"Implicated?" Yang Leng laughed and said in his heart, "It seems that if you keep this woman, maybe it will really be a disaster." ”

"Yes, it is implicated, and it seems that the implication is not light." Sun Lao nodded seriously and looked at Yang Han solemnly, "It's serious!" ”

"Alright then, I'll take this boy."

Yang Han secretly paid for a moment, and finally nodded.

It's just a mid-stage Qi cultivator, even if he stays by his side, he can only monitor him, and he can't do any substantial harm.

"It's just, who sent this Meng Hui?" Yang Han was suspicious in his heart, but he still looked at the young female cultivator named Meng Hui quietly.

"Okay, since the senior brother agreed, then I can retire." Seeing Yang Han agree, Sun Lao was immediately relieved, and smiled naturally.

"Okay." Yang Han nodded, and after saying goodbye to Sun Lao, he took Meng Hui to a side room.

"You'll stay here from now on, don't come near my room if it's okay." Yang coldly agreed, and walked out on his own.

"I actually asked someone from Xuanyue Water Pavilion to send it specially, and I still have less contact with this person." Yang Han returned to his room, secretly said in his heart, and then gathered his mind and continued to cultivate.

Until midnight, the sound of the watch sounded as promised, reminding Yang Han that it was already midnight.

"Huh? This requiem seems to be different from the past. Yang Han slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

In the past, hearing the voice of this requiem, whether it was before or after taking the poison pill, made Yang Han feel extremely peaceful, but today, this requiem did not make Yang Han relax in the slightest.

"How is this possible, yesterday was fine." Yang Han frowned and said to himself, "Forget it, after breaking through the foundation building period, it can be said that Requiem has no practical effect, so I'd better take the poison pill quickly." Yang Han took out the jade bottle, poured out a bird-black pungent elixir, and threw it into his mouth.

In an instant, Yang Han's familiar burning pain reappeared.

"Sure enough, the effect of the original pill is much better" Yang Han's head was covered with cold sweat, and his hands were propped up from the bed, and he began to resist the poison.

I don't know if it's because Yang Han broke through the foundation building and the requiem is more ineffective, or because this requiem is more different from before, this time, Yang Han felt extremely painful.

On the second day, Yang Han woke up in the early morning.

"Hey, what's that smell?" Yang Han stood up from the bed and immediately smelled the smell of rice, "Could it be that Meng Hui is cooking?" Yang Han secretly said in his heart, thinking like this, it is normal.

Qi cultivation period monks, unlike foundation building period monks, can skip ordinary food. They have to eat every day to maintain their strength.

So even if Yang Han didn't eat it, Meng Hui had to make some for herself.

"Suck! It smells so good! Yang Han took a deep breath again, smiled slightly, and unconsciously, a lot of saliva appeared in his mouth.

Since Yang Han entered the Water Pavilion, he has been conscientiously improving his cultivation, and he has never pursued enjoyment.

Especially the appetite, Yang Han pays the least attention. When it was still the period of Qi training, it was in the attitude that it was enough to fill the stomach.

As for nutrition; For Qi cultivation stage cultivators, there is no need to care.

And after building the foundation, Yang Han almost didn't eat. At this time, when I smelled the smell of rice, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Ugh." Yang Han shook his head, in the end, the foundation building time was too short, and the instinct could not be changed.

Yang Han walked out of the room and walked straight to the kitchen. Since Meng Hui is his own child, it is basic to take care of the master's daily life and diet, so Yang Han plans to fight a tooth sacrifice today.

"Meng Hui?" Yang Han pushed open the kitchen door and walked in.

"Master." Meng Hui looked up and saw that it was Yang Han, and immediately saluted.

"Okay, I'll make me a portion of what you're making now, and I'll eat it later." Yang Han glanced at the stove and ordered.

"Yes." Meng Hui nodded and promised.

"Yes." Yang Han glanced at the kitchen, which he had never entered, nodded, and walked out.

"Huh" Meng Hui saw Yang Han go out, took a long breath, and said happily in her heart, "It's really scary, fortunately, what I originally did was for two people, and I don't have to do it again." A moment later, Meng Hui brought the prepared meal to Yang Han's room.

"Put it down!" When Yang Han saw the food coming, his throat suddenly twitched, such a fragrant meal was the first time Yang Han had eaten it in more than ten years.

Without waiting for Meng Hui to leave, Yang Han went to the side of the meal, picked up chopsticks and ate it. In the cultivation realm, the strong don't need to hide anything in front of the weak, if you have an opinion, I will directly erase you! This is also the reason why many strong people have quirky personalities.

"Nice, delicious!" After taking a bite, Yang Han suddenly said happily.

"It's delicious." Meng Hui couldn't help but smile when she saw Yang Han gobbling up.

"Huh." Yang Han swallowed a mouthful of food and asked with a smile, "Are you good at cooking, did you use it in the cafeteria before?" "Forehead......" Meng Hui was stunned when she looked at Yang Han's childlike smile, and hurriedly replied after coming back to her senses, "No, I said before that I was on the shift in the Water Pavilion before." ”

"Fighting?" The chopsticks under Yang Han's hand stopped, recalling yesterday's events.

Indeed, this Meng Hui did say it, but it was because Yang Han didn't pay attention to it.

"So, up and down the entire Water Pavilion, you are on the shift at midnight?" Yang Han asked with a strange expression.

"Yes." Meng Meng looked at Yang Han's strange expression and replied tremblingly.

"Did you bring something you used for more, I'll listen." Yang Han put down his chopsticks and said secretly in his heart, "No wonder it's different, it turns out that it's a replacement?" ”

"Bring it, these things are made of ordinary wood by myself, so even if I don't play the shift, this is my thing."

Meng Hui explained, taking out two wooden sticks of different sizes from the storage bag.

"Yes." Yang Han nodded and motioned for him to start.

"Bell...... Clang...... Bell ......" After receiving Yang Han's instructions, Meng Yi immediately began to beat.

It was only three sounds, and Yang Han could hear it, this was exactly the requiem that he had listened to for several years before.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Yang Han felt a sense of relief as soon as he heard this.

"Okay, in the future, you will continue to play the watch every day at midnight, but not within the scope of the Quanshui Pavilion, but for me." Yang Han pressed his hand and motioned for Meng Hui to stop,

"In this yard?" Meng Hui put down her hands and said surely.

"Yes, it's right in this yard." Yang Han nodded, go ahead, take these things down too.

For a while, Yang Han was not interested in eating.

"Yes." Meng Hui nodded, took Yang Han's leftovers and retreated.

"It's just strange, it's the same requiem, why are there such a big difference between different people?" Yang Han was slightly irritable in his heart, and Meng Hui's requiem was completely different from the role of others, so that he felt a comfortable resonance from the depths of his heart, and this kind of unknown made Yang Han slightly uneasy.

"No matter, go to Zhou Yan first to listen to the second condition." Yang Han shook his head, as far as it seems that this requiem is more beneficial and harmless to Yang Han, since this is the case, there is no need to worry too much about this matter for the time being.

Yang Han explained to Meng Hui, and his imperial sword flew out of the courtyard and flew towards the place where the guests lived.

Tianshui Pavilion and Youshui Pavilion, these two pavilions occupy a very wide area in the entire Xuanyue Water Pavilion! And the number of his own disciples is actually not as many as the two pavilions of the Flowing Water Pavilion and the Weak Water Pavilion, and the main reason is that this elder lives in the Hidden Water Pavilion, and Keqing lives in the Tianshui Pavilion! The residence of these Jindan monks is extremely wide, and some even move a small hill directly to the Xuanyue Water Pavilion and then live on it themselves.

However, what can be done is also the top-notch existence among the Jindan monks. If it was an ordinary Jindan Great Cultivator, there was only one compound several times larger than the core disciple's courtyard.

"Zhou Yan is worthy of being the legendary No. 1 Jindan monk in the Shengyang Sea area, and this compound is definitely called a palace." Yang Han floated on the road, looking at the extremely huge building complex in front of him, secretly frightened.

"Hehe, this size is nearly ten times larger than the compound of the Jindan Great Monk next to it!" Yang Han smiled and fell.

Flying above these guest compounds is definitely not a wise choice, if the owner is unhappy, it will definitely make you seriously injured and go back.

Moreover, it is also an injury in the dantian and divine sense, which is extremely difficult to recover in a short time, and this injury also greatly affects the progress of cultivation.

This is still normal, if you meet a guest with some ability and a violent personality, it is not impossible to kill you directly.

After landing on the edge of the road, Yang Han followed the avenue and walked all the way to the outside of Zhou Yan's palace.

"Yang Han, an elite disciple of Tianshui Pavilion, ask to see Senior Zhou Yan," Yang Han walked to the door and said to a foundation building Great Perfection male cultivator who was guarding the side.

"Yes, show the second-level best spiritual weapon, or the master's token, if not, please go back." The male cultivator glanced at Yang Han and said coldly.

"Of course." Yang Han nodded, shook his hand, and summoned out a superb flying sword.

"Alright, let's go inside." The man glanced at the flying sword, took a step to the side, and with a wave of his hand, the tight gate suddenly opened without wind.

"Thank you." Yang Han nodded slightly, put away the flying sword, and walked in slowly.

After Yang Cha stepped in with both feet, there was a muffled sound behind him, and the door closed tightly again.

"It's so big" Yang Han ignored the suddenly closed door and walked in.

Originally, I didn't feel it when I looked at it from a high altitude, but now that I was in it, I realized the luxury and extravagance of the place where Zhou Yan lived.

Not only the land occupation, but also the servants and servants in this palace, there are also a lot! And there is no shortage of foundation building monks among them, here, although their status seems to be a little higher, they still shuttle through the crowd from time to time, and they are obviously not managers.

"This guest, the master is now resting in Wolong Pavilion, and I will take you over."

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