Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 351 Go! Make a Fortune by Raising the Coffin

"My lord, it's bad!"

As soon as Zhu Yu heard these two words, he felt bad.

Han Yu just opened his mouth and asked who was the mastermind he was looking for?

It's so weird that things happen so quickly.

"Come back to catch your breath first."

Seeing the palace guards running over in a hurry, Zhu Yu couldn't help but frown and scold them.

But when the palace guard really took his breath away, clasped his fists and spoke, his face changed instantly.

"Sir, something happened in Qingyang Sect."

"Brothers from the nearby Supervisory Department have discovered that a large number of evil cultivators have gathered at your sect."

Blanch!
Is it really so evil?
Something happened to my own master...

"Is it so outrageous?"

Han Yu himself couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Tianji Tower said that he was a jinx, and that bad luck only harmed others instead of himself. He didn't believe it, but he had just arrived here and something happened to Qingyang Sect. It was such a coincidence.

If this gets out, no one will dare to contact him in the future.

No, I would never take the blame even if I were beaten to death.

This is a coincidence, absolutely a coincidence. Anyone who dares to say that he was not beaten to death on the spot would be killed.

The spirit of the weapon couldn't help but burst into laughter in its sea of ​​consciousness, rolling around with laughter.

Han Yu's face turned dark, and he created a tornado in his sea of ​​consciousness, throwing the bastard into a vortex that began to spin continuously.

"I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Little Liuli kept begging for mercy in the center of the vortex, and her eyeballs were already spinning along with the tornado.

"Damn it, anyone in this world can laugh at me, except you and Pingzi. Don't you think about who is to blame?"

Han Yu shouted in hatred, those two bastards, they divided his twenty years of good luck equally, leaving him with a mess of sixty years of bad luck, and they still had the nerve to laugh.

If you were as quiet as the bottle, you wouldn't be so angry... No, it's still good to be angry. Thinking of this, he controlled the storm to sweep towards the bottle.

Unfortunately, the bottle remained motionless. Even the huge storm in the sea of ​​consciousness could not shake it at all.

The spirit of the weapon seemed to have discovered the magic of the bottle. Its little hands and feet moved closer to the bottle in the storm like a breaststroke, then it stabilized itself by holding the bottle's mouth.

"Dog Han Yu, you can't do anything to me, lululu..."

Good guy, you dare to provoke me.

Han Yu was so angry that he couldn't help but increase the wind speed. The entire sea of ​​consciousness was like a doomsday disaster.

But with the bottle stabilizing the wind area, the spirit of the weapon also benefited from it. After being protected, the corners of the dog's mouth suddenly changed.

This made Han Yu very angry.

"Haha, I won't be afraid of you blowing the wind anymore..."

The spirit of the weapon was about to open its mouth with a laugh, but its joy turned into sorrow before it had said half of its words. The bottle, which had been motionless until then, suddenly shook, and a force immediately blew the spirit of the weapon back into the wind zone.

Now it was Han Yu's turn to laugh, and the spirit of the weapon was confused.

"Listen to my explanation..."

"Well, Mr. Han..."

Zhu Yu's face was uncertain for a moment, then he turned his gaze back to Han Yu who was in a daze and spoke shyly.

No matter how outrageous the rumors about Han Yu are, one thing is recognized: this guy's strength is unfathomable.

If something happened to the Qingyang Sect, Moyang City would definitely not be able to rush to help. He couldn't drag the people of the city to their deaths.

The garrison and supervisory departments are no longer able to provide any more manpower. Even if they could, it would be useless as distant water cannot quench immediate thirst.

Now, with such a big thigh right here, Zhu Yu has to place his hope on him.

Han Yu was pulled back from his distraction, and when he looked up he saw Zhu Yu seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Aren't you going to catch the mastermind?"

Zhu Yu laughed awkwardly and spoke.

……

Qingyang Sect.

Li Qingyun had just come out of a day's practice and walked slowly out of the main pavilion. Outside, there were disciples coming and going. Hearing the sect leader's greetings, he felt a vibrant atmosphere.

During this year, he finally made it to the Transcendent Realm at the age of sixty. His first disciple Zhu Yu also broke into the Spirit-Peeping Realm last month, not to mention the new disciple Lin Fei, who in just half a year had gone from nothing to the realm of the other shore with unstoppable force.

He has a photographic memory and can learn anything he learns quickly. His extraordinary talent makes him a rare rarity in the world of cultivators.

Perhaps only the top geniuses among the Nine Sects can compete with him.

In addition, the large spiritual field that was obtained at the beginning brought the cultivation of many disciples under his sect to a new level.

Everything is moving in a good direction. Today, Qingyang Sect has already established itself as a first-class sect. In time, the strength of the sect will surely be able to make it a first-class sect.

When that day really comes, it may not be a bad idea to compete for the position of the Nine Sects of Tianyuan. Even if I can't win, it may be okay to have the reputation of being the tenth sect.

Our Qingyang Sect is far ahead of our peers. The speed at which our sect grows and develops is even faster than our peers.

We must continue to lead in the future.

When Li Qingyun was thinking about how powerful the Qingyang Sect would be in the future, a dark cloud unknowingly covered his head.

It's really annoying!
He flicked his fingers and a breeze blew past, wiping away the dark clouds on the dome.

The next moment, his old face was stunned. What the hell was behind the dark clouds? With his pair of transcendent eyes, if he was not mistaken, these densely packed people were all monks!
On top of the cloud, the man in black robe looked blankly at the people below, and a bad feeling arose spontaneously.

This behavior must be beyond the realm of transcendence, right?

Damn it, he originally planned to come over quietly and launch a sneak attack with a dark cloud hanging over him.

Who is in a state of transcendence and has nothing to do but come out to look up at the sky?

are you crazy!

He raised his hand helplessly, and the lackey monk immediately understood and came forward.

The man in black robe glanced at Li Qingyun who had not yet reacted, pointed at the large iron box behind him, and spoke.

"It's your turn to show off. Go ahead! Make a fortune by raising the coffin."

The monks were ecstatic when they were promoted and made rich, and they said that the master wanted to promote them. If they did a good job, they would have status and resources for cultivation.

Without saying anything, he rushed to the big iron box and without asking for help from other monks, he just dragged it and ran away.

In mid-air, he opened the iron box and a figure jumped out.

Coming for the Qingyang Sect!
Li Qingyun's face suddenly turned cold, and he immediately shouted in a solemn voice, "Qingyang Sect disciples, listen to my order and meet the enemy."

Just as he finished his words, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and smashed towards him.

He quickly formed a circle with his hands, and a round shield quickly emerged under the influence of his spiritual power.

bump!
Under the huge collision, Li Qingyun took several steps back, and all the bluestone bricks under his feet were blown away.

When he saw who was coming, his face suddenly changed.

Corpse!

With such powerful strength, he is just a corpse!
Before he could continue thinking, the corpse launched another fierce attack.

The black spiritual power continued to surge, and the corpse came in front of him again in a few flashes. Li Qingyun put his sword fingers together, and eight golden swords condensed in the void.

Edict!

With a simultaneous swish sound, eight swords flew up and fell to the ground with a bang.

The corpse opened its mouth, and suddenly it split into many ghostly shadows, and all eight swords missed.

The black shadow whizzed past, and the ghost shadow merged into one. In an instant, a corpse emerged from the black shadow, and a fist hit Li Qingyun directly in the face.

"Uncle Master, come and help!"

Li Qingyun gritted his teeth and persisted, opening the spiritual shield again, but was blasted away. His old bones were almost numbed by the force!
He couldn't help but blush, and had no choice but to shout.

This corpse was full of vigor and vitality, and he actually bullied an old man like him who had just reached the transcendental realm.

Wait, I'll call a group of older bones to see if you can chew them.

Just as he finished speaking, three streams of light appeared at the same time and rushed towards the corpse.

Under the sword shadows all over the sky, there was not even a place to stand.

I thought that was the end of the corpse, but I never thought that this thing would dare to step on the intersecting sword lights and endure the damage and wrestle with the three people.

"Why are you still standing there like an idiot? Why don't you help?"

One of the elders with wrinkled skin and white hair turned around and cursed in frustration.

Li Qingyun suddenly woke up from his dream and rushed in...

The man in black robe looked at it for a moment, and when he saw that the time was almost right, he waved his hand.

The lackey monk who had been waiting was so excited that his expression was beyond words. He raised his arm and shouted immediately without any orders from the black-robed monk.

"Follow me and kill him."

I didn't expect that our ultimate weapon is so powerful. As long as the opponent's transcendent state cannot break free, the Qingyang Sect will be easily captured.

The time to achieve success is now!
The man in black robe couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he saw this guy rushing in at the head of the charge, followed by a group of howling people.

Only he understands how this powerful weapon can deceive people.

This was originally a transformed Tiankui corpse, and was once used by Qi Bai and others in Dongling City.

Besides its strong physical body, this thing can only be infused with magical powers or spiritual energy. To put it bluntly, its strength is only temporary.

The ghost thing inside the corpse is the real killer. Once the energy of the Tiankui corpse is exhausted, the adult's hidden hand will break the corpse and escape. At that time...

I don't think any of these idiots will leave alive.

If the monster is allowed to take shape, even I will die.

Thinking of this, he quietly raised his body and hid himself behind a cloud.

Below, disciples of Qingyang Sect kept rushing out and fighting with the evil monks. Various magical weapons were used frequently, and their skills kept colliding with each other. For a while, the sound of fighting reached the sky.

Among them, a graceful figure stood out...

(End of this chapter)