Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Chapter 249 A special village

"This place won't work, let's change to another one."

When the layman said this, Han Yu was immediately shocked.

This guy just escaped from death, and he still wanted to continue to die.

Especially, he was not just thinking about it. When he said this, he had already taken out his "Thousand Years Treasure Mirror" and flipped through it.

Han Yu's mouth twitched, and he was quite convinced by him. Are all overseas cultivators so wild?

"Lend me your book."

However, Han Yu was quite curious about the book in his hand. Thousands of years ago, the corpse refining lineage buried something here, which must be very cautious and hidden.

However, someone could write it in the book.

For a moment, he couldn't help but have a strong interest in this book.

The layman was generous and handed the book over directly. Han Yu took it and flipped through a few pages.

But the more he turned his face, the weirder it became. When he finally turned a page describing the magic pen, Han Yu raised his head and glanced at the layman, and then turned the pages even faster.

Beans become soldiers...

Han Yu did not turn the pages again. Instead, he closed the book and began to carefully observe the cover of the book. Soon he raised his head and spoke to the layman with a smile.

"Was this book expensive when you bought it?"

"A product worth a thousand gold coins must be a fine product. This is not a question of whether it is expensive or not."

That means it is not just expensive...

The layman obviously did not realize the connotation of Han Yu's words, and still laughed and talked.

Han Yu was too lazy to play dumb. He gently peeled off the cover of the book. He did not need to peel it all off. He only gently scratched the part of the Millennium Treasure Mirror. After the blue cover was torn off, another layer of blue background was revealed underneath.

The four words "Millennium Miscellaneous Talks" were extremely clear.

"This thing is sold as a storybook here."

Han Yu said teasingly.

Puff~

Coconut was the first to understand, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Then came the cousin and Yixian. The two looked at the layman as if he was a fool, and finally couldn't help laughing.

The layman's face was extremely dark, and he gritted his teeth.

"After I go back, I will join the gold-killing brigade, bastard, he even cheated a loyal customer like me."

After hearing this, everyone laughed even more. I think the seller has a bad reputation, and the layman didn't learn his lesson and fell into the trap himself.

"Actually, this book is not fake."

Han Yu laughed for a while and then comforted him.

Counting this underground palace, it is the third record that has been verified in the millennium miscellaneous discussions.

Before, it was just a general description, and several people didn't know about the beans turning into soldiers and the magic pen.

After Han Yu told it in detail, a group of people were immediately shocked, especially the cousin. The beans turning into soldiers were fine, but the magic pen was in the category of refining equipment.

Han Yu thought about it, and then he told about the Tianxing Flag and the conversation with Mo Yang.

The cousin was silent for a long time, and finally took a deep breath.

The refining techniques of the corpse refining lineage really exceeded his imagination, especially those fantastic ideas, the combination of supernatural powers and magic tools.

"My cousin is indeed right. The calculations of several generations of Mo family have developed to the final result that is almost like this."

Then he was a little depressed. He couldn't even copy these things.

The theoretical level of the two is so different.

"I seized a Tianxing Flag and the magic pen at that time. Old man Ling said he wanted to take it back and ask you Mo family to study it, so I gave it to you."

Han Yu's words made his cousin's eyes light up. If there was a model, he would be excited.

In the middle of the night, he couldn't sit still, and he couldn't wait to go back to Shenjiyuan.

"Don't continue to dig for treasure?"

The layman spoke quickly, he was still thinking about continuing to search for treasure! If everyone runs away, what's the point of exploring!

"What treasures are there to explore? Those little gadgets I made in my house are more fun than those buried in the ground. You all come back with me. Shenjiyuan is definitely more fun than the gloomy underground palace."

Besides, my cousin doesn't have the heart to follow them around. A legendary magic pen and a flag that can transmit location.

If these two things can be given to him, he can stay at home for a year.

"Really?"

Yixian and Yezi were somewhat tempted when they heard this. There has always been a legend of Mohism in the world of cultivators, but there are very few people who can really have the opportunity to enter the Shenjiyuan of Mohism.

So the place has always been mysterious to the outside world. Now that the cousin invited them, the two of them wanted to go.

"Is it really fun?"

The layman glanced at him with a suspicious look.

"You still don't believe it, you can keep it fresh even if you play there for a month."

The cousin glared at him and said unhappily.

After this, even laymen wanted to go. A group of people went to see Han Yu again, wanting to take him with them.

"I won't go. I'll continue to wander around."

The spirit of the weapon was right. The elixir was his foundation. He didn't know when the Hades would jump out to deal with him. He had to improve his strength quickly.

"Then let's go first. I'll use the messenger bird to find you if there's any progress."

The group seemed a little impatient, which was not surprising.

With the model, according to his cousin's personality of studying, he would be extremely itchy at night. How could he sit still?

After watching the few people leave on the goshawk, Han Yu set off to fly eastward...

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"Is this the location?"

After the eagle fell from the sky, it disintegrated instantly, and the iron pieces scattered to form an iron box.

Han Yu wiped it over, and the iron box disappeared instantly.

The spirit of the weapon jumped up and down in the sea of ​​consciousness, constantly urging him.

After flying along the east for a long time, this guy's eyes suddenly looked like he wanted to eat people, and he shouted for him to come down quickly.

Han Yu was startled and quickly landed without thinking.

I thought something had happened, but after holding it in for a long time, this guy said this.

"Woo woo... I found a supernatural person."

Han Yu's face darkened for a while. How hungry was this guy to find a supernatural person so aggrieved.

But on second thought, it seemed that the last gifted supernatural person was a few months ago, and it was Bai Junya who was plundered.

Thinking deeper, it seems that this guy hasn't shared energy for a long time.

Han Yu regretted it a little, because after thinking about it, he remembered that he still owed this guy 38 years of luck.

At the beginning, Ling Wuce of Baidi City brought three monks with good fortune, five years, six years, and eight years respectively. Xiao Liuli gave all the power fed back to him and made a profit.

He had almost forgotten about it, but now that he was yelled at, he remembered it.

So he kept silent, and not only did he remember it, but the spirit of the weapon also remembered it.

"Oh, I almost forgot that you still owe me thirty-eight years of good fortune. I almost let you escape the debt."

The spirit of the weapon kept jumping in the sea of ​​consciousness, and this time it must have it all to itself.

"The power belongs to you now, you must take good care of the bottle for me, and don't fight with me again."

As if remembering the unbearable past of being exploited, its little face was twisted into a ball.

"Okay, okay!"

Han Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still nodded in agreement.

This guy is greedy for energy, but last time he gave all the energy to himself, and he really helped him when he had something to do.

So, when Han Yu was in charge, he really couldn't bring himself to learn from the bottle to squeeze it.

It's just...

"In this barren place, how can you tell me that there are people? Can there be cultivators?"

Han Yu glanced at the vast beach. Not to mention people, there was not even a bird.

"In front, in front."

The spirit of the weapon was confident and pointed to the front to urge.

It didn't dare to boast about other things, but its sense of smell would never be wrong about luck and innate magical powers.

Following the direction guided by the spirit of the weapon, a dense forest appeared in front of him instead of the beach.

"It's here."

The spirit of the weapon exclaimed repeatedly.

But when Han Yu looked around, he didn't see anything at all.

Walking through the dense forest, there was a small hillside. After going up, the view was suddenly opened.

A small village was located in the middle of several mountains. If it wasn't for climbing up to see it, almost no one could find this place on weekdays.

There were simple wooden houses everywhere in the village. If you counted carefully, there were less than a hundred households.

It was noon, and smoke was curling from the wooden houses.

When Han Yu came in, the pedestrians in the village looked at him at the same time.

"Huh? These villagers are all cultivators."

The spirit of the weapon was a little surprised. If it were in another place, even if a transcendent realm came, it would not be a big deal.

But it is interesting that everyone in a small village cultivates.

The people here seem to be a little xenophobic, and the eyes they look at Han Yu are all very wrong.

Not long after, a few strong men came up carrying farm tools. Wow, they beat the farm tools into... No, they beat the magic tools into farm tools. This place is really special.

"We don't welcome outsiders to come in in our village. If you get lost in the mountains, you can go out by walking west."

A strong man said in a buzzing voice.

"It's very strange here. Everyone has cultivation, but no one looks like a cultivator. Where do they get their resources?"

The spirit of the weapon muttered in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Don't think about that for now. They don't welcome us now."

Han Yu glanced at the villagers with unfriendly expressions and reminded them in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"They are all little cultivators. They can't do anything to you. What are you afraid of?"

The spirit of the weapon didn't care for a while. The highest level of these people in front of him was only the other shore realm. The rest were either the Shenqiao realm or the Shenquan realm. Do they need it to teach them?

Of course, it swept a large area.

Han Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes at it, then clasped his fists towards a few people and walked back.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Don't leave!"

The spirit of the weapon was anxious.

"Are you stupid? This is obviously a village. If there is a conflict, don't even think about using your Hexi Dan."

Han Yu said unhappily as he walked.

The voluntary rules of Hexi Dan restrict people so much that they can't use tricks like ordinary pills. If they really sweep a large area, they will be the ones who get hurt.

"Then don't really leave!"

The weapon spirit was anxious. It was not easy to find such a gifted person, and he couldn't let him go no matter what.

"Who said I was leaving?"

Han Yu smiled and suddenly sank into the ground.

After walking underground for a while, he asked the weapon spirit for directions while changing his position.

"Find the person first and then think of a way."

This is what Han Yu planned.

"We're here!"

The weapon spirit suddenly spoke, and Han Yu stopped and slowly revealed his head.

As soon as I emerged from the ground, I saw a snow-white figure in front of me. The rain and dew on the two Wushan Mountains had not yet dried. The figure also looked over at me in a daze, and her pretty face was filled with shame, fear, and a strong murderous intent...