Huang Jingxuan gave a salute and said, "We came from the north and went to the south." The man said: "I am also a northerner, so I can be regarded as having a relationship with your Taoist leaders." Now that the sun is about to set, why are you still busy on your way? There are no villages for thirty miles ahead. As he spoke, he looked around and said, "Are the Daoists going to camp out here?"

Huang Jingxuan smiled: "Exactly." The man was very surprised, looked at them, and said, "The Taoist chief has come all the way, haven't you seen a village, why don't you rest there?" Huang Jingxuan smiled: "See." The man suddenly said, "Yes, yes, no wonder the Taoist elders are going to sleep here." The Taoist chief must not be careful, there are many bandits in Tiemang Mountain, so the few villages here do not accept outsiders. In the past, the villages along the road were very hospitable. I know every family in that village very well, and if I say hello to the villagers, how about I borrow their land and invite you to rest for the night?"

Huang Jingxuan said: "Thank you, thank you." We don't want to disturb people, and it's the same to rest here, thank you for your kindness. The man invited again and again, but Huang Jingxuan always politely declined, and the man had some regret on his face, and Huang Jingxuan thanked him again and again. Then he mounted his horse and took the group of men and horses along the way they came.

That night they rested in the col. After walking all these times, everyone rested early. Han Yiming followed everyone for these days, and his body was no longer as weak as before, but also strong. Although I was tired, I couldn't sleep. He had only been on the Lingshan Mountain for more than ten days, and when he came down the mountain, he was already like a world away, and when he saw all this, he was no longer as curious as before.

Strange to say, he never thought that after this short period of time, many of a person's people would become unrecognizable, but at this time, it seems that this is really the case. He was timid as a mouse, weak and afraid. Although it is not very bold now, the weakness and fear of things seem to no longer exist.

Is it because of the Ming Yuan Sword? Han Yiming couldn't help but reach out and touch the Ming Yuan Sword on his back. After glancing around, all the senior brothers fell asleep, reached out and untied the Ming Yuan Sword on their backs and put it on their laps. Take a closer look. The scabbard of the Ming Yuan Sword is still dark and heavy, but there is a little purple and black in the black, and he gently strokes the scabbard with his hand, the scabbard is not smooth as a mirror, it feels a little rough to the touch, I don't know what it was made of. Han Yiming said in his heart: "It would be nice if Senior Brother Gu was here, at least you can ask what this is made of, he knows so much, he must also know what this is!"

He looked around again, and saw that even all the people under the Pingbo Dao people were asleep from a distance. Gently pulled out the Ming Yuan Sword, and under the moonlight, the ribbed grid on the sword body showed a light purple light, which was very beautiful. After looking at it once, he put the sword back into its sheath. Xin said: "If I didn't have the Ming Yuan Sword, would I still be like this, or would I be as timid as before?" he couldn't help but shake his head when he thought of this. When I think of the past, if I hadn't been ignorant and incompetent, I wouldn't have ...... At that time, if you had the courage you have now, you would know that you would die, and you would have to fight to break the net!

Suddenly, he heard a sound in the distance, Han Yiming was excited, put the Mingyuan sword on his back, stood up, and listened attentively. The sound came from a long distance, and it was very noisy. He couldn't really hear it, and when he looked around, there was nothing but the dark woods and the starry night sky overhead.

The sound came and went, as if someone was running and shouting, and it seemed that someone was crying out miserably. came intermittently, and Han Yiming's hairs stood on end when he heard it. I couldn't help but stand up, but the wild wind was howling overhead, and the sound of the wind was mixed with this vague sound, which became more and more unreal.

Suddenly, someone beside him said, "Yiming, did you hear it too?" Han Yiming looked back, but it was Huang Jingxuan. I don't know when he came to his side, and his eyes were on him. Han Yiming nodded, and suddenly the voice of the Pingbo Daoist interjected and said, "Isn't it the village we are passing by?"

What Pingbo Daoren does on weekdays is indeed despicable, but he listens to the wind and distinguishes things very accurately, which surprises Han Yiming. I thought that this evil Taoist was an unsightly side, but seeing him so powerful at this time made people have to look at each other. Huang Jingxuan nodded and said, "Yes." Let's take a look. "They are so presumptuous and rude during the day, and we are going to help at this time." After this turn, it doesn't matter!" He was narrow-minded and open-mouthed, Han Yiming's other eyes were immediately extinguished by this sentence, and he gritted his teeth, but when he saw that his uncle was by his side, it was not his turn to speak, so he held back again.

Huang Jingxuan said with a smile: "What happened in front of you and what happened after you was all things." Since we are here to help the world, how can we see chaos and not save us when we die? Brother Dao, let's go. Don't worry about the mountain people, they're scared too. The villagers in the mountains and fields were originally kind and hospitable, and if they weren't too frightened, they wouldn't have closed their doors to us!"

Han Yiming went to call all the senior brothers up one by one, but saw that the people of Pingbo Dao were full of complaints, and they also called all his disciples. After a while, everyone was ready to go, and Huang Jingxuan said to Pingbo Dao: "Okay, let's go now." Pingbo Daoren nodded, and led his disciples, armed with wooden swords, and all headed in one direction. Here, Huang Jingxuan and Zhao Haoyang went one after the other, and with the people of Lingshan, they also flew towards the dark night sky.

Although everyone walked for half a day during the day, they were on foot, and the mountain road was steep and difficult, but they walked less than 30 miles. At this time, Edgeworth went quickly. There are only stars and moon in the sky, and below is the dark mountain forest, and a little eye-catching fire in the silence in front of it is getting brighter and brighter.

They came very quickly, and in the blink of an eye they were already flying to the village where they had passed by in the daytime. At this time, the village had already been opened, and many houses in the village were burning. Dozens of people in tattered clothes were busy moving out the contents and piling them up in the open space in front of the house. Huang Jingxuan said: "Let's go down to help each other first!" instructed the disciples: "You go down first to help each other grab things out, the houses here are all wooden houses, and when the fire burns these times, if you call for wind and rain, I am afraid that the decayed wooden houses will collapse immediately!"

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