Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

When Han Yu opened his eyes again, he realized that he was no longer in the suburbs.

My whole body was numb, sore, swollen, and painful, all sorts of sensations were present, and my lower body was terribly hard.

Reach out and touch the steel plate!

No wonder it’s not comfortable to lie down at all…

Blanch!

Why is there a steel plate?

Han Yu's whole body suddenly became excited and he woke up. He raised his eyes and looked around. In front of him was an iron prison made of fine steel.

There was nothing around, and there was an iron cell next door. At this moment, a head as swollen as a pig's head was looking straight at him.

Yankong had a look of hatred on his face, and his teeth were almost grinding to the point of sparks.

If it weren't for this guy, how could he have endured so much pain?

"Haha! You deserve today too."

Another laugh came, with a tone of relief.

There was a person hanging on the torture rack not far from the iron prison, covered in bloodstains, and it wasn't Yan Bing.

Was I fucking dragged into the prison cell of the town guard?

When Jiju ran to the iron bars and punched him hard, a huge roar resounded throughout the cell. The iron bars were not damaged at all except for the constant shaking.

"There is no need to waste your energy. This is a prison built by the Mo family. It cannot be easily broken by external force."

Yan Bing laughed happily.

Han Yu frowned and backed away. A red fire lotus kept compressing under the iron bars. Just when he was about to detonate it, a sigh came out helplessly.

"Why don't you try to see if the cell door is closed?"

There was a sound of footsteps approaching from far away, and Ling Wuce walked in with Nan Sheng and Zhao Yulin who looked complicated.

Han Yu was stunned for a moment, then quickly went to the cell and pulled gently.

It really doesn't matter.

Ling Wuce glared at Zhao Yulin and explained.

"I brought you back after you were knocked unconscious by Jie Lei. I originally asked this guy to arrange a place for you, but in the end he arranged for you to live here."

When the person was handed over to Zhao Yunlin, the guy patted his chest and said he would handle it well.

As a result, after asking, he was put in jail?

Zhao Yulin drooped his face bitterly, mainly because he didn't want to put this guy in jail, he was in an unreasonable state of mind!

Han Yu ran away after causing trouble twice in a row, leaving him squatting on the spot like a fool for a long time. He turned around and fled back to the inn to rest.

So infuriating!

At this time, Ling Wuce walked up quickly, his eyes bright.

"I have helped you to overcome the disaster, now it is your turn to fulfill your contract."

Say it! Pretending to mutter to himself.

"I'm just above the ordinary, and I know a lot about boxing."

Such a detached old man said in front of you that he knew a lot about fists and kicks, which made Han Yu laugh and cry.

Not to mention he knows a lot about fists and kicks, he can control himself even without fists and kicks.

"What's going on with these two?"

There were many things that Ling Wuce was curious about, such as the two cells.

Han Yu gathered his thoughts and suddenly remembered Yan Bing's gloating about his misfortune just now, and couldn't help but feel happy.

"The man on the torture rack took one of my elixirs. It can stop any pain within a year. The side effects are that they will break out nine times a year later."

His voice was not low, even Yan Bing could hear it clearly, and his face immediately turned green.

After receiving so many beatings, if he breaks out...

"So if you have nothing to do, you can fight more, save more, and wait until it explodes..."

Han Yu didn't finish his words, leaving the rest to everyone's imagination.

"Damn it, I thought he was a tough guy, but it turns out he is like this. Starting tomorrow, I will call him four times a day to arrange for him."

Zhao Yulin rolled his eyes at Yan Bing. Yan Bing was immediately frightened and kept exclaiming.

"I'll tell you whatever you ask, I'll tell you."

"Tell me what you want to say, and the great monk will tell you what you want to say."

Zhao Yulin sneered and ignored him. Naturally, a specialized monk came to repair him later.

Han Yu glanced at Yankong with ill intentions and said suddenly.

"Great monk, let's dance."

After Yankong looked stunned for a moment, the strange feeling in his body came again, and then his hands and feet began to lose control and danced clumsily.

Really unable to watch, Han Yu quickly stopped after taking a few glances.

"The elixir you took is called the Elixir of All Requests. Now you are blessed with merit and good luck in times of trouble."

Whether it was Yankong himself or the people in the prison, when they first heard these eight words, their eyes were filled with fire, just like Han Yu's eyes when he saw the elixir for the first time.

Then Han Yu's next words were like pouring a plate of cold water into a hot pot.

"The side effect is that you will respond to anyone's request. As long as anyone makes a reasonable request, you must do it."

"Can't we do without this thing later?"

Zhao Yulin felt as if he had finished a pot of soup and there was a rat tail in the soup. It made him feel uncomfortable just thinking about it.

If there were no side effects, I would have to eat this thing even if my legs were broken!

But this side effect... let's forget about it!

Zhao Yulin's scalp went numb just thinking about it.

Not to mention Yankong, he is a great disciple of the evil way, and he will respond to every request for the rest of his life. What if he is allowed to stand still and wait for death when others come to kill him?

What if someone has malicious intentions and wants me to die in various ways?

If nothing else, if you meet someone like Yan Bing, there are enough ways to make your life worse than death.

The more I think about the days to come, the paler my face becomes.

Facing Zhao Yulin's question, Han Yu shook his head and said casually.

"That won't work. My pills all have side effects."

As for the side effects, Ling Wuce's heart was slightly moved. The Xingchen Sect was like this, the Xiao family's young master, Lu Dayou, and the rest were unknown, but I guess they were all like this.

"Let's go to another place. I have many questions to ask you."

After saying that, he held Han Yu in one hand and Nan Sheng in the other and disappeared into the prison.

——

After the surrounding scenery changed vaguely, the next moment, the three of them had appeared in the inner courtyard of Zhao Yulin's government office.

Han Yu was pushed to sit down in a daze. Ling Wuce sat beside him and leaned forward to ask.

"I know that your elixir has all kinds of magical properties. Tell me what's going on, Mr. Xiao? There is also Lu Dayou. It is said that your elixir can enhance your strength with luck."

Han Yu hesitated after reacting, and then asked in the sea of ​​consciousness.

That period of fog still hasn't dispersed, but the fire in the sea of ​​consciousness has long since disappeared. It must have been divided between the bottle and the weapon spirit when he was unconscious in the prison.

"You can tell the functions, but the order must be reversed!"

Xiao Liuli's voice suddenly came from the mist.

After understanding this, Han Yu eloquently explained the effects of the elixir taken by Young Master Xiao and Lu Dayou.

After the young master of the Xiao family exhausted his luck for thirteen years, the effect of the medicine was to achieve a level beyond the realm of voyeurism.

After Lu Dayou exhausted his luck for a year, the effect of the medicine was to break through the realm of the other side and go straight to the realm of seeing myself.

Although there were files in Chongming Tower, it was another thing to actually hear Han Yu talk about it in person.

Ling Wuce couldn't hold back the joy in his heart and pressed on.

"If luck is exchanged for cultivation, what about other things besides cultivation?"

"If you don't answer, the old guy will lie to you."

Xiao Liuli quickly shouted in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Han Yu opened his mouth to speak, but immediately closed his lips and reacted at the same time.

I never said anything about exchanging luck, so the old man was talking in a roundabout way.

Seeing that Han Yu was silent, Ling Wuce's eyes flashed with a strange color, and then he smiled softly.

"If luck is the cause and what you get is the effect, then can your elixir reverse the effect and use it as the cause?"

I still can’t answer this even without the reminder from Qi Ling.

Han Yu only gave elixirs, but Hexi Dan obviously did not qualify as elixirs. Not to mention Hexi Dan, the elixirs that sometimes appeared in the bottles were not within the category of elixirs.

It's more of a rule than a pill.

But I can't explain it. Is it possible that my elixir can really do it?

The bottle focuses on balance, one drink and one peck, one gain and one loss.

Weapon Spirit...Han Yu still couldn't understand the key points of the rules of Weapon Spirit.

Hexidan's rules seemed like a fair deal, but they also exceeded the limits of those geniuses.

Moreover, in the face of energy, the spirit of the weapon is more likely to lose its temper than the bottle.

"I wonder if your elixir can do it?"

It seemed that this point was very important to Ling Wuce, so he repeated it again.

"what to do?"

Han Yu knew that he still couldn't get around it, so he could only continue to convey his thoughts towards the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Just tell him he can't do it."

Xiao Liuli hummed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ling Wuce naturally didn't believe it. These scenes and events couldn't be explained.