Han Yiming calmed his mind and told him the truth, but the word "mallet" was like a fish in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out. Huang Jingxuan's brows furrowed and he sighed: "Okay, I know what it is, let's go down." Han Yiming took the Phaseless Treasure Mirror into his arms, and Huang Jingxuan led him down from the sky, only to see that the Lingshan brothers were all holding long swords under the leadership of Zhao Haoyang, and they were very vigilant. Even the Pingbo Dao people and their gang were also on the side.

Zhao Haoyang saw Huang Jingxuan coming down, so he said: "Second senior brother, what do you say?" Huang Jingxuan said: "During the day, we encountered a miasma of plants and trees, but these fogs encountered at this time are poisonous miasma, but I am afraid that it is more than that." And it seems that a large number of poisonous insects are coming to this side, let's get out of here first, and then make a plan. Zhao Haoyang said: "It's okay, I always feel that this fog is a little weird." There have always been small droplets of water oozing out on the blue water sword, the main water of the blue water sword, the water of the world is all one source, the blue water sword enters the water to absorb water, near the fog swallowing the fog, it should absorb the water vapor, but it seeps out of the water instead, there must be something different here. ”

Suddenly, the Pingbo Daoist approached: "What poisonous insects? We cultivators are still afraid of this little poisonous insect?" Brother Jingxuan Dao, but whoever comes, let's kill it cleanly, isn't it also a merit?" After speaking, he smiled "hehe". Huang Jingxuan shook his head and said, "Do you still want to kill?" Brother Pingbo Dao, do you know what is coming?"

Pingbo Daoren smiled: "I don't care what it is, I will kill it cleanly." Huang Jingxuan said: "If I guess correctly, it is the mallet that comes!" Pingbo Daoren smiled: "This kind of demonic thing, it is best to kill it all!" Huang Jingxuan sighed and said: "If Brother Pingbo Dao hadn't killed those mallets, they wouldn't have come." Pingbo Daoren laughed and said, "What's this? It's just a few, the more you come back, the better, I'll have a good time killing it at a time!" he said this, and his face became hideous.

Huang Jingxuan sighed, and turned to Zhao Haoyang: "Let's be careful, I have carefully looked at the wounds of Brother Pingbo's disciples, and they are not snake-bite wounds." There weren't many people who had seen a mallet, and if they were, they wouldn't have appeared in ancient books. Ancient books only record the shape of the mallet, and do not say how it hurts. The wound was a blur of flesh and blood, and it was so long that the whole piece of flesh was gone. I think that if the mallet bites it, it will pull hard, and it will tear off a piece of skin and flesh. We all have to be careful. Although the disciples all had sword protection, except for Ling Yi, who had more knowledge, the rest might not have been able to face such a scene without being moved. Zhao Haoyang also said: "Yes." Huang Jingxuan said: "Then let's go." ”

Zhao Haoyang frowned, glanced at the Pingbo Daoren, turned around and walked to the disciples, called them all to his side, and told them about the large number of mallets chasing him, and everyone was very surprised when they heard it. Although it looked foggy and the moonlight was dim tonight, no one expected that so many poisonous insects would approach behind them.

Huang Jingxuan said: "Brother Pingbo, let's go together." Go ahead first and try to catch up. Although Pingbo Daoren's tone was arrogant, he was also a little uneasy in his heart at this time, and said: "Okay, we don't have to be like these things, so I'll tell the disciples to leave here first." With that, he turned to greet his disciple.

Here, Zhao Haoyang has divided all the disciples into groups of two, and warned everyone to take care of each other and be careful. And this time, Huang Jingxuan took the lead and walked in front, Sima Lingyi walked on the left side, and he walked on the right side. He said, "Ling Yi, your cultivation is the highest among the disciples, and you are also a senior brother, just take care of it." Sima Lingyi said: "Uncle Shi just rest assured, I am a senior brother and should be responsible." Zhao Haoyang said: "Xinzhu, how are you? You are a female disciple, if there is an accident, it is difficult for me to explain it to your master." Liu Xinzhu smiled slightly and said, "Fifth Master, don't worry, I'm not afraid." I am a female disciple, but I am not the youngest disciple, and although my cultivation is low, I can still protect myself. Zhao Haoyang nodded and said to Han Yiming: "Yiming, you and I are walking together." ”

Han Yiming was a little frightened before, but since he came down from mid-air and was down-to-earth, he felt that there was nothing to be afraid of. The most terrible things in his life have been experienced, he used to be timid, but after the death of his parents, he was a little frightened when he encountered strange things, and after that, he felt that it was not so terrible. At this time, I heard that Zhao Haoyang arranged himself by his side, so he walked to his side. If it is someone else, you may think that it is a loss of face, even the female disciples are alone, but the male disciples need to be extra protected, it is better to take charge of the situation yourself. But Han Yiming didn't think so, he saw the mallet surging like a tide in the Phaseless Treasure Mirror, and knew that he couldn't stop it. Moreover, although he did not have many days in the Lingshan Sect, he knew that the masters in the sect took great care of their disciples, and if he followed his uncle, at least he would not fall behind, so he avoided a lot of trouble. As for whether he was ashamed or not, he didn't even think about it.

After a while, Pingbo Daoist also brought his disciple over, and Huang Jingxuan said: "Brother Pingbo Dao, I'm going to go ahead, but I'm going to bother you to put it back." Pingbo said, "Okay." Huang Jingxuan stretched out his left hand, first clenched it into a fist, and after a while, he opened his palm, his palm lit up, and there seemed to be a ball of fire in his hand, which was slightly yellow like the sun, Huang Jingxuan took a step forward and walked forward.

I saw that everyone's palms lit up one after another, except for Liu Xinzhu, everyone's palms seemed to have a firelight. It's just that Sima Lingyi's firelight is slightly blue, Du Qingfeng's is a faint blue, and the other three senior brothers, one is a faint pink, the other is pure white, and there is a faint purple. These many fires lit up in everyone's palms at the same time, and Han Yiming found that these many firelights still had different colors. He always thought that everyone's firelight was the same color, and on weekdays, the senior brothers would bring a little firelight with a casual hand, and they were all just one person, not everyone at the same time, so there was no difference. At this time, the palms of all the people lit up at the same time, and the difference was immediately apparent.

Han Yiming was taking a closer look, and Zhao Haoyang beside him said, "Yiming, take a look at my palm." Han Yiming looked at his palm as he said, there was no fire in his palm, Han Yiming didn't know what he meant, and was about to speak, when four small words suddenly appeared in his palm, "Fanxin Candle Flame". He glanced at it, only to hear Zhao Haoyang whisper: "Recite it silently three times in your heart." As soon as he finished saying this, his palms lit up, and a ball of fire lit up in his hand, and his fire was slightly blue.

Han Yiming recited the words "Fanxin Candle Flame" three times in his heart, stayed for a while, and felt a heat in his heart, and then that heat overflowed from the atrium and came towards his left arm. After a few moments, it has become a thin stream of heat that flows down from the shoulder and reaches the palm of the hand. Raising his hand, there was a slight light in the palm of his hand, and the light lit up, and a small spark bloomed in the palm!

If possible, please see tomorrow's update. Forgive me, drank two more glasses and didn't write about tomorrow. Thank you for your support.