Chapter 83 The Pill Is Divided Into Three Grades, Which Is the Same in Ancient Times

The lineup for this trip to Yanlai City could be said to be extraordinarily luxurious, with a total of more than 30 people.

Fang Ziyu , who was ranked second among the direct disciples of Zhongju Peak, You Lingqu , who was thirty-seventh, Bai Fengyi , who was fifty-second, and more than twenty elites of the inner sect.

Luo Wengu, ranked ninth among the direct disciples of Xuanhe Peak, five inner sect disciples, including Qin Keqing , and, of course, Xu Han, the guest of Xuanhe Peak.

Even the Grand Ocean Peak sent out a personal disciple and three inner sect Confucian scholars.

But to tell the truth, Xu Han was a little puzzled. The disciples who brought Xuanhe Peak could be interpreted as treating the disciples of Zhongju Peak who might be in their hands in battle, but what was the use of bringing the scholars of Dahuan Peak ? It wasn't that Xu Han underestimated the Confucian scholar, but he secretly felt that no matter how he looked at this demon subduing and demon eliminating, killing people and stealing goods, it had nothing to do with the scholar. In the end, he couldn't rely on them to tell those demons and ghosts about the Great Dao of Sages and influence demons, right?

However, Xu Han was not a meddler. He didn't ask much about this. His goal was very simple. He could protect Fang Ziyu , Qin Keqing and Song Yueming . As for the other people's lives, Xu Han chose to save them if he could. If he couldn't save them, then it was fine.

Yanlai City was not too far away from where Linglong Pavilion was located. If they rode their horses with all their might, they would only be able to travel for three days. However, they brought some Confucian scholars with them. These scholars' bodies were not comparable to their martial arts counterparts, so they had to travel by car. As a result, the speed of the troop was dragged down by them, and it was obvious that they were much slower. The journey that could be completed in three days took eight days for them to arrive.

Fortunately, You Lingqu had learned the bloody lesson from before, so he didn't dare to cause any trouble along the way, which made Xu Han breathe a sigh of relief.

In a blink of an eye, five days passed, and more than half of the journey would take three days to reach Yanlai City .

That night, after everyone had eaten dinner and set up camp, Fang Ziyu gathered everyone.

"The demonic disaster in Yanlai City cannot be underestimated. Li Qing and Yue Ning's junior brothers' strengths are well known, but their deaths are unknown. We must be careful when we go to Yanlai City. The most important thing is to find out the source of the demonic disaster first, and then decide what to do with it."

Fang Ziyu said solemnly when everyone came and sat around the campfire.

"What Senior Sister said is correct. There is indeed something fishy about this matter. We need to be careful." At that moment, a blue-robed man in his thirties nodded and replied, That was Luo Wengu, the direct disciple sent by Xuanhe Peak. He had a righteous appearance and a cheerful temperament. He had a pleasant relationship with everyone along the way. According to Qin Keqing , although he was ranked quite high among the disciples of Xuanhe Peak, his temperament was very gentle. Most of the disciples of the younger generation in Xuanhe were taken good care of by him. There was a saying that he loved the house and loved the crow, so Xu Han's senses towards this person were quite good.

You Lingqu wanted to say something, but when he thought about what happened a few days ago, he felt that his face was shameful. Therefore, he just sat by the side silently and did not express anything.

"Junior Sister, do you have any detailed information?" At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

However, it was the personal disciple sent from the Dahuan Peak . He had an extremely strange name, called Feng Yan .

He was only in his early twenties, wearing a broad white robe and a Confucian crown. He had sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, and red lips and white teeth. At this moment, he pursed his lips and asked with a light smile. Whether it was his sitting posture or the tone of his voice, there was nothing wrong with it. Even if such a person didn't do anything, just standing there was enough to make people look sideways. That unintentional grace was exactly what he had said. Master Mo was like jade, and Young Master was unparalleled in the world.

What shocked Xu Han the most was that he addressed Fang Ziyu as his junior sister.

Although Fang Ziyu was still young, his cultivation was extremely high. He was also the second senior sister of the direct disciples of Chongju Peak.

There were only a few people in the entire Linglong who could address her like this, and apparently, this Feng Yan was one of them.

Even if he was a scholar, Xu Han would not dare to look down on him in such a place as the Exquisite Pavilion, where dragons were hidden and tigers were crouched, and where he sat in such a position as Big Senior Apprentice Brother of the Dahuan Peak .

"No." Fang Ziyu , who had always been neither salty nor insipid to humans, showed extraordinary respect towards this eldest senior apprentice-brother in Dahuan Peak . At that moment, she shook her head with a calm gaze. He said with some distress, "Li Qing, the information that Yue Ning sent back to the mountain gate several times before indicated that he had no clue about this matter. They didn't find any traces of the demon race for a whole month. They even thought that the demon had escaped and were ready to return to the sect. However, they didn't return until later. The sect discovered that the disciples they had brought with them had already died. "

"Dead? Where? Are there any wounds on your body? Don't you know that?" Luo Wenge was a medical student after all. He had always been sensitive to these matters and could even deduce a lot of useful information from these information. That was why he had asked this question at this time.

"No, these news were all reported by the satrap in Yanlai City . They also said that the deaths of the people were extremely tragic and almost impossible to identify. In order to prevent the people in the city from panicking, they treated this matter in secret. Now, the corpses of the junior brothers are still in the satrap's mansion, waiting for us to retrieve them." Fang Ziyu 's tone became a few points heavier as he talked about the tragic news of his fellow disciples.

"Hmph, Yanlai City is a big city within a radius of a hundred miles. Although it is small and full of internal organs, how can there be no coroner? Since he has the corpse, how can he not give out any information?" Luo Wengu immediately let out a cold snort. Obviously, he was dissatisfied with the actions of the Yanlai City Governor.

"Junior Brother Luo's words are not without reason. If the satrap did not do anything because the Imperial Court and the Exquisite Dragon Pavilion were hostile, then it would be good. However, if he was implicated in that evil spirit, then we might have fallen right into each other's hands." Feng Yan took over the conversation and whispered.

"Senior Brother, are you saying that Yanlai City 's demonic troubles are most likely a conspiracy of the Imperial Court to deliberately lure our Exquisite Pavilion to the bait and then break it down one by one, just like our fellow disciples who have been killed everywhere these days?" Feng Yan 's words instantly caused everyone present to feel a chill in their hearts. Only then did they truly realize the dangers of this trip.

"This matter is not yet settled. However, we cannot continue to plan this trip like the two junior brothers did before." Feng Yan 's lips curled into a smile. Obviously, he already had a good plan in mind.

"Senior Brother, don't hide anything. Hurry up and tell me." Someone urged. After all, their lives were at stake. The gazes of the crowd at that time were extremely eager to see Feng Yan .

"The biggest problem with our trip is that the enemy is in the dark and we are in the open. My plan is also very simple. With just a few small tricks, the situation can be reversed." Halfway through his words, Feng Yan stopped and pretended to look at the crowd with a profound gaze.

"Ai, I wonder if all of you scholars like to play tricks. If you don't tell me, I'll go to bed." Everyone's hearts itched when they heard this, only Chu Chouli, who was rolling up his sleeves, shouted impatiently. Hearing this, Xu Han's head went wide. He turned around and glared fiercely at the burly man. Only then did Chu Chouli realize that he had misspoken and hurriedly shut up.

Feng Yan 's temper was exceptionally good. He had been shouted at by Chu Chouli like this, but he was not annoyed. He only smiled slightly and continued.

"Since the enemy and I do not know, And the satrap manor was not necessarily trustworthy, If we don't split up, On one side, Junior Brother You and Junior Sister Bai led the way to contact the satrap in the name of the Exquisite Pavilion. Receive the body, After a few days, Pan Heng made a posture of wanting to investigate, and then returned without success. He used this as an excuse to leave. At the same time, he let the enemies in the shadows relax their vigilance. On the other hand, Junior Sister Fang and I led the enemies in disguise to sneak in and secretly investigate. In this way, the situation between us and the enemy would be changed. The enemies would be bright and we would be in the shadows. At that time, the initiative would be in our hands. Isn't it beautiful?

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone nodded their heads repeatedly. Even Xu Han secretly sighed with admiration that this Eldest Senior Brother of Dahuan Peak was truly capable. Although such a plan could not be said to be very exquisite, even if Xu Han could think of it, he was determined not to be able to analyze the situation so clearly so quickly.

Since the plan had been decided, the crowd did not have any objections. Feng Yan made some detailed arrangements and the crowd dispersed.

"Ziyu." Xu Han, who was walking at the end of the team, suddenly seemed to recall something and stopped Fang Ziyu .

Hearing this, the girl turned to look at Xu Han. Her dark eyes seemed to be able to speak, revealing all the questions in her heart.

"I heard that when the Pill Yang Realm reached its peak, it formed an inner core and was divided into three grades. Do you know the difference?" Xu Han asked in a daze.

Fang Ziyu narrowed her eyes. She sized Xu Han up and down, as if she had seen something, but she did not break it.

"The pill is divided into three grades, low-grade yellow, medium-grade red, high-grade purple. The grade of a Core Formation was largely determined by the strength of a cultivator's zhenqi, and innate talent, For example, your fianc é e is a top-grade purple pill. If there weren't any major calamities in the future, she would definitely be able to ascend to the Immortal Realm, but things in the world weren't absolute. "Speaking of which, the girl's silver teeth were suddenly clenched by her." For example, that idiot surnamed Chen, the Pill Yang Realm produced the lowest-grade yellow pill, but her current strength. "

Xu Han had learned from these few days of interacting that the idiot in the girl's mouth was Chen Xuanji , the eldest senior apprentice-brother on the Chongju Peak.

Xu Han didn't care about the love, hatred, and enmity between the two of them. At that time, he continued to ask, "Is there no other inner core other than this third grade?"

He was originally asking for advice with an open mind, but when the girl heard this, she revealed a look of "Are you an idiot?" Same expression.

"The pill is divided into three grades. It's the same in ancient times. Where did you get the fourth grade?" The young girl said confidently.

"Then" Xu Han wanted to ask something else, but a call suddenly sounded from the crowd. It seemed that a female disciple was looking for Fang Ziyu for something. This girl was always playful, so she couldn't care less about Xu Han at that time. After answering the other party's call, she quickly left.

Xu Han, on the other hand, thought of Fang Ziyu 's words in distress. He stood alone in the night and muttered to himself helplessly.

"The pill is divided into three grades. The lower grade is yellow, the middle grade is red, and the upper grade is purple."

"Then what exactly is my golden inner core?"

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