Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 390: Die Later and Don’t Die

How to ruin a person's temperament with just one sentence.

This is the moment.

After the Taoist's words were spoken, Han Yu attributed the Taoist's original carefree temperament to the old rogue.

What do you mean by hard? This is such a vicious word.

Shouldn't this kind of thing be said by people like Elder Luo?
The Taoist didn't seem to notice Han Yu's strange expression and was still admiring Han Yu's performance.

It’s not about performance, after all, he was beaten up from the very beginning.

But the bright spot of Han Yu is that he can still hold on after being treated so harshly by his split soul, which is quite amazing.

“There is some promise, but not much.”

The Taoist said, smacking his lips.

There are as many geniuses in the world as stars, and he has seen all the most amazing ones, so Han Yu's performance only won him a compliment at most.

Of course, that was also because he didn't know Han Yu, and he didn't know that he had grown to this point in just one year.

At this time, Han Yu was able to move more or less, and his broken bones had all healed on their own, so when he propped himself up and got up, the Taoist praised him again.

"Okay! I was wrong. He has a bright future and is very resilient."

With such recovery ability, he is indeed a first-class monk who can withstand blows.

"Senior, who are you?"

Han Yu couldn't help but ask his doubts.

To put it bluntly, considering the strength of the split soul, it would only take a wave of its hand to crush any force.

There is also this Taoist priest, whose strength is even greater than that of the other party. It seems that the two sides have a grudge against each other and are definitely not in the same group.

More importantly, how could there be such a terrifying monk in the world?

He originally thought that the Transcendent Realm was the ceiling for cultivators, but he didn't expect that there was someone above the ceiling.

He had too many questions, but it was obvious that the Taoist did not have the patience to explain.

He waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "There's no need for you to get involved in who we are. Just focus on your work and stop asking around."

After saying that, he glanced in the direction of the top of the city again, and waved his hand gently. Jiu Zong and his group finally came back to their senses, but they were also panicked.

They had no idea what had just happened, and judging from the sky, it seemed that quite a while had passed.

Especially looking at Han Yu who was covered in scars below, even he was beaten like this.

Where is the wax-faced man?

Soon they discovered the Taoist priest again, and they all became alert.

"I don't know why that old ghost is thinking about you, but don't be afraid. If you see him again, just try to hold on for a while and don't die so quickly."

"You won't have to die when I get there."

The Taoist priest said a few words casually and took a step forward. When he looked again, a green leaf appeared in the sky again.

It was still floating, swaying, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Han Yu was still immersed in the other party's words and did not react for a long time.

What does it mean to hold on a little longer when you encounter something? If you die later, you don’t have to die…

This is too much of an opinion of oneself.

After the Taoist left, a group of people swooped down and chased after Han Yu.

"In the end what happened?"

"Who was that person just now? His speed was so terrifying!"

"That cult guy?"

Han Yu had a lot of questions, but the old men from the Nine Sects had no fewer questions than him, asking them one after another like a machine gun.

Being in the middle of it, I was overwhelmed by the questions and quickly waved my hand to stop a few people.

"Stop, let me talk first."

……

After a quarter of an hour, not only the nine sect elders, but also Ling Wuce, Gao Feng and others felt a chill down their spines.

It turned out that it was not an illusion, they had indeed been controlled for so long.

As for the horror of split soul, several people still have lingering fears, especially the elders of the nine sects.

They were thought to have reached the top of the world of monks, but in the hands of people like Fenhun, they were no different from minor monks.

This is a huge gap.

Xiao Shui's previous narration and Han Yu's guesses were far less useful than letting them experience it personally.

“The entire monastic community has never heard of such a terrible person.”

Ling Wu Ce sighed deeply. Not only had he never heard of such a terrifying person, but he had never seen such a terrifying person appear in the history of the cultivator world in the compilation he presided over at Lingjing Tower. The elders of the nine sects were like eggplants hit by frost, and they were all silent.

"I'll go with you to the Inspection Office!"

The one who spoke was the Grand Elder of Piao Miao City. At this moment, his expression was solemn, with a hint of anxiety and confusion.

If the corpse refining lineage is so strong, then the Nine Sects really need to think carefully about cooperating with the court.

He was not the only one who had the same idea as him, the other eight sects also responded.

As for Han Yu, when Ling Wuce asked him if he wanted to go together, he shook his head.

"I have other things to do."

He still has a list of ten lucky monks on his hand, and he also urgently needs luck to strengthen himself.

The split soul has clearly set its sights on me. Although I am safe in the short term, there is no guarantee that it will suddenly jump out and beat me up one day.

"They are interested in your secrets. From now on, it will not be you who will cause trouble to them, but they who will cause trouble to you."

The weapon spirit had a solemn expression on its face. It was tied to Han Yu, and if Han Yu really suffered a loss, it would not be able to escape.

As for the matter of the Fire Spirit, they can only wait for the help of the Mohist School. If the Mohist School can really solve the problem of the Fire Spirit's weakness, Han Yu can be strengthened once more in a short period of time.

"Senior Mo, please take care of the Fire Spirit."

Han Yu took out the Forget-Year Pill and handed it over. This was what the Mohist elders deserved after persuading the Fire Spirit.

"Don't worry, I know this matter is important to you. I'll let Xiu Wen handle it personally when we get back."

The Mo family elder took the pill and nodded.

My cousin, Jimo Xiuwen is already the most accomplished one in the Mohist school. The fact that he can be in charge of it personally not only shows the attitude of the Mohist school, but also shows the relationship between the Mohist school and Han Yu.

Han Yu couldn't be more relieved to have his cousin do it.

……

Climb up the Que Tower.

The Supervisory Department has already gathered the leaders of the nine sects, and the nine elders are also among them.

Che Dapao and Quan Xiaotong had tense faces throughout the whole process, especially after listening to Ling Wuce's detailed account, their expressions became even uglier.

The corpse refining lineage actually has such a terrifying cultivator, how deep should their foundation be?

Quan Xiaotong's guess about it was already bold enough, but he never thought that the other party only sent out one cultivator, which was enough to overturn most of his speculations.

How could such a force be in a dormant state? It would be too easy for them to do anything.

Not to mention overthrowing the world of monks, it would probably be easy to overthrow a dynasty!

"You said there was another enemy on the other side. Was it him who showed up and saved you?"

Quan Xiaotong asked suspiciously.

"That's what Han Yu said."

Ling Wuce nodded. Han Yu was the only one who knew the specific situation, and he had heard all of this from Han Yu.

After all, he was the only one who was not under control at that time.

"So, in that case, besides the Corpse Refining Sect, there is actually another force in the dark that is against them?"

As for why I make such a guess, with the background of the corpse refining lineage, it is impossible for that Taoist to have such confidence and it is impossible for him to fight alone.

The only explanation is that they are equal forces.

This is a mixed bag.

On the bright side, a force as terrifying as the Corpse Refining Clan is not dominated by just one person.

Of course, there are disadvantages as well. Without knowing the Taoist's background, the Fifth Floor did not dare to contact him rashly.

The cultivation level of this kind has reached a level that they cannot understand, and no one can guess what they are planning.
"What do you think?"

Quan Xiaotong then turned the conversation to the people present, namely the leaders of the nine sects and their great elders.

He knew clearly the intention of Jiu Zong's coming, which was nothing more than that he was afraid and wanted to seek closer cooperation.

But it's one thing for him to know, and another to let them speak for themselves.

The fifth floor must definitely take the leading position in the cooperation, so don’t speak in a hurry.

Especially in front of these big sects, when they were weak before, only the Mohist School, Wushuang Tower and Nanli Jianzhai were more inclined towards them.

Of course they were well aware of the perfunctory attitude of the other few families.

Now they know they are afraid and want to form a group. Quan Xiaotong and Che Dapao can still accept it, but they can no longer get big profits from this side.

Moreover, they have already formulated the premise for cooperation.

In response to the chaos caused by the corpse refining lineage, the Nine Sects used their influence to call on all the major sects of the righteous path to help the Fifth Floor quell the rebellion.

Secondly, we will join forces with all the major sects to form an alliance and investigate all the evil forces. No matter how many puppet forces the corpse refining lineage has, we will eliminate them all.

(End of this chapter)