Looking at the wilderness and mountains below, the flowers and trees are withered, and the surrounding area is like a messy stone hill. There are small and small stones piled up all around, and it looks like a wilderness.

Han Ming couldn't help but frown, looked at everything below, and asked suspiciously, "This is the location of the Xiao family you are talking about? Isn't the Xiao family inherited from the ancient monks?"

Monroe covered her mouth and smiled, and with a slight wave of her jade hand downward, a crack suddenly parted from it. Mengshui and Menghua couldn't help but laugh when they saw Han Ming's somewhat demented appearance.

After a long while, Han Ming suddenly asked, "Could it be that you are from the Xiao family?"

Monroe smiled mischievously and replied, "My name is Xiao Monroe, and the other two sisters won't let me introduce them one by one, right?" After that, the three of them laughed together, and Han Ming couldn't help but laugh along.

Han Ming suddenly understood, and said with a sneer: "It turns out that you are the Xiao family, no wonder you are so clear about the affairs of the Xiao family!

Xiao Menglu thought about it carefully, and put her fingers in her mouth, looking so cute. After a while, he shook his head in disappointment: "I'm sorry, we haven't heard of this person, is he also from the Xiao family?"

Han Ming didn't know if Lanxi Dao was from the Xiao family, and he replied a little ignorantly: "I don't know if he is a member of your Xiao family, has your Xiao family used the magic weapon of the big bronze bell?"

At this moment, Xiao Mengshui seemed to know something, and hurriedly said: "The big bronze bell? Isn't that the magic weapon of the third uncle? The third uncle was in retreat a hundred years ago, and he hasn't been out of the customs until now, so I'm not sure." But I once heard my father mention that the third uncle has a pair of big bronze bells, which are very powerful!"

Hearing this, Han Ming's eyes immediately widened, and he felt a little excited in his heart. Indeed, this big bronze bell is really a pair. However, judging from the fragments of his own copper plates, one of the big bronze bells must have been broken, and the other was snatched by the Lanxi Dao people.

As for what happened during this period, Han Ming had to ask again. Monroe looked at Han Ming's excited appearance and thought to herself that the third uncle must be the person Han Ming was looking for.

None of the three women had ever doubted Han Ming, and they all seemed to think that Han Ming was a good person. Maybe they have lived in the Xiao family for a long time and don't have too much city government and scheming, so they are so gullible about Han Ming.

It was precisely because of this that Han Ming felt a different feeling from the cultivation realm. In the cultivation realm of the Kunlun Continent, it is full of deceit and scheming, and it is difficult to see such an empathetic and simple woman.

"Okay, let's let Han Daoyou in quickly. Could it be that we are looking for the third uncle here, hehe~~!" A burst of crisp laughter remembered that the person who spoke was Xiao Menghua, who had always been silent. Xiao Menghua's gaze had not shifted since she saw Han Ming.

Xiao Menglu also suddenly realized a strange smile after hearing this, made a gesture of invitation to Han Ming, and said politely: "Han Daoyou, you are a guest, please!"

Han Ming hurriedly waved his hand and excused himself: "Where is it, it should be the master who invites you first." Besides, Han doesn't know the way yet, if he enters the Xiao family and walks to some paths that he can't go, wouldn't it be a joke!"

The three women all laughed in a low voice, and then flew towards the crack together.

After flying into the crack, the scenery in front of him suddenly brightened. The singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, paradise, can not describe the scenery here. It's like a fairyland, without the hustle and bustle outside.

Although the Xiao family is a family inherited from ancient monks, it does not have such luxurious enjoyment. There are village-like houses everywhere, and even some flowers and plants are planted, and every family is laughing and living in peace.

As soon as Xiao Monroe and the three of them came back, a group of little dolls immediately surrounded them, chattering and shouting beside them.

"Sister Monroe, where are my dolls? You said you went out and bought me dolls!"

"Sister Monroe, what about the little playthings you bought me?"

"Sister Monroe, is it fun outside, will you take me out next time?"

In the face of the twittering children, Xiao Menglu did not get angry, but smiled very happily and said to them mischievously: "All of them, all of them." When you grow up, the patriarch will definitely let you out, hehe~~!"

At this moment, a white-bearded old man is on crutches. Wearing a cyan cloth robe, his complexion looks more ruddy. Although his hair and beard were all white, his complexion was even better than that of some children.

"Patriarch, we're back. And bring back a friend from outside?" Xiao Menglu, Menghua, and Mengshui saluted the patriarch, and pointed at Han Ming with a smile and said.

The patriarch smiled kindly, touched their heads cordially, and said, "I know everything, okay, you guys go to rest and rest first!

Xiao Menglu, Menghua, and Mengshui stuck out their tongues at each other, and smiled cutely at Han Ming. The jade hand tore at the neck, only to hear a few "squeaks", and revealed three amazing faces.

Han Ming looked at their new faces, and looked at the three women who were white and flawless, with black hair like paint, and he was really shocked. Xiao Menglu in front of them, they are all extremely amazing-looking women.

"Could it be that there are so many women in this Kunlun Continent who are so alluring to the city, how can I meet so many?" Han Ming couldn't help but think in his heart at this moment. Come to think of it, from Murong Wan, and then Ziyi, Qimeng, etc., that one is not Tianzi and the country, and that one is not the city and the country.

Xiao Menglu's face was a little red, they glanced at each other, and walked in front of Han Ming, their bodies were half-bent, and the curves of their bodies were better highlighted.

"Han Gongzi, I'm really sorry just now. I really heard that the cultivation realm is dangerous and abnormal, and people's hearts are sinister!" Xiao Menglu and the three of them apologized to Han Ming with some embarrassment, after all, they had been facing Han Ming with a mask just now.

Han Ming waved his hand indifferently, and hurriedly used his spiritual power to help Xiao Menglu and the others up, and said with a smile: "Why bother. Han naturally knew the intention of the three girls to do this, no hindrance, no hindrance!"

When Xiao Monroe was about to continue to say something, the patriarch said with a smile: "Monroe, you go back and rest! I'll talk to Han Xiaoyousheng, how come they are all the first friends of our Xiao family in a hundred years, haha!"

"Well, then let's retire first!" Xiao Menglu was a little disappointed, and after saluting the patriarch, she glanced at Han Ming reluctantly, and went down to rest with Mengshui and Menghua.

As soon as they left, the child next to them also followed Xiao Monroe and them, waiting to get the gifts they had booked before. Han Ming smiled at Xiao Menglu and looked directly at the patriarch in front of him.

The patriarch also looked at Han Ming for a long time before he nodded and said approvingly: "Well, that's good." At a young age, he reached the cultivation of the late stage of Jindan, although he was full of killing, but he also killed people who were covered in blood, not bad!"

Han Ming smiled slightly, and made a mockery at the patriarch, and then said, "Go down to Han Ming again, I came today to ask to see a Taoist friend with a big bronze bell, and I came to inquire about some questions!"

The patriarch smiled mysteriously, it was not so strange to hear this, he looked at Han Ming's figure, and suddenly said strangely: "Nephew Han, you still don't put your clothes on, let me see the people of our Xiao family!"

Han Ming glanced at the patriarch strangely, not knowing what he meant by this, so he had to ask suspiciously, "Patriarch, what do you mean by this?"

The patriarch laughed heartily, patted Han Ming's shoulder, and said with emotion: "Gossip is in the same vein, after self-inheritance, there are three brothers. My name is Lingsan, my second brother's name is Lingfu, and my third brother's name is Lingwu. You not only have the breath of the gossip vein, but also the breath of the gossip treasure clothes and tortoise shells, am I right?"

Han Ming looked at the patriarch in surprise, and it took a long time before he asked, "Could it be that my master is the one who killed the Xiao family?"

The Lingsan patriarch nodded, then lowered his head again, and said with some guilt: "Hey, the third brother has always been so strong. Everything is like this, that was the case back then, hey, you put on your clothes, let me see!"

Although Han Ming believed the words of the Lingsan Patriarch in his heart, he did not fully accept it. The Venerable Lingwu never told Han Ming about his family history, and Han Ming never asked.

However, this Lingsan patriarch was ahead of the Lingwu Master, and there was no feeling of family affection in his eyes. Han Ming knew very well the look in Wu Tian's eyes when he saw him, and the look in his eyes when he saw Wu Tian at the beginning.

But the Lingsan patriarch in front of him only spoke in a sentimental tone, and the sentimentality and guilt on his face and expression were deliberately disguised. Especially the kind of anticipation that the Lingsan patriarch's eyes flickered, he seemed to be looking forward to the so-called gossip treasure clothes even more!

After thinking about it carefully, Han Ming also replied sentimentally: "Since the master returned to the West, I have put the gossip treasure clothes and tortoise shells in a secret room to remember. I haven't worn it recently, are you really the master's big brother?"

The Lingsan Patriarch couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart: "Little fox, your brain is spinning really fast. Whether you have the gossip treasure with you or not, I must get it. Lingwu, you actually gave the gossip treasure clothes to others, it's really damned, damned!"

"Oh, that's fine, hey, I just want to see my third brother's relics. Oh yes. Are you looking for the third child, but he's in retreat right now, and I don't know。。。。。。 After Ling San sighed lightly, he suddenly remembered what Han Ming meant by coming here, and said with some disappointment.

Although Han Ming was disdainful in his heart, his face was respectful, and he clenched his fists and said, "Patriarch, I don't know if I can meet that fellow Daoist, I'm sure he will meet me!"

The Lingsan patriarch waved his hand and smiled, and said with a serious face: "Look at your child, just call me uncle." Third brother, you should call him third brother, okay, I'll take you to see him now!"

"Thank you Uncle for that!" Han Ming smiled slightly, and said in a respectful and polite tone.

In Han Ming's heart, what he hates the most now are those who play with him. Now this Lingsan patriarch said some inexplicable and wonderful things as soon as he came up, and he also asked the Lingwu Master to give Han Ming a treasure robe before he died, Han Ming naturally would not casually hand over this treasure robe to others.

The Lingsan patriarch took Han Ming around the village, and finally came to a small cottage.

"Third child, someone is looking for you, can you come out and see you?" The Lingsan Patriarch came to the front and back of the village, stood at the door, and after shouting loudly and majestically, he looked at Han Ming with a smile on his face.

After a while, a slightly desolate voice came: "Dad, didn't I say it? I don't want to see anyone all these years, you can send away anyone who wants to see me, I still have to retreat!"

When Han Ming heard this, he immediately shouted loudly into the house: "Third brother, I am Han Ming, a disciple of the Lingwu Master. In the early years, I met a Jindan monk who used the magic weapon of the big bronze bell in Wuxian City, I wonder if the third brother can talk about it?"

The door of the "Squeak" house suddenly opened, and it was pitch black inside, making it impossible for Han Ming to see clearly. After a while, the voice came: "So, then come in! If what you say is not true, whoever you are, I will not let you go!"

The Lingsan patriarch glared inside angrily, and reprimanded loudly: "Rebel, how to say it." Han Ming is your third uncle's apprentice, how dare you be so arrogant? Quickly apologize to your fourth brother, or I will break your leg today. With that, there was just silence inside, and there was any apology!