The moment the Flame Ancestor turned around, Han Ming was completely stunned.

Suddenly some white light flashed around, and Han Ming saw an old man with a disheveled head, his face was yellow. However, it had already made Han Ming stay where he was immediately, it turned out that this Flame Ancestor looked exactly like the Lingwu Master.

But the Flame Ancestor did not hesitate, looked at Han Ming resolutely, and said, "If you agree to these three conditions, I will naturally hand over the Flame Order to you." That Hei Hailin, I believe that with your Chaos Thunder Cultivator's Han family, you will definitely be able to go. And thou sayestest, ought thou ought not?"

In an instant, Han Ming's tears couldn't help but flow.

At this moment, Han Ming finally couldn't help but open his mouth and asked, "Are you the Flame Ancestor or the Spirit Martial Master?" ”

When the Flame Ancestor heard those four words, he also stayed in place, and it took a long time for his eyes to widen and ask, "Who are you, how do you know the name of my Nether clone, who are you?"

"Boom" Han Ming's mind suddenly felt like five thunderbolts, and suddenly Han Ming knelt in front of the Flame Ancestor. Crying loudly, he said, "Master, I'm Han Ming, I'm your Ming'er!"

Han Ming knelt in front of the Flame Ancestor and knelt down step by step towards the Flame Ancestor.

The Flame Ancestor was stunned for a long time, looked at Han Ming kneeling under him, shook his head and said, "Impossible, impossible. I'm not like you Ming'er, and your breath is different from his, don't try to lie to me!"

At this point, Han Ming can no longer hide his identity.

At that moment, the chaotic qi was directly dispersed, revealing the original handsome face, Han Ming was sad and happy at the moment, and said: "Master, look at you, I am really Ming'er! It's just because there are also my enemies in the fairy world, so I can't see people with my true face, master, I didn't expect you, I didn't expect you to 。。。。。。 ！”

When the Flame Ancestor saw Han Ming's true appearance, he immediately burst into tears. Touching Han Ming's face with both hands, he said with tears in his smile: "Ming'er, Ming'er." I didn't expect it, I didn't expect my Ming'er to not die, my Ming'er didn't die!"

"Master, apprentices are not filial, apprentices are not filial!" Han Ming hurriedly kowtowed to the Flame Ancestor at this moment.

The Flame Ancestor hurriedly helped Han Ming up, wiped the tears from Han Ming's face, and said, "Don't cry, don't cry." It's really a creation to make people, I didn't expect our two to meet like this again. Blame Master, blame Master for not telling you things before!"

After Han Ming got up, he looked at the Flame Ancestor in front of him and said with a smile, "Master, could it be that the Spirit Martial Master of the Nether Realm is your clone, but why do you want to send the clone to the Nether Realm again?"

"It's hard to put into words! When I first discovered that hole, and then I cultivated my doppelganger technique to the fullest, I scattered one of my clones to the Nether, hoping to live a few years in peace. Later, the master accepted you, and originally wanted to tell you this secret when you cultivated enough to ascend. It's a pity, it's a pity that the master didn't wait for that day. But now it's okay, my apprentice has already become an immortal, haha!" Flame Ancestor was extremely excited now, he didn't expect Han Ming to become an immortal, and the meeting between the two was such a coincidence.

Han Ming also smiled with satisfaction and said, "Master, I have often thought of you over the years, and I feel very sad when I think of not being able to fulfill my filial piety by my master's side. However, I didn't expect that the original master was still alive, still alive!"

"Alright, don't be sad. If our master and apprentice can meet again, it is fate, this is fate. Go, go with the master to drink, accompany the master to drink. The master hasn't drunk wine for a long time, haha!" "The Flame Ancestor has also recovered a lot of vitality because of this sudden happy event.

But after just a few steps, I felt a burst of collapse.

Han Ming hurriedly held the Flame Ancestor and asked anxiously, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The Flame Ancestor waved his hand, covered his chest with a smile, and said, "It's okay, it's okay." It's just some old injuries, haha. It's no big deal, let's go, go with the master to drink, go to drink!"

"No, master, heal your injuries first, and then heal your injuries first!" Han Ming finally saw his master again, and got the good news again, he would never allow anything to happen to his master again.

The Flame Ancestor smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay, don't worry! The master has his own measure, today you and I meet again with master and apprentice, no matter how you say it, you have to drink a few cups to help the fun, haha, help the fun!"

When Han Ming was worried, he suddenly remembered the cadres and Mo Ye in the Ding Ring.

At that moment, he grabbed the arm of the Flame Ancestor and said with a smile: "Master, you follow me to a place." I'm sure those two will be able to heal your injuries, and then we will be drinking well!"

In the blink of an eye, Han Ming and the Flame Ancestor appeared inside the Ding Ring.

The cadre was resting, while Mo Ye was sitting next to him embroidering. As soon as Han Ming came, he hurriedly said, "Mo Xie, you can help me see if there is any major problem with my master's injury, and what immortal medicine in the Ding Ring can be cured!"

After observing carefully for a while, Mo Xie picked up a seven-thousand-year-old Spirit God Flower and handed it to Han Mingdao: "This Spirit God Flower can directly heal your master's injuries, and not only can the injuries be good, but even the cultivation that was lost due to serious injuries before can be replenished again!"

Seeing this, the Flame Ancestor pointed at the Spirit God Flower in surprise and asked, "Ming'er, isn't this the Spirit God Flower I left for you?

Han Ming shook his head, and said helplessly: "I don't know, after I put these elixirs in this ring, when I came to the immortal realm, these elixirs became immortal medicines. Master, you should heal your wounds first!"

Mo Ye seemed to be the first time he had seen someone so interested in elixirs and immortal medicines, and asked with a smile: "This fellow Daoist, don't you also like to study these exotic flowers and plants?"

The Flame Ancestor held the Spirit Flower in his hand and replied with a light smile, "Well, that's nature. Ever since I started cultivating in the Nether, I have always liked to study some exotic flowers and plants. Later, when I came to the fairy world, I tried my best to find some exotic flowers and plants. It's a pity that there are no strange flowers and plants in the fairy world now, hey!"

"Not necessarily, I've heard that there are still some strange flowers and plants in the Buddha world. For example, the Golden Flower of the Big Buddha, the Remnant Flower of Tianzhu, and the Supreme Law Flower, these are some good flower species for those of us who love exotic flowers and plants!"

Hearing these unfamiliar flower names, the Flame Ancestor suddenly felt itchy in his heart, and said curiously: "It turns out that there are so many strange flowers and plants in the Buddha Realm, it seems that I am sitting in a well and watching the sky." When my injuries are healed, I will go to the Buddha Realm and look for these strange flowers and plants you mentioned, haha!"

Mo Xie nodded and said, "Okay, you can recuperate your injuries first, you see that Engong is in a hurry!"

After smiling with relief, the Flame Ancestor carefully stuffed the Spirit Flower in his hand into his mouth and began to chew it slowly. When all the Spirit Flowers entered the Flame Ancestor's abdomen, the Flame Ancestor still began to heal from his injuries.

Seeing this, Han Ming asked Mo Ye, "Mo Ye, how long will it take for my master to recover from his injuries this time?"

"Well, I think it will take about twenty years! You also know that the time inside the Ding Ring is different from the outside world, and it is estimated that your master will take even longer. After all, his injuries were very serious, and he seemed to have been seriously injured by an ice-based technique. Moreover, most of the cultivation in his body has been sealed by the Ice Spirit, and it has to be slowly unsealed!" "When Mo Xie looked at the injuries in the Flame Ancestor's body, he could see at a glance that there were many kinds of injuries in his body.

After hearing this, Han Ming gritted his teeth and thought: "It must be the Ice Soul Ancestor in the master's mouth, no matter who you are, I must kill you and avenge the master, hum!"

Just thinking about it, Han Ming suddenly remembered the sect upgrade that followed not long after. Seeing that the Flame Ancestor had a ring on the thumb of his right hand, Han Ming gently took the ring off.

When he entered the ring and took a look, he found many sets of gossip robes that the Lingwu Master had given to Han Ming before. Seeing this familiar clothes, Han Ming smiled with relief, and after taking out one of the sets and the red flame order, he gently brought the ring back to the Flame Ancestor.

Han Ming knelt in front of the Flame Ancestor and said in a respectful whisper, "Master, don't worry. Ming'er will definitely carry forward the Flame Gate, and it will not weaken your reputation. You recuperate here first. After the disciples kill the Ice Soul Ancestor, they will come to you with his head and avenge you!"

After saying that, Han Ming pleaded with Mo Xie again: "Mo Xie, I hope you will take good care of my master during this time." I've been separated from my master for too long, if anything happens to my master, tell me immediately!"

Mo Xie nodded and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely do it!"

After saying that, Han Ming turned around and left Ding Jie. Until he came out of the Ding Ring, Han Ming still felt a little incredible, he didn't expect that his master was still alive, and he was also the ancestor of this Flame Gate.

I have to say that all this is really too coincidental, and it is just like all this deliberately arranged by someone.

Han Ming looked at the cave where the Flame Ancestor lived, and his nose suddenly became sour again. It was dark and dark, and it was very damp and gloomy. He didn't expect that his master would live in such a place.

In fact, it was also sad that the Flame Ancestor could only live here because of the injuries on his body, so that the ice spirit in his body would not attack. Otherwise, if I had lived in a different environment, I am afraid that I would have become an ice sculpture by now.

Han Ming was vaguely looking at what was carved on the wall at this moment, and the curious Han Ming stepped forward to take a closer look, and found that the depiction was actually what he looked like when he was a child, and what Han Ming looked like before the Lingwu Master blew himself up.

"It turns out that the master has never forgotten me!" Han Ming looked at the mural and couldn't help but smile with relief. This kind of laughter, Han Ming really rarely appears. Murong Wan had shown this kind of smile before, but now he knew that his master was still alive, so he showed this kind of smile again.

Han Ming stayed here for a while before leaving the place. Now Han Ming was going to go back, sort out the rest of the matter, ask clearly about how the sect would fight when it was upgraded, and then start the next step.

When Han Ming returned to the Zen man's cave again, the Zen man asked nervously, "Brother Han, did the ancestor agree?"

Han Ming smiled with relief and said gently: "Ancestor agreed, and I didn't expect Ancestor to be someone I knew. I really didn't expect it, by the way, do you know who the Ice Soul Ancestor is?"

When a Zen practitioner heard this, he also felt a little incredible. He didn't expect this Han Ming to know the ancestor, but when he heard about this Ice Soul ancestor, the Zen master couldn't be more familiar with him.

"The Ice Soul Ancestor is a person who is famous with the Flame Ancestor, the Ice Soul Ancestor cultivated the Ice Spirit, and the Flame Ancestor cultivated the Fire Spirit. I heard that the Ice Soul Sect of the Ice Soul Ancestor was already a second-level sect, and if it wasn't for the ancestor's serious injury, we would also be a second-level sect. By the way, Brother Han, why are you asking this?"

The Zen master still knows more or less about the past, and he does not hide it at the moment. But after finishing speaking, he suddenly remembered why Han Ming was so concerned about these things.

Han Ming thought gloomily in his heart at this moment: "Okay, you Ice Soul Ancestor, you wait for me." One day, Han will come to your Ice Soul Gate and destroy you, the so-called Ice Soul Ancestor, with his own hands, hum!"

After thinking about it, Han Ming continued to ask, "It's okay, that's right." How long is it until the sect promotion conference starts, and in what way can it become a third-level sect?"