Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 81 The Madman at Tiandu Peak

The crazy old man was jumping up and down, and Han Yu's eyes twitched, fearing that he would become mentally disturbed and kill himself with one blow.

The old man doesn't act like a normal person at all.

"If he is a lunatic, you'd better go along with him. Lunatics in the transcendent state are even more terrifying." Xiao Liuli warned earnestly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

What exactly is the state of transcendence?
"That is a hurdle that most cultivators may never be able to overcome in their lifetime. The Transcendent Realm has already surpassed the limit of ordinary cultivators. When they attack, there is no trace of true energy. The true energy flowing through their bodies has all turned into spiritual energy. Moving mountains and filling up the sea is easy for them."

Han Yu felt like he was listening to a fairy tale. This was beyond human power.

"You are so lucky. There are so few people like this, and you just happened to meet one."

Xiao Liuli said in a depressed tone.

The old pharmacist suddenly became quiet and looked at him intently.

"Keep on saying what he wants to hear."

Xiao Liuli urged quickly.

Han Yu came back to his senses and quickly added a few more words, saying, "Controlling poison to achieve the miraculous effect of elixirs is very rare throughout history. It seems that the senior has created a new school."

It was almost as if Xiao Liuli was speaking in her sea of ​​consciousness, and Han Yu was pretending to repeat it.

The old pharmacist's expression became more and more happy. If someone else said this, it would undoubtedly be flattery, but it was different for Han Yu. In his eyes, Han Yu was a magical pharmacist, and praise from his peers was the greatest affirmation.

The old man was secretly happy, but Han Yu secretly complained in his heart, "How do you know there has never been such a thing in the past or present?"

Xiao Liuli sneered, "It's understandable that poison can kill people, but to use poison to save people, only a lunatic can do it."

At this time, the old pharmacist had a gratified look on his face, and had already sat back happily. He grabbed Han Yu's hand and said, "I knew you could make that kind of wonderful elixir, and it would definitely resonate with me."

The old pharmacist then continued to talk about how those old guys didn't know what was good, and how the world was too narrow-minded. He would occasionally add a few words about his experience with poisonous spiritual plants.

In short, Han Yu was completely confused. He could hear what was said but didn't understand a single word of what was said.

Fortunately, he understood the last sentence.

The old pharmacist said indignantly, "Who said that poison can't be used to make life-saving pills? The eight extraordinary meridians in the human body have infinite magical effects. A little bit of poison can stimulate them and achieve all kinds of magical effects."

Han Yu looked strange and asked curiously, "Did you succeed, senior?"

"Of course. Over the past few decades, I have restored the meridians in a cripple's leg, and also restored a fool's health."

Han Yu was immediately shocked. Could poison pills really save people?

But then I thought about it again, and it didn't make sense. There were only two successful cases in decades? Did no one else participate?

"There are only two of us, no one else?"

His damn curiosity made him unable to help but continue asking.

The old pharmacist looked calm and waved his hand, saying, "Of course not. The other patients were impatient and died before they could wait. They cannot be counted among them."

Blanch!
How many people will fall into his hands?
Could this old guy be a giant in the magic world?
The old pharmacist looked at him until he felt uncomfortable, then he said, "When I first heard that girl talking about you, I knew that we are of the same kind. My poison pill avenue needs talents like you."

Han Yu's face turned a little pale, and he asked in a low voice, "What do you mean, senior?"

The old pharmacist waved his hand and said, "Young friend, stay and help me perfect my alchemy. With your magical skills and my control over poison pills, we will definitely be able to compose a book on poisons."

"Zhao, he is not attracted to you, but to Pingzi's understanding of the elixir."

Xiao Liuli said in a lost voice in her sea of ​​consciousness.

Han Yu's face was grim. Only a fool would want to accompany him to perfect the Poison Sutra. He immediately said, "I'm afraid I can't help you. Senior, why don't you let me go?"

The old pharmacist's smiling face suddenly turned cold. He looked at Han Yu sinisterly and said coldly, "You look down on my poison pill method? Do you think it's impossible to achieve?"

Zhuo! I don't know how to make an elixir, and the bottle can't talk, so how can I help you? If I get caught, I'll probably die even faster.

But in the eyes of the old pharmacist, this was equivalent to tacit agreement. His face immediately turned bad, and he snatched the Poison Sutra from the table with a cold look in his eyes, "I thought you really understood my alchemy, but it turns out you were just fooling me."

Han Yu wanted to cry but had no tears. What a psychopath! I put in all my effort to pretend to appreciate you so that I would stay and make pills with you. Now that I don't appreciate you anymore, you're going to get mad again.

This old man is truly abnormal. He is obsessed with alchemy.

"No, he is extremely obsessed with the poison pill school he created." Xiao Liuli added softly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"You can never leave here again unless I master the art of poison pills."

The old pharmacist snorted coldly and said, "Don't even think about anyone coming to save you."

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"Pharmacist, we saved you."

There was a loud shout outside the cave. It was my cousin's voice. In a flash, a figure came in, but it was not him, but the old housekeeper.

"Are you annoying? I have found the person you are looking for. I don't need you to stay anymore. You can leave now."

The old pharmacist looked at the old housekeeper who came in, frowned immediately, and waved his hand in annoyance.

The old butler felt depressed and almost got angry. What a shameless person! He occupied the Mo family's spiritual stones, kidnapped people, and could still speak so confidently.

This... is just like a madman, there is no logic or common sense at all.

How did such a person achieve such a state of cultivation?
"This is another transcendental realm. You've encountered two in one day."

Xiao Liuli said helplessly in her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Move the spiritual stones outside the cave away, and don't come here to get in the way again."

As if he had thought of something, the old pharmacist pointed outside the cave and waved his hand with an impatient look on his face.

The old housekeeper was indifferent. He raised his hand and pointed at Han Yu, saying, "This person is a guest of my Mo family. I want to take him away as well."

The old pharmacist suddenly laughed loudly, "I have said before that the Mo family cannot suppress me. When has Tiandu Peak ever been afraid of anyone?"

The old housekeeper's face suddenly changed. He looked up at the old pharmacist and asked in a deep voice after a moment, "Which one of the Tiandu Peak Spiritual Medicine Sect are you?"

"Luo Yuqi!"

The old pharmacist replied with a sneer.

"Poison King Luo Yuqi?"

The old housekeeper looked hesitant, and the old pharmacist, or should I say Luo Yuqi, looked impatient. "You Mo family can take back the spiritual stones if you want them, but this person is of great use to me, so forget about it. Get lost!"

Han Yu had heard people mention the Tiandu Peak Lingyao Sect more than once, but he never knew what kind of sect it was.

But judging from the old butler's expression, he seemed to be quite wary of the Lingyao Sect.

What is the origin of the Lingyao Sect that can make one of the three lower sects feel fearful?
What was even more incredible was that the old butler actually left without saying a word...

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Outside the mountain stream, my cousin saw the old housekeeper coming out alone, and hurriedly went to meet him and asked, "Master Qiu, where is he?"

The old housekeeper looked embarrassed, shook his head, and said, "That old guy turned out to be the Poison King of Tiandu Peak. He is willing to return the spirit stone, but your friend..."

My cousin looked anxious and said quickly, "He came here to save me."

The old housekeeper sighed and shook his head, "The other party put forward the name of Tiandu Peak. If we accept it, it will be a matter between the Mo family and Tiandu Peak. I have no right to make decisions for the Mo family."

My cousin pointed at himself hurriedly and said loudly, "I, I can go save the pharmacist. The Mo family is not afraid of a Tiandu Peak Spiritual Medicine Sect."

The old housekeeper looked at his cousin with a complicated expression, shook his head and sighed, "No, you can't, I can't, and Master Liu can't either. Except for the master, no one has the right to make decisions on behalf of the Mo family."

Besides, you have no idea what the hell Tiandu Peak is.

　As for the Spiritual Medicine Sect of Tiandu Peak, I have mentioned it several times before. You may wonder why the Mohist School of the Lower Three Sects is afraid of it. Don't worry, the plot will unfold later. This is a coincidence.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)