Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Chapter 322: Gangjing Pill

Gangjing Pill: After taking it, the person who takes it will gain a body of steel and iron, and can resist 50% of the damage from any force. Side effects: Please protect your mouth, it will refute all the words of the people around you at any time and place, and attract hatred, and the damage to the mouth will be fed back to the body tenfold.

The spirit of the weapon in the sea of ​​consciousness was punching and kicking the bottle.

Han Yu was looking at the pill carefully, as if he could see a flower, but after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see anything wrong with the pill.

It's still a seven-day limit.

He couldn't believe that the bottle was really broken. At the beginning, he played with himself and took one pill a day just to recover as soon as possible.

You can't forget your roots when life gets better, right? Han Yu still felt that something must have changed during this sleep and he didn't know it yet.

On the other side, the spirit of the weapon seemed tired of fighting, and lay down like a lost soul, very aggrieved.

Is this really going to fish in troubled waters and get away with it?

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Dozens of palace guards stood on the side with their swords, and the clerks on the left and right were busy writing.

He did so. Didn't Luoxing Sect rely on the number of more than 2,000 cultivators to advance from a third-rate sect to a second-rate sect in one fell swoop?

The elixir is really good.

Seeing this situation, Xiahou Jie frowned. He really couldn't figure out where these people got their confidence from now.

"What a big tone."

Further back, the clerks registered while he compared the documents and portraits.

Afterwards, a group of sword-riding cultivators followed, and there were quite a few of them, hundreds of them.

Is this a cultivator? He almost couldn't help but want to persuade him to go to southern Xinjiang. With this kind of character, he should just join the evil sect.

Soon, all the people who escaped had their legs broken and thrown together. The palace guards took the documents and compared them one by one, and their faces twitched.

Han Yu took a last look at the pill and licked his lips.

The big man just now spat, overturned the table and ran away.

"Do you think you can escape the law by becoming a cultivator? You think too much. As long as you break the law, even if you enter the sect, you will be dragged out and chopped off."

With the help of the palace guards, the group of people just kept silent and retracted their heads and ran to the back to line up in an orderly manner.

These people who came here because of his reputation will all be his disciples in the future, and they will all be the future vitality of the Luoxing Sect.

If Pingzi really takes one pill every three days, it will be even more difficult for it to gather a complete spirit body.

The clerk kept writing, and as the crowd moved forward, it was almost at the big men in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that the other party had already had the idea of ​​taking action, another group of palace guards also surrounded him.

He had been hiding for more than a year, and finally heard that there was such a sect that wanted everyone to accept disciples, so he rushed here from afar.

He naturally understood what kind of people could come to the sect, but he didn't care.

Everyone looked up and saw an old man in his sixties falling from the sky in anger.

Ordinary warriors or civilians came into the city in groups of three or two, and there were also young monks who had just stepped into the Shenquan realm with various cultivation levels.

For this kind of merit that came to the door, the palace guards who had been watching the gate for a long time suddenly became much more energetic.

Xiahou Jie was already angry because he was dissatisfied with the practice of Pingyang Prefecture. Unexpectedly, a disciple came to report that Pingyang Prefecture was arresting candidates who came to participate in the opening ceremony.

As soon as he landed, he sneered in a yin-yang manner and said to the monk just now, "When did you guard the palace so hard? You said that even if you entered my sect, you would still catch and kill them, right?"

The palace guard was a tough guy. He was only at the other shore realm, and he still gritted his teeth and held on even though he crossed two realms.

"What are you doing? I came to surrender to Luoxing Sect, you can't arrest me."

But you take my advice, but I don't take it.

A group of cultivators can easily capture a group of mortals.

"Stop!"

The palace guard in charge of guarding this group of people couldn't help but sneer, and slapped the other person's face with the back of the knife.

If we only count by number, his disciples have no fewer than the nine sects.

"It doesn't matter how many come."

It looks like a crowd of people. Let's not talk about their cultivation for the time being. This momentum is really there.

Soon, they started to quarrel. Several palace guards frowned and stepped out. They were already annoyed to watch the gate these two days, and these few rascals dared to make a noise.

As he spoke, Xiahou Jie had the intention to establish his authority.

At this time, another palace guard hurriedly came out with a large stack of sea arrest documents. He came with this pile of things under the order of Du Nanyuan to prevent some criminals from sneaking into this group of people and trying to get away with it.

"Only a fool would stand."

Some palace guards shouted.

Trying to protect himself through the cultivator sect.

Han Yu saw such a lively event for the first time, hiding in the crowd and watching quietly.

"Good fellow, they are either bandits or thieves, and there are murderers."

"I will guard for you and teach you a lesson."

For a while, the whole city was in chaos, with constant scolding, shouting and chasing.

It is impossible to meet a lucky person or a person with supernatural powers every time. In the long run, you have to rely on the pills in the bottle to share.

At this moment, the bandit was still the one who could make a fuss, and he still shouted at the palace guards unconvinced.

Sure enough, as soon as this trick was used, some people in the team had already left the team with a bad look on their faces.

If we don't give them a good beating, who will come to Luoxing Sect in the future.

"Name..."

As he spoke, a breath of great perfection of peeping spirits vibrated out, trying to subdue the other party.

Outside Pingyang City, because of Luoxing Sect, the flow of people today was obviously much more.

There was a checkpoint at the city gate, and those who wanted to enter had to line up in two rows and slowly register one by one before they could be allowed to enter.

This big man was tall and strong, and his face was shaking when he spoke, even the clerks looked disgusted.

Just after the palace guard finished speaking so toughly, a burst of angry rebuke suddenly came from the air.

"What are you doing? We are here to participate in the Luoxing Sect's disciple recruitment."

Several ordinary warriors were stopped immediately after they stepped forward to cut in line.

He didn't like the attitude of Pingyang Prefecture being on an equal footing with him. If a palace guard dared to do this, what about that dog Du Nanyuan? Now he dared to ride on his face and piss.

It would be fine if it was just about reporting for the opening ceremony, but detaining the examinees had already upset him, and now they were arresting his future people.

The other three behind the big man didn't look like good people either.

This really pissed him off, it was simply too much.

Since it was difficult for the sect to develop, then make up for it with numbers.

One of the palace guards patted the long sword on his waist, and after a wave of true energy blew several people to and fro, he shouted, "If you don't want to follow the rules, get out of here. If you keep making noises, you'll be locked up in the government jail for three days."

Xiahou Jie sneered and stretched out his hand. As his true energy was agitated, the surrounding cold wind was biting. The palace guards around him could barely bear it, but the civilians and young monks in line couldn't stand it, and they kept rubbing their hands and breathing out.

It was clearly a sunny day, but it felt like the cold winter.

"You said it would be the same no matter how many you came, right?"

Just as he was about to make a move, a team of neat steps quickly walked out of the city.