The two late-stage qi-refining female cultivators who were originally touching Han Yu moved to one side, allowing Han Yu to have his own position on the carriage without having to sit on their laps.
After all, the views of the Yin Yang Sect monks are different from those of ordinary people.
They have lived in the world of female supremacy for a long time, but there is no saying that being touched and fucked is a disadvantage. For the monks of the Yin Yang Sect, this is just like how few men think that being touched by a girl is a disadvantage...
Is it possible that I sucked the penis dry by myself, or will I suffer the consequences?
Han Yu was sandwiched between the two eldest sisters, and he felt like he was the boss of the girl. He felt uncomfortable all over.
Especially knowing that among the beautiful young women staring at him with cold expressions, there may be his future mother-in-law...
Although he was not sure whether he wanted to follow Dr. Mo's arrangement and become his son-in-law, the women in this litter were indeed more beautiful than the last.
"What are you doing here in Linzhou City?" the beautiful woman surnamed Yan said as the representative of the girls.
"I was just traveling around and happened to pass by, otherwise I wouldn't have left the seal given to me by Master Mo in Qixuanmen." Han Yu replied helplessly.
"That would be such a coincidence."
"It's really just a coincidence."
"..."
"I read the letter my husband gave me. He asked you to take care of our orphans and widows after his death... What do you think?" Mrs. Yan asked straight to the point.
"Han is determined to be on the high road..."
"Okay, we understand, this is the best." Han Yu was interrupted before he finished speaking.
Mrs. Yan was also worried about what would happen if this boy really wanted to marry his daughter according to the wishes of that damn ghost Mo Lang.
It was very embarrassing for the two of them, who were strangers to each other, and she didn't want her daughter to marry a man she had never met.
Now since this guy Han has no intention of going to this point, it's easy for everyone to discuss it.
"Tianxie said in the letter that my daughter also has a dowry treasure. He wants to use this thing to attract you, right?"
"That treasure is a piece of jade, which can slightly increase the cultivation speed of monks in the Qi refining period. If you need it, I can give it to you as a return of the favor."
"Uh... I still don't need it anymore."
Han Yu thought for a while and unexpectedly declined the gift.
He already has a mysterious vial and uses it to ripen high-level elixirs. Now he relies on the medicine-taking flow to upgrade. Compared with the normal cultivation speed, which is as slow as a snail, Han Yu doesn't care much.
"What about your sister?"
"She is just a mortal without spiritual roots."
"Cultivating immortals now does not require spiritual roots..."
Mo Caihuan, who was sitting next to him, muttered.
When she heard Han Yu's words, she already knew that he must be a lucky person with true spiritual roots.
"What?! What that senior said is actually true?!" At this time, Han Yu began to recall what Bai Mo said in his mind.
Originally, these memories have become very vague, and it is really not easy to forcefully recall them.
"Otherwise, why do you think everyone in our Mo family is a monk..."
Han Yu slapped his forehead and realized something was wrong. His reaction was too slow.
"Really possible?!"
He and his sister have been dependent on each other since they were young. Seeing that the other person is unable to practice and can only live, grow old, sick and die like a mortal, and finally turn into a handful of loess with no intersection with him. This is definitely not the ending Han Yu wants!
"So, what's the price?"
"Reduced life span by twenty years."
"Is it mine?"
The beautiful woman surnamed Yan smiled and said nothing, and did not directly deny it. She seemed to want to take the opportunity to test Han Yu's humanity.
"..."
"Okay, what should I do?"
Han Yu thought for a while and finally made up his mind.
He was very confident that with the help of the mysterious vial, he would be able to reach the realm beyond the foundation building period.
And since the foundation period alone has a lifespan of 200 years, losing twenty years is not a big price to pay.
"It's not you, it's your sister's twenty years." After hearing Han Yu's affirmative answer, the beautiful woman surnamed Yan gave the answer with a smile.
Mo Lang was right. This guy was not a ruthless, selfish guy.
"This family is full of ruthless people..."
After some pleasantries, Han Yu's sister was also pulled onto the Yin Yang Five Elements Jue pirate ship. The two groups merged into one group and slowly entered the city.
"I heard that Linzhou City is holding some kind of immortal induction conference. As long as you give money, there will be immortal cultivators who will teach you spells... Could they be your people?"
After the relationship between the two parties eased slightly, Han Yu suddenly asked.
"The Immortal Attraction Conference, training class, including teaching spells, no spiritual roots required... Someone is actually faster than us?!" When Mo Fengwu heard these keywords, he immediately realized what was going on.
They thought they were already the fastest and furthest one, but to their surprise, someone else got ahead of them.
…
"Master, I have a greeting card, and the person who comes claims to be a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect."
"Yin Yang Sect?!" Zhao Zilin was immediately startled.
They opened training classes under the guise of being personally taught by Yin Yang Sect disciples. Now is Li Gui meeting Li Kui?
"How many of them are there?"
"There are fourteen people in the drawing room."
"Inform Master Shuijing and Master Jinguang and ask them to come over immediately."
"yes."
Having just finished dealing with a group of students from the golden class, Zhao Zilin hurried to the living room before she even had time to freshen up.
There were fourteen women sitting neatly in the hall, not a single man. Han Yu's sister sat at the end, and he himself did not appear, probably to avoid embarrassment.
Seeing the arrival of the rightful master, Mrs. Yan, who was vaguely the leader of the crowd, stood up.
"Welcome to all fellow Taoists of the Yin Yang Sect..."
Although she didn't know any of these women, since they claimed to be members of the Yin Yang Sect, some of them had significantly higher cultivation levels than herself, so Zhao Zilin could only greet them bravely.
"I don't remember you in the Yin Yang Sect. Who are you? Why do you act under the banner of my Yin Yang Sect?"
The first person to speak here was not Mrs. Yan, but a late-stage Qi Refining monk from the Yin Yang Sect. It is taboo to pretend to be a member of the sect.
"This...Mr. Shui Jing, you are finally here."
Zhao Zilin, whose scalp was numb from being questioned by the soul and didn't know how to answer, felt as if she had found a savior when she saw Master Shui Jing coming in a hurry.
"Men? Since when did the Yin Yang Sect have male disciples?"
Master Shuijing, who came after receiving the notice, looked around and realized something was wrong, but he had no choice but to step forward.
Suddenly, he seemed to recognize someone.
"The unknown master is coming, and the disciple is far away to welcome you."
Master Shui Jing bowed to Madam Yan without any pressure.
Because he vaguely remembered that this beautiful woman once taught two classes for his class in the training class, and now he could only force some relations with her.