Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 528 I'm Outside, I Won't Go In
When it comes to the complete formation of the weapon spirit, what is Han Yu most afraid of?
Isn't it because you're afraid that this piece of shit will stick it in your face and create a female version of yourself to disgust you?

But the most feared thing still happened.

Especially when he saw the pair of twin ponytails, Han Yu's original joyful mood disappeared in an instant.

What followed was a shocking scene that he was afraid would be too painful to watch, so he decisively left his sea of ​​consciousness without thinking.

I can’t keep this spirit weapon anymore. It’s so fucking tiring!
But the spirit of the weapon was still teasing the unknown treasure, and it quickly moved the fog and came out.

"Look at me now, I'm done! Look!"

The corners of Han Yu's mouth twitched, and it was impossible for him to look.

From now on, we can just chat for a few words across our sea of ​​consciousness. There is no need to meet in person, otherwise it will make me feel sick.

See you again!

The spirit of the weapon was still bothering him. How could it not be bothered? It took it nearly a year to finally have a physical form. This joy had to be shared with someone.

Is a year long?
Not long. Not only not long, for many accomplished monks, it may just be a blink of an eye in seclusion.

But think about what kind of life it and Han Yu have been leading. They have never had a peaceful life since their debut.

The strong ones choose to provoke those they cannot defeat, and the more they provoke them, the more difficult they become.

Every time it’s a life-threatening situation.

The things we encounter are getting bigger and bigger, and it is no exaggeration to say that they are magnificent.

Their experiences in one year might be more exciting than the entire lives of those cultivators at the Divine Platform Realm.

"Will you watch it or not? If you don't, I'm going to do something weird in front of your face."

The spirit of the weapon was just about to share this joy, but Han Yu refused to show his appreciation, which made it unhappy.

If you don't appreciate the favor given to you, don't blame me.

Han Yu was unmoved. He loved Zhadi Zhadi. He used his face to play gender flipping. It was so fucking disgusting that he decided to ignore it.

Afterwards, the spirit of the weapon really quieted down all of a sudden, and no more noise could be heard.

Han Yu's expression suddenly became strange again. He just said he would do something weird, but he wasn't really doing it, was he?
But what can a girl version of a brat do with her face?
How about taking a look?
Han Yu was suddenly in a state of hesitation. He was afraid that it would be unpleasant to the eyes if he looked at it, and he was also afraid that the weapon spirit would do something weird.

Damn it, just look at it!
Han Yu gritted his teeth and re-entered his sea of ​​consciousness. The next moment, his eyes widened and he became furious.

This bastard Qi Ling, with two ponytails and a bare butt, was bending down and playing with a small earthworm.

Son of a bitch!
The weird thing you're talking about is playing the guitar in my face?

Han Yu's face turned dark in an instant, and he could hear the sound of grinding his teeth.

No, chirp?
"You have a chirp?"

Han Yu seemed to have grasped the key point and spoke immediately.

The spirit of the weapon didn't even raise its head, and was playing the Chi Chi music with its curious little finger.

This is the first time it has this thing, or this is the first time it has this form.

This is the complete appearance of a child, with chubby hands and feet like lotus roots, and a pink and tender face that is 70% similar to Han Yu, but if they grow up, they will probably be exactly the same.

It said that the previous shape must be wrong. Not only was the original shape strange and missing something, but it was also dark blue overall.

Now its complete form is no different from that of an ordinary child, except that it is not a physical body.

"So what's up with your twin tails?"

Han Yu looked at the twin ponytails on the weapon spirit's head and his eyelids twitched.

The spirit of the weapon belatedly realized what was happening and touched its head with a strange look on its face. Soon it reacted and started cursing along with Han Yu as if they shared a common hatred for the enemy.

"Fuck it, I'm a male spirit, and Pingzi that bastard quietly tied a pair of ponytails on me. He deserves death!"

Now the truth is revealed, it must have been the bottle that did it.

"It must be because you scolded the bottle before, so it played a prank on us to take revenge."

Qi Ling angrily held his hands and cursed.

But it doesn’t matter now. The spirit of the weapon is a male, and Han Yu’s worst fear did not happen.

He breathed a sigh of relief at this.

scare someone to death.

After it had a complete form, the spirit of the weapon was released all at once, and it wandered around naked in the sea of ​​consciousness.

After a while, Han Yu's face turned dark again, because this guy was too unrestrained, and the way he swung his finger was really eye-catching.

"Can't you just put on some clothes?"

The spirit of the weapon then realized that it had been naked all along. After thinking about it, its form changed. After its virtual body changed again, a set of pocket-sized clothes similar to Han Yu's appeared on it.

At first glance, he looks more like Han Yu.

After doing all this, Han Yu spoke curiously. "Now that your form is complete, is there anything different?"

For example, special abilities, such as the appearance of elixirs other than Hexi Dan, or even a stronger Hexi Zhan.

The spirit of the weapon stayed there for a while, and after thinking carefully, its face wrinkled.

It’s over. Han Yu didn’t get anything he wanted.

"Then you're not going to resuscitate me!"

Han Yu was greatly disappointed. After spending so much effort, was the weapon spirit really just making its form more complete?
"It seems not."

The spirit of the weapon's eyes suddenly lit up, and then its figure flashed and disappeared without a trace in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hey, look here, look here."

When Han Yu was still dumbfounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, a crisp voice suddenly came from his ears.

After exiting his sea of ​​consciousness, Han Yu turned his head and was stunned.

Blanch!
This disaster came out from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Yes, I can get out of your sea of ​​consciousness."

The spirit of the weapon flew into the air with great joy, turned into a stream of light and flew out, disappearing into the mountains and forests in an instant.

After a moment, a clear laugh was heard, and the bastard flew back, dancing and yelling beside Han Yu's head.

"I'm awesome, right? I can also leave my body and go out to play. I don't have to stay in that damn place called the Sea of ​​Consciousness Space anymore."

Awesome...bullshit!

Han Yu felt unwell instantly.

Not only does this weapon spirit have no strength at all, but it can also leave the body. The most important thing is that it looks exactly like himself.

If we really let it run around everywhere, wouldn't it be the same as showing off?

As if he was afraid that others didn't know that Han Yu had a big secret.

Apart from anything else, if the mysterious strong man from the Tiandao Sect discovers the spirit of the weapon, he will probably target him directly.

"Come back quickly."

Han Yu spoke up immediately, saying that it would be better not to expose the spirit of the weapon to others easily.

Although the spirit of the weapon was reluctant, it still knew what was good and what was bad, especially since it was also afraid of death.

If you are too arrogant without any real ability and get caught, you will have no place to cry.

"Apart from being out of body, is there anything else?"

Han Yu asked curiously, such as controlling the bottle!

The bottle is definitely not a simple thing. The fact that it can make itself disappear in front of the monks is enough to prove its extraordinaryness.

Since the spirit of an instrument can come out like the spirit of a wood, can it return to its original body and be controlled?
The spirit of the weapon was also eager to try. Just as Han Yu was waiting to see the show, he saw it soar into the air and land steadily in the mouth of the bottle.

After a while, the expected thing did not happen. Instead, the bottle suddenly vomited a mouthful of phlegm, which directly blew out the spirit of the weapon.

"Damn it, you won't let me in, right?"

After the weapon spirit fell into the sea of ​​consciousness, it lay on its back in a mess. It immediately stood up, rolled up its sleeves unwillingly, and jumped in again.

It wasn't long before the bottle sprayed it out again.

"Hey, the more intense you are, the better I like it."

The spirit of the weapon rubbed its somewhat confused head. Just now, its head fell directly down.

After saying that, he rushed in again.

"Ping'er, the master is here."

The bottle spits it out…

"Ping, don't move, I'm Han Yu."

The bottle spits it out…

"Brother Ping, I'm going in to get something."

The bottle spits it out…

Perhaps because of too many attempts, even the bottle developed a temper. In the next few times, it even refused to let the spirit touch the bottle mouth.

Whenever the spirit tried to get close to the bottle mouth, the glass bottle would be hung upside down and the bottom of the bottle would be held to knock it away.

After several exchanges, the dusty spirit no longer had any arrogance. He rubbed his hands in a wretched manner and spoke in a flattering manner.

"Well, Ping'er, please don't move. I promise to just look outside and I won't go in..."

(End of this chapter)