Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 647 The most dangerous is the safest?

The first thing the old Taoist felt when he woke up was that he felt light all over, with his body flying forward and his head chasing behind. The feeling was particularly obvious.

When he saw clearly that it was Han Yu who was running wildly with him on his back, the old Taoist coughed dryly repeatedly.

"Can't you take me another way?"

"We are all running for our lives, does posture still matter?"

Han Yu kept walking and spoke without turning his head. As he drove at lightning speed, the surrounding scenery kept passing by his eyes, leaving only afterimages in the wind.

"Where are we going?"

The old Taoist shook his dizzy head. The aftereffect of this coma was that his thinking seemed to be stagnant.

But if he didn't faint, the pain would have killed him.

"Go west!"

Han Yu's words made the old Taoist's voice suddenly rise several degrees.

"What? West!"

The old Taoist slapped Han Yu's back hard, extremely anxious.

are you crazy!

Isn’t the place to the west where Yama Palace stations its troops? God knows whether Green Robe Meng Yun will go back there.

Even if it wasn't Meng Yun, who could guarantee that there weren't other strong people there?

To take a step back, the old Taoist himself is now suffering from the backlash. Even a cultivator at the Divine Stage Realm can kill him without being at the Divine Dao Realm.

"Have you ever heard the saying that the most dangerous place is the safest place?"

Han Yu felt that the old Taoist was nagging too much, so he spoke in an unpleasant tone.

After hearing this, the old Taoist's eyes suddenly widened.

Who the hell said the most dangerous place is the safest.

Since they are the most dangerous, why rush over there?

"Find the grandson who said this, and see if I can kill him."

The old Taoist was so angry that he used up his remaining strength and traveled to many places but never dared to run towards this end.

Han Yuke, on the other hand, took him directly to the most dangerous place.

This is a living ancestor! He is here to kill me.

"I have only heard of the saying that there is darkness under the lamp, but for people like us, can there be darkness under the lamp?"

The stronger the cultivator, the stronger his perception ability. For example, in the Endless Sea, he only needs to stir up the aura and create waves to be sensed by Li Yingqi.

You said, can the darkness under the lamp be useful to monks?

……

In fact, it is still useful to be in the dark under the lamp.

It's just that the conditions were special, and Qiao Po and her friends were really cheated.

"What a fucking psychopath, using a Sumeru bag to hold a person."

Bian Zhuang's small body was uttering the most unpleasant words.

This way of playing is really accurate. As long as the mouth of the bag is not open, God knows how many people can get out of it.

On this side, the bridge lady secretly made a gesture and suddenly took action. A stone bridge was built across the area. The four people fled without fighting, leaving the other monks behind to cover their retreat.

How can we fight? Eighteen of us against nearly fifty?

There is absolutely no way to win. Not only can you not win, but if you run slowly, you will lose your life here.

Just as Qiao Po and the others had expected, the Tiandao Sect's side was like a whirlwind, the sound of charging and killing was deafening, and the fighting was so fierce that it shook the earth.

The noise was huge and ended extremely quickly.

Things are changing, and when this side has the majority of people, the defeat of Yama Palace is only a matter of time.

"Are you still chasing me?"

A monk came forward and asked Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head grimly. The direction in which they escaped was the Western Territory. If she chased him now, she couldn't guarantee that there would be no more accidents.

"not worth it."

The wandering Taoist was found by a group of people in a mountain stream. Fortunately, he did not have any problems. He was just left behind by the other party because he was distracted.

This is somewhat good news, but the other two people who died were not so lucky.

"Did my senior brother bring any message?"

Su Xiaoxiao sighed dejectedly, then turned around to ask Wang Xingzhi.

Given Mu Zili's personality, it would be impossible for him to ask Wang Xingzhi to come back without saying a word. "Are you really listening?"

Wang Xingzhi had a strange look on his face. After all, many of those words were insults.

Mu Zili dared to ask him to convey his message, but he might not dare to say it out loud.

"Just tell me! I know it's nothing good."

Su Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly and waved her hand, asking Wang Xingzhi to just tell the truth.

Sure enough, in Wang Xingzhi's timid retelling, in addition to scolding Su Xiaoxiao for coming down without permission and sneaking into Zhongzhou, he also scolded her for squandering his Asking Stone.

But the ending is a little heart-warming.

"Yanluo Palace wants to use Zhongzhou as a battlefield, so don't die on that side."

As for this group of wandering monks, there was still no mention. No wonder Wang Xingzhi was hunted to the end of his road and still didn't know the mystery.

In other words, these people were given to Su Xiaoxiao privately by Mu Zili.

This person probably came here secretly without the assignment of Tiandao Sect.

Su Xiaoxiao was still filled with emotion. After all, he was still his senior brother. He was ruthless when it came to beating and scolding him, but he was really good to him.

"What's next?"

The monk who was supporting the Taoist priest asked.

"Gather our own people in Zhongzhou first, and don't let the Yama Palace wipe us out."

Su Xiaoxiao could imagine that the situation in Zhongzhou would probably undergo another major change in the near future.

Since Mu Zili gave me manpower, he must have let me stay in Zhongzhou and do something.

……

It was too late for the old Taoist to stop Han Yu.

Especially after Han Yu said that they had entered the western border a long time ago, the old Taoist almost burst into curse.

"Do you know that my cultivation is still suffering from backlash? I can't use it until it recovers. And what kind of person are you? Aren't you afraid that we will die together?"

Han Yu's running figure suddenly stopped, and he saw the old Taoist's head hit his back heavily.

In just a moment, the old Taoist cried in pain.

There is no need to confirm. At this moment, Han Yu has already believed that the old Taoist is completely useless.

"Do you look like you're planning on parting ways here?"

The old Taoist rubbed his nose and looked at Han Yu with horror.

Would this little bastard just take him to the Western Territory and then abandon him?

This is such a fucking rip-off!
"No, I was wondering if I should turn back quietly."

Han Yu turned around and prepared to run back.

At the same time, he was cursing the Taoist priest in his heart.

This is so fucking unfair. I’ve already had a good sleep, so shouldn’t my injury have healed?
Fortunately, he only complained in his heart, otherwise the Taoist priest would probably have scolded him.

"Not everyone is like you, who can get well after a good night's sleep."

The spirit of the weapon shook its head and sighed. Han Yu had no idea what level his physical body had reached.

For example, just using the resources in his physical body, it is hard to tell how many Divine Stage cultivators he could create.

"Try to be careful. As long as we don't encounter a large number of Taoist monks or powerful Shintoists, my words and magic can still hold up."

The old Taoist was still mumbling instructions, and then he saw Han Yu suddenly stand still.

Soon, his expression suddenly changed, and he was about to open his mouth to warn, but Han Yu took action before him.

After ripples appeared on the ground like water, Han Yu and his men quickly escaped into it.

This was naturally sensed by the spirit of the weapon. The man and the spirit worked together extremely well. As soon as the spirit of the weapon spoke, Han Yu hid himself without hesitation.

Overhead, a team of about twenty monks fell into a certain area like flowing light.

The number of people was not large, but the old Taoist's expression was extremely ugly.

If you say you are a practicing monk, then you really should become a practicing monk.

No, this place has apparently become a place where Yama Palace stations its troops. If there are monks practicing Taoism here, then it is hard to say how many of the same kind there are over there.

The most important thing is when did Yama Palace start sending out Taoist monks?

Han Yu also had a gloomy expression because he had thought of the same question.

Even cultivators like Lei Wang can appear in groups, and God knows how many more there are on the other side.

(End of this chapter)