Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 334: Twenty Years of Luck Swallowed
"How about you listen to my explanation?"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the spirit of the weapon rarely shrank its head, looking guilty.

Good man, you are the bastard who laughs at my bad luck every day. It turns out that you not only know what is going on, but you are also the one who did it.

Han Yu gritted his teeth, wishing he could enter his sea of ​​consciousness and beat up the weapon spirit.

He never expected that, although he had come here only to find a monk with good fortune, he would inexplicably solve an unsolved mystery about himself.

"Do you still want the luck monk?"

Seeing that Han Yu was about to go berserk, the spirit of the weapon quickly reminded him in a low voice.

I don't want to live this life anymore...

When they got to the front of the meeting, several people looked at Han Yu, who looked a little strange, and were surprised. But then they saw his expression change from gritting his teeth to a weak look.

“This is not the business I want to do.”

His luck is already like this, what's there to see? After all, he is here for other people's luck.

"I heard that Tianji Tower specializes in guiding people with good fortune and destiny. What I want to ask is, can Tianji Tower introduce these people to me?"

Except for Ji Wushi, the other two were stunned by Han Yu's words.

You come to Tianji Tower not for yourself, but just to meet people?
What a weirdo this is.

The owner of Tianji Tower refused without a second thought. Every cultivator with good fortune who came here naturally had to pay a price in order to get a few words of advice from them. This in itself was already a deal.

If they turn around and sell other people's information, how will Tianji Tower have any credibility in the future?

Furthermore, Tianji Tower itself is a neutral sect and never interferes in anything other than its own affairs.

Therefore, Han Yu’s request conflicted with the purpose of Tianji Tower.

"That won't work either. I'm sorry, but Tianji Tower doesn't do anything except show people the way. Please go back!"

The owner of Tianji Tower spoke decisively.

"Don't be so quick to refuse!"

Han Yu interrupted quickly and said that his price had not yet been announced!
"Spiritual stones, spiritual medicines, magic weapons, even my own elixirs, you can ask for whatever Tianji Tower needs."

"Are you rich, boy?"

Elder Tong couldn't help but join in the conversation with a bad mouth, and was immediately glared at by the owner of Tianji Tower.

He had clearly refused, so why was this bad guy still asking?

Elder Tong curled his lips, mainly because he saw that Han Yu had nothing and couldn't help but strike up a conversation.

Han Yu thought for a moment and said, "I get 10% of the spiritual stones from the Supervisory Department every year. If the Tianji Building is willing to accept the spiritual stones, I will give them to you. If you want spiritual medicine, I will ask the Herb Department on the fifth floor to buy it for you."

"As for magic weapons, the people on the fifth floor owe me a favor, so I can give them to you. As for my own elixirs, I can give you whatever you want if I have them."

At this point, Han Yu remembered that he still had a piece of land deep in the mountains, so it was not impossible for him to give it away.

Ji Wu Shi was stunned when he heard this, and even Elder Tong beside him was dumbfounded.

Wow, it turns out that this guy alone has enough resources to develop a small sect.

Who spread the rumor that this guy is the spendthrift Alchemy God? With the wealth this guy has earned now, if he didn't have this kind of strength, he would easily be kidnapped as a hostage when he goes out.

"This goes against the purpose of Tianji Tower. Please go back!"

The master of Tianji Tower shook his head and still refused resolutely, then waved his hand calmly. Only then did Han Yu realize that seven transcendent cultivators had ambushed around him at some point.

This bastard, Qi Ling, was so guilty that he dared not make a sound and didn't even warn people when they came.

Han Yu saw that his attitude was firm and there was no possibility of continuing the discussion. He could only sigh and turn away...

After watching the people leave, the seven monks, who were facing a formidable enemy, flew into the air.

"Where did this guy come from? He has such bad luck!"

God have mercy on them. A group of guys who have been spying on fortune every day are suddenly covered by such a dark cloud. How great will their stress reaction be?

It is no exaggeration to say that they are natural enemies.

This doesn't even have anything to do with strength. Given the way of divination that the cultivators of Tianji Tower follow, they are definitely naturally disgusted by people like Han Yu.

Especially the sudden sight of a red patch on the top of my head just now, it was definitely something I had never seen before in my life.

"How did such a guy survive until now?"

The other Transcendent Realm cultivator had an expression of great surprise; logically speaking, if he was this dark, how could he not be affected?

"Wait a minute... why is your Death Star still so bright?"

While everyone was chatting enthusiastically, someone finally noticed something was wrong.

The huge dark cloud had clearly drifted away with Han Yu, but the death stars on the bodies of several people had not been extinguished at all.

It was not just them. There was also a red light flashing above the heads of the cultivators in various places of the Tianji Tower.

"This... this is all a bloody disaster!"

The wrinkled face of the owner of Tianji Tower suddenly stiffened. In this situation, doesn't it mean that Tianji Tower is in big trouble?
"That old bastard Tong Haohao..."

He gnashed his teeth and wanted to settle accounts with Elder Tong. This old bastard dared to bring anyone here, but after a round of inspection, the old guy ran away! -
Back in Zhaodong City, Han Yu seemed to be silent, but a storm had already been set off in his sea of ​​consciousness. The magical energy stirred in his sea of ​​consciousness, like a whirlwind, and sucked Xiao Liuli into the vortex.

"I want to die, I want to die, I want to die..."

Han Yu gritted his teeth. It was really hard to guard against a thief in one's own home. He didn't expect that his bad luck was caused by this guy.

Good guy, he did something immoral but he can still jump in front of me without blushing or feeling any pain.

Before this, this guy was sure that he was unlucky many times, but he didn't react.

"I was wondering why I've never had a low-level fight since my debut. Do you know how desperate I am?"

Han Yu said angrily in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Ever since he left the village, all the opponents he met were stronger than himself. It was even more outrageous when he left the Northern Territory. His mortal body with only sixty years of cultivation encountered a black-robed master in the God-Peeking Realm.

After gaining the supernatural power, enemies in the realm of gods appeared one after another.

Sometimes it’s not just one person, but a group of people coming.

After finally being able to tie with the God-Gazing Realm, the old monster Luo Yuqi appeared again, and this time he went straight to the Hell-level difficulty and reached the Transcendent Realm.

After tricking the old monster into becoming the Ginseng King, he indirectly offended eight other old guys in the Transcendent Realm.

Along the way, I was tortured to death.

"Aren't things getting better now?"

Little Liuli spoke weakly in the whirlpool, and after he finished speaking, he was greeted by an even bigger whirlpool. The whole spirit was swept dizzy and could only beg for mercy.

"Listen to my explanation...the bottle is involved too!"

The energy vortex stopped instantly. After venting its energy, Han Yu calmed down and withdrew the energy from his sea of ​​consciousness.

The spirit of the weapon felt extremely aggrieved. It knelt in its sea of ​​consciousness and spoke with a pursed mouth.

"Two years ago, Pingzi led me to smash your tile house. It hit your head on purpose."

"Although I wasn't resuscitated, the bottle was flying in the sky when I was awake. It fell from such a high altitude. You really think you are so stubborn. The bottle was holding back and was trying to knock you out."

"It took half of your luck and tied it to you. I... I was itching to take half of it, too."

Having said that, the spirit of the weapon rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly.

Han Yu's forehead was throbbing with blood. Great! So both of them had a share.

"how many?"

"What?"

The spirit of the weapon was confused and didn't react.

Han Yu said unhappily, "How much luck do I have?"

The spirit of the weapon awkwardly pointed with two fingers.

Two years?

If you lose one year's luck, you will be unlucky for three years. Wouldn't that mean I will be unlucky for six years?

Forget it, I can endure it to some extent.

Han Yu thought about it, let out a long sigh, and decided to forgive it.

"Uh... twenty years!"

The spirit of the weapon spoke cautiously.

Han Yu's just relaxed mentality exploded instantly. Twenty years of luck?
"How dare you two bastards do this? Twenty years... twenty years..."

He kept repeating this sentence.

Twenty years of good luck and sixty years of bad luck. With my physique, if I live to be 200 years old, I will suffer for half of my life.

If you live to be a hundred years old, it will be a lifetime of suffering.

"You two are really ruthless. Twenty years ago, I had this much luck and could have taken off on the spot by taking a Hexi Pill, but you guys just left like that and I have nothing left."

Han Yuguang felt a pain in his heart when he thought about the sixty years of bad luck he had left.

"Not really, you still gained something."

The spirit of the weapon retorted in a low voice.

“What did I gain?”

Han Yu was suspicious. Based on the style of these two people who were always willing to take advantage of others, he really didn't have any expectations.

"You own me..."

Xiao Liuli spoke loudly and held his head high.

But before he could finish his words, a new storm appeared and he was sucked into the vortex again...

(End of this chapter)