Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

"You said if you give him the elixir, will anything happen?"

Han Yu stood at the intersection of the street, looking at the group of people approaching slowly in front of him and muttering to himself.

"When you have this idea, something is going to happen."

Through Han Yu's sea of ​​consciousness, Xiao Liuli was watching Zhao Yulin walking in front, followed by four monks holding Yan Bing and Yankong behind him.

Everyone seemed to be heading towards the government office.

After walking a short distance, Zhao Yulin stopped, glanced at Han Yu, and walked over first, looking calm.

"Why are you still here? Although the government will not hold you responsible for causing trouble with these two people, you must leave Zhanzhou Mansion quickly."

Although Ling Wuce had greeted him, Zhao Yulin would not give Han Yu a good look.

If it weren't for this guy, the two evil people behind him wouldn't have chased him here to cause trouble.

In the final analysis, it was Han Yu's fault.

Yan Bing obviously thought so too, and he shouted towards this side from a distance.

"One day, I will definitely seek revenge on you, just wait."

Before dawn today, two waves of monks came over and took turns whipping him. If this was a severe beating every day, I can't imagine whether it would break out in a year and kill him to death.

Just thinking about the side effects taking effect a year later makes me shudder.

So he hated Han Yu even more.

Yankong was surprisingly quiet. He wanted to take revenge, but he probably had the least chance. With his side effect of being responsive to requests, whenever he showed his face, he would be unlucky first.

If he really had a chance to escape, I'm afraid he would first find a place where no one was around to hide.

Zhao Yulin looked at the miserable appearance of the two men and shook his head, but he was even more eager to expel Han Yu.

This guy's elixir is weird and weird. If he stays here, he doesn't know who will fall into it.

Although those pills have various side effects, there will always be a few idiots who can't stand their temptations.

"Master Zhao, if there is a pill that can double the speed of practice, would you be interested?"

Han Yu suddenly spoke with a smile and spread out a black pill in his palm.

Zhao Yulin was stunned for a while...

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"What are you still doing?"

Mo Xingzhi suddenly slapped his cousin on the back of the head and spoke nervously.

In the east courtyard of Mojia Shenji Academy, Mo Xingzhi hurriedly found his cousin's residence half an hour ago and slapped him awake without saying a word.

After an explanation, he is still in a state of confusion.

The old monster in Moyun Mansion who turned into the Ginseng King has awakened?

He was a little surprised when he first heard the news. Han Yu said privately that this half-dead state would have to last for a year.

Why did it come out so quickly?

"Just wake up, it's none of our business."

The cousin rubbed his eyes, fell down and wanted to go back to sleep, but was held back by Mo Xingzhi.

"The matter has become serious. The old guy from Wushuanglou came to investigate and accused us of concealing the matter of King Shen, but the news I got from the court..."

Then the contents of my sixth uncle's content are a little weird and bizarre.

Those old monks from the Eight Sects chewed ginseng beards? Make ginseng soup? Boil ginseng head?

This sounds like nothing, but he knows that King Ginseng is a living person!

The picture in my mind suddenly became unserious.

Chewing leg hair! Drink the bath water! Taste scalp soup...

Blanch!

What should I do if I feel like vomiting when I wake up early in the morning?

Nowadays, the Mo family doesn't care how Luo Yuqi gets out of trouble, but the elder of Wushuanglou came to the Shenji Academy to ask for an explanation.

Mo Xingzhi scratched his face, his expression helpless.

The first thing Wushuanglou encountered when something bad happened happened was that he suspected that the Mo family's habit of causing trouble was probably difficult to change.

The key is that he really got it right this time.

"Our Mo family is not even interested in the Ginseng King. Now that the matter has been revealed and the Ginseng King has become a living person, the Mo family has become suspicious. Those eight old guys are furious and feel that they have been greatly insulted."

"Remember, Uni-President doesn't know about this. Damn it, these eight old guys are so capable. If you accidentally let it slip, you will offend eight sects at the same time."

If Mo Xingzhi hadn't gotten the information from the court, he would never have imagined that eight detached old men could do so many tricks.

At the moment, I have a huge headache. If Guang Wushuanglou and his family are cheating, they can still show off.

But if there are eight sects at the same time, the Moh family will really be unable to bear it...

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"I am a monk who has a vision of God's Dzogchen. I am just throwing away money. I can't bear it?"

Zhao Yulin walked in all directions and entered the government office in high spirits.

Inside, Ling Wuce had been waiting for a long time, while Nan Sheng beside him was kicking his feet in boredom.

After seeing Zhao Yulin come in, Yan Bing and the two men who were escorted in immediately seemed to remember the various weird states of the two people and couldn't help but smile.

Both the Supervision Department and the Guarding Department will be very interested in the identity of these two evil disciples. In the end, they can be left to the Baicao Department for study if they are useless.

So before leaving, Ling Wuce simply thought of taking the people away with him.

Staying in Zhanzhou Prefecture can easily become a hidden danger.

Zhao Yulin stepped forward and tried his best to smile.

"Everyone has been brought here. Mr. Ling, I will make arrangements for when you are going to leave."

Hearing this, Ling Wuce couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said teasingly.

"Does this count as chasing me away?"

Zhao Yulin waved his hands quickly. If he was asked to arrange this in front of a sports car and a cannon, he would be sprayed to death next time he returned to Bai Yujing.

"This is not because I am afraid of delaying your old age. It has no other meaning."

How difficult it is! I don’t know how uncomfortable it is for the brothers in Beijing to face this person every day.

"It's so funny!"

Ling Wuce curled his lips and glanced sideways, then took out a small palm-sized clock from his sleeve robe.

"That guy has no interest in the court. It's up to me to put the credit of these two evil cultivators on your head."

"Take this thing, it will save the Supervision Department from waiting ten and a half days to give out the reward. Those guys are always bad at doing things."

The small bell is bronze in color and is covered with mysterious patterns. Even though it is only as big as a palm, its power is extremely amazing.

Zhao Yulin had seen Ling Wuce play with this thing several times. One of them was able to catch the wind after casting a spell. It was a big bell. It was extremely strong and could be used to hit people. It might not even be able to withstand it even if you were in the divine realm.

Both small bells can also emit sound waves after being thrown. Their bells can not only defend against enemies, but can even resist some mind-attacking illusions.

When Ling Wuce said he wanted to give it to him, he was almost moved to tears. He was so greedy for this thing. It was both offensive and defensive, and could resist the illusion.

Just as he eagerly reached out to take it, an evil fire suddenly sprang up in his heart, burning his internal organs and traveling throughout the meridians of his body.

That's not all, the swimming evil fire branched out and shot straight to the top of his head.

Ling Wuce originally handed the little bell out, but when he saw Zhao Yulin reaching out to pick it up, he was stunned.

By the time he realized something was wrong, the other party had already fallen to the ground, foaming at the mouth, hunched over and shaking wildly.

Ling Wuce's expression changed, and he quickly leaned over to hold the person down and put his hand on his wrist, and a burst of spiritual power was immediately sent in.

Obsessed?

This word is not new, but it is simply outrageous for it to appear on a monk who has already achieved Great Perfection.

Why did you go so early if you were going to get into trouble? Why are you here now?

Ling Wuce tried to calm the restless true energy in Zhao Yulin's meridians, but no matter how he tried to soothe him, the rioting true energy was still unwilling to calm down.

"Don't take the things...take them away quickly."

Zhao Yulin almost gritted his teeth before he managed to finish the sentence.

Ling Wuce was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the small clock in his hand thoughtfully and immediately put it back into his sleeve robe.

Strangely enough, as soon as he put away the little bell, Zhao Yulin's symptoms healed instantly, and the flurry of true energy dissipated out of thin air, as if it had never appeared before.

It's so bizarre!

After Zhao Yulin gasped for breath on the ground with a pale face, he slowly got up, with a look of lingering fear on his face.

"This bastard! He didn't even mention that artifacts are also wealth."

After recovering a little, Zhao Yulin cursed loudly. If this was considered wealth, he wouldn't have dared to eat it so happily even if he was beaten to death.

"What happened to you?"

Ling Wuce stared at him closely and spoke solemnly.

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A cup of tea passed by.

Ling Wuce looked at him again as if he were a fool.

No, even a fool may not eat randomly.

"So, you dare to eat this kind of thing?"

Yes, from the beginning of the Star Sect to here, Han Yu's elixirs often have very strong effects, but no matter where they are, the side effects that occur are not extremely troublesome.

Just like this, Zhao Yulin still dares to eat randomly...

Zhao Yulin grimaced. The wealth he thought was nothing more than ordinary money and treasures. As a high-level monk, he naturally looked down on and had no use for these things.

So he ate without any burden.

If you don’t want it, just don’t! Compared with the positive effects, he didn't feel distressed at all.

But who knew that so-called wealth and magic weapons were included.

If this is the case, wouldn’t everything of value be considered wealth?

It’s so bitter!

"Bitter? I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word "death". You said that one day when an evil monk fights you, he suddenly throws a magic weapon to you. Should you just lie down on the ground and wait for death?"

Ling Wuce sneered, although the effect was strong, the flaws were also strong.

"What should we do?"

Zhao Yulin's face turned pale, and he weaved a picture in his mind. When he faced the enemy, the enemy suddenly bowed and bowed, and then brought him a gift. As a result, he became obsessed and waited for death...

Blanch!

"Where are the people? See if you can get an antidote."

Ling Wuce sighed helplessly.

Zhao Yulin's expression worsened and he spoke sarcastically.

"I...I took the elixir and they left."

"Mr. Ling, what should I do?"

Ling Wuce shook his head for a while.

They didn’t force you, and they told you the side effects in advance, but you still voluntarily took it, so what else do you want to do?

"From now on, learn to say no!"

If rejection is useful, at most, I will be alone in the future. Counting the positive effects, I can still watch it.

Ling Wuce felt relieved at the same time. Fortunately, Han Yu was not really recruited into the fifth floor. With such a weird pill, the fifth floor would sooner or later be in a state of panic.