Two days later, the Sword Sect cultivated the sword hall.

The glorious and luxurious hall in the past is now inferior to ordinary houses in Han Ming's eyes. Baling's complexion has not diminished, Lu Fei is in the seat below, and Baling is in the main seat in the hall.

After Han Ming, Wu Tian and the others saluted Lu Fei and Baling, Han Ming first greeted with a smile: "Sect Master, I haven't seen you for many years, everything is okay?"

Baling glanced at Han Ming regretfully, sighed lightly and said, "Very good, I didn't expect you to reach the Yuan Infant Stage." When I saw you, I knew that your future was limitless, but I didn't expect you to grow so fast! If Tiangangmen knew that you were such a genius, I am afraid that my intestines would regret it!"

"In the past, why are you mentioning it! Now I, Han Ming, am just a casual cultivator, and I have nothing to do with Tiangangmen. If there is really a relationship, it is only the relationship of the enemy!" Han Ming shook his head and said in a calm tone.

Lu Fei looked at Han Ming directly, and sighed with emotion: "Hey, Lingwu has accepted a good apprentice! But he left too early, I didn't expect to leave earlier than me!"

At this time, Lu Fei was obviously aging, and it seemed that his cultivation had always been caused by stagnation. Han Ming thought about the days when he came to the Sword Sect with Murong Wan under the leadership of Zhou Tai, and he missed it very much.

Suddenly, Han Ming remembered Zhou Tai and asked again, "Elder Lu, I don't know if Senior Uncle Zhou has come to you all these years. I haven't known about Uncle Zhou's news all these years~~~!"

Lu Fei looked at Han Ming in surprise and asked strangely, "Hey, didn't you get angry with Zhou Tai when he framed you like that?" I don't know why Zhou Tai became like that, I also wanted to ask him all these years, but unfortunately he never came!"

After hearing this, Han Ming smiled bitterly in his heart a few times and then stopped speaking.

Baling waved his hand and said magnificently: "Forget it, don't mention the past." Now Han Ming has a future, and he can be regarded as a genius in the Kunlun Continent, haha! Han Ming, you have a good rest tonight, and tomorrow you are going to follow me to Tiangangmen to meet that Fan Fan!"

"Yes!" Han Ming said, and retreated with Wu Tian and Shi Jing. As for Wu Lin, he was called to his side by Baling. After all, it is normal for Wu Linnai to be a disciple of Baling now.

Because of Baling's acceptance of Wu Lin as a personal disciple, it was opposed by many people. But Baling decided that things would be changed so easily, and after eliminating all difficulties, the matter was finally settled.

Outside the Sword Sect's construction hall, it was already late at night. The moon was reflected in the water, and Han Ming and Wu Tian were sitting next to a small waterhole outside the hall. One person held a bottle of wine in his hand, drinking and chatting slowly.

Han Ming looked at the moon with deep eyes, and said with feeling: "In the past, when Wan'er was here, she didn't know how to cherish it. Single-mindedly thinking about revenge, he didn't put Wan'er's hope in his heart. If you want to do it now, it's like fishing for the moon in the water!"

As he spoke, Han Ming scooped up the moon in his hand, but he couldn't catch anything.

Wu Tian took a big sip of wine and said with a smile: "But that's not the case! The reason why there is a moon in the water is because there is a moon in the sky." Sooner or later, you will meet one day!"

Han Ming smiled with relief, stood up, and said confidently: "Yes, sooner or later, one day, Wan'er and I will meet again." It's just a matter of time, after all the things are dealt with this time. I will take Wan'er to travel all over the famous mountains and rivers and play in the world. It's also a leisurely ~~!"

Wu Tian touched the wine bottle with Han Ming's wine bottle, and said with a heartfelt smile: "I believe that there will be a day when Wan'er is so cute, even God can't bear to hurt her, don't worry!"

Han Ming smiled slightly, and then did not speak. It's just that his eyes are a little lonely, and he knows that it is still far away for Wan'er to wake up now, and it will be decades before the Tower of Babel can be opened again.

However, Han Ming sensed that the final practice of the killing refinement in the three-character mantra was coming.

The next day, everyone was ready to go. Among them were Baling, Lu Fei, Han Ming and Wu Tian, and then there were three old men who had been closing their eyes and recuperating. This should be the Mahayana monk in Wu Tian's mouth.

The monks of the Mahayana period are far from being comparable to monks of the Void Period like Murong Hai. Presumably, the Sword Sect made such a big move this time, and it also wanted Tiangangmen to sweep face.

Han Ming didn't care, sat on the body of the Xuan Turtle, and flew towards the direction of Tiangang Gate with them. Back at Tiangangmen, Han Ming didn't have a trace of unusual mood, and his heart was like water.

The current state of mind is all due to Han Ming's decades of life in Wu Town. It was in those days in Wuzhen that Han Ming slowly learned how to meditate, and it was the moving stories that gave Han Ming his current realm and cultivation.

Soon after, everyone flew to Tiangangmen. Looking at the familiar mountain gate of Tiangangmen, the familiar doorman, I suddenly remembered the sound of the bell ringing and the voice of the disciple saying a long, long time ago.

"Knock Knock"~~ "Knock Knock"

When the bell rang, it was just the sound in Han Ming's memory. When the Sword Sect and the others arrived, the mountain gate of Tiangang Gate was wide open, but the bell did not ring. When it is not the time for people to return to the door and important matters, the bell will not ring.

Han Ming followed behind everyone and laughed at himself with a wry smile: "I am not a disciple here, so why should I be attached to the bell?" After this competition, Tiangangmen will definitely disappear into the Kunlun Continent!"

The Tiangang Gate was quiet, above a large open space inside the door. There were a bunch of disciples standing there, some of whom Han Ming was familiar with, and some of whom Han Ming didn't know, who should be newly accepted disciples.

Since the last time Han Ming had an incident in Tiangangmen, three elders had disappeared from Tiangangmen. Lingwu Venerable, Zhou Tai and Ma Liang, now Zhao Fan is the only one in the door.

But alas, his son was also killed by Han Ming. The two immortal weapons of Tiangangmen and Yunhai Sect were also in the hands of Han Ming and Wu Tianren. In this battle, Yunhai Sect also came.

It was Jingyun who came, and there were three old men with vicissitudes of life.

Tiangangmen naturally also has Mahayana monks, but only one has come out. Han Ming didn't care, anyway, it was a big war, and Han Ming wasn't afraid that they would do anything infamous.

If it was after the Great War, he didn't know what would happen!, but Han Ming was not afraid, even if these people from the Sword Sect couldn't protect him, then he had the means to defend himself.

From the time Han Ming first came, he left a way back for himself. I'm afraid that in Tiangang Gate, the same thing as before will happen again. Especially when Han Ming remembered the guy from the Medicine King Valley who had caught him in the first place, he was furious.

However, if it weren't for Han Ming being caught in the dark prison, he wouldn't have obtained the origin of the earth. Now Han Ming's defense can be described as very terrifying, the Four Holy War Armor, the Origin of the Earth, the Linglong Pagoda, etc., all of which are Han Ming's capital.

The smell of gunpowder around was self-evident, and Baling first said loudly: "Zhao Fan, today is a battle between Han Ming and the ghost Fan Fan, I hope that after the war, you can think about the old face of Tiangangmen, and don't do anything to make Tiangangmen embarrassed!"

Baling is not a fool, and he is also afraid that Zhao Fan and the others will do something.

Zhao Fan glared at Han Ming fiercely and did not answer, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking. It was Han Ming, who said freely: "Even if you do it, Tiangangmen has long been used to it!"

"Bold, rebel. If it weren't for the battle between you and Fan Fan today, I would definitely capture you alive and be admonished by the rules of my Tiangang Gate!"

An old man sitting behind Zhao Fan suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly!

An old man from the Sword Sect said with a hippie smile: "Xue Feng, Xue Feng, I didn't expect you to be so pitiful. I was kept in the dark by my disciples, I didn't know it, it's really pitiful, pitiful~~~!"

Master Jingyun of the Yunhai Sect whispered something in the ears of the two old women behind him, and one of the old women said with a gloomy face: "Okay, a group of old immortals don't talk nonsense. Let Han Ming and Fan Fan start fighting!"

After finishing speaking, Fan Fan suddenly stood up, and the people around him took a few steps back.

Han Ming looked at Fan Fan, his whole body surrounded by black smoke. It makes people unable to see the cultivation and appearance, a mysterious feeling.