Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 89 Sweet pastry

Shen Ji Yuan, Mohist School.

In the meeting hall, Mo Xingzhi and the old butler sat on each side, while Mo Yushu was sitting in front of the desk holding a scroll of letters.

The content of the letter was very long. If Han Yu were here, he would probably be shocked. It started with everything that happened to him in Shuzhou City. What was even more strange was that in addition to the matter of the elixir, Han Yuzi's disputes with the Qin and Bai families in Tianning Mansion were also recorded. Finally, everything that happened in Moyun Mansion was recorded.

When Mo Yushu saw the end of the letter, he couldn't help but frowned and glanced at Mo Xingzhi.

The sixth son of my family has been tired of the ways of the mechanics since he was young, and he is also quite tired of practicing. He only likes to run around, so he took over all matters related to the Mohist school's external exchanges.

Although it seems that he only sells Mohist mechanical equipment, he has a widespread network in the outside world and is well-informed. If he wants to find someone, it will be very easy. It is impossible that it is just a few scattered things.

"Sixth Brother, why is there only so little information?"

Mo Yushu looked at Mo Xingzhi quietly, with a puzzled look on his face.

Mo Xingzhi immediately shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, pointed outside, and said with a smile, "Little ancestor of the Mo family, your precious son came here and made a fuss after knowing that I wanted to investigate Han Yu. It was only after he reviewed this little information that he was willing to return it to me."

The investigation was naturally conducted out of caution after the group returned.

After all, according to the old butler, this person has no true energy in his body, but his physical strength is extremely overbearing. More importantly, Mo Xiuwen is his cousin, and he always calls him by the nickname Pharmacist.

But Han Yu just didn't know what means he could use to turn a powerful man in the Transcendent Realm into a ginseng king alive, which was a bit scary.

As for why such a person approached Mo Xiuwen, the Mo family could not help but investigate.

"Xiu Wen said that he was his friend."

Mo Xingzhi shook his head helplessly and smiled.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yushu gently put down the letter, his expression indifferent, and said, "Then I won't check it."

Then he asked the two of them, pondering, "What do you two think of the so-called King of Ginseng?"

What else can I think? A living person turned into a ginseng. You can't help but feel dizzy after eating it. I heard that some people even took a pot to rinse it and drank the madman's bath water.

Thinking of this, Mo Xingzhi and the old butler both had strange expressions.

"It would be fine if we didn't know the inside story. We do know the inside story and we will definitely not touch that disgusting thing." Mo Xingzhi said with a look of disgust.

The old butler beside him nodded slightly and said softly, "Let's not get involved and just pretend we are not interested."

Mo Yushu hesitated for a moment, his face uncertain, "Should we take our friendship into consideration and tell the truth to those friends we are on good terms with? I heard that those families have sent people."

"Don't! It's obvious that the pharmacist is going to cause trouble, so you guys should stay out of it."

I don't know how long my cousin had been hiding outside the door and listening. He jumped out and said...

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Han Yu ultimately underestimated the temptation of longevity for people, not only for mortals, but even more so for cultivators.

The rich can prolong their life and enjoy a few more years of happiness.

For a cultivator, especially an old monster with extremely high cultivation, prolonging life means having more time to break through to the next level. If one can succeed in the breakthrough, the extra years he can live will not be just a few short decades.

The Qingyang Sect's pharmacist has concluded that if he were to refine the elixir, he could probably produce a pill that would extend one's life by ten years at the very least.

The eight sects of Tianyuan suddenly became popular. They were at the same level as Qingyang Sect.

The young pharmacist of Qingyang Sect can refine a pill that can extend one's life by ten years, so you can imagine how powerful the medicinal properties of this ginseng king are. If it were in the hands of their sect, it would be easy to double the effect.

When eight old monks in the Transcendent Realm appeared in the cave, Han Yu hid on the spot.

When everyone was looking at King Shen, he quietly withdrew.

Just as the spirit of the weapon said, I really went too far.

How great is the sense of oppression in the eight transcendent realms?

Just by standing there quietly, the small wild cultivators in the cave retreated outside involuntarily, and then it was the Qingyang Sect disciples who were in charge of vigilance.

Soon, everything in the cave was quiet. An old man surrounded the Ginseng King and marveled at him, with a strange look on his face. When he reached this state, the things he saw were naturally different from those of others.

"Such a rich source of life. That kid from Qingyang Sect didn't lie."

"It is said in ancient times that ginseng can transform into a human form if it is given the right opportunity. It is true."

There was an old man with a foolish look on his face, stroking the head on the Ginseng King, which was the head of the old pharmacist.

"How do we divide this ginseng king?"

Someone immediately proposed to divide it up.

There happened to be people coming from eight sects, so it was enough to divide such a big ginseng into eight parts.

"The Mohists are a bunch of blockheads. They are not interested in such a rare treasure."

At that moment, an old man made a joke.

The others were silent, all complaining in their hearts, "You can go find a place to argue between Wushuang Building and Mo Clan."

"That kid from Qingyang Sect is pretty good. This ginseng king won't participate."

Thinking of this, everyone became happy.

They naturally didn't know that after hearing the report from the returning disciple, the Qingyang Sect Master was instantly overjoyed.

With eight people in the Transcendent Realm coming, the Ginseng King has basically no chance of escaping. If they take the Ginseng King, the Qingyang Sect can basically hide behind.

"Let's get it out first, then we can talk about how to divide it!"

Someone suggested it immediately, and then used spiritual power to wrap the entire ginseng king and shook it through the air.

The soil under the ginseng king cracked inch by inch, revealing countless roots.

The old man concentrated and grasped the air, just about to pull up the ginseng king, but he couldn't move it at all.

"Weird!"

After the old man muttered something, he gradually increased his spiritual power. The entire cave began to tremble constantly, and small pieces of gravel fell from time to time.

Even so, the King of Ginseng still stood there motionless.

Someone beside him frowned and took action, probing his spiritual power into the ground, instantly lifting up the entire soil. The entire ground sank several meters, revealing more luxuriant roots, which were interconnected and extended in all directions.

Everyone was shocked, and someone immediately said, "Cut off these roots and then pull them out."

After he finished speaking, his spiritual power was like a knife, slashing down in the air continuously. Countless roots instantly shattered into powder. Before they could rejoice, more roots suddenly emerged from the body of the Ginseng King and continued to take root...

Could it really be a spirit that can take root on its own and refuse to leave?

After several people repeated this several times, they found that no matter how hard they tried to eradicate it, the roots of the ginseng king were still rooted there.

"Let's do it together!"

The moment the eight people worked together to clear the roots, they exerted force instantly before the new roots had time to take root, but they were still unable to shake it.

Several people were shocked. It was just a ginseng king, but it was so difficult to deal with.

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Han Yu kept moving away from the mountain stream in fear, with little Liuli chattering in his mind.

"I told you not to mess with the Transcendent Realm cultivators, but you made too much of a fuss this time. Eight of them have come. It seems like you have been picking on high-level cultivators all along."

Han Yu wiped the sweat off his forehead and thought, "Who would have thought that such a shabby old man would become such a popular person?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden shake under his feet and a loud noise came from a distance. Han Yu squinted his eyes and looked over, his mouth opening wider and wider.

In the direction of the mountain stream, something like a floating island was rising into the air...

(End of this chapter)