Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

The crazy old man jumped up and down, and Han Yu's eyes twitched, fearing that he would lose his mind and kill him with one move.

The old man doesn't look like a normal person.

"If he is a madman, you'd better follow him. A detached madman is even more terrifying." Xiao Liuli warned earnestly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

What exactly is detachment?

"That is a hurdle that most monks may not be able to overcome in their lifetime. The realm of transcendence has broken away from the extreme level of ordinary monks. There is no trace of true energy in any shot. All the true energy flowing in the body is transformed into spiritual power, moving mountains and filling seas. It’s easy for them to do it.”

Han Yu felt as if he was listening to a fairy tale. This was no longer something human beings could do.

"You're so lucky. There are very few people like this, but you happen to meet them."

Xiao Liuli said in a depressed tone.

The old pharmacist suddenly became quiet and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Keep saying what he likes to hear."

Xiao Liuli urged.

After Han Yu came back to his senses, he quickly added a few words, saying, "It is very rare to control poison to achieve miraculous effects of elixirs throughout the ages. It seems that the senior has created a new school."

Xiao Liuli almost said it in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and Han Yu pretended to relay it.

The old pharmacist looked more and more happy. If others said this, it would undoubtedly be flattering, but Han Yu was different. In his eyes, Han Yu was a magical pharmacist, and the praise from his peers was the greatest affirmation.

The old man was secretly amused, but Han Yu secretly cursed in his heart, "How do you know there is no such thing in the past and present?"

Xiao Liuli sneered, "It's understandable that poison can poison people. It's only possible to use poison to save people. No one who isn't a madman can do it."

At this time, the old pharmacist looked pleased and sat back happily. He grabbed Han Yu's hand and said, "I knew you could come up with that kind of weird elixir, and it would definitely resonate with me."

Next, the old pharmacist started talking, saying that those old guys don't know the stuff, and that the world's vision is too narrow. From time to time, I will add a few words about my thoughts on highly toxic spiritual plants.

In short, Han Yu was confused and understood everything he said, but he didn't understand any of the meaning.

Fortunately, he understood the last sentence.

The old pharmacist said angrily, "Whoever stipulates that poison cannot be used to make life-saving elixirs. People's eight extraordinary meridians have endless magical uses. If you stimulate them with a little poison, you can achieve various magical effects."

Han Yu looked strange and asked curiously, "Have you succeeded, senior?"

"That's natural. Over the past few decades, I have made a cripple's leg meridians intact again, and I have also made a fool return to normal."

Han Yu was immediately shocked. Can poison pills really save people?

But then I thought about it and felt something was wrong. Two successful cases in the past few decades? No one else involved?

"There are only two of us, no one else?"

His damn curiosity made him unable to help but continue to ask.

The old pharmacist looked calm and waved his hand and said, "Of course not. The other patients were impatient and reincarnated without waiting, so they cannot be counted among them."

Blanch!

How many people must have fallen into his hands?

Isn't this old guy a giant of magic?

The old pharmacist looked at him with eyes that made him feel uncomfortable before saying, "When I first heard that girl talking about you, I knew that we were the same kind of people. My Poison Pill Road needs talents like my little friend. "

Han Yu's face turned a little pale and he asked in a low voice, "What do you mean, senior?"

The old pharmacist waved his hand and said, "My little friend, please stay and help me perfect the way of elixir. With your magical skills and my control over poison elixirs, I will definitely be able to compose a poison sutra."

"Zhuo, he's not interested in you, he's interested in Bottle's understanding of the elixir."

Xiao Liuli lost her voice in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Han Yu's expression was ugly. He just wanted to finish the poison sutra with him after he was full, so he immediately said, "I'm afraid I can't help you. Why don't you let me go, senior?"

The old pharmacist, who was still smiling, suddenly turned cold. He looked at Han Yu with a sinister look and said coldly, "Are you looking down on my poison elixir method? Do you think it is impossible to achieve it?"

Blanch it! I can't make elixirs at all, and I can't speak in bottles. How can I help you? I'm afraid I'll die faster if my secret is exposed.

But in the eyes of the old pharmacist, this was tantamount to acquiescence. His face immediately turned pale, and he grabbed the Poison Sutra on the table, with cold eyes, "I thought you really understood my alchemy, but it turns out you were just trying to trick me." ”

Han Yu wanted to cry but had no tears.

Crazy! I put on a show and pretended to appreciate you, so I wanted to stay and make elixirs with you, but now I don’t appreciate you and I’m going to get angry again.

This old man is really abnormal. He is obsessed with alchemy.

"No, he is extremely persistent in the Poison Pill School he created." Xiao Liuli added in a low voice in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"You can't leave here anymore unless I master the poison pill method."

The old pharmacist snorted and said, "Don't expect anyone to save you."

——

"Pharmacist, we saved you."

There was a burst of shouting outside the cave, which was from my cousin. In an instant, a figure came in, but it was not him, but the old housekeeper.

"Are you bothered? I've found the person I'm looking for. I don't need you to stay anymore. You can leave."

The old pharmacist looked at the old housekeeper who came in, frowned immediately, and waved his hand in annoyance.

The old housekeeper's heart felt heavy, and he was almost angry. Such a shameless person occupied the Mo family's spiritual stone and forcibly kidnapped people, and yet he could speak so righteously.

This... looks like a lunatic, with no trace of logic or common sense at all.

How did such a person achieve such a state of cultivation?

"This is another level of detachment, you meet two in one day."

Xiao Liuli said helplessly in Zhihai.

"Move the spiritual stones outside the cave and don't come here again to be an eyesore."

Seemingly thinking of something, the old pharmacist pointed to the outside of the cave and said, then waved his hand with an impatient look on his face.

The old butler was indifferent. He raised his finger and pointed at Han Yu and said, "This person is a guest of my Mo family. I want to take him with him."

The old pharmacist suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter was quite loud, "I have said before that the Mo family cannot suppress me. When has Tiandu Peak ever been afraid of others?"

The old housekeeper's expression suddenly changed, he raised his eyes to look at the old pharmacist, and after a moment he asked in a deep voice, "Which member of the Tiandu Peak Spiritual Medicine Sect are you?"

"Luo Yuqi!"

The old pharmacist replied with a sneer.

"Poison King Luo Yuqi?"

The old housekeeper looked hesitant, and the old pharmacist, or should I say Luo Yuqi, looked impatient, "You can take back the Mo family's spiritual stone if you want it, but this person is of great use to me, so don't even think about it." Come on, get out!"

Han Yu had heard people mention the Tiandu Peak Spiritual Medicine Sect more than once, but he never knew what kind of sect it was.

But looking at the old housekeeper's expression, he seemed to be quite afraid of the Spiritual Medicine Sect.

It can make one of the next three sects fearful. What is the origin of the Spiritual Medicine Sect?

What’s even more incredible is that the old housekeeper actually walked out without saying a word...

——

Outside the mountain stream, my cousin saw the old housekeeper coming out alone, and hurriedly greeted him, asking, "Master Qiu, where is he?"

The old housekeeper looked embarrassed, shook his head, and said, "That old guy turned out to be the Poison King of Tiandu Peak. The other party is willing to return the spirit stone, but your friend..."

My cousin looked anxious and said quickly, "He came here to save me."

The old housekeeper sighed and shook his head, "The other party mentioned Tiandu Peak's name. If I agree, it will be a matter between the Mo family and Tiandu Peak. I have no right to make the decision for the Mo family."

My cousin pointed to himself in a hurry and said loudly, "I, I can, go save the pharmacist. The Mo family is not afraid of a Tiandu Peak Spiritual Medicine Sect."

The old housekeeper looked at his cousin with a complicated expression, shook his head, and sighed, "No, you can't, I can't, and neither can the Sixth Master. Except for the Master, no one has the right to make decisions on behalf of the Mo family."

Moreover, you have no idea what the hell Tiandu Peak is.

Regarding the Tiandu Peak Spiritual Medicine Sect, I have mentioned it several times before. You may think why the Mohists of the next three sects are afraid of it. Don’t worry, the plot will unfold later. This is a good time for them to meet.