Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Chapter 216 The purpose of becoming stronger

"You mean your dragon blood stone was robbed?"

Han Yu looked at the unlucky Huangfuliang and shook his head helplessly.

This guy was so lucky in Qingzhou Mansion that he shoveled out the Dragon Blood Stone with just one shovel. If he was willing to tell the truth, he might become another inspirational legend in the monk world in a few years.

But from then on, he began to be unlucky. First he was besieged and robbed by four people, then by eight people, and finally the four evil gentlemen came to join in the fun.

It was not easy to separate the stones, and everyone went their separate ways and went back to their homes.

Fortunately for him, the stone still couldn't be held, it was gone!

Huangfuliang was silent for a while, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

It's heart-wrenching to watch, but he doesn't say anything quickly about what's going on.

After a long time, he drank several more bowls of turbid wine, and after spitting out a few mouthfuls of alcohol, he slowly spoke.

At that time, after the three of them parted ways with Han Yu in Zhanzhou City, You Li accompanied them for a short distance before breaking up. Fortunately, he and Ou Mingdong were along the way for a large part of the journey.

He himself returned to the sect without any danger. He thought that everything would be fine, and all that was left was to practice hard and wait for the day when he would reach the Great Perfection of Peeping God and be able to use the stone in seclusion.

It was impossible to lose the stone after returning to the sect. Han Yu was not stupid either. He looked at him with strange eyes and asked.

"Were you robbed by someone from your own sect?"

That would be a real injustice. He had to escape from the disaster outside, only to be slaughtered when he returned home.

"I wasn't careful enough. I got something like this but didn't keep my mouth shut, and other brothers found out."

Huangfuliang looked annoyed every time he thought about it.

"A member of the sect wouldn't rob someone by force, right?"

Han Yu frowned and spoke.

If the Nine Sects had this kind of virtue, how could they have developed to this day?

"Not on the surface, but..."

Huangfuliang smiled bitterly, because he didn't make a fuss on the surface, so he suffered a loss secretly.

This matter reached the ears of the sect's senior brother Qin Ziming. This senior brother has always been trained as the mainstay of the sect. He has a lot of real power and usually has a high prestige among the sect brothers.

He showed a strong interest in the dragon blood stone from the beginning, but he didn't ask for it. He just wanted to borrow it from you and said that he had never seen such a rumored treasure.

Huangfuliang was not stupid, so of course he couldn't lend it out casually. What was the difference between this and a meat bun beating a dog?

But Qin Ziming didn't give up. Every time he opened his mouth, he found every opportunity to find opportunities, instead of opening his mouth with empty teeth.

As time went by, Huangfuliang became even more wary.

"Then you can still lose the stone."

Han Yu was puzzled. He was already so careful. As long as no one robbed him, it should be fine.

"The mistake is to underestimate the human heart."

Huangfu Liang had mixed feelings at this point, "Compared to losing the stone, my fellow seniors who came from the same school as me chill me more."

Although there are many cultivation techniques in Langya Mountain, most of them, except for the female cultivators, still practice physical and spiritual cultivation at the same time. Because of the special nature of this technique, it can have the effect of physical training at the same time.

The only flaw is good wine, because the technique requires the use of spiritual wine from time to time to stimulate the true energy. Over time, there are many drunkards in Langya Mountain.

Han Yu recalled that when the elder appeared, he seemed to be carrying a big gourd on his back, but he never thought there was such a reason.

This senior brother of mine had never revealed his intentions towards the Dragon Blood Stone to me, nor had he ever spoken out. He brought wine to me that day, just to drink with him.

This was a very common thing between senior brothers, and it didn't seem out of the ordinary, so Huangfuliang had a drink with his senior brother in his room.

"I was drunk, and when I woke up the next day, a magic weapon was placed in the room... The dragon blood stone I hid in the room was gone..."

Huangfuliang clutched his hair tightly and choked in a low voice.

He knew who did this without even thinking about it. There was only one disciple in the entire sect who could get a magic weapon. He went to look for his senior brother first, but his senior brother was nowhere to be seen, clearly avoiding him.

Later, he went to see his senior brother, who generously admitted that he had the dragon blood stone, but his words made Huangfulang almost go crazy.

"Yesterday you were drinking, and I joined you in the middle. Everyone had a great time. You took out the dragon's blood stone and exchanged it with me for a personal treasure."

Bullshit treasure, no matter how good the magic weapon is, can it be compared with the dragon blood stone?

That is a stone that allows the Dzogchen to enter the realm of transcendence smoothly! Can the magic weapon be used? Anyone with a discerning eye knows which of the two is more important.

"It is indeed you who took the initiative to change it. Otherwise, who would know where you put the stone."

Huangfuliang lost his mind and started arguing with the other party on the spot. He might get drunk, but he always fell asleep when he was drunk and never did anything stupid.

Besides, I am a monk, not a mortal. If anything strange happens, I can resolve the alcohol on the spot.

But in fact, he drank so much that he was unconscious. It could only be that there was something wrong with the wine, not himself.

This was a long-planned plot set up specifically for his dragon blood stone.

"Then why are you here?"

Han Yu asked in confusion, where is the sect? Where is my master? No matter how many of these people fail to come forward to uphold justice.

"I...I was sent here forcefully, and I didn't even have time to find the master."

Huangfuliang drank another bowl of wine and became very depressed.

"Why don't you go back and seek justice?"

Han Yu tilted his head and looked at him. This guy was not a bad guy when he was in Zhanzhou City! Why are you so resigned now?

"Of course it's because he can't go back."

He was answered by an unfamiliar voice. Han Yu turned around and saw two unfamiliar figures, wearing the same monk uniform. One was in his mid-twenties, and the other was in his early thirties.

The disciples of Langya Mountain are easy to identify. Although they don't carry a big gourd like Huangfuliang, they still have a ceramic bottle hanging around their waists.

There is no need to think about this anymore. These two people are here to look at Huangfuliang, and their purpose is probably to prevent him from going back.

"Junior brother, I have advised you several times, but the matter has come to an end, and the senior brother did not take what you had for nothing, so he gave you his personal magic weapon."

The older monk glanced at Han Yu and persuaded him. "You can be your guard here with peace of mind, and you can go back after Senior Brother successfully breaks into the transcendent realm."

The young monk spoke in a condescending tone.

No wonder, it turned out that the idea was to digest the dragon blood stone so that Huangfuliang, the victim, would not be able to repay it.

"You won't resist?"

When Han Yu heard this, he spoke with some regret.

"Of course he resisted, and the more times he did it, the more he became quiet."

The young monk sneered and spoke.

"So, you're just going to drink here every day?"

Han Yu sighed.

"He couldn't do anything but drink."

The monk sneered again.

"You talk so much!"

Han Yu took a deep breath. This turtle grandson was too short of mouth.

So he patted Huangfuliang's shoulder and spoke slowly.

"Do you know what the purpose of becoming stronger is?"

Huangfuliang raised his head in confusion and looked at Han Yu.

"The purpose of becoming stronger is to deprive those who hurt you of the right to apologize."

After saying that, Han Yu suddenly stood up and walked slowly towards the two of them.

"You're looking for death."

The two of them never looked at Han Yu from the beginning to the end, because they couldn't feel any aura of cultivation in the other person.

Listening to Han Yu's arrogant words, he felt angry and happy.

After the two flying swords were summoned by him, they roared towards them one after another. Unexpectedly, Han Yu didn't even try to hide. In his eyes, fights like Peeping God Realm were just like a small fight.

Clang!

The sound of two golden stones resounded. Han Yuxin stretched out his hand and easily picked up the two flying swords that fell on his body. Then he twisted them gently with both hands and turned them into scrap metal in front of everyone.

"you……"

The young monk had a look of horror on his face and was about to speak out, but the next moment Han Yu suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he reacted, he was woken up by a burst of severe pain.

Han Yu came to the other party in just a blink of an eye. After a slap in the face, the young monk's teeth were shattered and his figure was thrown away more than ten meters away like a sandbag.

"Fellow Taoist..."

The older monk was about to move out of his sect. Han Yu also didn't give him a chance and slapped him with another backhand. His fate was the same as the former one. Han Yu even thoughtfully let the two of them fall together. Son.

They happen to be brothers in distress, complete and complete.

With another blink of an eye, Han Yu came to the two of them again and spoke condescendingly to one person, who happened to be the unlucky young monk.

"Listen, you kind of god-seeing monks are no different from ants in my eyes."

After finishing speaking, he paused slightly and stared at the person in his hand with cold eyes.

"Go back and tell your sect that Qin Ziming has taken my, Han Yu's dragon blood stone."

There was a swishing sound in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, but it was the sound of Xiao Liuli turning the pages of the book. Isn't that somewhat damaged book the "overseas magic skill" that has gone through hardships?

"Destroy one of them to make the effect more perfect."

Xiao Liuli held the book and spoke slowly.

"How can I be useless if I don't have real energy or spiritual power?"

Han Yu gave the other party a roll of his eyes at Consciousness Sea.

"Figure it out yourself."

Xiao Liuli continued to turn the pages of the book angrily.

After Han Yu withdrew his consciousness from the sea of ​​consciousness, he suddenly stretched out an index finger, and a small flame ignited at the fingertip. Then, after seeing the horrified look in the other person's eyes, he gently poked the divine spring in his dantian and took it away.

He just felt as if a fire suddenly broke out in his position at the divine spring, and then the fire was so fast that he actually ran around chasing the true essence. After returning to the position of the divine spring, he... couldn't feel it. Every bit of true energy.

Moreover, my divine spring is gone!

The first step of the basic practice is to open the divine spring after the realm of heaven and human. This place is not only a place to store true energy, but also a place to store spiritual power after possessing spiritual power in the future. Now it is gone.

This means that I am no longer a monk, I have become a waste!

"Take this arrogant man back with you. If Qin Ziming doesn't pay back, tell him that I can kill him even if he's beyond the realm."

After dropping the useless person in his hand, Han Yu spoke coldly.

The other monk didn't dare to stay. After hearing this, he picked up his junior brother and flew away as if he was being pardoned. He was afraid that if he was too late, he would make the same mistake again and face the same tactics.

Han Yu just watched the person leave with his hands behind his back, motionless. The breeze blew the tips of his hair, taking away a hint of his coldness.

"Perfect! That's it."

Xiao Liuli stopped happily in the sea of ​​​​consciousness at the right time.

Han Yu then spoke with doubt, "It would be better for me to kill them cleanly. I would be provoking the entire Langya Mountain."

"Oh! Because I turned to the chapter about pretending to be cool and making trouble! According to the description, the next step is to go to Langya Mountain alone."

Xiao Liuli picked up the "Overseas Divine Art" with an innocent look, revealing the various words and deeds about pretending to be cool and making trouble.

Especially in terms of words, it is deeply loved by the spirit of the weapon.

"I like the sentence about the purpose of becoming stronger very much. This will be my motto in the future..."

Han Yu was stunned. What a pit! What I want is to pretend to be cool and slap in the face, not to go to the nine sects alone!

Chao!