Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 568 Don’t you know me?
At the bottom of the mountain stream, there was an old Taoist sitting cross-legged in the air on the water.

Of course, this was a quarter of an hour ago. At this moment, the old Taoist priest was already sitting in the water.

Fortunately, the pool of water at the bottom of the mountain stream was shallow, and at most it only reached the Taoist's chest.

Han Yu also stood in the water. The old and the young stared at each other for a quarter of an hour without saying a word.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, after uttering that word of obstruction, the weapon spirit stretched out its hands, as if pulling a curtain, and instantly pulled the mist sprayed from the bottle in front of itself.

It hid, it had to hide.

We have to talk about Han Yu's bad luck. He even encountered a strong man when he asked someone for directions on the way.

Although it is unknown how strong the opponent is, the aura he reveals from time to time is no more powerful than the purple thunder.

In response to this, the spirit of the weapon really wanted to curse.

You are blind! Even if you have not practiced properly, you cannot sense the other person's cultivation.

But a living person sitting on the water even has a vague vision of blending into the world.

"Use your walnut-sized brain to think whether this old Taoist priest can be provoked."

This was the last sentence the weapon spirit said before it disappeared, and it was also the sentence that made Han Yu remain silent after he fell.

The old Taoist's face was surprisingly ugly, especially when he saw such a young man, he was even more angry.

"Do you know that you have ruined my entire year of practice?"

This was the first sentence the old Taoist said, and the silent atmosphere was instantly broken.

Han Yu had a strange look on his face, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Senior, it's wrong of me to disturb you, but..."

"Is it a bit exaggerated to ruin your entire year's practice?"

One has to be a very shameless person to come up with such words. He was indeed reckless and caused people to fall into the water, disturbing their meditation, but to say that he destroyed their practice is too much!
The old Taoist stood up in the water with his beard puffed and eyes glaring. His robe fluttered without wind, and the places that should have been soaked were suddenly dry again.

"I made a bet with myself a year ago. I bet whether I could go without eating, drinking, moving or talking for a year."

God have mercy on him, he was only a few days away from perfection, but some bastard came and ruined his practice.

How could this not make him angry.

Han Yu was stunned. Regardless of whether the old Taoist was fooling him or not, the other party's so-called method of cultivation did broaden his horizons.

Can you bet with yourself?
This guy looks shabby and seems to be seriously ill.

"Well, please do as you please, Senior. I was in a hurry before I came out, and I left the door open."

Han Yu clasped his fists and slowly retreated. He had made up his mind not to have anything to do with this man.

Want to run?

The old Taoist seemed to have seen through Han Yu's inner thoughts. Not only did he not stop him, he also smiled and let him retreat continuously.

Han Yu turned around decisively, and the flames wrapped around his body and he immediately flew up with the wind.

Then Han Yu was stunned!

What he called riding the wind was only three feet off the ground, and it seemed as if there was a rope somewhere that bound him tightly.

At the same time, there was a hint of strangeness on the old Taoist's face. No one noticed it just now, but now many problems were exposed as soon as Han Yu moved.

Supernatural powers?
foreigner?
You've hit the right place, right here with me.

The old man smiled and waved his hand. Han Yu felt the mysterious force pulling him like a tethered dog, constantly pulling him back, and even pulling him in the direction of the old Taoist.

How could he not guess what happened?

"Senior, spare me! I have people here, you can't touch me."

Han Yu quickly begged for mercy.

"Someone? A ghost?"

The old Taoist suddenly became more energetic, and his eyes lit up inexplicably when he looked at Han Yu.

My life has improved now, and I can even give my apprentice some real work.

Thinking of this, the power wrapped around Han Yu began to become terrifying.

Han Yu watched in horror as his body involuntarily split in the air, then he kept bending his waist and watched his split legs slowly wrap around his head.

What a damn shameful look!

Han Yu was angry and scared. The old Taoist's power was obviously beyond his cognition. No, it was not even beyond his cognition at all. This kind of power could not let him escape, and he couldn't even block it.

The old Taoist priest was still fiddling with it in the air with a smile on his face, and seemed to be addicted to it.

"Tsk tsk, I misjudged you. Your body is pretty good. No, I should say it's quite good."

If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would never be ruined like this. He believed that his current appearance was already inhuman.

It was indeed inhuman. Han Yu grinned and turned into a ball. What was even more outrageous was that he was folded from the back.

If it were any other cultivator, his waist would probably be broken.

“Senior, I really know someone, why don’t you listen first.”

Han Yu's nose was pressed against his butt, and he begged for mercy with tears in his eyes.

"Oh! Then tell me, who is the person who will pick you up?"

The old Taoist stopped fiddling with it with interest and looked at him with a smile.

With a break to catch his breath, Han Yu hurriedly said, "I have a very good relationship with Su Xiaoxiao. I'm here to look for Mu Zili."

He said this without blushing or beating his heart, and didn't care at all about the strange look from the old Taoist.

"You have a good relationship with Su Xiaoxiao?"

"Are you still here to see Muzi Li?"

For some reason, the old Taoist had a half-smile on his face.

The force on his body pulled him instantly, and Han Yu, in a ball-like shape, was brought in front of the old Taoist priest on his butt.

"Then do you know who I am?"

The old Taoist asked back.

Han Yu shook his head in confusion. How could he know who the Taoist priest was? This was his first time in this damn place!

At this, the old Taoist laughed strangely.

You know my two disciples, but you don’t know me?
Why doesn't he believe it? He is just bragging in front of me!

"I'm telling the truth. I'm here to help Su Xiaoxiao."

Han Yu also noticed the other party's look of disbelief and hurried to explain.

Move reinforcements?
The old Taoist waved his hand, and the power that enveloped Han Yu's body immediately dissipated. Han Yu, who had finally restored his body to normal shape, was immediately pressed down by a new force before he could even feel the taste of freedom.

Since you say you know someone, I might need to think about it.

But if it was said that he was calling for help for Su Xiaoxiao, the old Taoist believed it a little bit for some reason.

"Tell me what's going on first."

……

Half an hour later, Han Yu finally explained the whole cause and effect, even the matter of the thunder.

From the initial thunder to the appearance of the red thunder.

From hiding in the small cave to Su Xiaoxiao's bad idea.

The more the Taoist listened, the stranger his expression became. Suddenly, a flood of chaotic information came flooding in, making it difficult to sort out.

But in terms of main point, he believed that Su Xiaoxiao was blocked at the door by lightning and then asked someone to come back for help.

"Only he can come up with such a bad idea."

The old Taoist sighed deeply.

Every detail is clear, so it is probably correct.

The only thing was that the old Taoist stared at Han Yu for a while, wondering where did the youngest one find this weirdo, who only cultivated his physical body and magical powers, and yet could withstand the blow of thunder and remain alive.

How could such a person be raised in such a shabby place like Zhongzhou?
Seeing that the old Taoist had been silent for a long time, Han Yu could not help but whisper a reminder, "Senior, I still have to pass on the message. Otherwise, how about we say goodbye now?"

He didn't want to stay with this old ghost for a moment. He was too fucking perverted.

"No, I'll call someone over for you."

The old Taoist clasped his hands together and smiled, and his smile made Han Yu feel itchy in his heart.

He's not going to let me go?
(End of this chapter)