Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

My cousin vomited until the bile almost came out before he was done. He held his waist and waved his hands.

"I'll never play with Heartbeat again."

Han Yu looked around at this time, surrounded by shady parasol trees. Deep in the paulownia forest, there was a faint light that flickered on and off.

Stepping on the land covered with fallen leaves, we looked for the light. About a hundred meters away, we saw a small crescent-shaped lake. The sun shone on the lake surface, and the sparkling water surface was rippling with white water. light.

It turns out that this is the source of the light. Next to Crescent Lake grows an unknown plant with purple roots, red leaves and white flowers.

Han Yu could smell the faint fragrance of the flowers before he even got close.

"The smell is so special, it makes me feel comfortable."

Whoosh!

Suddenly, there was a strange sound above his head. Han Yu quickly looked up and saw a white figure hiding in the sycamore tree. At this time, he was swooping down with a dagger.

Han Yu quickly blocked with his arms crossed, and heard a clang. A large piece of fabric on his elbow was cut off, revealing his fair skin. Then he kicked Han Yu hard, hitting the back of Han Yu's chest. The shadow quickly returned to the tree.

The two people on the field frowned at the same time.

What a hard body!

What a dexterous movement!

Han Yu looked at the figure on the tree. He had thick eyebrows and a white face, with narrow cheeks but a very ordinary appearance. He was dressed like a scholar.

The scholar naturally looked Han Yu up and down, but felt inexplicably angry.

"Come die!"

After the scholar gave a soft drink, he swooped down again. The true energy surged instantly, making the white robe whistle. The dagger became more powerful after being wrapped in the true energy, and the tip of the dagger stabbed Han Yu again.

Han Yu's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his hand to catch it with his palm. The tip of the dagger was in his hand and could not move forward an inch. At this time, another punch hit the scholar's chest.

The scholar looked stunned, and quickly gave up the dagger, covering his chest with both hands, and a huge force blasted him away.

After the blow was effective, Han Yu couldn't help laughing, and jumped three feet high to knock the scholar down again.

Unexpectedly, the scholar forcibly stabilized his figure, and all his true energy gathered at his feet. In an instant, he was like walking on flat ground. He took three consecutive steps in the air, and Han Yu jumped into the air.

After the two of them landed on the ground, the scholar's face was extremely ugly, and he already had the intention of retreating.

Han Yu was in high spirits, and after shaking his arm, he rushed forward again. The scholar was forced to fight back. The two of them kept fighting back and forth, and the more they fought, the more frightened the scholar became.

Because Han Yu's slightly clumsy punches became much faster, it seemed at first glance that he was learning his clever tricks, and it didn't take long for him to start beating the scholar all the time.

What a terrifying corpse king! He can still learn! The scholar was shocked.

At this time, Han Yu had already put away his fists and kicks. The scholar's strange flying skills were really difficult to deal with. When he was about to use the magical power of the Hungry Ghost Tao to control him, he was about to wave his hand when his cousin suddenly heard the sound and chased him.

"stop!"

My cousin shouted repeatedly, and his expression changed as he looked at the two people confronting each other...

"So, this person is pretending to be a layman?"

A quarter of an hour later, Han Yu sighed and said helplessly.

With this ever-changing approach, don't let someone accidentally kill you one day. Not to mention one day, if I had been more ruthless just now, ordinary people wouldn't need my cousin to save them...

My cousin is also very helpless. This unlucky guy, the layman, was almost punished by his own people, and there was no place for him to complain.

With a strange expression on his face, the layman kept looking at Han Yu again, only to realize that his chest was rising and falling, as if he was a living person, not a corpse king.

But this surprised him even more.

The monks have refined their bodies to this point, what are they doing!

The cousin began to introduce the two of them to each other. Since they were from the same family, there was no grudge to talk about and they could only treat them as if they were acquaintances without fighting.

The layman secretly grabbed his cousin and asked curiously, "Where did you find such a person?"

My cousin chuckled, shook his head and said, "This is the trick of that little Taoist priest Yixian."

The layman looked at Han Yu with admiration on his face and said, "This body is so hard that I mistakenly thought it was the Corpse King who came to arrest me at first. It was really outrageous. I have seen many physical practitioners, but this is the first time I have seen this. "

Physical training? This was the first time I heard about it, so Han Yu asked curiously.

"That's heresy!"

The layman said with a very unhappy expression.

My cousin smiled and explained that he was a kind of monk from the layman's hometown.

After explaining in detail, Han Yu was surprised that the layman actually came from overseas islands. There were rumors that there were monks overseas, but they were only spread through word of mouth. Unexpectedly, this was the first time he saw them.

Physical cultivation is a weird branch among overseas monks. It is similar to Han Yu's situation, but the difference is that in addition to physical cultivation, they also have not fallen behind in the cultivation of the inner world. It can be regarded as a kind of cultivation that takes into account both.

"You said that everyone was fighting well, but suddenly the opponent rushed up to you and punched you twice. Isn't it vulgar?"

The layman looked at Han Yu and asked dissatisfiedly.

Han Yu just rubbed his nose and laughed, because he was the same way just now. From the side, it seems that ordinary people must have suffered a lot from physical training.

Back to business, my cousin looked serious, looked at the common people, and asked, "What kind of business are you doing?"

The two talked about the situation outside the valley, and the layman looked enlightened, nodded, and said, "No wonder Bao Ruijie has not been seen outside the valley these past two days. He must have gone out to find helpers to restrain me."

Bao Ruijie, an unfamiliar name made the other two people look confused.

The layman waved and said he would take the two of them to see something first. After that, he walked to the front and led the way.

The place was not far away. Several people walked several dozen meters along the north side and stopped at a mountain arm.

A row of people in different costumes leaned against the stone wall with their eyes closed, motionless, as if they were asleep.

At this time, the layman took out a bell as big as the palm of his hand, pulled out the rag stuffed in the mouth of the bell, and poured the real energy into it. The bell immediately shone with light. At this time, the layman stretched out his hand and shook the bell to make a tinkling sound. .

The quiet people in the row suddenly raised their hands, opened their white-less eyes, and began to beat to the sound of the bell.

"Refining corpse!"

The two of them exclaimed at the same time.

This was the second taboo method that Han Yu encountered besides making animals.

This method is different from being deliberately hidden in the dust of history like making animals. On the contrary, it is also particularly famous because there was a sect that used this method to dominate the monk world for decades.

But in the end, because it was too harmful to Tianhe, many sects joined forces to destroy it. It is said that there are sects in southern Xinjiang who are good at this method. It is difficult to tell whether it is true or not, so it can only be regarded as rumors.

Unexpectedly, there are still people who dare to practice this method.

The layman began to describe what he encountered. After he and his cousin agreed on a time to separate, he entered Hidden Moon Valley.

Those strange plants by the Crescent Lake were the purpose of his trip. This flower was called Junzi Zui.

When he came here, he found that the place was already occupied by others. Seeing that they were all monks and there were a lot of them, he guessed that it was the sect's behavior.

The layman squatted for half a day and saw monks constantly moving civilians inside. At first, they could not figure out their purpose until after nightfall.

"What? Junzi Zui is an auxiliary medicine for refining corpses?"

This is what lay people discovered after nightfall, and the two couldn't help but exclaim.

At nightfall, a man in his forties came to Crescent Lake, picked Junzi Zui, mixed it with a pot of medicine, and finally fed it to the unconscious civilians one by one.

What follows is a bit cruel, and when the layman talks, his face becomes slightly tense.

The middle-aged man used eight coffin nails to nail each person's Ren, Du, Chong, Dai, Yinqiao, Yangqiao, Yinwei, and Yangwei meridians, and finally practiced the exercise alive. Become a corpse puppet.

Originally, I saw that the lay people here had already wanted to retreat. Such ruthless methods may not be a serious sect.

As a result, when he was about to retreat, he was discovered by a tall monk brought by the middle-aged man. The monk was tall, his face was ashen, and his eyes had no white at all.

What's more important is that his body is extremely powerful, and ordinary people can't get enough of him after a brutal fight.

"Damn it, I later found out it was the Corpse King."

The layman cursed bitterly.

Han Yu thought for a while. There was a crowd of people outside and he couldn't get in. It might not be that simple. He asked, "What happened next?"

The layman pointed to the bell in his hand and said, "I saw the middle-aged man controlling the bell. I thought it should be a tool to control the Corpse King. I can only grab the bell and restrain the Corpse King before making any plans."

"It turned out that the man's cultivation was not bad, but he was still in my realm. I couldn't take advantage, so I only stole a token and another bell from his arms, and then used my unique body skills to follow them around here."

After saying that, the layman took out another token and wrote "Blessings to Youzong Bao Ruijie" on it.

Overseas monks are really different, and when they see me, they just give me a not bad evaluation.

Han Yu looked at a layman with a strange look. He could fight like this with the Jianwo Realm. It was impossible to say that he was also a Jianwo Realm monk himself.

I think back to Lu Dayou, who bravely traded a year's luck in order to break through the realm of "meeting me". I don't know what he would think if he were here.

"Since you got rid of them, why don't you use your sword to escape." His cousin asked him doubtfully.

The layman spread his hands and looked helpless, "I didn't know that the other party was the Corpse King before. I stabbed him in the mouth with a flying sword, but he was bitten in two by the Corpse King. Otherwise, I would have run away."

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but sigh, "I can't fly but I can't fly out. The bell controlled by Bao Ruijie's new corpse is here again, so the result is like this."

Without the bell, these corpse puppets cannot be taken away at all. Bao Ruijie will definitely refuse, but the bell is on the body of a layman, and the layman's movement is extremely agile, especially in this dense forest, he is more at home.

Bao Ruijie chased him for three days in a row, but all his tricks were useless. Ordinary people were like slippery loaches, able to escape every time.

However, ordinary people also have troubles. He can swim in the dense forest like a fish in water, but he can't get out, fly, and the entrance of the valley is guarded by the corpse king.

The original ability to disguise himself was completely useless in front of the Corpse King. It only recognized the breath, not the face.

The common people came out of the valley in disguise one after another, and the Corpse King was always the first to find out.

There was nothing anyone could do now, but since Bao Ruijie didn't show up for two days, he must have been in a hurry and might have already found help.

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