Chapter 60 Bandit Saint Sect

"This is?" Xu Han was stunned as he looked at the bag in Chu Chouli's hand and couldn't help but feel an ominous feeling in his heart.

However, Chu Chouli did not have the slightest bit of self-awareness in this regard. He excitedly closed them and pulled Xu Han into his room.

Then, he poured everything in the bag in front of Xu Han.

When he saw those things clearly, Xu Han's face instantly darkened.

A pair of stinky used riding boots…

The two wrinkled clothes looked like the clothes of the outer sect disciples…

A few jade-like accessories should be women's possessions…

And some rouge powder, yellowed books…

Xu Han shook the last porcelain bottle as if it contained something like pills.

"These are" Xu Han turned his head to look at Chu Chouli with a dark face. He suppressed a trace of anger in his eyes. Today, Chu Chouli had stolen those chickens and ducks, which had already brought a lot of trouble. At this moment, these strange things had surged over. Judging from his encounter with Chu Chouli during this period of time, it should not be a proper path.

Chu Chouli didn't seem to notice that Xu Han's expression was already extremely ugly. He laughed and patted his chest, saying, "Those little bastards actually dared to surround Young Master today. I can't look over brother, so I went to their residence to rob them. I took these from them. See if there's anything we can use. If you still need anything, tell brother, I'll go and bring them back for you!"

Chu Chouli's words were righteous and righteous, and his bearded face was filled with the slightest bit of shame that a sneaky person should have.

Xu Han felt his brain hurt. He pinched his eyebrows and thought to himself, "Why would the Tiance Prefecture send such a living treasure to protect Ye Hongjian ?"

"You" Xu Han thought that he could also speak eloquently. Back then, he had relied on this skill to make Canghai Liu accept him. However, at this moment, what courtesy, righteousness, shame, right and wrong appeared to be pale and powerless in front of Chu Chouli's face. He pointed at Chu Chouli for a long time without saying anything.

"What? None of them are suitable? It doesn't matter. Tomorrow, I'll go help Young Master, or Young Master will tell me what you want. There's nothing in this world that I, someone from Chu, can't bring." Chu Chouli, however, did not understand Xu Han's pain at all and continued to speak like a river.

"Shun… Shun fart!" Even if it was Xu Han's temper, he would not stop cursing at that time. However, as soon as he said that, he suddenly turned his head to look at Chu Chouli in a daze, and the brilliance in his eyes suddenly lit up. It was as if the hungry jackal had seen the lost sheep, and its gaze was filled with scorching heat.

"Young Noble … you …" Under his eager gaze, Chu Chouli subconsciously hugged his chest and said in surprise, "Young Noble, someone from Chu doesn't want to sell his skills …"

Hearing this, Xu Han was stunned. Looking at Chu Chouli who was panicking like a little wife, his heart felt a chill. "What are you thinking? I'm asking if what you just said is true?"

"Just now?" After hearing Xu Hanzhi's words, Chu Chouli regained his senses. "Young Master is talking about smoothing things, right?"

At this point, the expression on his face immediately changed to one of excitement.

"It's not that someone from Chu boasts, but I'm actually the 63rd generation descendant of the Thieving Saint Clan. There's nothing in the world that someone from Chu can't steal. Even if someone from Chu can't steal it, someone from Chu can still deceive him."

Chu Chouli patted his chest. He was so heroic that he did not have the slightest bit of self-awareness as a gentleman.

Xu Han was too lazy to correct his incorrect three views, nor did he probe into whether the Sacred Bandit Sect that Chu Qiuli had mentioned really existed or whether he had fabricated nonsense, "Then can you help steal a few things?"

"Young Master, just say it." Chu Chouli had the appearance of a soldier dying as a confidante.

"Lou Yun Cao, Bei Mang Hua, Ning Xiang Guo." Xu Han was also accustomed to the dramatic Chu Chouli. He spat out several names in succession.

The righteousness on Chu Chouli's face instantly dissipated, and his tall body seemed to have shriveled up.

He looked at Xu Han with a sad face and said, "Young Master, you are going to let this little one die!"

"What do you mean?" Xu Han was puzzled.

"These are the most precious medicinal ingredients on Xuanhe Peak. Most of them are placed in JiShi Prefecture of Xuanhe Peak. They are heavily guarded by experts of the Dust Leaving Realm. How can I go there?" Chu Chouli's face was filled with indignation.

"But didn't you say that there's nothing in the world that you can't steal?" Xu Han had an impromptu intention. In the end, he did not have much hope of repaying this matter. Naturally, he could not be said to be disappointed. Seeing Chu Chouli in such a state, he could not help but tease.

"Our Saint Pirate Sect cultivates the two techniques of stealing. There are ways to steal, and there are ways to deceive. This is about not knowing who is behind the scenes. This is about being convinced. An expert in the Mortal Realm can't stop a mosquito from flying in. At that time, we won't call it stealing. It's called robbing. It's against the rules. Someone from Chu won't be able to do it." Chu Chouli waved his hand repeatedly.

Xu Han listened with interest. He stretched out his hand and casually flipped through the things that Chu Chouli had brought him. He asked, "Isn't there still a lie? If you can't steal it, you can still cheat, right?"

"This" Chu Chouli was stupefied when he heard this. After hesitating for a long time, he said awkwardly, "This trick is much harder than stealing. My skill is not good."

At this moment, Xu Han took out a yellowed book from the mess. He casually opened it and looked at it, but his gaze suddenly froze.

It was a book called Linglong Shanshui Ji. It was about the history of the Linglong Pavilion. From more than a thousand years ago, the founding ancestor of the Linglong Pavilion began to perform deeds all the way to the sages of the past dynasties.

Most of the sects in the world would sort out such a record. The disciples of the sect also had a copy of it, and it was difficult to investigate whether it was true or false.

Naturally, Xu Han would not be attracted by these superficial stories that boasted about the great figures of his sect. What really caught his attention was the one thing that he had written on the page that he had just flipped through.

"Fourth generation Chongju Peak Elder, young like smoke, exceptionally talented. At the age of thirty-two, he was able to see through the heavens and ascend to the Earthly Immortal Realm on Great Atlas Peak."

"It's time for heaven to be jealous of his talent. Using heavenly lightning as a tribulation, I will punish him."

"Young Ruyan holds Qing Feng three feet, resisting the heavenly lightning."

"When her strength is exhausted, the Heavenly Thunder will be exhausted. At that time, the Heavenly Thunder will feed back and repair her broken body. Her cultivation will advance even further."

Seeing this, Xu Han's body trembled.

He remembered the lightning tribulation he had faced earlier. It seemed to be the so-called heavenly lightning. However, he couldn't understand why something that could only be attracted to an immortal-level expert would be targeted at him. Was it just because he injected demonic energy into the Great Evolution Sword Seed?

Xu Han could not understand this, but there was one thing. Although the lightning tribulation had dissipated, his injuries had healed strangely. Could it be that the lightning tribulation that had dissipated for some unknown reason was mistaken by the heavens and earth for him having passed the heavenly tribulation, and that was why he had nurtured his body, causing him to turn from danger to peace?

This speculation appeared in Xu Han's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it was.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head to look at Chu Chouli.

Perhaps frightened by Xu Han's previous demands, Chu Chouli subconsciously shrunk his neck and said, "Young Master… It's not that I didn't help… To be honest, I'm a family heir of five generations. As the saying goes, there are three levels of unfilial filial piety, and it's great to be without a descendant."

Xu Han rolled his eyes and waved his hand. He interrupted Chu Chouli and said, "Great Atlas Peak has many library pavilions and there are many ancient books inside. I want to help me find records of heavenly tribulation or mortals ascending to the Immortal Realm."

"Huh?" Chu Chouli didn't expect Xu Han to make such a request. The Great Ocean Peak was the grammar place of the disciples of the Exquisite Pavilion. There were a lot of books inside. Although the ancient books Xu Han wanted to find were rare, they weren't considered precious items. He didn't think that the guards would be too strict. Before, Chu Chouli had boasted that Xu Han had beaten the cow back to its original form. He was worried that he would not find a chance to prove himself. He immediately stopped Xu Han's words and patted his chest. "No problem, I will help you get back smoothly."

At this point, Chu Chouli paused and asked, "How much do you want?"

At that time, Xu Han grinned and said, "The more, the better."

…

Three days later.

Xuan'er lay on the stone table in the courtyard, enjoying the rare sunshine in the autumn afternoon. At that time, his amber eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and his expression was intoxicated. It was as if the drunkard had drunk a mouthful of anhydride and was enjoying it incomparably.

On the other hand, Xu Han finally put down the book in his hand called Immortal's Record, and there were already more than ten similar books under his feet.

These were all items that Chu Chouli had returned from the library of the Dahuan Peak these past few days. Apart from some unclear and unfamiliar ancient books, the remaining Xu Han had read them all over these three days. He didn't have any other abilities, but with a single glance, his memory was extraordinary.

The moment he put down the ancient book, Xu Han took a deep breath. Then, he took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, removed the lid, and poured out several yellow pills with faint fragrance.

Based on his experience in learning from the Headmaster, these pills should be called Veluriyam Pills. They were pills that could assist one's cultivation and increase one's internal strength. It was only suitable for early stage of cultivation, when used in the Pill Yang Realm. It was not considered very precious, and of course, it was not cheap. According to a famous sect like the Exquisite Pavilion, it should give some of these pills to the disciples below every once in a while, which could also be considered a benefit for the disciples of this sect.

Xu Han looked at the few pills in front of him and thought about the records in those books, along with some of his own deductions.

He hesitated for a moment, then frowned. A determination flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his head and swallowed the pills.

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