Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 328 Aim at his mouth
What? Are you asking me which province has the most monks?
Du Nanyuan looked at Han Yu with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, and his face froze for a moment.

How can you ask me such a thing?

There is no need to guess. Han Yu asked him this and he was sure to leave after asking.

The key is that this question is not easy for him to answer! If Han Yu goes to the capital city he mentioned, it would be fine if nothing goes wrong. If something goes wrong, Che Dapao will be the first to skin him alive.

He quickly changed the subject and asked curiously.

"Did you deliver the medicine?"

Just now, when I saw Han Yu strolling in, there was a smile on his face. He must have delivered the medicine, and something else happened afterwards.

"Yes, it has been sent out."

Han Yu couldn't help laughing and said, "As for the matter!"

When he turned around and left, he indeed saw a great hall on the Huoya Peak collapsing.

Needless to say, it must be Xiahou Jie who died, and then the influence of the elixir made the ten elders scared. Such a big commotion could not be caused by just a great perfection cultivator.

Hearing Han Yu's subsequent account, Du Nanyuan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, secretly thanking his luck that Che Dapao's warning was still ringing in his ears. It turned out that one should think before taking the pill.

If he eats this thing, who knows what will happen to the government office guarding it.

"You haven't told me yet! Which place has more monks?"

In places where there are many cultivators, the chances of meeting some lucky people or people with gifted supernatural powers are greater. One thing that he was led astray by the spirit of the weapon is that when he can get a lot of feedback, he really doesn't want to accumulate it slowly bit by bit over a long period of time.

So he suddenly brought the topic back to the topic.

This made Du Nanyuan complain bitterly. How could he point the way?

Han Yu looked at the other person's expression and guessed something. He couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "You don't want to show me the way, do you?"

Du Nanyuan was in a dilemma. He had no problem giving directions, but this man was famous for causing trouble wherever he went. He was afraid of him!

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, as if he had thought of something, and he clenched his right fist and pounded his palm.

"If you want to know where there are many monks, there really is such a place."

And there are a lot of monks there.

"where?"

Han Yu asked curiously.

"Zhaodong Mansion!"

Du Nanyuan said this in a resounding voice, her heart already filled with joy.

He was indeed smart, he could even think of a place like this.

If we talk about Zhaodong Prefecture, there is absolutely no problem.

Because that location itself is special. What’s special about it?

Extremely small!
It was so small that when the court set up the garrison office, it didn't even consider that place.

The population of a provincial capital is not even over a thousand. If you say it is a provincial capital, it is not wrong. But if you really go there, you will find that it is not as good as a bigger village.

The city wall is not as good as the courtyard walls outside every household in Pingyang City.

Just a few years ago, the court took the opportunity of a population census to relocate the people there to the surrounding prefectures and settle them down.

This small town is completely deserted.

"You want me to go where there's no one?"

Han Yuxu looked at him and rolled his eyes.

"No one, but there are monks!"

Du Nanyuan hurriedly explained that there were no civilians there, but there were definitely the most monks coming and going.

why?
Because Tianji Tower is near Zhaodong Prefecture.

Tianji Tower, although it is not one of the Nine Sects, is in no way inferior to them in fame.

Whether from the perspective of their sect or their style of doing things, they are the only ones who are as stubborn as scorpions in the world of cultivators. First, Tianji Tower has no stance on good or evil, and is an absolute neutral faction.

Secondly, Tianji Tower will not care about the life or death of any cultivator who comes out of this place.

Once a cultivator leaves the sect, no matter whether he does good or evil, the sect will not care. It has nothing to do with it whether he kills others or is killed by others.

In other words, if its monks kill people from other sects, you should not look for it.

If one of your disciples kills its disciple outside, it will not come looking for you.

Thirdly, this is also the biggest reason why it can be so prosperous despite being a neutral party and being so weird.

Tianji Tower is the best at divination. It can even be said that in the world of cultivators, if it comes to attainments in divination, if it is second to none, no other sect dares to claim to be the best.

Especially the "a lifetime opportunity, a key to destiny", the value of these ten words makes him an existence that no one in both the good and evil worlds dares to offend.

Maybe someday you will really want to go to someone else's place.

No one knows the destiny of a cultivator's life, whether it is chance or good fortune, but Tianji Tower just happens to be able to do it.

It is rumored that anyone who is destined to have an opportunity can come here and, as long as they pay a small price, Tianji Tower will be able to give them hints, allowing them to firmly grasp their own opportunities and gain their own fortune.

"What does this have to do with my trip to Zhaodong Prefecture?"

After listening to Du Nanyuan's bragging for a while, Han Yu spoke in confusion.

"Because now Zhaodong Prefecture has been used by Tianji Tower for business, there are a lot of Tianji Tower disciples doing divination and fortune-telling for people in the city for a living."

Du Nanyuan began to explain.

As a result, it naturally became a gathering place for monks.

Han Yu thought about it and decided that if that was the case, it was really worth the trip.

Those who can go there probably think that they are gifted or have great fortune.

Although the biggest illusion in life is to think that you can do it, when the number of people increases, it is inevitable that a blind cat will catch a dead mouse.

What if I really encounter this?
Whether it is a lucky guy or a supernatural guy, I don’t pick and choose.

Secretly glancing at Han Yu's aroused expression, Du Nanyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhaodong Prefecture is great! Zhaodong Prefecture is wonderful!

That place is already full of cultivators. To put it bluntly, even if the place is covered with dog brains, it will definitely not be implicated by him.

The court did not allow monks to fight in the city, firstly out of consideration for the safety of civilians, and secondly because the damage caused to the surroundings would greatly affect the survival of civilians.

In a place like this one that is full of monks, the court will not intervene at all, you can fight however you want.

Han Yu left with great satisfaction. Yanyu promised to take care of him if he had any good elixir, but this scared Du Nanyuan.

What’s interesting is that only an hour after Han Yu left, the old man Xiahou Jie arrived.

He came alone, standing in front of the gate of Pingyang City, challenging others in a very arrogant manner.

When Du Nanyuan flew out with a dark face, his cursing voice could be heard from afar.

When Xiahou Jie saw the people coming out, he sneered. He had sent his disciples to wait here.

As soon as Han Yu left, he came to settle the score with Du Nanyuan.

If you get a great opportunity but don't come out to seek revenge, it's the same as being lonely.

He is not such a person.

Du Nanyuan looked at the other person, who was covered in gold, iron and orange light, but with a strange mouth, she almost laughed to tears.

"You bastard, I'm here to settle accounts with you."

Du Nanyuan was well prepared for this. A dense crowd appeared on the top of the city wall, each holding a Mohist magic weapon. Not only that, soon a number of Mohist machine guns were pushed onto the wall, and the black cannon shells flashed with cold light.

Du Nanyuan waved his hand and shouted, "Aim at his mouth..."

(End of this chapter)