Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

"Daoyou?"

"Daoyou?"

In the trance, a deep voice was constantly calling.

The first moment Han Yu opened his eyes, he saw a reddish-brown face with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a rough face, looking at him nervously from a distance of one foot.

He was lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out, leaving a deep dent. He felt indescribably uncomfortable.

For the first time, his bones felt like they were about to fall apart, and there was still a sore and numb pain in his joints.

After raising his hands with difficulty, he could vaguely see the residual current flashing by.

How many lightning strikes did I get?

"Three and a half!"

Little Liuli spoke unhappily in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Han Yu knelt on the spot when the first thunderbolt struck him earlier, and he was embedded in the soil from the sky with a snap.

Seeing that the man was not dead, the thunderbolt struck again. It was so miserable at that time. Although the man had lost consciousness, he was still dancing and waving his hands, like an eel in a hot pot.

When the third thunderbolt came, Han Yu was covered with arcs of electricity, and his hair stood up like a hedgehog.

He was not moving, but he was not dead either.

What about the other half?

"The other half was his mother's bottle moved to the sea of ​​consciousness to hit me, and I took half of it for you."

Little Liuli cried with a dark face.

It turned out that when the fourth thunderbolt came, the bottle in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly hung upside down, and the thunderbolt that should have hit Han Yu was intercepted and entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

Han Yu took half of it himself, and the other half hit the face of the weapon spirit who was caught off guard...

"Then it was gone later?"

Han Yu supported his groggy head and slowly climbed up. The strength of his limbs gradually returned, and the sound of electricity dissipated after a crackling sound.

"This time the thunderbolt targeted the resentment. It should be that the resentment was washed away by the thunderbolt, so you didn't die."

This is the guess of the weapon spirit, but it should be almost right.

But what is the so-called resentment in the black robe's hand? Why is it so terrible?

It can actually lead to the thunderbolt.

"I can only feel that it is a thought of hatred for everything, hatred for everything in the world, hatred for the world, extremely pure, pure enough to anger the world and lead to the thunderbolt."

Little Liuli touched the slightly blackened back of his head and said casually.

The black robe has so many secrets.

It's corpse refining, and it's making such a dangerous thing.

Next time I meet him, I will kill him directly, and I will never let him use such a terrible thing again.

Han Yu was still thinking about how to kill the black robe's sea of ​​consciousness, and the forty-year-old man finally approached cautiously.

When he fought against the black robe before, he saw Han Yu lightly accept the other party's fire magic, which was enough to shatter his three views.

Later, he was even more dumbfounded when the black-robed man fled with his head in his arms.

At such a young age, he could beat a man in the God-Seeking Realm so embarrassed.

Until the thunderbolt appeared later, he had become numb when he saw Han Yu withstand four thunderbolts.

This man can't be judged by common sense, he is not like a human.

At this moment, he saw Han Yu get up and touched him carefully.

"Are you okay?"

Han Yu shook his head and finally woke up. Seeing the man coming over, he nodded slightly.

"It's okay, it hurts."

The man's cheek twitched slightly, and he complained inwardly.

Is that a painful thing? That's fatal...

But he spoke hurriedly.

"I am Sikong Du..."

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A black shadow staggered down from the air, and the charred body passed through the dense forest. At the end of the dense forest was a small hill, which was not big, only one mile in radius.

The man in black robe staggered to the edge of a rock, raised his hand and patted the stone wall, and ripples appeared around him. When he looked again, a cave entrance appeared.

He walked slowly into the narrow corridor with a pale face. After ten steps, the surroundings suddenly became clear.

The cave was spacious, about sixty or seventy feet long and wide, almost the size of an ordinary house.

There were traces of artificial chiseling on the four walls. At the end, a figure wearing armor leaned against the stone wall, his face was ashen and lifeless, and his eyes were closed.

In addition, there were rows of figures leaning against the other three walls, about thirty people, all of whom had lost their lives. Judging from their dress, they did not look like ordinary people, but monks.

The man in black robe slowly sat on the ground, holding his chest, and then gritted his teeth to tear open the rag on his chest, revealing a bloody piece of flesh inside.

I didn't expect the opponent's fire lotus to be so powerful. If I didn't have magical fire magic, I could resist it to some extent. With this kind of power, I'm afraid I would die on the spot.

But now it's not good, like this wounds are almost all over the body.

Don't think he can still escape, but he was struggling to survive. Just the injuries are not serious.

It will take a lot of time to recover.

And he can't stay here any longer. He failed to kill the man who was chasing him. The matter is probably exposed in advance.

What he did couldn't be covered up, but if he could be slow for ten days or half a month, he would gain more.

Thinking of this, he was ready to sort out the true energy that had already run away, and at this time, a sharp voice suddenly came in.

"Can the black robe be so embarrassed?"

A white figure walked out of the smiling voice, and the person who came still couldn't see his face.

The white robe and hood covered his face, just like him.

The white robe walked in lightly, seemed to be looking at the black robe, and then said in a surprised tone.

"Who can make you so miserable? You almost lost half your life!"

The black robe's misplaced facial features were pulled together, and he said angrily.

"What does this have to do with you? You and I have different duties. You can't control me."

The white robe paused, was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed.

"It seems that this loss is not small! So angry."

The black robe didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. He sat down cross-legged and began to adjust his messy true energy. The white robe didn't speak again. After walking a few circles in the cave, he suddenly pinched his fingers, and the armored man on the wall suddenly moved and jumped out.

"What do you want to do?"

The black robe was suddenly startled, and the adjusted true energy almost went astray again.

The white robe waved his hand, and the armor was already beside him. He was seen stroking the body gently, and occasionally making sounds of admiration.

This scene made the black robe feel cold.

At this time, the white robe finally spoke slowly.

"You made such a big mistake, you must not stay here, and I'm afraid you will be punished after you go back."

"Why don't you lend me this thing to play with, and I'll plead for you on the upper side."

The black robe's facial features twisted for a while, and it was hard to tell what his expression was. After a long silence, he nodded.

"It's a deal, but this is my hard work, don't damage it for me."

The black robe still spoke with concern.

"Don't worry, it's more durable than you."

The white robe laughed again, and the black robe got goose bumps all over his body and felt uncomfortable...

--

What!

Huaizhou Prefecture Guard?

"Chaotang monk?"

Han Yu looked at Sikong Du curiously, and spoke with a strange expression.

It's not that Han Yu has sharp eyes. If it's a cultivator from a sect, you may not be able to tell which sect he is from.

But cultivators from the court always have a stereotyped feeling. No, it's not stereotyped, but they are very strict in their words and deeds, which always gives people a solemn feeling.

Sikong Du was stunned, and clasped his fists again and spoke.

"Good eyesight, I came from the Dengque Tower Supervisory Office."

Han Yu's face became even more strange after hearing this.

This morning, I just tricked a court cultivator, and now I meet him again. Life is really wonderful everywhere.

However, what Sikong Du said made Han Yu worried.

According to Sikong Du, the incident started in Huaizhou Prefecture a month ago, and many cultivators disappeared during this period. This should not be under the jurisdiction of the garrison.

After all, cultivators in the outside world have sects. Besides, cultivators are not all high-ranking figures who can go wherever they want.

If your sect doesn't tie it up with a chain, what's the point of looking for the garrison if it is lost.

So Sikong Du didn't care at first.

But then there were more than 20 cases in succession, and the missing monks in each case all left the sect and then disappeared.

It is understandable that there was no news for ten days or half a month, but it is unusual for people to just evaporate from the face of the earth.

Those sects searched the entire Huaizhou Prefecture but couldn't find their people, so they came to Huaizhou Prefecture.

The reason is very sufficient, the people disappeared in Huaizhou Prefecture, and everyone is from Huaizhou Prefecture, even the monks' hometown is Huaizhou Prefecture, so the garrison should be in charge.

Do you think you are from Huaizhou Prefecture now? At that time, Sikong Du was so angry that his face turned blue.

But these sects were not wrong. So many monks disappeared in succession, which was a disruption to the order of Huaizhou Prefecture. Logically, he should be in charge.

Combining all the missing records, he first noticed something.

The cultivation level of the missing monks is generally above the other shore realm, and there is no one below the other shore realm.

This is unusual. One or two is reasonable, but there are no less than thirty.

Obviously, this was a deliberate selection, and the disappearance must have been man-made.

He picked a few ordinary-looking guards from the government office, and disguised them as ordinary monks to go in and out of the city every day, and waited for four days.

Finally, the black robe surfaced and attacked one of the guards when he was out.

Fortunately, this guard was always ready with the Mohist signal mechanism, and the other party immediately triggered the mechanism as soon as he showed his headache.

When Sikong Du arrived, the guard had been killed, and the black robe was about to carry the person to escape, so the two sides started a fierce fight...

What happened later was what Han Yu saw.

Has the Corpse Refining Sect played so big?

From the original corpse refining with mortals, now it has set its sights on monks.

Since he was a monk in the court, Han Yu did not hesitate to share this information, and turned to tell all the things about Shuzhou Prefecture.

Sikong Du was more and more shocked as he listened. Earlier, the court had reported the matter of the Corpse Refining Sect, and ordered all prefectures to check whether the people under their jurisdiction were missing.

At that time, Huaizhou Prefecture also conducted a lengthy and tedious self-examination, but fortunately it did not affect this place.

I just didn't expect that the people were not targeted, but the other party was targeting the cultivators.

This matter is too big. To be able to do such a thing, the plot of the Corpse Refining Sect is not small. Who knows, the Corpse Refining Sect is going to make a comeback.

"I will go back and inform the court immediately, and even the major sects must be notified. This matter is not small and cannot be delayed."

Sikong Du spoke anxiously, and then said to Han Yu.

"If you don't mind, how about coming to my Huaizhou City as a guest?"

Han Yu was stunned and a little embarrassed.

"Isn't this bad?"

After all, if he went to Huaizhou City, it would be a mess there.

Sikong Du waved his hand and said loudly with great enthusiasm.

"You saved me, what's wrong with that? I will treat you well."