Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 61 Tell me your dream
Master Lin patted his robe and walked in with a serious look. Han Yu couldn't help but feel pain for him when he heard the dull sound of the bamboo board hitting the floor, but Master Lin looked as if nothing had happened.

After sitting down on the table unnoticeably, Mr. Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at Han Yu seriously.

In his mind, there was also a voice reminding him.

"Lin Fei, this person is not simple. His body is extremely strong, but he doesn't seem to have any cultivation. He doesn't follow the normal cultivation system. You should pay more attention to him."

Lin Fei remained calm on the surface, but he was asking himself in his heart, "Is he really that strong? Even if we two join forces, we can't beat him?"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a sky blue Qilin shook its head, raised its pair of deep blue eyes and seemed to glance at him from a distance, and said.

"I advise you to stay calm. You are almost crippled after beating a Divine Bridge monk. My intuition tells me that he can kill you with one slap."

Lin Fei was surprised and couldn't help but secretly glance at Han Yu. Seeing that he had been sitting sideways without saying a word, he really couldn't realize that such an ordinary person could receive such a high evaluation from Qilin.

"Then why did you let me come here?"

The Qilin's face showed a trace of entanglement in a humanized way. It said in a daze, "Because the Qilin clan's talent for seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster tells me that this person is a mixed blessing for me. I can gain benefits from him, but it seems that I will suffer a great loss."

Lin Fei felt awe in his heart. Qilin's ability to avoid danger and seek good fortune was not just talk. He had helped him many times. He believed it without a doubt. However, he felt a little doubtful about the mixed fortune that Qilin mentioned.

"The so-called mixed blessing and misfortune, you are blessed and I am unfortunate, don't you think it's strange? We are already one, what else can separate us?"

This is what makes Qilin itself feel strange. Due to special reasons, it and Lin Fei have become a symbiotic organism. They prosper together and suffer together. It doesn't make sense that one party would benefit from the loss of the other!

That's why it asked Lin Fei to come over and make contact with him to see what the other party's purpose was before making any plans.

"How long will they communicate?"

Han Yu was actually getting a little impatient and whispered in his mind.

"No hurry, customers come first, be patient."

The little spirit was actually the calmest one at this moment.

Cough!

Lin Fei suddenly coughed dryly a few times, probably because Qilin had explained everything to him.

Han Yu suddenly turned around at this time, looked at Lin Fei with a smile on his face, and said.

"Come on, tell me your dream."

Lin Fei and the Qilin in his body were both stunned, and the little spirit also sighed in his mind, "What are you doing?"

Naturally, Han Yu chose to get straight to the point. He looked at Lin Fei who seemed to have not reacted yet, so he repeated it again.

"I'm a pharmacist. I have pills that can improve various abilities. Do you want to become stronger?"

Lin Fei finally reacted this time, and quickly asked in his mind, "Qilin, is this the so-called adventure you mentioned before?"

He remembered that Qilin once said that auspiciousness was one of its own talents. It could attract good luck and bring it all kinds of adventures.

Could this be it?
Qilin was vague and hesitant about this, because it itself was not sure whether Han Yu brought Lin Fei to this adventure because of it!

"Probably... should be... maybe?"

Qilin responded without much confidence.

But in Lin Fei's eyes, this is different. The storyteller said that the best brothers and the most beautiful wife are in the sect, and adventures are always on the way. Once they are together, the wheel of history will start to turn. Isn't this the case?
"I want a treasure, the best weapon in the world!"

Master Lin's eyes sparkled and he spoke in a decisive tone.

Han Yu's face turned dark, and before he could open his mouth, Master Lin continued to talk about his dream.

"I want the eggs of a divine beast, which can breed the most powerful divine beast. I don't want the finished product, because it's not fun to cultivate."

Han Yu's face turned even darker.

"I want a technique that is unique to me. I am invincible at the same level. Killing an enemy two or three levels higher is as easy as drinking water."

Master Lin became more and more excited as he spoke, his face flushed, as if he had already begun to imagine his heroic future self.

Han Yu's face was expressionless at this moment, and the spirit of the weapon sighed in his mind, "When I meet this kind of person, I feel that there is really little hope of producing a pill."

Han Yu wanted to struggle a bit, but he waved his hand to interrupt Master Lin's dream and reminded him, "You don't seem to understand what I said. I am a pharmacist, not a dreamer. I only have pills, not the eggs you like."

Lin Fei's disappointment was visibly revealed in his eyes, and his interest suddenly died down. What use was the elixir? It was not as good as the Qilin.

"I seem to have heard that your aptitude is not good and you can't practice at all. Are you interested in making your aptitude the best?"

Han Yu thought about it and decided to just bring it up. Following his line of thought, he estimated that the weapon spirit would either spit out eggs or martial arts techniques.

"Impossible! This is even more outrageous than asking for a technique or a divine beast egg."

Qilin quickly reminded Lin Fei in his mind.

After all, martial arts and divine beast eggs are just external objects, but changing a person's foundation, even for the best, is not an adventure at all. This is a real dream that can only be thought of in dreams.

Seeing Lin Fei's hesitation and disbelief, Han Yu sighed.

"Xiao Liuli, show me the effects of the elixir first."

Not long after, a phantom appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Looking at the name of the elixir, Han Yu seemed to be used to it.

Hexi Pill (Routine Version): The person who takes the medicine will improve his or her aptitude to the strongest, double the speed of cultivation, have a photographic memory, have an extremely high level of comprehension, can practice the skills as soon as he or she gets started, have a charismatic personality, and is favored by all kinds of female warriors. He or she has a talent for fighting across levels, and becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent. Side effects: consumes half of the Qilin's soul essence!

Han Yu stared in amazement at the long string of annotations. This was the first time that a pill had such a long-lasting effect.

What surprised him was not the elixir, but Lin Fei himself. The spirit of the weapon was different from the bottle. It could not create elixirs out of nothing, but it could let you enjoy the future results in an instant, which was the upper limit of its ability to chop people that Han Yu often complained about.

"That's right. With the help of Qilin, Young Master Lin will have all these things in the future." The little spirit explained in his mind.

Han Yu was really envious all of a sudden. How come they all live in the same brain? Why is the other person's so much better?

"Tsk, you're jealous."

Xiao Liuli sneered in her mind.

No, I’m not envious at all, Han Yu had a stern face, but his eyes couldn’t help but turn red.

"After swallowing half of Qilin's soul essence, he may not be so outrageous in the future. At most, he will have small adventures occasionally and pick up some bargains."

The little spirit said as he sharpened his knife.

At that moment, Han Yu directly read out the effect of the elixir to the phantom in his mind. Lin Fei's face changed from disbelief at first, to interest, and finally to astonishment.

"Hey, don't be fooled. There is no such good thing. If there really is, people would eat it themselves." Qilin was still relatively sober.

Lin Fei then quickly wiped his saliva and spoke cautiously, "Is this pill so expensive that it will scare me to death?"

Han Yu shook his head with a smile and said, "This pill is free, but the side effects are strong. No one can take it except you."

When he heard about the side effects, Master Lin immediately became alert and his mind became clear. "I said it's impossible for such a good thing to happen. Otherwise, let's go! It's a mixed blessing. Don't do it." Qilin suddenly felt uneasy and immediately persuaded Lin Fei to leave.

Han Yu naturally didn't want to let go just like that, he also pointed at the energy in his sea of ​​consciousness to expand, he hadn't eaten the pie that Xiao Liuli had painted yet.

"But the effects I mentioned are indeed real. Are you sure you don't want to hear about the side effects before considering it?"

It can only be said that Han Yu's style is becoming more and more like that of a little spirit. His skill in drawing cakes has improved, which made Master Lin, who had stood up, hesitate for a moment.

"How about you tell me about the side effects first, and I'll listen."

Master Lin asked with curiosity.

Han Yu smiled slightly and said nonchalantly, "The side effects are not that great, it just requires the consumption of half of Qilin's soul essence."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden explosion in the tea room. The entire tea table was suddenly blown into powder, with wood chips flying everywhere, and even the surrounding screens were blown all over the place.

Blanch!
Seize the house!

Han Yu's heart skipped a beat and he was really shocked by the look on Master Lin's face.

At this time, Master Lin had two things like deer antlers on his head, and his skin turned sky blue with faint scales reflecting light.

"No, it seems that Qilin gave him the power, and the two are in a semi-fused state."

The little spirit explained in his mind.

Master Lin's face turned cold in an instant. The matter of Qilin has always been the biggest secret in his heart. He has never told anyone, not even his closest relatives.

Now, a stranger suddenly appears, points out Qilin as soon as he opens his mouth, and even asks for half of its soul essence. At that moment, even if you are a fool, you know that the other party is coming for you.

"No wonder there are mixed feelings of good and bad, it turns out it's coming for me."

Qilin also spoke coldly in Lin Fei's mind with an ugly expression.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Han Yu did not expect the other party's reaction to be so big.

"Do you want to take action?"

Lin Fei asked in his heart.

"Why are you trying to do that? I gave you the power so you can escape."

Kirin said angrily.

Han Yu was just thinking about explaining to ease the atmosphere, but a whirlwind suddenly blew up under Master Lin's feet. He stomped his feet, which were tied with bamboo strips, and was blown away by the wind.

"Hurry and chase him!"

The little spirit spoke anxiously.

"Why are you still chasing him? He's already so scared. If you chase him, it will only lead to greater misunderstandings."

Han Yu sighed helplessly.

Above Moyun City, Master Lin was being carried away by the whirlwind while constantly looking back. Fortunately, Han Yu did not catch up with him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Possession consumes too much energy. I have no strength left. Please prepare yourself."

In my mind, Qilin's slightly tired voice came.

"what to prepare?"

Master Lin felt uneasy, but it was too late to wait for an answer. The antlers on his head and the scales on his body suddenly disappeared, and the whirlwind under his feet also vanished into thin air.

Ah! A figure fluttered in the sky, and then fell heavily down...

Shenji City, Mohist School!

"Old Six was robbed?"

A middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a white Confucian robe, with an elegant face and extraordinary demeanor, frowned while holding the note in his hand.

This person is the current helmsman of the Shen Ji Academy and the patriarch of many Mo family members in Shen Ji City, Mo Yushu.

There was also an old man with white hair and chicken skin standing in the meeting hall. He looked to be in his seventies, with a weathered face and dressed in plain blue clothes. In name, he was now the steward of the Mohist School, Qiu Yin.

"There is no mistake in the handwriting, it's Sixth Master's handwriting." Qiu Yin also frowned. He really couldn't imagine who would be so bold as to bring bad luck upon the Mo family.

Mo Yushu frowned and pondered. There was silence in the meeting hall for a while. After a while, he slowly raised his head and said, "Old Qiu, please take a team of tribesmen to take a look. Don't let Old Six suffer any loss."

Qiu Yin stood in silence for a moment, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Mo Yushu looked at him curiously and said, "Why are you so unresponsive today? Is there something wrong?"

Qiu Yin thought for a moment before asking, "Xiu Wen wants to follow. Let me ask you something."

"It's only been a short time since this kid came back, but he's already restless." Mo Yushu felt a headache when he thought of his cousin.

"Hasn't he been tinkering with some remote communication mechanism recently? Is he tired of it so soon?"

Qiu Yin shook his head with a complicated look on his face, and said, "Master, he really did it. I just tried it and it really works."

Mo Yushu was delighted at first, but soon his face turned gloomy again, and he said, "This kid has never done his job properly, and he only cares about these crooked ways."

Qiu Yin sighed and couldn't help but speak, "Master, there is no one else here, let me say a few words, Xiuming is obviously the most talented one in the Mohist School in hundreds of years. If you continue to suppress him like this, it will not be a good thing. Sooner or later, there will be problems."

Cousin, oh no, is Mo Xiuwen really so unbearable?
No, only the top leaders of the Mo family know how talented he is. The iron kite used by the Mo family for traveling was designed by him. The small boat that is being built outside was ostensibly designed by Mo Yushu, but it is actually the work of Mo Xiuwen. Now he has even developed long-distance communication.

It can be said that many of his designs would cause a sensation once released, but the Mohist school kept them hidden tightly, hence the nickname "Mohist Prodigal Son".

Mo Yushu knew very well that blindly suppressing the people would inevitably lead to a greater backlash, otherwise Mo Xiuwen would not have escaped from the Mo family so many times.

but……

"Being too smart is not necessarily a good thing. It would be disadvantageous for him to become famous too early. The Mohist School no longer needs to rely on the reputation of a genius to maintain its position. I just want him to grow up well and not die halfway."

Mo Yushu sighed.

"Why don't I take him out to relax? It just so happens that the guy said he can design a mechanism to detect spirit stones. Then we won't have to worry about not being able to catch those guys."

Qiu Yin pondered aside.

"Look, I told you! This brat has to be suppressed."

Mo Yushu frowned when he heard that. Look at what his cousin was talking about. Designing a mechanism to detect spirit stones, if he really made this thing and he wasn't just bragging, how many people would be offended to death?
By then, everyone will have a detection device and search the world for spirit stone mines. To what extent will the value of spirit stones drop?
The sects that control the spirit stone mines will be desperate. Will they care whether you are from the lower three sects or the upper three sects? They will just let you die as soon as you leave.

Mo Yushu's face was uncertain, and he finally sighed, "If you want to take it, just keep it with you! Also, if he really makes this thing, remember not to let it out. Bring it back and we can use it ourselves."

If this is really possible, it is time for the Mohist School to own its own spirit stone mine.

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