As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

After Han Yan left, a triangle-eyed disciple behind her stepped forward and fisted Liu Hanqing.

"Disciple Lin Yanshu, meet the deacon!"

After the triangle-eyed disciple bowed, he began to take out the elixir from his storage bag.

"Lin Yanshu, thirty first-level elixirs and three second-level elixirs!"

At this time, a foundation-building deacon was holding a jade slip in his hand to record the elixir each disciple received from the Qixia Secret Realm.

"Are you sure that's all?"

Seeing that Lin Yanshu only took out this small amount of elixir, Liu Hanqing looked suspicious and asked Lin Yanshu.

"Deacon, this disciple knows that his cultivation level is low, so he only searches for elixirs outside the Qixia Secret Realm!"

When Lin Yanshu asked Liu Hanqing, a trace of panic flashed on his face, but he quickly recovered.

At some point, Gui Yazi, who was already sitting in the rocking chair, looked at Lin Yanshu with a cold look in his eyes. Lin Yanshu's little move naturally could not be hidden from Gui Yazi, who was the real Jin Dan.

However, Gui Yazi did not kill Lin Yanshu on the spot.

Instead, he looked like he had found nothing, lying leisurely on the rocking chair, like a mummy that had been dead for hundreds of years.

"Let's go over there!"

After receiving Lin Yanshu's affirmative reply, Liu Hanqing waved to him and motioned for him to leave quickly.

"Thank you, Uncle Deacon!"

Because Lin Yanshu collected too few elixirs, he did not get a [-]% share of the elixirs.

After Lin Yanshu bowed respectfully to Gui Yazi, he headed towards the outside world, just as he passed by the spirit-seeking mouse.

Without any warning, the spirit-seeking rat jumped from Liu Hanqing's shoulder to the storage bag on Lin Yanshu's waist. Moreover, the spirit-seeking rat made a rapid "chirp, chirp, chirp" sound from its mouth.

"stop!"

When Liu Hanqing saw the performance of the soul-seeking mouse, he didn't know that Lin Yanshu had a secret elixir on his body, so he directly reached out to stop Lin Yanshu who was about to leave.

A team of law enforcement disciples immediately stepped forward and knocked Lin Yanshu to the ground, then escorted him to Liu Hanqing.

"Brother Deacon is wrong. I'm so confused for a moment that I beg you to let me go!"

When Lin Yanshu jumped onto his storage bag, Lin Yanshu thought to himself, "Oops."

At this time, Lin Yanshu was being dragged by the law enforcement disciples like a dead dog. He was so frightened that his legs were paralyzed and he kept begging for mercy.

"Take him down, peel off his skin first, and then refine it into a blood elixir!"

Xue Wuya's eyes were cold and he gave deep instructions to the law enforcement disciples.

Liu Hanqing took a picture of Lin Yanshu's storage bag with one hand and put it in his palm. After some exploration, Liu Hanqing showed a smile on his face.

"Uncle Ghost Master, Senior Brother, this guy really has something good in his storage bag!"

Liu Hanqing took out a jade box from Lin Yanshu's storage bag, reached out and opened the lid with a slight slide.

Inside the jade box, lying quietly at this moment, was a fruit that was completely blood red.

"Hey, the third-level spiritual fruit Blood Flame Fruit, this is a good thing for fire spiritual root monks to refine and refine their spiritual roots. Although the effect is minimal, it is still quite rare!"

Gui Yazi, who was like a mummy, suddenly let out a cry when he saw the blood-red fruit, but he quickly regained his composure. Gui Yazi did not have fire spirit roots, so he was not very interested in the blood flame fruit.

When Xue Wuya saw the Blood Flame Fruit in the jade box, his behavior was completely opposite to that of Gui Yazi. There was undisguised greed on his face as he looked at the Blood Flame Fruit.

"I have dual spiritual roots of fire and gold. If I get this blood flame fruit and take it, I will only need to increase my fire attribute spiritual roots a little."

"Coupled with the addition of a golden elixir, I can be [-]% sure of breaking through to the golden elixir stage!"

At this time, Xue Wuya was thinking about how to obtain this Blood Flame Fruit from the old monster of Jin Dan in the sect.

After Lin Yanshu's incident, the following disciples were obviously much more honest and no longer had any secret possession of elixirs.

After burning the incense, Fang Han saw that there were no more disciples in front of him, so he walked towards Liu Hanqing calmly.

"Disciple Fang Han, meet Deacon Liu!"

Fang Han cupped his fist and saluted Liu Hanqing, then took out the elixir prepared in advance in the storage bag, three 500-year-old third-level elixirs, and a plant of Fantasy Heart Grass, Lily Flower, and Black Blue Grass.

"very good!"

Liu Hanqing's eyes narrowed with laughter when he saw Fang Han take out a third-level 500-year-old elixir.

Gui Yazi also raised his eyes and looked at Fang Han with admiration.

"Master Nephew Fang, take this token. You can use this token to go to the alchemy hall to exchange for five foundation-building pills!"

Liu Hanqing changed his name to Fang Han directly to Fang Nephew. He took out a silver token and handed it to Fang Han.

"Thank you, Deacon Liu!"

Fang Han pretended to be very excited, took the token from Liu Hanqing, and saluted him again with a fist in his hand.

"Fang Han, if you encounter any trouble in the sect, you can come to our sect. As long as it does not harm the interests of the sect, our sect can still help you solve some small matters!"

"Thank you, Sect Master, it is natural for my disciples to find elixirs for the Yin Demon Sect!"

Fang Han naturally knew why Xue Wuya was suddenly so enthusiastic about him. It was just because he was optimistic about himself and wanted to draw him into his faction.

In response to this, Fang Han pretended to be flattered, and then made a solemn speech about his loyalty to the Yin Demon Sect.

"Hahaha, our Yin Mo Sect wants to have disciples who are as outstanding as Fang Han and consider all the disciples of the Yin Mo Sect. Everyone should learn from Fang Han!"

Xue Wuya set Fang Han as a role model for all his disciples and asked his disciples to learn from Fang Han.

The disciples in the audience all rolled their eyes when they heard this, and even Fang Han himself coughed lightly in embarrassment.

"Fang Han, you go down and rest first. You must be tired from your trip to the Qixia Secret Realm in March!"

Liu Hanqing patted Fang Han on the shoulder, and then looked very concerned about Fang Han.

"Elders, sect masters, deacons, and disciples, please take your leave first!"

Fang Han clasped his fists at Gui Yazi and the others again and walked out.

When Fang Han passed by the spirit-seeking rat, Xue Wuya and Liu Hanqing looked at the spirit-seeking rat at the same time, wanting to see if it had any reaction.

But unfortunately, when Fang Han passed by the spirit-seeking rat, the spirit-seeking rat didn't react at all, which made Xue Wuya and the two a little disappointed.

They originally thought that Fang Han could produce these three 500-year-old third-level elixirs, and that he might have more precious elixirs on his body, but the result made them both a little disappointed.

"You greedy bitches, sooner or later I will make you spit out what you get ten times and a hundred times!"

Fang Han kept paying attention to the reactions of Xue Wuya and the others from the corner of his eyes. Seeing the fleeting look of disappointment on their faces, Fang Han knew what they were thinking.

Fang Han, who had his back turned to everyone, raised the corners of his mouth with a mocking smile.

After Fang Han left, handing over the elixir did not end, but the process of collecting the elixir continued.

No disciple could come up with any elixir that could compare with the three 500-year-old elixirs, which made Gui Yazi and the others a little disappointed.