Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Chapter 235 Human-faced sunflower

All disappeared!

The news from the palace guards came a little late, but the news they brought was even worse.

There were only a dozen cultivators in Wushuang Tower, so it was possible that they found nothing.

But Ye Hei sent out all the palace guards in Baidi City, and didn't see a single seed?

"My lord, it's very strange. We also asked the people in the city, and the people didn't know about the seeds falling from the sky."

A palace guard stepped forward to explain.

First, they went all over the city to look for the fallen seeds, and second, they mobilized the people in the city according to Ye Hei's instructions, but the people in the city said that they had never seen the seeds fall.

It would be fine if one or two people said so, but if the people in the whole city said the same thing, then the problem would be serious.

They didn't dare to make their own decisions, and hurried back to report.

After looking at each other and frowning, Han Yu turned to look at them. At that time, he did see the seeds, and then he went to chase Niutou alone. The rest of the things were best known to them.

Ling Wu Ce's face was gloomy. When the blood crow exploded, the sky was full of seeds. They intercepted some of them, and the others that they didn't have time to intercept had already fallen into the city. This happened right in front of them.

Now the seeds disappeared?

"Everyone, run again and tell the people in the city not to go out first."

Ye Hei had a headache. Things could never disappear out of thin air. Besides, Niu Tou couldn't have released these things in such a big way to scare people.

This batch of seeds is definitely a hidden danger!

If they can't be cleared in advance, who knows what will happen then.

Han Yu encountered a lot of weird thorn vines a few days ago. Those ghost things can live on the soil, and they can grow again after being broken. In addition, they are immune to water and fire. If it weren't for the magical fire that Han Yu used at the end, it would probably take a lot of effort to clean them up.

"What happened in Baidi City? Why is it so quiet?"

A slightly familiar voice came from outside, and a figure poking his head in the door looked inside for a while.

Bai Xiangsheng?

Han Yu was a little surprised. Why did this guy come?

The other party was also surprised when he saw Han Yu. He thought, wasn't this guy sent away by Ou Mingdong? Why is he back again?

Then he saw a group of people standing beside Han Yu, with unfamiliar faces.

"Where is Ou Mingdong?"

Bai Xiangdong didn't see his figure among them. The bottom floor of Tianwen Building was built, and he rolled up his bedding and was driven here by the sect.

He thought he came to say hello and would be a neighbor in the future.

But after entering the city, it seemed that the atmosphere in the city was a little wrong. The palace guards were walking through the city, and the people on the street were leaving one by one under the persuasion of the palace guards.

The shops were closed one by one.

Han Yu sighed and told him about Ou Mingdong's recent situation. Bai Xiangdong looked sad when he heard it.

Chao! Something happened in Baidi City again?

It hasn't been long since then, and the corpse refining lineage has started to make trouble again.

Why am I so unlucky? Every time I come here, I come when something happens here.

Bai Xiangdong said with a bitter face, "Why do I always run into this kind of thing every time I come here? What's going on in the city?"

This is even more of a long story. After about a cup of tea...

Bai Xiangdong's first thought was to pack up and go back to the sect.

This broken place needs someone else to settle the score!

He knew that a traitor had killed his eldest disciple in Langya Mountain, but he didn't expect that the underlying reason was for a dragon blood stone, and that the traitor was a nail that the corpse refining lineage had driven into the Nine Sects.

Ou Mingdong was crippled for a dragon blood stone again, and the ones who did it were two transcendental cultivators and a traitor from Langya Mountain.

Now it's Han Yu who's bringing a dragon blood stone and others to cause trouble.

No matter how you look at it, it's a series of big troubles.

"I say, aren't you afraid of messing up?"

He looked at the few people with a strange look. Although he didn't participate in the Dongling City incident, he knew that nearly 40% of his fellow disciples who left the sect were killed or injured.

If this happens again, Baidi City will probably be gone.

Han Yu and his companions also looked gloomy. Earlier, they just wanted to fish out the person behind the scenes. They didn't expect to fish out the corpse refining lineage.

The middle-aged man should be the judge mentioned by Qi Bai. If there is a bull head, there are two people in the Transcendent Realm hiding behind the scenes, but there is no clue about the current batch of seeds.

"But... I seem to have seen the seeds you mentioned somewhere?"

Bai Xiangdong's expression moved. He always had some vague impression of the seeds described by Han Yu.

He just couldn't remember it for a while.

"Actually, I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

Ling Wuce felt some memory after he said that.

Click!

Bai Xiangdong clenched his fist and slapped his palm suddenly. His expression suddenly became clear and he exclaimed, "Throwing beans to make soldiers!"

"Thousand Years of Miscellaneous Essays!"

Ling Wuce exclaimed at the same time. The two looked at each other and nodded at the same time. If I was right, they should have read the same book.

Miscellaneous Essays of the Millennium is a book that records strange stories in the world of monks in the past thousand years.

Very strange? Do you think monks are also gossipy like mortals?

So this book has always been read by monks as a storybook when they are bored.

Bai Xiangdong can read this book out of his own interest and likes to read a lot of books.

Ling Wuce is because Lingjing Tower itself, in addition to the monks' academy, also has the responsibility of collecting various types of cultivation information in the monks' world.

At the beginning, with the mentality of better than nothing, he also included this book. He happened to read it for entertainment, but he couldn't remember the content clearly.

"Spreading beans makes an army? This doesn't look like it!"

Han Yu was puzzled. Although he had not read this book, he still knew the allusion of spreading beans and making soldiers. Shouldn't a group of soldiers be transformed into a group of soldiers by scattering the beans? "What you are listening to is the imagination and legends of mortals. The sowing the beans and forming an army in the miscellaneous treatises is not a one-trick technique."

Bai Xiangdong thought hard about the contents of the book and slowly explained that the book "Spreading Beans and Making Soldiers" records a cultivation system.

It is said that thousands of years ago, a monk once accidentally broke into a secret realm. He thought it was a paradise, but he found out that it was a secret sect. The weird cultivation methods are even more dizzying.

The monks there can use a few stones to arrange a formation to raise a piece of land out of thin air, and can use special rituals to make the dead move again. What impressed him most is that there is a kind of monk inside who can use various strange seeds to summon strange creatures. Weird stuff.

As long as the seeds are sown, either walking woods or flower buds that can eat people will appear. This kind of cultivation method is simply unheard of.

"Why are you looking like this?"

After Bai Xiangdong finished speaking, when he looked up, he found that a group of people looked at each other strangely, and none of them spoke.

"The first one should be similar to the Mo family's mechanism technique, right?"

The corners of Han Yu's mouth twitched. If the formations arranged by stones were changed to the mechanisms arranged by spirit stones, it would be the same as the Mohist's current mechanism technique. After all, the Mohists a thousand years ago had not yet thought of using spirit stones as a medium to create new types of weapon refining. thoughts.

This is too damn nonsense. Is the Corpse Refining lineage so advanced?

There are also rituals that bring the dead back to life, corpse refining?

When I fight against Niutou, doesn't the thorn forest used by the opponent move?

That is to say...

"Is everything recorded in this article true?"

Han Yu actually wanted to scold him. There were traces of the Corpse Refining lineage everywhere, even in this miscellany.

"I'll blanch it!"

Bai Xiangdong actually also reacted. He could naturally think of the things inside. In fact, he had already seen them in reality, including a Mo family, a corpse refiner, and a bull head that Han Yu and others met.

This is supposed to be a storybook, but it also contains the real thing.

"Is there any follow-up?"

Han Yu quickly asked, while Bai Xiangdong frowned and thought for a while, "I remember that the monk in the record escaped from the so-called Utopia after being discovered, and then came back to tell the people around him, but no one believed that one day, he fell down After the rain, he was covered with leaves and died."

The whole story is like a narrative made up in a casual chat, and it has no beginning or end. No wonder no one in the monk community takes it seriously.

"I think I know where the seeds went?"

Ling Wuce's face was as dark as water. No wonder the seeds couldn't be found in Baidi City.

"You don't mean to say that all the seeds are parasitic in the bodies of the people in Baidi City, right?"

Ye Hei guessed a little bit, and his expression was ugly.

"It's raining."

Huangfuliang was leaning on the stone pillar next to him and listening quietly, but suddenly there was a bit of chill on his head. When he looked up at the sky, a drizzle started to fall in the clear sky.

The faces of the group of people changed, and they all chased him out. Han Yu even broke through the air and rushed into the sky.

At the distant city gate, another small black figure appeared. This time Niutou did not have to wait for Han Yu to pass before he disappeared again.

The soft rain was still falling slowly with a slight chill. Han Yu frowned and looked at the rain cloud, and immediately set a fire over it, burning it completely in an instant.

After he came down, Ling Wuce came forward with a heavy face. He had just received some rainwater in his hand and examined it carefully.

"It's not ordinary rainwater. This contains a small amount of spiritual power. The other party should have used corresponding techniques to expel it."

Ling Wuce is also a serious transcendental monk. He also has spiritual power, so his judgment in this regard is absolutely correct.

Snap! Snap!

There was first a noise in the outer courtyard, and then bursts of wailing.

When they were chased out, there were already a dozen famous guards rolling on the ground with distorted faces.

"It hurts! It hurts me so much."

"It's itchy! It's tickling me to death."

"Someone is biting my back, please help me!"

Among the group of people, some complained about pain, some complained about itching, and some kept scratching their backs.

"They were all caught in the rain just now."

Ye Hei carefully noticed that the bodies of the people who fell to the ground were all wet. They must have been the only ones who didn't hide from the drizzle.

"Hurry up and take a look at their backs."

Han Yu suddenly said something. He took the first step, grabbed one of them and tore off his shirt, and then his expression changed.

Fu Wei's originally smooth back now has a palm-sized sarcoma. The sarcoma beat for a while and gradually spread out, gradually forming a sunflower-like appearance.

Then a twisted and strange face gradually appeared in the center of the flower.

"What the hell is this."

Several people on the other side also went to tear open the clothes of the guards and were immediately shocked.

One by one of these palace guards, they all have this weird thing growing out of their backs.

"It hurts me so much, sir, please save me!"

After a palace guard stumbled up, he suddenly rushed towards several people.

When the man got close, he suddenly opened his mouth. Han Yu was the closest, so the monk bit his shoulder.

"Woo woo..."

But his teeth seemed not good enough. It was like biting on a steel billet, and several teeth fell out.

Han Yu knocked him unconscious with a palm strike. Looking outside the hall, the group of palace guards who were still crying out in pain attacked Ye Hei and the others at the same time...