The stone house was poorly furnished, with a stone table on which there was an empty medicine bottle, a stone bed, and nothing else.

"Didn't succeed in building the foundation?" asked Han Yu with a frown.

A look of shame appeared on Le Xing's face, and he lowered his head and said: "I am ashamed of the grace of the son, I failed to condense the gas and liquid, and I failed to rush through the level. ”

Han Yu's face was expressionless when he heard this, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He prepared a Zhuji Dan and a Zhuji One Treasure for Lexing, and he must have accumulated some things himself, but he still failed to rush through the level and lingered outside the foundation building period.

Han Yu was very impressed by the original foundation building, and fortunately he plotted to seize the snow condensation pill and liquefy the last trace of gaseous mana, otherwise he would have been stopped outside the door of the foundation building.

But Han Yu didn't know that when he succeeded in building the foundation, his reputation in the Imperial Sword Sect gradually rose, and he was considered a little famous.

With his ruined qualifications, with only one Zhuji Dan assisting, the story of his success in building a foundation in the Bibo Hall is spreading.

This trend lasted together for several years, until rumors of his fall were heard.

"You help me with my errands, I will give you the elixir, fair trade, no one is ashamed of anyone. Han Yu said in a flat tone.

When Lexing heard this, he felt even more lost, but he still cheered up and greeted him.

Seeing his appearance, Han Yu waved his hand and said, "We are also knowledgeable, so we don't need to be polite." I happen to have some more things to ask you. ”

When Le Xing heard this, he hurriedly said: "Son, if you have something to ask, I must know everything and say everything!"

Hearing this, Han Yu thought for a moment before asking, "I just came here from the sect, and I don't know the situation here, you can tell me all about the situation here, if you can have the information of the Demon Dao Monk, it would be even better." ”

After Han Yu said this, his expression was very calm, and he didn't ask about the tasks assigned to him back then.

Le Xing thought for a while, and then said slowly: "Childe, I don't know much about the predecessors of Zhuji, but I heard that the Tingfeng Pavilion in the former camp will sell some information, but you have to collect contribution points, you go and inquire, you should also be able to gain." ”

"We confronted the Demon Dao, and the casualties were really heavy. The fellow monks who came with me have fallen by about forty percent, and I heard that the seniors in the foundation building period suffered even greater casualties. The exercises and magic weapons of the monks of the Demon Dao are sharper than ours, and the possibility of winning against them is slim. ”

Speaking of this, Le Xing's tone paused, and a trace of horror appeared on his face, which seemed to be extremely frightened by the Demon Dao Monk.

Han Yu frowned slightly when he heard this, but he didn't say anything, and then went to listen to Lexing's story.

Lexing's narration was very interesting, and he had been telling for more than an hour, and Han Yu had some understanding of the front-line battalion.

"How many Qi Refining Cultivators have you killed since you came here?" Han Yu suddenly asked.

Le Xing was slightly stunned when he heard this, and said with some shame: "Childe, I have been here for more than three years, and I have killed three monks at the tenth level of qi refining, and one monk who has completed qi refining, and I still attacked it when it was seriously injured. ”

Hearing this, Han Yu nodded slightly, and gently slammed the stone table with his hand, as if thinking about something.

Lexing stood aside very interestingly, not daring to disturb.

"Are you hunting alone, or are you walking with people?" Han Yu was silent for a moment and asked again.

"Individually, the targets of the operation together are too large, and the captured booty is also unevenly distributed. Lexing said honestly.

Han Yu listened and nodded with satisfaction.

"I can temporarily lend you a puppet, and my strength is also complete in Qi refining. But every time you hunt a Qi Refining Cultivator, I ask you for fifteen contribution points. It's still the old rule, I don't force it, it's all up to you. ”

"Childe, I'm willing to do this!" Le Xing only thought for a moment and nodded very happily.

Han Yu listened, looked at him seriously a few times, and then took out the silver thing from the storage bag and threw it over.

Le Xing hurriedly caught it, and when he held it in his hand, he found that it was a delicate tiger, covered with silver armor, which looked lifelike.

"The trap is in the tiger's tail, and it can be activated by turning it once. But I want to remind you, don't show this thing in front of people, if I find it, don't blame me for being merciless!" Han Yu said word by word.

When Le Xing heard this, he was full of excitement, and hurriedly promised: "Don't worry, Childe, I will take care of this thing, and I will never take it out if I encounter a strong enemy." ”

Han Yu was greatly satisfied when he heard this, and chatted with Lexing for a few more words, and then pushed open the stone door and walked out.

When he opened the door, he was slightly stunned.

I saw a white-faced scholar standing outside the door, it was the senior brother Wang in the door, and it seemed that he had a good relationship with Senior Brother Hong.

"Senior Brother Han, I really didn't expect you to become a foundation building monk too. I'm going to the front-line camp tomorrow, and I'll take you to meet your fellow sects and discuss the plan to hunt the Demon Dao, I wonder if you're interested?"

"Discuss the plan?" Han Yu had a look of surprise on his face.

"Yes, none of the monks sent by the Demon Dao this time are good at stubble, and it is very dangerous to act alone. After some deliberation, we plan to join forces to deal a more effective blow to the Demon Dao monks. The white-faced scholar said with a smile.

"Oh, I don't have to worry about the safety of my junior brother. Han Yu nodded when he heard this, and said coldly.

"Senior brother, although you are in the middle stage, you still don't know much about the monks of the Demon Dao. If you are killed by those demon monks, it is not as simple as falling on the spot, you will also be drained and refined, and your body will be refined into a war puppet. The white-faced scholar listened to Han Yu's refusal, but still persuaded without giving up.

"Thank you for your kindness, my brother still has some confidence in his strength. Han Yu frowned slightly, and continued to refuse the matter.

"That's really a pity! If the junior brother can enter Wanmayuan and come back alive, he should be able to understand the hard work of the senior brother. When the white-faced scholar heard this, he sighed with some regret, and then took off into the air and flew towards the giant tower in the city.

Han Yumu saw him leave, and then turned around and left, intending to find a place to rest for a while.

.....

A moment later, the white-faced scholar came to a hall.

"Senior Brother, why are you here alone, Senior Brother Han?" asked a blue-robed foundation monk at the door curiously, this person was the monk who guarded the Bibo Hall back then.

He insisted on going it alone and did not want to come. The white-faced scholar sighed and explained.

"It seems that Senior Brother Han has disappeared for so long, thinking that he has nothing to do with the foundation and is blind and arrogant. Leave him alone, he will understand the necessity of teaming up when he comes back alive. The young man said coldly.

In this hall, dozens of foundation-building monks from various sects gathered, and everyone greeted each other familiarly, contacting and discussing the formation of a team.

After two years of running-in, most of the alliances formed were not monks of the same sect. Each sect has its strengths and weaknesses, and only by complementing each other can they survive the fight.

Han Yu sat on an empty stone table, sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, meditating and cultivating silently.

He has no interest in the so-called alliance!

It's not that Han Yu is arrogant, but if he can get away with killing the Demon Dao cultivators, he needs to collect their souls.

It's always a bit bad for this kind of thing to be seen by others.

And he now has a life-saving hole card.

The Demon Yuan sent by Zhao Ziye back then had already understood it thoroughly, and he had also tried it in the cave, and he could drive the six jade skeletons very smoothly.

At the cost of lowering his cultivation by one level, he can also forcibly summon the Bone Demon, and even if he encounters a monk in the Dan period, he can save a small life.

The only thing that's a pity is that there is no rune treasure on my body, and I always feel empty in my heart.

Han Yu suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Yu Ningwu in the stone tower just now, could it be that he was in the front-line camp, fighting with the Demon Dao in Wanmayuan?

Thinking of this, Han Yu put these thoughts aside in his mind and silently cultivated the Divine Forging Technique.

Early the next morning, Han Yu and the other six monks and a group of Qi refining cultivators supplemented the front-line camp and participated in the bloody battle with the Demon Dao.