Han Yu opened her eyes, a sharp light flashed in her eyes, words were muttered in her mouth, and countless black mist poured into her mind on her fingertips.

Then he took out a black porcelain bottle from the storage bag, poured out a pill from the bush, and poured it into the woman's mouth.

Han Yu looked at the unconscious woman and breathed a sigh of relief.

This spell was obtained from the storage bag of the monks of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and it was called the Suppression Technique. Don't look at the loud name, but this spell is very chicken.

This is because this spell can only be cast on mortals, not monks. And it only allows the mortal who has received this spell to tell all the secrets of the spell, and at the end of the spell, to tamper with the memories in his mind.

In addition, this spell also requires that the cultivator's cultivation must be to build the foundation, but the divine sense must be particularly strong, and the monks in the early stage of foundation building are generally not qualified to practice this technique.

Due to the various limitations of this spell, there are very few people who are interested in practicing this spell.

Han Yu also killed a demon cultivator and learned only when he had nothing to do. His spiritual power was already extremely powerful, and he didn't encounter the slightest obstacle in cultivating this spell.

He didn't have time to use it in the grove a few days ago, and this monk was the first person he used it, but he didn't expect it to succeed in one fell swoop.

There was a commotion downstairs, and some miners couldn't wait to come here to take care of the bustard's business.

Han Yu cautiously swept around with his divine thoughts, and released a humanoid puppet and asked him to gently shake the flower bed.

"Crunch" "Crunch"

The old bustard twisted his waist and personally greeted the guests to the second floor, passing by the door and hearing the continuous shaking of the bed inside, he went downstairs without care.

When the old bustard came downstairs, Han Yu wrapped the girl's head with spiritual power, and countless spiritual lights wandered around, and the spiritual light had merged into it and disappeared.

The woman woke up and turned around, and immediately sat up, her eyes glazed and blank, looking directly at Han Yu without saying a word.

"Who are you and when did you come to this city?" Han Yu looked at the woman and spoke slowly.

The time of the Tranquilization Technique could last for several hours, and he didn't need to worry about this woman suddenly waking up.

"The little girl Yinghong has lived in this city since she was a child. The woman said expressionlessly.

"When did those immortal masters enter this city?" Han Yu continued to ask when he saw that it was effective.

"Those immortal masters in the city came to Xilan seven years ago. The woman continued.

"Tell me what happened after these immortals entered the city. Han Yu said lightly.

"Yes!"

"After these immortal masters came to Xilan City, they sent the residents of the city and the surrounding areas to the surrounding mining areas to mine ore, leaving only the restaurant, the fireworks alley, and some rice shops. The city is only bustling on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, and curfews are imposed at other times. ”

"What about the magnates in the city?" Han Yu's mind moved slightly, and he asked in a low voice.

"The City Lord's Mansion had fled before the Immortal Master came, most of them had fled, and a small number remained in the city. Now the lord of the city is the former General Lee....."

“......”

Han Yu asked the questions that he had already thought of on the road one by one, and the situation in Xilan City had gradually become clear in his mind.

After asking all the questions, Han Yu's spirit sank into his mind, and he falsified some memories, and the woman fell asleep groggily.

"This city should not be guarded by the power of the infant. Han Yu looked at the sleeping woman, all kinds of thoughts kept swirling in his mind, and he made this inference after a while.

He sat cross-legged on his bed and quietly activated the dozens of puppets left behind in the West Side, allowing them to disperse in search of information.

The sun is rising, from the four city gates there are constantly cars and horses into the city, the city becomes a little lively, all kinds of restaurants, the place of the wind and the moon is full of people, those shopkeepers and bustards, one by one smiling without seeing the teeth.

From sunrise to sunset, the convoy was endless, filling several warehouses in the west of the city.

But they didn't notice that in the warehouse, a few inconspicuous ants followed the carriage in and crept out of the crack in the door.

Han Yu shared the vision of the puppet and found that these warehouses were all partitioned, and the low-level, middle-rank, and high-level spirit stones were all stored separately.

The sun set, and the afterglow fell, gilding all the houses.

The four city gates slowly closed, and the cultivators who were practicing in retreat in the north of the city quietly gathered in a certain warehouse of high-grade rough stones.

Most of these people have the cultivation of foundation building, the monks in the early and middle stages of foundation building account for the majority, and the monks in the later stage and the consummation account for a minority, and the clothes on these monks are different, but he all knows that they are the monks of the five sects of the Demon Dao.

Han Yu also recognized some familiar faces, the triangular-eyed monk of the Tiansha Sect, called Wu Sen, has five copper rings on his body, what is the name of the Five Elements Ring, the cultivation is in the late stage of foundation building, and he has killed three or four monks of the Exorcism Alliance on the front line.

There is also a boy with braided hair, who looks white and chubby, and is very cute. But he is a foundation building perfection monk of the Demon Yuan Sect, and a yin and yang demon skill on his body is very amazing, he has seen him suck a fat man from the Fire Spirit Sect into a skeleton.

Standing next to him, the young man with a pale face who looked like he was about to fall in the wind. This person's name is Chang Xiaofeng, his cultivation is not high, he is in the middle of foundation building, but he is cautious, and he doesn't know how many times he has wandered within the scope of his supervision, but he didn't find a chance to kill him.

Of the twenty or so monks present, he could recognize five or six, and the rest were all fresh faces.

Han Yu was secretly surprised in his heart, this was the protective power on the surface of Xilan City, and there must be some of the power hidden underwater.

Just as he was assessing the strength of the Demon Dao monk, a man wearing a golden mask and a woman in her twenties walked out side by side.

Han Yu's face showed a hint of strangeness, this masked man was too familiar to him.

It is the young master of the Tiansha Sect - Zhao Ziye!

The two have been together for a long time, and Han Yu recognized his behavior, walking steps, and personality through his behavior, walking steps, and personality.

As for the one beside him, it should be Lin Yao from Qingyuanmen.

Han Yu had heard Zhao Ziye say more than once how good Miss Lin Yao was, and now that she looks at it, she is really extraordinary.

After so many years, Zhao Ziye is still in the consummation of foundation building, and he has not yet condensed the liquefaction pill, and his cultivation should be much stronger than back then.

"Fellow Daoists, it's still the old rule, after those mortals leave, a group of three will be responsible for supervising, and each group will be responsible for three days, you have no opinion. Zhao Ziye said slowly.

"I have no opinion, it's all up to Childe's arrangement!"

"My old Xu is contemplating an exercise, and I also ask my son to put my guard back down!"

"I'll do it first..."

“......”

The cultivators still gave Zhao Ziye face, and said with a smile on their fists, everyone put forward their own different needs.

"I and the Harmony Guild will listen carefully to your requests and will do our best to make arrangements. After my father-in-law and I communicated to the two uncles in the town, the number of spirits on duty this time increased to 600 spirit stones. The woman on the side stepped forward and said with a chuckle.

"Then thank you Fairy Lin!" all the cultivators were overjoyed and said with their fists clenched.

Zhao Ziye coughed lightly and continued to arrange other trivial matters. After talking for half an hour, the cultivators gathered here dispersed in a hurry.

Zhao Ziye and Lin Yaohe didn't stay long, and left with the crowd.

"Two senior uncles?" Han Yu showed a look of thought through the information fed back by the puppet, and a stone in his heart fell to the ground.

The thing he was most afraid of was that there was a Yuanying monk in the city, because with his realm, he couldn't understand that kind of realm, and he might be able to envelop the whole city.

But it's much simpler!

Han Yu had seen the fighting methods of the monks of the Dan Stage several times in Wan Ma Yuan, and knew that the divine thoughts of the Dan Stage were also limited, and he should not be able to find any trace of Shi Ling.

Han Yu was not a person of ink, so he quickly made a decision, quietly slapped his thigh, and a silver light quietly sank into the ground and disappeared.

Han Yu used his mind to quietly guide the stone spirit to the warehouse full of rough stones, and quietly absorbed the innermost low-level rough stones.

Through the perspective observed by the ant puppet, the two Qi Refining Cultivators guarding outside did not notice any movement in the warehouse, and were chatting energetically about some interesting stories in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.