He approached with a smile on his face, and Han Yiming only felt a chill rise on his back, and the hairs on his body stood up. Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of him, but it was Zhao Haoyang who didn't know when he stepped in and stopped between the two. Zhao Haoyang said: "Yiming, the second master called you, what are you rubbing, why don't you go quickly?" and said to Pingbo Daodao: "Brother Dao, Yiming is a new disciple, and there are really not many days in Lingshan, and he doesn't know how important he is, please Brother Dao Haihan." After Zhao Haoyang said this, he clasped his fists and saluted, turned around and pulled Han Yiming away.

Han Yiming only felt that Zhao Haoyang was walking fast, following behind him, even his feet didn't seem to touch the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he walked among the disciples of Lingshan. Zhao Haoyang let go of his hand and sat down, Han Yiming looked back, but saw Pingbo Daoren standing in place, his eyes facing him. His appearance is not vicious, but his eyes are full of joy, and he is quite overjoyed when he catches Mu Zhi.

For some reason, as soon as he saw his eyes, Han Yiming felt as if he was being targeted by a snake. The hairs on his back stood up, and he suddenly heard Huang Jingxuan say: "Yiming, you go and rest, tomorrow morning, we have to go on the road, rest early." His voice was steady and powerful, Han Yiming sighed slightly, Mu Zhi's struggle and writhing was vivid, but he could only shake his head, walked back to Du Qingfeng's side, and sat down in place. A figure came from the other side, also came to him and sat down, and said, "Senior brother, you should rest early." "But it's Sima Lingyi.

Where could Han Yiming sleep, shrunk on the ground, and sighed. Sima Lingyi said: "Senior brother, you don't have to be so sad, the matter has come to this point, and being sad will not help." Han Yiming said: "Senior brother, if Mu Zhi doesn't come to lick my fingers, how can he be caught, and how can he be eaten alive by him?" has to fight everywhere, and uses all means to do everything, Han Yiming is disgusted with this person from the bottom of his heart. It's just that he has now become his predecessor, and the indescribable disgust can only be forced in the bottom of his heart.

Sima Lingyi also sighed and said, "Senior brother, it has been eaten, no matter how sad you are, it won't help." Han Yiming said: "He is also a cultivator, how can he be so successful? Isn't Muzhi also the result of Lingzhi's cultivation? Muzhi is also a hundreds of years of Ganoderma lucidum, and it itself has hundreds of years of practice, not to mention the centuries-old Ganoderma lucidum, which has more or less absorbed the aura of mountains and rivers, the essence of the sun and the moon. If you eat Muzhi, you can get one or two hundred years of spiritual power, to say the least. Han Yiming was taken aback, he really didn't know that Mu Zhi had this miraculous effect, no wonder the Pingbo Dao people took Mu Zhi in their hands and praised the "good thing". Sima Lingyi said: "Most of the cultivators have the custom of burning pills to smelt mercury and eating strange objects. It is to improve spiritual power in order to live forever. Seeing Mu Zhi, how could ordinary people let it go?" Han Yiming said: "But our Lingshan Sect doesn't have this rule, otherwise, then, will there still be?"

He remembered that Pingbo Daoren was on the side, and he was afraid that he would have bad intentions when he heard it, so he swallowed back the words "Rouzhi" and "Xianzhi". Sima Lingyi said: "The Lingshan faction, since the ancestor, has not taken the consumption of these strange immortal things as a means of cultivation. The patriarch believes that cultivation is one's own business, and taking Xianzhi is not only not a practice, but it will ruin the life of practicing plants and trees with us, and if you do the opposite of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, it will not be considered cultivation. ”

Han Yiming couldn't help but secretly rejoice that Lingshan was fortunate that he didn't have a way to practice according to other people's humane behaviors, otherwise it would be too late to regret it at this time. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it was really hard to imagine how the people of Pingbo Dao could easily eat such a lovely Muzhi and eat it alive.

In the early morning of the next day, Han Yiming followed Huang Jingxuan on the road, thinking about the Muzhi that was eaten by the Pingbo Dao people last night, and he was slightly angry in his heart. But what can you do if you are not angry, you can't do anything. Follow Uncle Shi and walk forward. When everyone came to a village, Huang Jingxuan asked Du Qingfeng and Liu Xinzhu to go to the village to investigate, but Han Yiming was left by his side.

Han Yiming didn't have the same excitement as yesterday today, seeing them go, he just stood aside and was stunned. Suddenly, I heard Huang Jingxuan say: "Yiming, you come." Looking back, Huang Jingxuan had sat down on a big rock on the side of the road and looked up at herself. Slowly walked to Huang Jingxuan's side, only to hear him say: "Yiming, you are simple-hearted, seeing Mu Zhi being eaten alive by Pingbo Dao people, you are very angry, I understand it in my heart." But you don't know why I stood by last night. ”

Han Yiming was stunned, he really hoped that the second master could help last night, snatch that Muzhi, and let it live, so when he heard the second master say this, where could he still endure it: "Second master, why don't you save it?" Huang Jingxuan said: "If I save Muzhi, the two factions will fight." Let's not talk about who wins or loses in this fight, and whether he can fight or not, but he will definitely take this opportunity to arrest you. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and said strangely: "What is he doing with me?"

Huang Jingxuan sighed: "Think about it. Han Yiming said: "I have entered the Lingshan Sect, what good is it for him to arrest me? Anyway, even if I die, I will not be in the same league as him." Thinking of the shameless behavior of the people of Pingbodao, I couldn't help but grit my teeth. Huang Jingxuan sighed: "Yiming, you are too rash. The rules of our Lingshan are not necessarily agreed by the rest of the factions. It's not good for me to say anything behind someone's back, but you have to remember not to argue with him and not to be alone with him. His Taoism was originally similar to mine, and his seven-ring treasure mirror was very powerful, and I and your fifth uncle were no match for him, so you have to be more and more careful. You can attract not just one Muzhi, but many Muzhi. What's the difference between catching you and catching countless Muzhi?"

Han Yiming was shocked and stunned for a moment and said, "Yes." Still couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Shi, then why didn't you stop it last night?" Huang Jingxuan shook his head and said: "If we don't stop it, our opponents are not opponents in his fairy mirror, if your master is here, we can stop him." His bronze mirror is called the seven-ring treasure mirror, which is very powerful, and it is the treasure of his faction, and the mirror has seven rings, each of which is extraordinary. No matter whether it is a person or an object covered by this mirror, if it is not for the spiritual power that is hundreds of years higher than the owner of this mirror, it will not be able to get out again. Fortunately, he caught Muzhi last night, not you. Han Yiming didn't know what was going on, so he still asked, "But when we saw Mu Zhi first last night, Senior Brother also covered it with a circle, and Mu Zhi couldn't get out." Isn't that, isn't that ......"