Chapter 2493 Deadwood Cliff

The senior officials of Wanjian Sect will give public lectures in specific areas from time to time. The lectures are called preaching conferences in Wanjian Sect; the place where they teach is called a dojo.

Wanjian Sect will not force its disciples to attend lectures, but every sermon meeting will be overcrowded.

The Wanjian Sect's preaching conferences are divided into levels. Preaching conferences of different levels are conducted by people of different levels in dojos of different levels. There are three highest-level dojos in Wanjian Sect, namely Guanlong Dojo, Green Wall Rock Dojo and Xifeng Ancient Dojo. Only the top masters of Wanjian Sect are qualified to preach in these three dojos. Each time a lecture is given, as many as 30,000 to 40,000 people attend the lectures, which is very spectacular.

Today's Kumuya Preaching Conference is the lowest-level preaching conference of Wanjian Sect. Kumuya Dojo is also the lowest-level dojo, located on a rocky mountain southeast of Huangying Valley.

Early on, two people came to Han Yu's palace, and they were Di Qing and Jiang Zitong.

The two were once members of the Shenji Alliance, and their relationship was not bad, but today when Di Qing faced Jiang Zitong, he instantly felt that he was a head short, and he nodded and bowed to Jiang Zitong with great respect.

Just because he already knew what happened in the Shenji Alliance yesterday, even Su Zhouzhou called Jiang Zitong Sister-in-law Jiang, how dare Di Qing be disrespectful in the slightest.

Jiang Zitong didn't explain, but secretly enjoyed the feeling.

When the sun rose and it was tea time, Han Yu walked out of the palace, and Di Qing and Jiang Zitong hurriedly greeted him.

"Boss..." Di Qing addressed him as boss, very naturally.

"When did I become your boss?" Han Yu frowned.

"Well, boss, I know I'm not worthy of being your little brother. You don't have to admit me, just let me be your follower quietly!" Di Qing said with a pleading look.

His long-term experience in the life of a lower-ranking person made him deeply aware of the insurmountable nature of class.

Han Yu said calmly: "Then you can follow me from now on, but the ugly words are ahead. Since you follow me, you must swear allegiance to me to the death. If you dare to do anything detrimental to me, I will let you die miserably." !”

Han Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, and his body was full of murderous aura.

In an instant, he changed from a harmless person to a peerless murderer.

Not to mention Di Qing, even Jiang Zitong was frightened by the murderous aura in Han Yu.

Di Qing hurriedly knelt on the ground and swore to show his sincerity.

Han Yu nodded with satisfaction and said, "Get up. You and Su Zhouzhou will be my followers from now on. If you need anything, you can go to Su Zhouzhou."

Di Qing was overjoyed.

He instantly established a relationship with an inner disciple, and it was an equal relationship. This was simply a gift for him.

I felt even more grateful to Han Yu in my heart and vowed to be loyal to Han Yu for the rest of my life.

"Junior Brother Xiao, congratulations on getting another right-hand man!" Jiang Zitong congratulated.

Today, Jiang Zitong is wearing a white robe and is even more elegant. She is simply an extremely bright star. Anyone who sees her will be attracted by her light, and Han Yu is no exception.

However, Han Yu was calm and nodded slightly.

Di Qing and Jiang Zitong followed Han Yu, like guardians on their left and right, and rushed to Deadwood Cliff together.

On the way, Jiang Zitong introduced Kumuya in detail to Han Yu. Di Qing originally wanted to take the opportunity to show his courtesy, but seeing that Jiang Zitong was enjoying it, he was wise enough not to interrupt.

Deadwood Cliff is an extremely special place. It is a dead land. No plants can survive on Deadwood Cliff. Someone did an experiment on the dead wood cliff and planted a holy medicine plant on the dead wood cliff. In less than three days, the holy medicine plant withered and turned into dry firewood.

No one knows what is there under the dead wood cliff that can suck the essence of all vegetation; or the senior officials of Wanjian Sect know, but they have not revealed the reason. For Di Qing, Jiang Zitong and other outer disciples, Deadwood Cliff is like a mysterious veil.

Deadwood Cliff is located on Shiguan Mountain, which is extremely steep with many strange rocks.

The three of them flew halfway up the mountain and climbed up the stone stairs.

At first, you could still see some small green plants on both sides of the stone staircase, but halfway up the climb, you couldn't see the plants anymore. Han Yu released the power of his soul to sense it carefully, but he couldn't sense it. To any surprising place.

"Junior Brother Xiao, you can plant a medicinal plant in the soil and take a look!" Jiang Zitong said.

Han Yu took out a big medicine plant and planted it on the roadside. Soon all the essence of the medicine was absorbed by the soil, and the medicine turned into fly ash.

Han Yu's soul power followed closely the aura submerged in the soil, wanting to see what was causing trouble. But when the spiritual energy penetrates a certain distance into the soil, it disperses and disappears without a trace. Han Yu found no clues.

Han Yu took another large medicinal plant, planted it, and felt it carefully.

"Silly bird, who do you think you are? So many seniors haven't found out the secret of Deadwood Cliff. Can you find out by just taking two medicinal herbs for experiments?" A disciple came up and glanced at Han. Yu, with deep contempt on his face.

"What are you talking about? It's up to you to take care of what we do!" Di Qing shouted with eyes wide open.

In the past, he would have swallowed his anger. But if the other party dares to humiliate Han Yu, his boss, he will never tolerate it.

"Di Qing, don't pretend to be too powerful here. Don't think I don't know you, you loser!" the man said disdainfully.

Seeing that Han Yu had no expression, Di Qing could only suppress the anger in his heart.

"Humph, three idiots!"

The man walked up and didn't forget to turn around and sarcastically mock the others.

Jiang Zitong couldn't bear it anymore, so she went up and slapped the man in the face, which made the man dizzy and hit him on the stone stairs.

"You dare to hit me, do you know who I am..." The man was furious.

Before the man could say anything, Jiang Zitong scolded: "I don't care who you are, get out of here!"

The man looked at Jiang Zitong bitterly and said: "Okay, okay, just wait. If you slap me today, I will slap you back ten times in the future. You two will also suffer."

The man said harsh words and did not go up. He hurriedly returned the same way, apparently to move reinforcements.

Jiang Zitong curled her lips and dismissed it.

Han Yu used seven medicinal plants to explore the path, but couldn't find any clues, so he had to give up.

The three of them continued on the road and soon reached the dead wood cliff above.

Deadwood Cliff is a huge cliff. There are many strange rocks under the cliff and there is a lot of space.

At this time, many people had come. Some people were sitting alone on a stone, waiting quietly, while others were in groups, chatting and laughing.

Han Yu and the three of them found a relatively remote place. There was a large smooth stone where seven or eight people could sit cross-legged. The three of them sat on it very loosely.

Not long after Han Yu sat down, a voice suddenly entered his ears: "Xiao Ping? Han Yu? Should I call you Xiao Ping or Han Yu?"

I saw a woman wearing a long turquoise dress, who was as charming as a fairy, walking slowly towards this side.