Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 465 Lost
"Han Yu, you will always go through countless crossroads in your life, so don't get lost."

The spirit of the weapon sighed, but still tried to comfort Han Yu.

But Han Yu just had a gloomy face and was not grateful for the kindness of the spirit of the weapon at all.

"I'm not fucking confused, I'm lost!"

God have mercy on him. After running all the way from the island, he ran as hard as he could but lost his direction.

No, he never had a direction. Even if he ran again, he would still get lost.

The spirit of the weapon was sneering at first and insisted on leading the way, but now the two of them are completely at a loss.

There was nothing in front of him except the sea. The endless sea was so vast that no matter how high Han Yufei flew, he could not see the end.

There was nothing else around except the roaring sound of the waves, giving people a feeling of dead silence and horror.

When Han Yu stood in the air, it seemed as if he was the only one left in the world.

"Is it possible that a layman would not have grown up in such an environment?"

Han Yu frowned and looked around, putting himself in the young monk's shoes. If the young monk got lost in such an environment, he would surely die.

"Fool, even you think this place is bad, do you think people below the level of God can live in such a place?"

The spirit of the weapon retorted.

If even someone like Han Yu thinks the environment is bad, then how bad must it be? It's impossible no matter how you think about it. The overseas that people talk about is also a lively place, how can it be here?

The so-called overseas and here are probably two different things.

"I suspect that this sea area can only be explored by people of your level. Ling Wuce and the others may not be able to survive if they come in."

This place is too big, so vast that it is unimaginable. With Han Yu's speed, he flew for such a long time, which was enough to cross the north and south of Zhongzhou, but he still couldn't find the end here, or even the land.

If other low-level cultivators came here and got lost, they would probably be exhausted to death.

I've been searching for so long, but there's no place to put my feet.

"You'd better use your water magic to borrow the power of water to speed up the journey. We are not familiar with this place, so we must save some energy."

The spirit of the weapon looked solemn.

The main reason was because he got lost. Logically speaking, Han Yu's flying time was about the same as the peddler's, so as long as the direction was correct, he should be able to get back.

"Then have you ever calculated the distance I have lost my way, and the distance you have led me astray?"

Han Yu fell onto the water helplessly, and a force held him up steadily, making it as if he were walking on flat ground.

Now I am like a headless fly, running around aimlessly.

"Or, just pick a direction and walk all the way to the end!"

The spirit of the weapon's eyes lit up. No matter how big a place is, there should always be a boundary!
It's impossible to walk in one direction and never reach the end, right?
That's true, but...

"You choose! With my luck, do you think I'll run into some scary place?"

Han Yu had a bitter face. According to past experience, if his luck was bad, he might end up in the lair of the corpse refining sect, or maybe Liu Zongyuan?

The key point is that one side is already a mortal enemy, while the other side still doesn’t know whether the other side is a human or a ghost.

It doesn't matter where you stab it!

"Do you think that asking me to show you the way is part of your bad luck?"

The spirit of the weapon asked a philosophical question.

Damn bad luck, it's unpredictable.

Han Yu gave up the guidance of the weapon spirit and chose a direction by himself. With the help of water power, a water dragon condensed under his feet and pushed him forward quickly...

……

The peddler and the soul-stealer were first in darkness, and had no choice but to move forward along the deep belly of the giant whale.

After a while, the view in front of me gradually became bright, and after taking a few more steps, I suddenly felt clear.

What was in front of him didn't look like the inside of an animal at all. Everywhere had been hollowed out, with rockery, flowing water, pavilions and waterside terraces everywhere.

As if they were in a large mansion, the two of them groped their way forward and finally came to a house.

The door was already open, waiting for the two of them to go in.

Inside, a middle-aged man was tinkering with medicinal herbs at ease. He did not stop what he was doing when the two people arrived. In front of him were rows of medicine cabinets, which took up most of the room, and behind him was a small alchemy furnace.

The room was filled with a strong medicinal aroma, but it was obvious that the two of them were not used to it, and they both sniffed and frowned.

"You have nothing better to do than to provoke those mad dogs."

When the man poured the herbs into the alchemy furnace, he finally looked up to reveal a fair but slightly sickly face. He looked almost bloodless, but he spoke with full energy.

The peddler looked depressed. It was not he who had caused this. It was clearly an unprovoked disaster.

The soul-splitting was not here at the moment, so he could only glare at the soul-splitting one with hatred.

"They came for Laojiu, and I was also caught in an unexpected disaster. Now the island is destroyed."

The man just listened quietly, with one hand on the alchemy furnace and the other hand controlling the flame to keep burning.

As time went by, the man's expression became more and more solemn, and even the bystanders did not dare to breathe loudly for fear of disturbing him.

Duopo was secretly shocked, thinking that this was probably not an ordinary elixir.

Only the peddler had a very strange expression on his face and turned his head away without saying a word.

Boom!
The man was delighted by the crisp sound of a cauldron being struck. However, just as he smiled, thick smoke suddenly came out of the cauldron, and choking black fog filled the entire room.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
The three of them ran out at the same time, covered in dust and looking at each other.

"What kind of elixir did you make this time?"

The peddler couldn't help but ask with a twitching mouth.

The man covered his mouth and said angrily, "Qi-boosting pills!"

Duo Po, who was standing by, was immediately astonished, not because the pill was so extraordinary, but because the pill... was too damn ordinary.

It's so common that it's everywhere and not worth much. You can find any pharmacist outside and he can make a lot of it for you.

The peddler was also surprised, "You can't even make the Qi-boosting pills. If you can't do it, don't force yourself to eat this bowl of rice."

The man looked angry after hearing this, as if he was greatly insulted, "I am a doctor, how can I not know how to make an elixir?"

"You are just a doctor. Don't really think of yourself as a doctor. Just focus on your corpse refining. Corpse refining is not the same as alchemy."

The peddler complained inwardly that a guy who played with corpses clearly didn't have any talent for controlling fire, but he had fallen in love with refining pills.

The result was obvious. He could even ruin the lowest-level elixir. It could be said that God had completely blocked the door to this path, not leaving him any chance at all.

The doctor looked embarrassed, he had reviewed the process dozens of times before he got the hang of it, but it still didn't work. He was a powerful man at the divine level, but he couldn't even refine a qi-boosting pill.

Clang!

He kicked over the alchemy furnace and decided never to touch it again.

Then we turned our attention back to the topic of the peddler. Wasn't it for this very reason that he saved the man?

"Come on, tell me about your business."

If something can be bought and sold by a peddler, it must be something extraordinary.

The peddler actually still had some doubts, and he wanted to fight for it again. Han Yu had a lot of secrets, and he would never be willing to let just one doctor take all of them.

"There's a man with a big secret. Find him and we'll share it."

The doctor laughed after hearing this. "If the business you are talking about is about individuals, I am planning to throw you out again. I can still watch the show before they go far away."

The peddler interrupted him hastily. He knew that the person outside had not gone far, and if the noise was louder, he might be able to lure the person back.

However, the doctor is just the kind of evildoer who harms others without benefiting himself. I am afraid that when we throw them out, there will be a big commotion.

"He is a unique alchemist. It is rumored that he can refine all kinds of strange and bizarre elixirs."

This alone controlled the doctor for a moment, and he shamelessly said, "Then I really want to learn from him about alchemy."

"He possesses many magical powers, and his path is the most impossible to achieve, pure physical cultivation. He even has the ability to deprive others of their essence... More importantly, his cultivation speed is unreasonably fast."

Any one of them alone would be remarkable, but for one person to have so many incredible opportunities, he must have a huge secret.

The doctor was really moved by such a person. After a moment, he clapped his hands and laughed.

"Fifty-fifty is impossible. I eat the meat and you drink the soup..."

(End of this chapter)