One day half a year later, a wagon roared into the Black Cloud Castle.

A man who looked like a scholar was directing mortals to move the sundries from the carriage into a warehouse, when suddenly a light fell near the carriage.

"Childe!" The scholar was looking at the account book in his hand, and was taken aback when he saw the man, and hurriedly saluted.

"Brother Han, you have worked hard in the past six months. The man said with a little emotion.

"Since I have agreed to serve under Childe, then these things are what I should do. The scholar said very seriously.

Seeing that all the mortals had entered the warehouse, the handsome man took a white skeleton from the storage bag and handed it over, and said with a smile: "Since Brother Han is serving under me, don't shirk the reward he deserves. It's not a smooth journey now, you can save your life with this skeleton. ”

As he spoke, the man handed the scholar a broken skeleton, took out a black-filled book from his body, and whispered: "This is the Demon Yuan Decision, it is the secret book of our Demon Gate, and even the blood demon can control it when it has been cultivated to the fifth layer." ”

"Childe, you also know that I am interested in cultivation...."The scholar frowned and said with a wry smile.

"This has nothing to do with cultivation, it's for you to save your life, if you die, who will do things for me!" The man couldn't help but stuff the classics and skeletons into the scholar's hand, turning into a ray of light and going away.

The scholar looked at the books and skeletons and shook his head slightly, stuffed them into the storage bag, and continued to arrange for mortals to do things.

But when he walked into the no-man's alley, a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

This scholar is naturally Han Yu, and it was Zhao Ziye who just forcibly stuffed him with the classics.

In the past six months, Han Yu has been conscientious and diligent, and has spared no effort to transport the materials of the Tianshui Sect to the Black Cloud Castle.

He proposed to Zhao Ziye that it was too obvious to use flying magic weapons to transport, and it was too slow to use storage bags, so he proposed the idea of letting the mortal convoy transport it.

Han Yu made a perfect plan to reduce the spirit stone magic weapon and other materials to zero and transport them separately, even if there was a problem with which team, it didn't matter the overall situation.

Zhao Ziye saw the perfect plan, so he asked Han Yu to carry out the plan.

Han Yu then asked Zhao Ziye to issue some orders and coordinate some matters, and the plan was carried out smoothly five months ago.

Seeing that those spirit stone raw materials were safely transported into the Black Cloud Castle, several elders in the Dan Stage were very satisfied.

Of course, there was no shortage of red-eyed people anywhere, and soon some monks questioned it, saying that Han Yu was greedy for a large number of spirit stones in it.

But when Zhao Ziye took out the entire plan and presented it to several Jiedan elders, he found that Han Yu had not participated in the specific plan at all.

He was only responsible for bringing the mortal convoy into the Black Cloud Castle and transporting the materials to the warehouse, and everyone knew that there was no oil or water to be fished in the process.

The voices questioning the ink were gone, but more voices were coming out.

It is said that Han Yu is a dog raised by Zhao Ziye, let whoever bites bite bites. Zhao Ziye heard the gossip and went to find Han Yu, but Han Yu behaved very indifferently.

Zhao Ziye has listened to his words and watched his actions in the past six months, and gradually let down his guard. This person is just like Wu Le's evaluation--- he is obsessed with learning and does not ask about cultivating immortals.

He tried dozens of times in the past six months, deliberately revealing some information in front of others, but each time Han Yu left with interest.

But he was very obsessed with some classics, and he buried himself in reading them in his spare time. As long as there is leisure, I will be made in a pot of tea, sit in the shade of the tree, and hold the book and sit from sunrise to sunset.

Zhao Ziye thought that his vision of seeing people was absolutely right, and he thought about giving a skeleton with perfect qi refining in Sansan, asking him to cultivate the Demon Yuan Decision, and wait for the big wedding to place a soul lock spell.

.....

The green leaves on the trees slowly turned yellow, and then slowly fell with the wind.

The north wind whimpered, and a goose feather snow slowly fell.

Han Yu was sitting in his cave mansion, leisurely drinking fragrant tea and reading a classic book in his hand.

The codex had already been read, and the book in Han Yu's hand was like a travelogue borrowed by Zhao Ziye.

Han Yu was looking at it intently, and suddenly a faint light fell outside the cave.

Han Yu was startled and hurriedly stood up, but the person who came said with a smile: "Brother Han doesn't have to be polite!"

Han Yu poured him a cup of fragrant tea, and the two talked about miscellaneous matters for a while, and the man said with a hint of joy on his face: "Brother Han, tomorrow you will go with me to escort the dowry, and I will go to marry the beauty." ”

"Congratulations to Childe!" Han Yu hurriedly congratulated.

"Miss Lin married several maids, and they were all as beautiful as flowers. Most of them are Qi refining perfection cultivators, and their qualifications are not bad. Zhao Ziye said with a smile.

Han Yu had a faint smile on his face, did not answer, and promised to escort the dowry tomorrow.

Zhao Ziye nodded with satisfaction, promising that in addition to cultivating the exercises, Han Yu could read other books, and Han Yu's face showed a look of joy.

Han Yu stood at the door of the cave and watched Zhao Ziye leave, and continued to read.

He had never made any small moves since he came to Heihe Fort, and it took a whole year to gain Zhao Ziye's initial trust.

He had just promised to read the classics, but Han Yu didn't take it to heart.

....

Early the next morning, Zhao Ziye took Han Yu, Wei Chuyang, and an ordinary-looking mid-stage foundation building monk, and the four of them stepped on the teleportation array together and teleported to Tiange Castle.

Zhao Ziye confessed his guilt and went to a secret room alone.

After a tea time, Zhao Ziye came to Han Yu and asked him to transport the dowry to a carriage.

Of course, the carriage is not a carriage in the world, but there are three cyan horses in front and a carriage that can seat eight people in the back, which is a top-level flying magic weapon.

"Brother Han, you can carry these troubles. Zhao Ziye pointed to a pile of items and admonished, thought about it, pointed to a few wooden boxes and said: "These are dowry gifts for Miss Lin, and they are the best materials for refining flying swords, you have to take care of them." ”

"Childe rest assured. Han Yu nodded seriously.

Han Yu's eyes swept and he instructed several Qi Refining Cultivators to put these things on the carriage and carefully checked them again.

Zhao Ziye went to deal with a few things, and half a day later, the four of them sat in the carriage together and left Tiange Fort.

"Brother Zhao, is this carriage a magic weapon that flies so fast?" Wei Chuyang, who was sitting on the side, exclaimed.

The speed of the carriage's flight was lightning fast, and it could fly dozens of feet away with just one flash.

"This artifact was obtained by my grandfather from his adventure in the cave, and it is an artifact of the Ancient Demon Sect. Although this "Flowing Cloud Vehicle" is very fast, it must consume high-grade spirit stones. You must know that in ancient times, high-grade spirit stones were not very rare. Today is also to get married, if it were a normal day, I would not use this thing. Zhao Ziye said with a smile.

Han Yu sat in the back, listening to the three of them chatting without interjecting.

Suddenly, he felt a slight itch on his face, and before he could be stunned, a mask as thin as a cicada's wings fell.

Han Yu was stunned, and suddenly reacted, the phantom face had reached the three-year limit!

When Han Yu arrived in Xuanhuang City, he had been carefully calculating the use time of the phantom face, and as long as he returned to the cave, he would restore his original appearance.

But since the foundation was built, the phantom face has not been taken down on the face, and at this time it has reached the deadline and automatically falls off.

"Brother Han, marrying a woman in this mundane world...."Zhao Ziye was in a good mood, and just wanted to turn his head to ask about the customs in the mundane, but when he turned his head, he saw a strange pockmarked face.

Before Zhao Ziye could react, a sword of spiritual power appeared in Han Yu's hand, slashing heavily towards the groove next to him!

Then he summoned his hand, took the rarest wooden boxes in his hand, and rushed out while the carriage was out of control.

Wei Chuyang and the monk in the middle stage of foundation building were full of shock, but Zhao Ziye had already remembered that this pockmarked face and the wanted portrait were completely consistent!

The carriage rushed forward dozens of feet away and stopped in mid-air, and Zhao Ziye flew out with the two of them without saying a word, suspended in mid-air.

"Who are you?" Wei Chuyang said angrily as he looked at Mazi in a green robe.

"Your Excellency is really good, and you have been dormant beside me for more than a year. Your purpose is to get the bone-controlling law. Zhao Ziye's face was extremely gloomy.

Han Yu looked at the murderous eyes of the two of them, and threw out a pale yellow ball from the storage bag that had already placed the spirit stone.

The yellow ball turned into countless fragments and formed a set of armor on the body, and a murderous aura rose to the sky!

Of course, Han Yu would not do such a stupid thing of one enemy and three enemies, of course, he wanted to rely on the machine armor to escape quickly. Idiots will do stupid things like one against three.

Zhao Ziye saw the machine armor on Han Yu's body, his face was extremely gloomy, and a feeling of being played like a fool spread all over his body.

"You are the core disciple of the Heavenly Gong Sect?"

Zhao Ziye tried to use words to test it, and at the same time took out the net-like magic weapon in his hand, and quietly instilled the magic weapon into it, wanting to take him down when he relaxed his guard.

Han Yu didn't answer, and there was a creaking sound from the machine armor, and two bamboo tubes appeared behind him, spewing out a dazzling white light. In the blink of an eye, Han Yu flew out more than a dozen zhang and flew away quickly.

"Brother Wei, you go and ask Uncle Wang to come to help! Brother Lan, you just stay here and wait for someone to come from the castle, I will chase this person, he can't escape!"

Zhao Ziye put on a golden mask with a gloomy face and commanded gloomily.

Before the words fell, Zhao Ziye took out a pair of wings that were bubbling with black gas, and quickly chanted the spell, and in an instant, the black mist entered his body, and with it, it turned into half-zhang long black wings and chased towards Han Yu.

"Brother Han, don't you know! This pair of black magic wings is even faster than the flying car just now, you can't escape at all!"

After escaping for a moment, a cold voice reached Han Yu's ears.

Han Yu turned his head slightly, and saw a man wearing a golden mask chasing after him, with a pair of black wings behind him, and in a few moments, he came to a hundred feet behind him.

Han Yu's face turned cold, he didn't pay attention to it, and pressed the bulge on his arm, and three more bamboo tubes appeared behind him.

Han Yu stuffed eight medium-grade spirit stones in one go, and the five bamboo tubes behind him erupted with white light together, and Han Yu's speed was more than doubled!