Peerless Daoist

"The ancient demons have nine ancestors, namely Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Array, Lie, Qianqian, and Xing."

"That day, on the devil's soil, the one riding Yingzhao was Linzu. His power was the strongest, and he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor."

"Just relying on the corpse of Meng Po, I can block that giant's blow. That giant is not as powerful as Lin Zu, but it is still not something I can contend with..."

Numerous and complicated memories, like a dense net, entangled Lu Yu.

His soul stumbled, sometimes recalling a certain memory, and sometimes thinking about unimaginable things, which turned into many dreams, flashing one after another in Lu Yu's mind.

Struggling in the intense dream, Lu Yu suddenly had a feeling of mastering the physical body for an unknown number of years.

He has a sense of touch and hearing, but his eyes are still closed, and intense sleepiness sweeps through his mind, making his soul unable to control his physical body.

There was a slight sense of bumps around them, and they should be on the road.

"This man looks young, but he has a pretty good figure."

"Hey! You little girl, secretly lying on the door and peeking again."

A burst of female laughter reached Lu Yu's ears, pulling his soul out of the boundless chaos again.

This time, the soul and the physical body were finally fused together. First, the four fingers could move, and then a strong pain swept through the whole body.

"I'm alive!"

A thought flashed through Lu Yu's mind.

Immediately afterwards, a violent sense of swelling swept over the brain, as if the brain had been hit by someone, and a strong sense of pain struck violently.

Lu Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and he saw clearly where he was.

This is a wing room, the house is simply arranged, Lu Yu is lying on the wooden bed, all the injuries on his body have been bandaged.

After touching his waist, Lu Yu was startled suddenly, his storage bag was gone!

On Lu Yu's body, he had already changed into a clean garment. Although it was not as exquisite as the cassock sewn by Shang Yijian, it was better than clean and tidy.

Inside the storage bag, there is a small world hidden, which contains not only fairy artifacts, but also the corpse of a big golden fairy like Meng Po.

However, the current Lu Yu's soul is extremely weak, and he can't even use his consciousness to detect the whereabouts of the storage bag.

"Are you awake?" A leisurely voice came from Lu Yu's ear.

Lu Yu turned around and saw a middle-aged beautiful woman sitting on a chair, sipping a pot of tea leisurely.

"You are?"

In a coma, Lu Yu vaguely sensed that he was rescued.

The middle-aged beautiful woman said calmly: "My name is Han Rong, and I am the elder of the Han family. It was my Han family who saved you."

This Han Rong looks extremely beautiful, but in fact her cultivation is not weak. She is already a strong man in the late stage of Earth Immortal, comparable to many generals in the imperial court.

"Thank you..." Lu Yu thanked him, his voice still a little hoarse.

Han Rong waved her hand and said impatiently: "If you want to thank you, you don't need to say more. The person who saved you is not me, but the young lady of our Han family!"

After finishing speaking, Han Rong pointed to the other side of the bed, where there was a table, and Lu Yu's brocade clothes and storage bags were placed there impressively.

The storage bag is intact, and there is no trace of being opened artificially.

"Your stuff is right there, our Han family didn't touch it."

Han Rong raised her head and stared at Lu Yu: "My Han family doesn't even bother to touch your things. Leave after your injury recovers."

"I'm not interested in knowing who you are either. I just want to tell you that no matter what kind of past you have, it's best not to set your mind on our Han family. Otherwise, I will take your life."