Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 7: The Fugitive Pharmacist from Quantai Mansion
Han Yu had long forgotten what would happen on Qingyun Mountain.

I just don’t know if the entire Xingchen Sect will be overwhelmed by the surprise and do something irrational tomorrow. I feel like the sky is about to fall for the Xingchen Sect.

What a sin! It's so hard to do good things these days.

Han Yu, who was walking briskly on the mountain path, couldn't help but sigh that people's hearts have changed.

"Leave early tomorrow morning."

After making up his mind, Han Yu sneaked into the city.

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, after Lin Dao Zong and a group of elders landed, they surrounded the hundred examinees as if they had found a treasure.

Tsk tsk! The Grandmaster's blessing!

What does it mean to have one hundred superior spiritual roots?

Let me put it this way! We have never been so prosperous since we founded our school.

Once this group of disciples are trained, becoming a top sect will be a natural thing.

Even if I go to the underworld in the future, because of this achievement, I will still be reserved when my master picks up food for me and turn the table, and I can even sit at my own table.

"Are you all willing to join the Xingchen Sect?"

Lin Daozon asked with a warm smile on his old face full of wrinkles.

The hundred candidates were naturally very willing, and the two sides hit it off immediately.

Lin Dao Zong came to Li Tianhai's side at this time and patted his shoulder with satisfaction, "Xiao Li, you have done a great job."

Li Tianhai still looked dazed and ignored his words.

The people walking along the path in the forest also thought that he was extremely happy and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"If you keep laughing like this, you'll end up crying."

Bai Jingliang was just like a dog. After Han Yu found an inn to stay in, this guy came soon and booked a room next door.

After much deliberation, Wen Ji Qi Wu Dan decided to give it to him.

Now Bai Jingliang was holding the pill in his hand, his mouth almost stretching to the back of his head.

Han Yu shook his head and said helplessly, "Think carefully before you take it. This medicine has a side effect..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Jingliang, fearing that the pill would be taken away, opened his mouth and threw it in, then smacked his lips, "It tastes good."

Han Yu could only stare at him in amazement, silently giving him a thumbs up, with a look of admiration on his face, "I'm 100% convinced by you, really."

Bai Jingliang smiled indifferently and said calmly, "It's just that I can't listen to the rooster crowing! I can just think of a way not to listen to it."

What a powerful brain circuit.

Han Yu exclaimed in admiration.

March 12th is a closed day with dark clouds over the sky, suitable for hunting and capturing criminals.

Today is very important for Han Yu. He got up early, washed up briefly, and sat in the room waiting quietly.

On the way, I listened to Bai Jingliang's screams and howled, leaned on the windowsill, and watched him running towards Qingyun Mountain involuntarily.

What a sin! Where did so many pheasants come from over there and make them crow at the same time?

It turns out that the elixir in the glass bottle cannot be underestimated. Even if the sound is intermittent, you have heard it.

A pill was placed on the table and fiddled with. Today's pill...it's hard to describe.

Guanyin's fertility pill: After taking the pill, a baby will be born within an hour. Side effect: The child has no blood relationship with the person taking the pill.

The first thing Han Yu thought of when he saw the introduction of the elixir was, whose child is that?

All I can say is that the glass bottles are becoming more and more wild.

A sudden throbbing from the bottom of his heart brought Han Yu back to his senses.

Come, really come.

A warm current began to gather in the lower abdomen, sometimes forming a ball, sometimes dancing like a snake.

The source of the warm current kept moving in the lower abdomen, as if looking for a way out. Han Yu sat there holding his breath and not daring to move.

It moved from the lower abdomen to the forearm, and something like a blue vein bulged out. It moved in the arm like a small snake, and seemed to be stuck at the shoulder.

Then it turns back again, reaches the soles of the feet, and from the soles of the feet to the cervical vertebrae.

By the time it reached the Baihui point on his forehead, Han Yu's entire body was covered in cold sweat.

Finally, the warm current seemed to give up and returned to the lower abdomen again. After swirling for a while, it radiated countless silk threads, which continued to go to various parts of Han Yu's body, including bones, lungs, skin, etc.

At the same time, Han Yu trembled all over, feeling as if thousands of ants were crawling in his bones, making him itchy and painful.

Kaka!

After the bones made a series of crisp sounds, the skin gradually began to take on a mirror-like luster, until the bones stopped making any sounds, and then the skin slowly dimmed.

The bet was won!
Han Yu was so happy that he almost jumped up.

Creation Pill: After taking it for one year, you will gain the cultivation level of Jiazi. Side Effect: Any ideological cultivation within sixty years will lead to death.

When the glass bottle spit out this pill, Han Yu exclaimed that it was terrible.

The scary thing is that it only takes one year to give others sixty years of hard practice.

The scary thing is that the side effects will also limit your practice for the next sixty years.

It is equivalent to receiving the things for the next sixty years in advance, and then using another sixty years to repay them.

The daring Han Yu swallowed it without a second thought, because he was an ordinary person and could ignore the side effects. Also, because he was an ordinary person, no one knew what it would be like when a decade of cultivation exploded in his body. This was a gamble.

He won, but he still did not gain any cultivation. However, a decade of hard work was transferred to his physical body.

He felt very excited just thinking about the body forged by sixty years of cultivation.

"Little pharmacist, hurry up."

A figure screamed strangely in the air outside the window, and then rushed in through the window.

Bai Jingliang, who was invited to dance by Qingyun Shanji in the early morning, was sweating profusely. After entering the room, he quickly closed the windows and doors.

"A large group of Xingchen Sect disciples have gathered at the foot of Qingyun Mountain to cause trouble for you."

Bai Jingliang looked anxious and said while panting.

Something happened!
It's a bad omen. I was so busy waiting for the medicine to take effect that I forgot what I had done before.

Bai Jingliang was even more anxious than Han Yu, seeing that he was still indifferent. He jumped up and said, "What are you still standing there for? Run! You will be safe once you leave Quantai Mansion. The Xingchen Sect doesn't dare to reach out to you."

After Han Yu came back to his senses, he nodded, turned around and hurried back, whispered a few words in Bai Jingliang's ear, and then patted him on the shoulder.

"That's very loyal. I'll save the good medicine for you next time."

After saying that, he hurried downstairs.

A moment later, a large group of monks were either in the air or downstairs, and all the exits were surrounded.

Several monks broke in through the window first, but before they could do anything, Bai Jingliang's loud shouts were heard.

"Don't do it, I'm a good person!"

Qingyun Mountain, Xingchen Sect’s Discipline Hall.

Li Tianhai stood below with his head down, looking bitter, while the elders and Lin Dao Zong sat above him.

In the past, he was the one who sat in high position and reprimanded his disciples, but today the situation has changed and he has become the one who has committed a serious crime.

Lin Daozon was still polite last night and said that he had made a great contribution.

Inside the Discipline Hall, everyone's faces were gloomy, and they couldn't help but be gloomy.

Just imagine, Lin Dao Zong was so happy that he couldn’t sleep the whole night because he brought back a hundred geniuses.

After finally making it to dawn, he felt sleepy. His disciples came to pick him up, but yesterday's genius was now lying on the bed, unable to get up.

Lin Dao Zong was horrified and went to check it out himself. It would have been better if he hadn't looked. When he did, he almost vomited blood.

The hundreds of disciples all had weak limbs and even had difficulty getting out of bed. They had lost all their fighting spirit and looked like useless people.

In a rage, Li Tianhai was the first to suffer misfortune. He was escorted into the Discipline Hall by the elders early in the morning.

At this moment, he lowered his head and told everything about Han Yu, starting from the bet at Quantai Mansion and ending at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

After hearing this, Lin Daozon's face turned gloomy and he just stared at Li Tianhai without saying a word.

If he had not been so experienced and had not always been diligent and blameless, Lin Dao Zong would have wanted to kill him. Why didn't he tell others about such a sinister person and such things last night?

Now that everyone has been brought in, why should we drive them out again?
The Xingchen Sect can't afford to lose this person.

At this time, a disciple came hurriedly to report.

"People ran away!"

Lin Dao Zong was furious, "How could a group of you let a little pharmacist escape?"

The disciple also had a sad face and said bitterly, "It's not that the disciples didn't do their job well, it was the young master of the Bai family who tipped him off and let him run away early."

"Young Master Bai also said that the young pharmacist left a message."

The disciple said cautiously.

"explain."

Lin Dao Zong shouted.

"The pharmacist left a message, saying don't rush to send him away, you will understand when you wait until the evening."

After the disciple finished speaking, he bowed and stood aside.

Lin Daozon's face was gloomy and uncertain, and several elders looked at each other. Finally, Lin Daozon spoke and told them to wait until the You hour.

The group of people really suffered silently in the Discipline Hall until nightfall.

"Master, the group of newcomers are full of energy again. The disciples have tested their spiritual roots and it seems...it seems to be getting better again."

After listening to his disciples' report, Lin Dao Zong finally figured out what happened.

"Damn the pharmacist, he has given us a difficult problem."

Half of them are dragons and half of them are trash, just like chicken ribs. It's a pity to throw them away, but it's disgusting not to throw them away.

"Should we continue to pursue this?"

An elder asked with a frown.

Lin Dao Zong frowned and said nothing. After a long while, he sighed, "We can't lose face after all!"

"Should we just forget about it?"

Lin Dao Zong shook his head, his eyes flickered, and suddenly he smiled, "Of course it doesn't count. Let people spread the word about this little pharmacist's skills. Just spread the word about the efficacy, don't mention the side effects, and naturally there will be plenty of people looking for him."

(End of this chapter)