The smallpox Taoist smiled: "Little friend, I see that you are still of some use, I will not refine you, after refining your cultivation, I will put you back into the world, you can go back to where you came from, Pingbo is still looking for you." I didn't practice for a long time, but only three days. Three days later, you'll be reborn!" He was very proud, although he lost an eye, but he was really surprised to get the spiritual power of the Lingshan Demon Sect disciple and the spiritual power of the Lingshan master. He saw that Han Yiming's face was already purple and swollen, and the blue tendons on his forehead were bursting up, and he hurriedly recited a spell to refine Han Yiming.

Suddenly, a white bone hand stretched out and brushed on Han Yiming's body, cutting the net of light on Han Yiming's body, Han Yiming's body was loosened, the Venus in front of him disappeared, and his breathing became smoother.

Zhao Haoyang's spirit bone stood beside Han Yiming, his left hand bone was pushing Han Yiming away, and among the five heel phalanges of his right hand, he was holding the Blue Water Sword! The Tianhua Dao people had seen a skeleton next to him earlier, but they didn't expect that this skeleton would be able to break their own refining fire. After a while, the spirit bone had already made a screaming sound, and the blue water sword in the spirit bone's hand slashed straight down at the smallpox Dao man with a sense of coolness!

The blue water sword was in the hand of the spirit bone, and it made a wind-splitting sound, just like in Zhao Haoyang's hand that day. The smallpox Dao people saw this spirit bone before, only as a skeleton, not in their hearts, at this time they saw the blue water sword screaming, the wind was piercing, the wind was blowing, and even the corners of the clothes were split in half by the sword wind of the sword that had not yet been chopped off, and suddenly understood who the skeleton in front of him was. After all, he has met Zhao Haoyang a lot of times, and he knows Zhao Haoyang's Taoism very well. shouted: "Is this Brother Zhao?" and ran away in a blink of an eye. Han Yiming came to his senses clearly, and he had already seen the spirit bone sword scare the smallpox Daoist away. He went much faster than him, and the spirit bone was slashed down with a sword, with the power to open the mountain and crack the stone, if the smallpox Dao people didn't run faster, they were afraid that they would have been split in half.

Han Yiming wanted to chase after him with his sword, but he was a little uneasy, although the spirit bone sword power was strong, but the spirit bone action was not fast. After all, he is already a spirit bone, and he can no longer cast spells. Han Yiming watched the smallpox Daoist escape, he was unwilling, but he didn't chase after him, turned around, the spirit bone slowly turned around, and walked towards the place where he came, Han Yiming followed behind, and the spirit bone walked under the tree and stopped walking. Han Yiming said: "Master, let's go into the courtyard!" The spirit bone remained motionless, ignoring it, Han Yiming was about to say more, and a voice said: "It is a spirit bone, only do what it should do, you come in." ”

The small courtyard appeared out of thin air, Han Yiming looked at the small courtyard, the courtyard door opened, and the old woman stood in front of the door and said, "You still can't finish him." He'll come back, let the spirit bones stay outside, you come in first. Han Yiming hesitated a little and wanted to stay, but the old woman said: "You come in first, as for the spirit bone, you don't have to worry, that evil Daoist can't do anything with him." Han Yiming looked at the spirit bones, the spirit bones stood in the deep shade of the trees, at this time, even the spiritual light on the forehead and joints did not flicker, it was hidden very deeply, and it was really impossible to detect it if he didn't look closely, so he was relieved for a while, and walked towards the courtyard gate.

Entering the backyard, I saw Ding Wu holding Ruxin and standing in the courtyard with a spiritual heart. The old woman appeared out of thin air and said, "You can't stay here for a long time, but after daybreak, you will leave this place." Han Yiming was a little strange, they were going to leave when it was dawn, and they didn't need this old woman's advice. The old woman said, "I have two things here, and I will return them to you today." Han Yiming couldn't help but be a little surprised, glanced at Senior Brother Ding, and Ding Wu said, "You don't have to pay us back, you just use it." The old woman shook her head: "I don't need it, I don't need it anymore." Now that I am under his sights, my days are gone. And with you. ”

She stretched out her hand, which was as smooth as a crisp, with no joints and ten slender fingers, and it was a very beautiful hand. In an instant, Han Yiming blurted out: "Please don't let the people of this village think that this place is haunted." The old woman glanced at him, and there were two more things in her palm, one was a crystal clear circle, but it was still printed in her palm, and the other was a folded white cloth.

Ding Wudao: "We took it, what about you?" The old woman shook her head: "If you don't take it, I can't use it." You should know how to use your own belongings!" Han Yiming had some doubts in his heart, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but say, "Jin Jiao!" The wrinkles on the old woman's face disappeared, and her gray hair turned back into black silk, and the cloth on her body returned to the faint yellow clothes that Han Yiming had seen before. Her face did not change, her expression was gentle, and there was a faint sadness between her brows, it was really Jin Jiao! She glanced at Han Yiming and said, "No more, my time has come." The man found my traces, and the others will know sooner or later. Han Yiming knew that she was talking about Qinglong, and Jin Jiao said: "This curtain was given to me by the people of your Lingshan, and it is now returned to you." At least use it to wrap your sword, no one can detect the spiritual power on the sword. When you meet me, you see how I use this white cloth, and you can use it. As he spoke, he handed the white cloth in his hand to Han Yiming, but Han Yiming didn't take it. Jin Jiao didn't give in to him, and handed it to Ding Wu. Ding Wu took it in his hand.

Jin Jiao said: "As for this trapped dragon circle, I will return it to you later." She turned around and said to Han Yiming, "What about the dragon scales?" Han Yiming knew that she was asking about the dragon scales of the white dragon, and he didn't remember where he put the dragon scales, but when he reached into his arms, he suddenly touched a round piece and reached out to take it out, but Jin Jiao didn't reach out to take it. But she looked at this dragon scale with both eyes, her eyes slowly moistened, and at the end, she sighed and said, "In the end, it was a coincidence!" Han Yiming also retracted his hand, stopped his hand in the air, and let her look at the dragon scales in her hand. Ding Wu said, "Why did you fall short?" Jin Jiao looked at him and said, "My spiritual power is trapped in the dragon circle, so they can't find me." The spiritual power I have left is only enough to support me in making a few small illusions, like little tricks, to hide people's eyes. But this Taoist outside the door was scheming, but he found me. He's found me, and he'll find me here, and I'll have two more years?"

Ding Wu and Han Yiming were both inexplicable, what two years? What does Jin Jiao mean? Lingxin looked left and right, and suddenly said, "Oh, I know, do you mean the little snake in your stomach?" As soon as she opened her mouth, Han Yiming was shocked, what little snake, that is the son of Jin Jiao and the white dragon. Jin Jiao was not angry and said, "Yes." It stays in my body for three years before it can be born. I don't have the time now, how can I give it these two years?" Han Yiming and Ding Wu were inconvenient to interject, and they didn't know where to start, it was not good to walk away, and it was embarrassing to stay, but they could only stand aside and listen to them.

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