholar let out a light shout and swooped down again. His true energy instantly surged, making his white robe rustle. The dagger became more powerful after being wrapped in the true energy, and the tip of the dagger stabbed towards Han Yu again.

Han Yu's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his hand to take it. The dagger tip could not move forward an inch after entering his hand. At this time, he quickly punched the scholar in the chest with another fist.

The scholar looked stunned and quickly dropped the dagger, protecting his chest with both hands. A huge force blasted him away.

After the attack was effective, Han Yu couldn't help but burst into laughter. He jumped three feet high and was about to knock the scholar down.

Unexpectedly, the scholar forced himself to steady his body, and all his true energy gathered at his feet. In an instant, he took three steps in the air as if walking on flat ground, leaving Han Yu empty-handed.

After both of them fell to the ground, the scholar's face looked extremely ugly and he had already thought of retreating.

Han Yu was in high spirits. He shook his arms and rushed forward again. The scholar was forced to fight back. The two of them fought back and forth, and the more they fought, the more terrified the scholar became.

Because Han Yu's slightly clumsy punches became much faster, it seemed that he was learning his clever moves, and soon he began to suppress the scholar.

What a terrifying corpse king! He can actually learn! The scholar was shocked.

At this time, Han Yu had already put away his fists and feet. The scholar's strange air-stepping skills were really difficult to deal with. When he was about to use his hungry ghost magic to subdue him and was about to wave his hand, his cousin suddenly heard the sound and chased after him.

"stop!"

My cousin shouted repeatedly, and his face changed as he looked at the two people confronting each other...

"So, this person is still a layman in disguise?"

A quarter of an hour later, Han Yu sighed and said helplessly.

If I keep changing my ways like this, I'm afraid I'll be killed by mistake someday. And don't even mention someday, if I had been more ruthless just now, I wouldn't need my cousin to save me...

My cousin was also helpless. This unlucky guy, Su Ren, was almost beaten up by his own people and he didn't even have a place to appeal.

The layman had a strange look on his face and kept looking at Han Yu again and again, only to find that his chest was rising and falling, just like a living person, not a corpse king at all.

But this surprised him even more.

Why would a cultivator refine his body to this level?

The cousin began to introduce the two to each other. Since they were family, there was no grudge between them and they could only treat it as a relationship that had not been known to each other for long.

The layman secretly pulled his cousin and asked curiously, "Where did you find such a person?"

My cousin chuckled, shook his head and said, "This was caused by the little Taoist priest Yixian."

The layman looked at Han Yu with admiration and said, "This body is so hard that I initially thought it was a corpse king who came to capture me. It's really outrageous. I have seen many physical cultivators, but this is the first time I have seen this."

Physical training? This was the first time he had heard of it, Han Yu asked curiously.

"That's heresy!"

The layman said with a very indignant look on his face.

My cousin explained with a smile that they were a kind of monks from the layman’s hometown.

After hearing the details, Han Yu was surprised that the layman actually came from an overseas archipelago. It was rumored that there were cultivators overseas, but they were only passed on by word of mouth. Unexpectedly, this was the first time he saw them.

Body cultivation is a rather strange branch among overseas cultivators. Their state is similar to Han Yu's, but the difference is that in addition to physical cultivation, they also cultivate their inner world. It can be regarded as a kind of practice that takes both into account.

"You said that everyone was fighting peacefully, and suddenly the opponent rushed up without caring about anything and punched you twice. Is that rude?"

The layman looked at Han Yu and asked with dissatisfaction.

Han Yu just smiled, touching his nose, because he was the same just now. From the side, the layman must have suffered a lot from the physical cultivators.

Back to business, the cousin looked at the layman with a serious face and asked, "What on earth is this about?" The two of them talked about the situation outside the valley. The layman nodded and said, "No wonder I haven't seen Bao Ruijie outside the valley these two days. I guess he went out to find helpers to hinder me."

Bao Ruijie, an unfamiliar name made the other two look puzzled.

The layman waved his hand and said that he would take the two of them to see something first, then he walked to the front to lead the way.

The place was not far away. They walked along the north side for a few dozen meters and stopped at the side of a mountain arm.

A row of people in different clothes leaned against the stone wall with their eyes closed, motionless, as if they were asleep.

The layman then took out a palm-sized bell, removed the rag stuffed in the bell's mouth, and injected his true energy into it. The bell immediately began to flash with light, and the layman stretched out his hand and shook the bell, making it tinkle.

The row of quiet people suddenly raised their hands, opened their eyes without whites, and their hearts began to beat as the bell rang.

"Corpse refinement!"

They both exclaimed at the same time.

This is the second taboo method that Han Yu encountered besides creating animals.

This method is different from the method of creating animals, which was deliberately covered up in the dust of history. On the contrary, it is particularly famous because there was once a sect that dominated the world of cultivators for decades using this method.

But in the end, because it was too detrimental to the harmony of nature, it was destroyed by the joint efforts of many sects. It is said that there are still sects in the southern Xinjiang area that are good at this method, but it is difficult to distinguish the truth, so it is just a rumor.

I didn't expect that there are actually people who dare to practice this method.

The layman began to narrate what he had encountered. After he and his cousin agreed on a time to part, he entered the Hidden Moon Valley.

Those strange plants beside Crescent Lake are the purpose of his trip. The name of this flower is Gentleman Drunk.

When he arrived here, he found that it had been occupied by someone. Seeing that they were all cultivators and there were quite a few of them, he guessed that it was the behavior of a sect.

The layman squatted there for half a day, and only saw monks constantly moving civilians inside. At first, he could not figure out their purpose until nightfall.

"What? Gentleman's Drunk is a supplementary medicine for corpse refining?"

This is what the common people discovered after nightfall, and the two men couldn't help but exclaim.

At nightfall, a man in his forties came to Crescent Lake, picked the Junzizui, mixed it with a pot of medicine, and finally fed it to the unconscious civilians one by one.

What happened next was a bit cruel. As the layman told the story, his expression became slightly tense.

The middle-aged man used eight coffin nails to nail each person's Ren Meridian, Du Meridian, Chong Meridian, Dai Meridian, Yin Qiao Meridian, Yang Qiao Meridian, Yin Wei Meridian and Yang Wei Meridian, and finally refined them alive into corpse puppets.

The laymen who had seen this had already considered retreating. Such cruel means were probably not from a legitimate sect.

As a result, when he was about to retreat, he was discovered by a tall monk brought by the middle-aged man. The monk was tall, with a dark face and no white in his eyes.

What’s more important is that his body is extremely strong and ordinary people will not be able to escape any good after a fierce fight.

"Damn it, I later found out that it was the Corpse King."

The vulgar man cursed angrily.

Han Yu thought for a while. There were a lot of people outside and they couldn't go in. Things shouldn't be that simple. He asked, "What happened next?"

The layman pointed at the bell in his hand and said, "I saw that middle-aged man controlling the bell. I think it should be a tool to control the Corpse King. We can only snatch the bell and control the Corpse King first, and then make plans."

"It turned out that the man's cultivation was not bad. He was at the same level as me. I couldn't take advantage of him. I just stole a token and another bell from his arms, and then used my unique body skills to circle around with them."

As he spoke, the layman took out another token, on which was written "Zhu You Zong Bao Ruijie".

Overseas monks are indeed different from others. They gave my realm a fairly good evaluation.

Han Yu looked at the layman with a strange look. Since he could fight with a cultivator at the Jianwo realm like this, it could be possible that he himself was also a cultivator at the Jianwo realm.

Thinking back to Lu Dayou, in order to break through to the realm of seeing me, he was so brave as to exchange his luck for a year. I wonder what he would feel if he were here.

"Since you have shaken them off, why don't you fly away on your sword?" his cousin asked him puzzledly.

The layman spread his hands, looking helpless, "I didn't know the other party was a corpse king before. I stabbed his mouth with my flying sword, but the corpse king bit him in half. Otherwise, I would have run away long ago."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, "I can't fly out, and the bell that Bao Ruijie refined to control the new corpse is with me, so this is the result."

Without the bell, it would be impossible to take away these corpse puppets. Bao Ruijie would certainly not agree to do so. However, the bell was on the ordinary man, and the ordinary man's body movements were extremely agile, especially in this dense forest, where he was like a fish in water.

Bao Ruijie chased for three consecutive days, but all his tricks were useless. The common man was like a slippery loach and managed to escape every time.

However, ordinary people also have troubles. They can live in the dense forest like a fish in water, but they cannot get out or fly, and the entrance to the valley is guarded by the Corpse King.

The ability to disguise is completely useless in front of the Corpse King. It only recognizes the breath, not the face.

Every time ordinary people disguised themselves and left the valley, the Corpse King would always discover them first.

No one can do anything to anyone now, but Bao Ruijie hasn't shown up for two days, so he must be anxious and may have already found help.

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