Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

"Look at how embarrassed you are."

Little Liuli rolled around in his sea of ​​consciousness and laughed.

Han Yu flew away silently with a dark face. After leaving the city, he chose to gallop all the way to the east.

Zhao Yulin was not a person with good pills at first glance.

If he regretted it, he would definitely find him. Instead of waiting for him to find him, it would be better to leave.

Wang Xiaoer's final outcome would definitely not be seen. There were still six days left. Zhao Yulin would not let him stay in Zhanzhou Prefecture for so long before taking the medicine.

Not to mention after taking the medicine.

Ling Wuce's meaning was also very clear. The court was an important place and no cultivator was allowed to disrupt the order.

Is it not a bad thing to maintain a good relationship with the court?

This was Ling Wuce's original words at the time.

Naturally, what was not said was that it would not be a good thing to confront the court.

From what Ling Wuce revealed, the power of the court not only extended into the cultivator world, but it might have already formed its own power.

Perhaps when it really emerges, there will be few sects in the entire cultivator world that can shake it.

With his mind in a mess, Han Yu paused for a moment and slowly landed after flying for an hour.

After stepping on the ground again, a sense of solidity came naturally, not only from his own feelings, but also from the affinity of the earth magic power to the ground under his feet.

Ever since Pingzi broke through his earth magic power by one level in the disaster wind, this affinity has always existed.

Affinity not only allows him to be closely connected with the ground under his feet, but also allows him to sense the situation of the ground in a small range.

"Why can my magic power be advanced, but you and Pingzi have not changed at all."

Han Yu suddenly muttered, and a lot of the power of heaven and earth contained in the disaster fire was absorbed. It stands to reason that Pingzi and the spirit of the weapon should have taken a big advantage.

Why is there no movement at all.

"Most of the energy is given to you!"

Xiao Liuli pouted and spoke in a muffled voice.

The situation was so critical at that time. The spirit of the weapon spoke and the bottle moved. The wills of both parties were rarely unified. A large amount of energy was released to Han Yu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Not only did it expand the sea of ​​consciousness in one fell swoop, but it also advanced the earth-related magical power, which pulled Han Yu back from the gates of hell.

No wonder Xiao Liuli didn't shout or make a fuss this time.

"Don't mention this matter in front of me again, otherwise I will turn against you and make me lose so much."

Xiao Liuli rolled her eyes at Han Yu, and then bared her teeth in dissatisfaction and made a bite.

Han Yu was silent for a while after hearing this, and then a little touched his heart.

"What's the point of being touched? Let's change places quickly. At such a slow speed, the recovery of the bottle and I is far away again."

"In the next place, I must meet ten or eight lucky people, and I want to get my money back at once."

Xiao Liuli became more and more excited as she spoke, and finally jumped up on the dragon blood stone, laughing.

Wishes are beautiful, but reality cannot be achieved directly.

I have only met a few lucky people along the way, and it seems that there is only one Mr. Xiao, and Lu Dayou cannot be counted.

God knows how long this guy has worked behind the court to accumulate such a little luck, and it was taken away all at once.

It seems that people with great luck are definitely rare.

It is really not as practical as finding a person with supernatural powers, at least there is still some hope.

I really don’t know what such a strict way of resurrection will look like in the end.

——

The elder is sitting in the meeting hall of the Mo family at this moment, his chest heaving constantly, as if he is suppressing his anger.

He has been sitting for almost half an hour. This group of ignorant juniors, who don’t even have a cup of tea, can be fine, but they sent a family head to deal with it.

Even though Mo Yushu is the head of the Mo family, he is still not qualified to talk to him in his eyes.

He must let the group of old ghosts of the Mo family come out to be qualified.

Unfortunately, the group of old ghosts of the Mo family have no interest in dealing with him one by one.

After a while, a bruised Mo family disciple came in with a sad face and a look of grievance on his face.

Speaking of which, he was the most unlucky. The great elder of Wushuang Building came to his house for no reason and threatened to find the great-grandfather of the clan.

He had run back and forth several times. Every time he went there, he had to bite the bullet and interrupt the great-grandfathers' research. At first, he was scolded at most, but this time he was directly taught a lesson.

After arriving at the meeting hall, the bruised disciple looked at Mo Yushu eagerly.

"The great-grandfathers said that he should go and play. He has no work all day long and is idle. He is too old to make progress."

An old age? Not making progress?

Mo Yushu's mouth twitched slightly, and he forced himself to hold back his smile.

This was naturally a joke from the older generation. The Mo family was famous in the cultivator world for its mechanisms. In addition to practicing, the Mo family members were obsessed with mechanism technology, which was reflected vividly from the elders of the clan.

They don't show up at all unless there is something important.

Most of the other eight elders will serve as elders of the sect. On the one hand, they can slowly assist the sect master, and on the other hand, they can help the sect teach some extremely talented seedlings to be the next elders.

Being idle and not making progress is actually unfair.

Mo Yushu then looked at the elder of Wushuang Tower helplessly, and the Mo family disciples below added.

"My great-grandfather told me to convey it word for word."

After hearing this, the elder clenched his fists and his face turned ashen.

These old guys have never failed to talk.

But what can he do? If people of the same generation face him, he can scold them to death. This Mo Yushu currently belongs to the junior generation.

Face is still important.

Although the two sects are not fighting each other, they still have to have the dignity they deserve.

So he could only suppress the anger in his heart and stared at Mo Yushu with an ugly expression.

"Boy from the Mo family, does the matter of King Ginseng have anything to do with your Mo family?"

Mo Yushu was calm and calm at the moment, and responded calmly.

"Senior, if you say that the ginseng king has a mechanism on his body, it may come from the Mohist family. But if you want to turn a living person into a ginseng king, do you think the Mohist family can do it?"

The great elder's expression was uncertain. Although this statement was tenable, the Mo family's behavior was still too suspicious.

"When King Shen was discovered, the elders of several other sects were moved, but you, the Mo family, remained silent. This is unreasonable."

No matter how I think about it, I feel like there must be something going on.

Otherwise, the great elder would not have directly caught up with the Mojia Shenji Academy.

Mo Yushu had already prepared a plan for this, and upon hearing this, he just responded with a chuckle.

"Senior, it's not like I don't know how obsessed the elders in my family are. It's hard to say whether a single ginseng plant can have any effect, but it's hard to impress them."

"real?"

There was disbelief on the face of the great elder. This reason is too ridiculous. Now that it has come to this, if you don't care about your lifespan, do you still have the heart to play tricks?

But Mo Yushu bit him to death for this reason, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Everything is just suspicion, but he can't hold the Mo family out of this matter.

After all, there was no evidence that the Mo family was related to King Shen, so he could only leave in frustration after asking for a while...

After Mo Xingzhi and others left, he poked his head in and walked in. Mo Yushu's eyebrows moved when he saw the descendants.

"How about it?"

Mo Xingzhi gave him a reassuring look, found a place to sit down, and then spoke slowly.

"I told the Supervision Department that the Mo family's messenger bird will be 20% cheaper in the future, but they have to help hide the traces of the Mo family in Mo Yun Mansion."

When he said this, Mo Xingzhi's face showed a look of pain. He was a bastard, and he said it was 20%. If he didn't agree, the original clues would be revealed sooner or later.

If I had known earlier, I would not have asked Lao Shizi to help hide it.

It's too late to say anything frankly now.

Now those old guys have eaten their scalps and drank the bath water. I don’t know if they have done anything more disgusting. It’s a bit scary when they become angry out of shame!

After thinking for a while, he looked up and added.

"Han Yu can't hide it. The Supervision Department said that the Eight Sects will definitely have results. If they hide Han Yu again, it's obviously a bit pretentious."

The Eight Sects are not fools, and they have their own channels. If they find it in a circle and King Ginseng appears out of thin air, then it is really fake.

"Then don't tell Xiuwen about this, let's do this for now!"

Mo Yushu had a headache thinking about it, so he could only wave his hand and give instructions.