Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 740 The Terrible Chen Xixi

Han Yu was wandering around aimlessly. With Mu Zili's ability, since he could find him from the southern border to the eastern border, it was naturally impossible for him not to be able to find him on this island.

So he never thought of waiting there.

In terms of local customs and practices, overseas countries are indeed very different from those in China.

But in terms of living habits, there is actually not much difference.

After walking around for a while, Han Yu suddenly lost interest.

In fact, it is only about the size of a provincial capital in Zhongzhou, or no more than two at most.

Perhaps I haven't really understood the monks here in depth. Perhaps the biggest difference may be reflected in the difference in their practice methods.

But Han Yu was not very interested in understanding. He might have been interested in it before, but now, in the words of the spirit of the weapon, there was no one who could fight.

Unconsciously, Han Yu walked further and further away until he was stunned in front of a small stall.

In front of the small stall, black boxes are neatly arranged, and the unique metallic luster sparkles with a different brilliance in the sun.

Cold iron!
This is something unique to the Mohist school. There is no way Han Yu would make a mistake with this thing, and he also has this box in his sea of ​​consciousness!
The flying magic weapon designed by Mo Xiuwen!

How is it possible to see it in a place like this?

When he approached again, he saw a young man dressed as a scholar standing in front of the stall, looking bored. Every now and then, when a monk came up to ask for the price, he could hear his impatient voice.

"Buy if you want, get lost if you don't!"

Next to the scholar, a naive young Taoist priest and a beautiful young girl were sitting side by side, looking listless.

Han Yu's expression was extremely complicated. These bastards, his cousin (Mo Xiuwen) was afraid that something might happen to them, and he almost went crazy looking for them, and now he finds them here!

The common man yawned, and especially after glancing at Yixian and Coconut, he felt extremely bored.

Suddenly a pair of long boots appeared under his eyes, and he was too lazy to even look up.

"How much is this flying magic weapon?"

A voice spoke slowly.

The layman didn't even raise his head, and said, "I'm only exchanging it, not selling it. It's enough for a cultivator in the God-Seeking Realm to practice for a year. You can take it."

Do you know how to change resources?
Han Yu almost laughed out loud, and the weapon spirit also reminded him with a smile, "Don't mention it, these people have all reached the perfection of the God-Seeing Realm."

A glimpse into the divine realm?
Han Yu smacked his lips. This thing really felt like a very distant thing.

In the past, if I heard that they had broken through to this level, I would be happy for them, but now I don’t feel anything.

Just now, when those few thieves in the God-Peeping Realm offended him, he was filled with great anger.

"This is the anger of a superior cultivator who is provoked by an inferior. This is also the same with your current attitude towards the God-Seeking Realm."

The spirit of the weapon is more clear-headed than Han Yu in this regard.

Han Yu now has no feelings towards the realm of ordinary cultivators, or feels indifferent to it.

That's because his own height is no longer comparable to that of the past.

"The indifference of the monks does not lie in their skills, but in the alienation that gradually grows from the difference in realms."

The higher the level of the cultivator, the stronger the sense of alienation he will feel towards other low-level cultivators.

This seems to be an iron rule that is almost impossible to avoid.

"In fact, what that big guy said is not wrong. The way of the wise old man you mentioned is not the way for monks."

"He seems to see things more clearly than you do."

So, Mu Zilii’s indifference is not arrogance?

Rather, he understood the alienation and accepted it.

"But I am still the same to them!"

Han Yu couldn't help but retort that at least he hadn't changed much towards these people, or the young monks he used to know.

The spirit of the weapon touched its chin, smacked its lips, and guessed.

"There are probably two reasons. First, your progress was too fast. You skipped over the changes in time, so you are not affected."

"Secondly, you are not a serious cultivator yet, which may be a factor to some extent."

"But I tend to believe the third one. You were more influenced by those guys in Central Continent."

Han Yu was stunned. It seemed that the guys in Zhongzhou were also flesh and blood. Maybe their realm was not high yet, but the words of the weapon spirit did give him a unique feeling.

Combining it with the words of the wise old man, it seems that I have some understanding.

It is not shameful to face all living beings?
Now I seem to understand a little bit. Facing all living beings may not be an easy thing.

At least it's difficult for that awkward heart.

The communication between one man and one spirit actually only took a moment, but the layman seemed a little impatient.

"Should I change it?"

Han Yu suppressed his laughter and shook his head, "No, it's not worth it to exchange a flying magic weapon for my resources for a year."

"If you don't want to change, get out of here..."

When he was halfway through his vulgar curse, he suddenly shuddered.

The person who came forward knew that this was a flying magic weapon without even asking, and also, the damn voice sounded really familiar.

When he suddenly raised his head, he was stunned. Facing him was a smiling and very familiar face.

"Ichi-sen, Coconut! Look over here!"

The layman screamed and jumped directly over the stall onto Han Yu.

Yixian and Coconut looked up one after another, and they were all excited. They ran forward, surrounded Han Yu, and jumped up.

It was easy to imagine how strange it was to see two grown men cross-legged and hugging each other in the street, with a man and a woman dancing and laughing beside them. After a while of making a fuss, Han Yu reluctantly pulled the vulgar man off his body, his face dark.

Not only did she hug him in the street, she also kissed him on the forehead.

Although Yixian and Coconut danced stupidly, at least they didn't spit.

The common man didn't feel embarrassed at all. After jumping down, he quickly started to pack up the stall. After a quick grab, he just carried the big package and greeted everyone.

"Let's go back to my place and talk."

……

Mu Zilii was also in no hurry to go back, because if many things were not made clear first, it would no longer be convenient when he arrived at Han Yu's place.

So he pulled Chen Xixi up into the air and flew out. After leaving the island, he quickly turned into colorful rays of light and soared into the sky.

Only when they reached a place beyond the reach of ordinary monks did Mu Zilii let go of the thin monk.

"What on earth did you just mean?"

Chen Xixi thought to herself that she had done everything cleanly, so how could she have caused such a big disaster?

Also, what is the place that Muzili just mentioned?
Isn’t this just a small place outside Zhongzhou?

Mu Zili felt helpless and shook his head, "Do you know that this is the place where the Tiandao Sect has laid out its plans?"

"How could I know? I was kicked out by you, so how would I know?"

Chen Xixi spoke in a coquettish voice, her soft and tender voice matched only by her wrinkled skin and white hair, which made Mu Zili's eyebrows jump.

"Do you think your behavior is funny?"

Mu Zilii couldn't help but scold him out loud. He was clearly the junior fellow student, but his tone was almost like that of a senior fellow student.

Chen Xixi's old face was full of grievance, and he muttered, "Then I'll change back."

Just as she was about to take action, Muzili suddenly stopped her.

She would definitely follow him to meet Han Yu later, and he didn't want to cause any more trouble, so it was better to keep it like this.

"Forget it, let's do this for now."

Mu Zili reorganized his thoughts before continuing, "Here are the arrangements of the Qionghua Palace of the Tiandao Sect. You absolutely cannot stay here any longer. It's best to go back as soon as possible."

Not only does he have to go back, but Chen Xixi has been here for three hundred years, so it would be best not to leave any evidence here.

Even more, you must never accidentally touch the arrangements of the Tiandao Sect, otherwise the Qionghua Palace will definitely track you down.

Thinking of this, Mu Zilii couldn't help but look at her quietly.

"Tell me honestly, have you done anything here in the past three hundred years?"

Chen Xixi blushed, turned her head unconsciously, and said, "A little bit..."

Mu Zili suddenly felt like the sky was falling. Really, although Su Xiaoxiao also caused trouble, she was always easy to clean up.

But Chen Xixi is different, really different.

Otherwise, why, when it was also a discipline, he could let Su Xiaoxiao live in an idle position and wait for death, but only found a way to kick Chen Xixi out of Tiandao Sect and let her become a free cultivator?

Later, he even suppressed it directly in the Enlightenment Tower.

This is a treatment that even Su Xiaoxiao cannot enjoy.

One can imagine how difficult Chen Xixi is.

If she said no, then she definitely did some.

But if she said she had done just a little bit, Mu Zilii would feel that the four words "exhaustible" were extremely dazzling.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Zili forced himself to return to his calm and composed state, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Sister, can you please elaborate on what you did?"

Chen Xixi lowered her head in embarrassment. That look made Muzi Li Shengsheng resist the urge to use the Five Qi to kill him several times.

Then I heard her speaking hesitantly.

"I was bored here, so I founded a sect..."

Just one sentence almost made Mu Zili's eyes pop out. How dare you preach here?

This is even more terrible.

If the Tiandao Sect's skills were passed down, something really would happen.

Chen Xixi quickly explained, "I didn't pass on anything randomly. I just made up those techniques. They can be practiced, but they won't kill people."

Mu Zili was relieved a little, "Just one? Then..."

Before he could finish, Chen Xixi added embarrassedly.

"Several!"

She seemed not to notice Mu Zili's already pale face and counted slowly.

"At first, I was thinking about practicing both physical cultivation and magic. I would follow the normal path of a cultivator and then practice physical cultivation. Oh, you don't know, I was the one who came up with the concept of physical cultivation. But it seems that it is not feasible. I felt very embarrassed, so I found an excuse to die suddenly."

"Later, I came up with a sword school, but after playing for a few years, they were wiped out. I was embarrassed to bully those noobs, so I died with them."

"I think monks should cut off all emotions, so I created another one. But it's boring to face a bunch of dead faces every day, so I found an enemy and let him kill me."

The more Mu Zi Li listened, the more gloomy his face became, because he had already heard the bloody history of the rise and fall of the eight sects!

Fortunately, there were only eight of them. After asking carefully about their location, I found out that they were all on the small islands nearby and did not do anything out of the ordinary.

At least nothing terrible happened.

Probably he didn't come, right?
Mu Zili continued to look at her suspiciously, but unexpectedly Chen Xixi spoke again slowly...

(End of this chapter)