Pingbo Daoren was going to take out the elders' shelves to press him, but he said "I don't care who it is" first, and when it comes to his mouth, it is not easy to say it again. He had already said that he didn't care who he was, and that he was his elder, wouldn't he be humiliating? For a moment, he was so angry that his chest kept rising and falling, but he could no longer speak.

The smallpox Daoist looked Han Yiming up and down for a moment before he smiled and said, "Little friend, let's meet again, what are you doing here?" Although he was smiling, it was more alarming than the Pingbo Dao people, Han Yiming calmed down, looked at him coldly, but did not make a sound. After a while, he said lightly: "I'm not doing anything, the Daoist is so sudden, what's the matter?" The smallpox Daoist glanced at him, and smiled at the Pingbo Daoren: "Senior brother, Lingshan's demon sect is getting more and more powerful now! In the past, I thought he was extremely smart, but he didn't show it, but now, I feel that his cleverness stands out!" Pingbo Daoren snorted in his nose and said, "It's just a little trick, what's so amazing?" Hey, let me ask you, who is Shicai here?"

Han Yiming knew that he was bound to ask this, so it was better to ask him the other way around, and it would be better to see what his intentions were. Then he said, "Did the Taoist ask me? The Taoist has already seen who is here, and who is here." Pingbo Daoren's face changed, and he wanted to say something, but he held back, and said, "Really?" Han Yiming said coldly: "If the Dao Leader doesn't believe it, then the Dao Leader thinks who was here before?" Pingbo Daoren was stopped by his words, Han Yiming looked at his face, and knew that he was stopped by his own question. The ancestor told him that even if he was not the ancestor and did not tell himself, he did not want to listen to the people of Pingbo Dao. Even if that person was not a master ancestor, just a person who had nothing to do with Lingshan, he didn't want to talk to him. This person's name is Pingbo, but in fact, he is the most life-threatening, and he has to be careful in everything.

Pingbo Daoren's face changed and changed, and the smallpox Daoist picked up and said, "Little friend, you are really getting more and more powerful." Well, the reason why we asked you is because we saw a strange aura appear here, so we rushed here. This aura is very strange, and it may be harmful to others, but if you hide it for you, you will suffer yourself in the end! Haven't you heard that good and evil are always incompatible? You have to think about it. Han Yiming looked at him for a moment, knowing that what was hidden under his pleasant face was all evil intentions, but he didn't say anything, only said: "No one is here." I'm the only one. ”

The smallpox Taoist laughed: "Little friend, if you say this, you are too good at bragging." With your cultivation, it seems that you can't reach this point yet, so you don't have to cover it up for others. Han Yiming stretched out his hand, summoned the Mingyuan Sword in his hand, stretched it forward, and said, "I don't have this cultivation, but its spiritual power is not weak." The sword of Ming Yuan glowed brightly, the golden light flowed in the purple ribbed grid, and bursts of mist rose from the sword body, with a faint gold, and a little golden light overflowed from the mist. In the Ming Yuan Sword, a golden light slowly flowed along the blade, which was indeed different from usual. The Pingbo Dao people and the Tianhua Dao people all stared at the bright light, with different expressions. Han Yiming said lightly: "The Mingyuan Sword is my ancestor's former sword, the aura is different, and the aura will overflow from time to time, isn't the aura you see like this?" Han Yiming remembered that with a wave of his hand, the two spiritual powers in the Mingyuan Sword overflowed, so he asked them with a sword. If they saw a strange aura, the spiritual power in the abyss would not be invisible.

Pingbo Daoren didn't believe it, but he stared at Mingyuan's sword for a while, and he didn't know what words to refute, so he reluctantly said: "I see! Let me have a false alarm!" Han Yiming immediately grabbed his handle and asked: "A false alarm? Why did the Dao Chief make a false alarm?" Pingbo Daoren was stunned for a moment, and said: "This, this, I don't know enough about the spiritual power in your treasure, so I just think that there is something that shouldn't come!" When Han Yiming heard this, his suspicion suddenly rose, and he said, "Dao Chief, why shouldn't you come?" What should I have come? Could it be that this should not have come refers to me?" said coldly, "I just said it casually. Han Yiming also said lightly: "I also asked casually, after all, I am the only one here, and this person who shouldn't be here will not refer to me, right?"

The people of Pingbo Dao seemed to be about to say something, but they held back. The smallpox Taoist smiled: "Little friend, you are getting better and better. We are also worried that there is something strange here, which will harm the life of the child! Don't think too much about it, children, do you think you are a monster when you are Brother Pingbo? No, your spiritual power is really inferior to your sword. Haha!"

Han Yiming naturally knew that he was just agitating himself, and he wanted to make himself not angry about the person, so he sneered and didn't care. This Tianpox Daoist is not a good thing, although he is not as vicious as the Pingbo Daoist, but he is also vicious. For some reason, Han Yiming decided that he was vicious, but his viciousness was not revealed. Although Pingbo Dao people are extremely evil, Han Yiming still thinks that his evil is not the worst, and the unknown viciousness in his heart is even more vicious. Seeing the unknown light flashing in his eyes, his heart became vigilant, and he didn't know what he was going to do, but no matter what, he couldn't let him calculate, so he just said lightly: "My cultivation really let the Dao chief say, shallow and shallow, of course it is not as good as my sword." There is a chief of Lao Dao who has a blue eye for me. ”

The smallpox Daoist smiled and said, "Little friend, we don't have to say anything else, you just need to tell me that the aura from before ......" Han Yiming's heart moved, why did he always pursue this aura and said coldly: "What, does the Dao Chief think that is not the aura of my sword? Who is that? I haven't seen it." I'm shallow in cultivation, and I can't see my predecessors who are profound, and I haven't seen anyone anyway. Could it be that the Taoist saw someone? maybe introduce me to the introduction!" He didn't leak a drop of water, and the smallpox Taoist couldn't take him, so he only smiled and said, "Really?" His eyes looked at him like an awl. If Han Yiming hadn't made more progress than this year, he really wouldn't have been able to endure his sharp eyes! But after the experience, his eyes were no longer afraid, and he met his gaze and said, "Dao Chief, maybe you saw something? But I didn't see anything." ”

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Actually, Xiao Han is not stupid, is he?