The yellow fir man who was floating on the side grabbed the head of the puppet warrior with his hand, and then he swept it with his spiritual power, frowning slightly.

"I didn't expect this person to integrate some of his divine thoughts into the puppet, could it be that the blood soul spell would be attached here. This man's scheming is really terrible, but he doesn't know what his purpose is. The yellow cedar man was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said calmly.

"I naturally noticed this, I don't know if Brother Heng's iron-armored corpse can find other clues. The soap-robed monk couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis in his heart, and there was always a feeling of being led by the nose.

"That thought has dissipated, and it will be difficult for my ironclad corpse to trace his existence. However, if Brother Deng is willing to give away that Night Wandering Ghost Essence Core, I am sure. When the Huangshan man heard this, he laughed a few times, and a bright smile welled up on his face.

"The essence core of the night wandering ghost, Brother Heng's news is proficient! But Brother Heng wants to get his hands on it out of thin air, isn't it a little taken for granted. ”

"If Brother Deng is willing to take out the essence core, he will see what Heng has on his body, although he said it clearly. The cedar man laughed.

When the soap-robed monk heard this, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said unceremoniously: "Simple, Brother Heng's Pure Yin Fire is pure, I want to get three white bone Yin Flames within five years." ”

The yellow cedar man who said this sentence frowned, and after a while, he said slowly: "Okay, deal!"

"Of course, the premise is that you can catch the man!" said the soap-robed monk with a twinkle in his eyes.

"This is nature! I can promise my fellow Daoist that I will capture this life in front of Daoist friends within a month. The Huangshan man said confidently.

The soap-robed monk didn't say anything, took a bleeding page from his storage bag and flew towards him.

The yellow cedar man slashed his finger with a sharp weapon, and a drop of blood fell onto the page, and a one-horned blood-red demon flashed and collapsed.

The soap-robed monk didn't want to rub it over, and as soon as he flipped his hand, a round ball the size of an egg that was constantly surging black gas appeared in his hand, and he threw it over without thinking about it.

"Brother Heng's iron-armored corpse swallowed this essence core, and after forging his body in the Extreme Yin Land for one or two decades, the possibility of being able to advance to the silver corpse increased by three points. However, this corpse can find people by swallowing the essence core, and I really haven't heard of it. There was a hint of doubt in the soap-robed monk's voice.

The Huangshan man did not get angry when he heard this, and as soon as he ingested the essence core, he stuffed it into the mouth of the iron armored corpse, and the armored corpse let out a terrible long howl, and black gas continued to gush out of his body.

"This is unfounded, it is better to let the Taoist friends see it for themselves. The yellow cedar man's eyes lit up as he looked at the mutation of the armor corpse, full of confidence.

The long howl of the ironclad corpse lasted for a long time, and after it stopped, an extremely strong wave surged all over its body, stronger than that of a monk who had built a perfect foundation!

Then the iron-armored corpse actually dragged the puppet armor's head over, and gnawed it vigorously, and in a blink of an eye, the head was gnawed completely.

Then the ironclad corpse let out a few strange roars of excitement and circled around the Huangshan man.

The old man of Huangshan calmed him down with his divine thoughts, and said with a chuckle: "Brother Deng, this iron-armored corpse of mine has already smelled the residual divine thoughts, and Daoist friends can rest assured this time." ”

"Hmph, in a month, I'm going to see people. The soap-robed monk nodded coldly and fled in the direction of the Nantian Mountain Range.

The yellow cedar man watched the soap-robed monk leave with a smile on his face, and the smile on his face gradually retracted.

"Just in case, I'll need to give you some back-up. The yellow cedar man looked at the zombie next to him and muttered to himself.

.....

Han Yu returned to the small building where he lived, looking a little strange. There was some excitement and some anxiety in his heart, his secret had been discovered, and he didn't know when the old ancestor would return to the valley.

If this is a head-on collision, the consequences will be a little unimaginable.

Han Yu just sat like this and waited for the dawn, carefully combing through what happened yesterday in his mind, and felt that there was no omission, so he was relieved. Now he wanted to go to the Medicine Garden immediately to the Horse-faced Monk, and it was best to escape from this place as soon as possible.

Thinking like this, Han Yu walked out of the house.

He was wondering what kind of reason he was looking for, after all, it was usually the time for monks to meditate and breathe.

As soon as Han Yu walked out, he saw several Qi Refining Stage disciples cast surprised looks.

His heart suddenly woke up!

Han Yu smiled at several Qi Refining Stage disciples, found a clean place outside the attic, and silently closed his eyes and spit out.

Until Chen, before Han Yu opened his eyes, he felt a faint light coming towards him.

Before Han Yu could get up from the ground and retreat, the horse-faced monk asked with a smile, "Brother Han still has this habit?"

"The spiritual power outside the house is always more than the inside of the house. Han Yu stood up, arched his hand and said.

"Brother Han, now that the spiritual power is the most abundant at this time, I will take you to the medicine garden to pick it, so that the medicinal properties can be best preserved. The horse-faced monk looked proficient.

As soon as Han Yu heard the thought, he had already thought of paying attention, nodded and followed him towards the direction of the medicine garden.

After passing through the two large arrays, Han Yu came to the medicine garden and found that these flowers and plants were stained with some dewdrops, which were actually made of liquefied spiritual energy.

Han Yu entered the medicine garden, quickly communicated with Qing Teng, and was overjoyed to learn that he had absorbed enough aura, but then got another bad news.

Han Yu kept looking left and right as a thief, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that those spirit flowers and spirit grasses could still maintain their appearance.

The two soon came to the sunny hillside, and Han Yu took out the medicine shovel in a bit of a hurry.

"Brother Jin, I'll go over and pick first. Han Yu said with a smile while communicating with Qing Teng in his mind.

Han Yugang walked to the center of the medicine garden, squatted down, and suddenly took out a brocade box from the storage bag and threw it over.

The horse-faced monk was slightly stunned, took the brocade box and looked at it, and found that it was a pale golden spar.

"Golden Spirit?" the horse-faced monk's pupils shrank sharply, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

He hurriedly put away the brocade box, and saw that Han Yu in the center of the medicine garden was carefully shoveling the surrounding soil, and put the fire sun flower into the jade box together with the soil.

But he didn't notice that the moment the fire sun flower was put into the red jade box, it melted into juice.

"Brother Lu, I really deserve such a generous gift. The horse-faced monk said that he was ashamed, but he had a smile on his face.

"Haha, maybe there will be trouble with Brother Jin in the future. Han Yu snorted and said with a smile.

The two walked a few steps, and Han Yu suddenly said, "Brother Jin, I'll leave first! I still have some urgent things to do when I go to Qincheng." ”

The horse-faced monk had just received a heavy gift from Han Yu, and he didn't doubt it in his heart, so he said with a smile: "Then I'll send Daoyou out." ”

The horse-faced monk sent Han Yu to the edge of the sea of fog, opened the passage for Han Yu with the array flag, and said with a smile: "Brother Lu, don't leave it at that." ”

"Goodbye!" Han Yu rushed to Shi Li and fled towards the sea of fog.

When Han Yu disappeared in the passage, the horse-faced monk took out the brocade box from the storage bag again, and looked at the gold essence inside, his face full of joy.

"I really hope to meet Brother Lu again, this kind of fat sheep is really rare. The horse-faced monk whispered.

He was about to deal with mundane matters, when the huge bell rang from afar.

The horse-faced monk's face changed drastically, and his mind went blank.

The bell rang for a long time before it slowly stopped.

The horse-faced monk's face became extremely ugly, and when he saw several monks fleeing in a large array, he hurriedly greeted him.

"What happened?" said the horse-faced monk, looking extremely ugly.

"Uncle Jin, it's not good, all the spirit grass in the medicine garden has rotted!" said a square-faced monk in the Qi refining stage in a panic.

"What!" the horse-faced monk couldn't help but raise an octave.

Then, as if he remembered something, he hurriedly waved the array flag in his hand to close the fog sea passage, and took out the array disk from his arms, and found that the people inside had already fled without a trace.

"Damn!" the horse-faced monk hurriedly took out the array flag and waved it again, breaking through the foggy sea passage again, wanting to chase after him.

But at this moment, the sea of fog array rolled for a while, and the hole that had just been exposed disappeared into the mist. And the white array flag he was holding in his hand also spontaneously combusted for no reason and burned into ashes.

At this moment, more than a dozen rays of light flew from the direction of the attic, and the horse-faced monk surrounded the center with an unkind face.

"What do you want?" roared the horse-faced monk angrily.

"Brother Jin doesn't need to be excited, I just heard the Soul Bell and haven't understood the situation yet. Just act according to the rules left by Deng Laozu. A male cultivator in the late stage of foundation building arched his hand towards the horse-faced monk and said calmly.

"Nephew Hua, what happened in the medicine garden?" Seeing the fear flashing on the horse-faced monk's face, the male cultivator Zhuji's face also turned gloomy.

"Uncle Zhong, Medicine Garden... Medicine Garden.. All the elixirs in it, all rotten..."The disciple said tremblingly, his tongue like a knot, and his words were not able to speak.