It's getting dark.

Tonight is the moon and stars are scarce.

Strange rocks are grandiose, bamboo forests are dense, and crows are silent. The night at Qingxu Gate is particularly empty and lonely.

There are basically no people on the outer gate road. Dead. Most of the monks are concentrating on cultivation.

Han Lin was drunk. After saying goodbye to Senior Brother Xiang, he flicked his sleeves and summoned Mianyun Forging.

The sky was already dark, and Mianyun Forging directly flashed and turned into a black cloud.

Han Lin stumbled and took out a handful of broken spirit stones from his arms and stuffed them into the grooves of the magic weapon. He fell down directly, turned over and lay on his back. Snoring like thunder. He was really tired.

The auspicious clouds floated low in the sky, swaying all the way, flying slower than a human walk, and flying slowly towards the residence.

He didn't dare to fly high. If a disciple who was accidentally beaten down by a patrol disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, he would cry.

Today, he can be said to have returned home with a full load in the Bounty Pavilion.

I felt like I was almost home, and I opened my eyes in a daze. Light and shadow flicker. There was an abrupt light outside his house, which was incompatible with the darkness around him.

"What is this?"

Han Lin drank a lot of wine, but after taking a nap, his consciousness was almost sober.

Now he can freely control the entry and exit of the dream space. You don't have to rely on dreams to get in, as you did before. The word dream seems a bit undeserved.

By the light of the fire, he could see from afar that outside his room, there were two Qingxumen monks, looking up at themselves in the dark night sky.

It turned out to be the one who had sent him a message before, Wu Ming, the opponent of the Outer Gate Dabi, and Pang Qingqing, another female disciple of the Outer Gate. The two seemed to have been waiting outside his room for a long time.

"Senior Brother Han, you're finally back!" Wu Ming was overjoyed, recognized Han Lin's direction, and greeted him directly. With a hearty smile, the words are extremely enthusiastic.

Pang Qingqing followed behind, following suit. She was already fair-skinned. The lighting talisman in his hand flickered with flickering light, and his face was even more pale and gloomy.

Getting closer, Han Lin flew from the clouds and landed. Standing in the clearing, he didn't bother to respond to the two of them. All I thought about was my new baby. He whistled, pinched the spell with one hand with his right hand, and shot out a purple light, directly putting the Mianyun Forging that was parked in the air into the storage bag he held in his left hand.

I didn't notice it when I was dark. When Han Lin recited the magic trick, the two of them realized that the other party had actually come back by clouds. Seeing Han Lin retract the Mianyun Forging with his hand, they were all a little surprised. For a moment, he was in a trance, faintly feeling a little uncomfortable, and he thought in unison: "Is this Han Lin really the group of disciples who have just opened their pulses?

Wu Ming nodded even more secretly, it seemed that his idea of pulling Han Lin into the gang was not wrong. He thought about it in his heart: "This Senior Brother Han, his cultivation is similar to ours. He and I are acquaintances, and we are warm and hearty. We know each other well. The key is that the big buck teeth are much uglier than themselves. ”

On the other side, Pang Qingqing was inexplicably a little excited and not very happy. Thinking of himself as a delicate beauty, in order to save some spirit stones, he pulled people into the gang and waited here. I feel like an hour or two has passed, but it's too painful.

And this Fayun that Senior Brother Han revealed at random was worth hundreds of spirit stones!

She was silent, and when she saw Han Lin's ugly face and her cousin's envious expression, her mood was even more uncomfortable.

The three monks present were not very old.

Pang Qingqing rarely goes down the mountain to practice, he doesn't understand the world, and he can't hide things on his face. She was depressed, and when she saw Mianyun Forging , she thought of the Dharma fog that Li Ru had controlled when she traveled, and she also mocked her several times, and secretly hated her in her heart: "Why can't you travel by the Fa Drive, you can only use the magic talisman to run around on two legs! A bright and touching and understanding woman like me is not much better than those female cultivators born in a family." Shouldn't there be a way to drive when traveling? She Li Ru always shows off in front of me, isn't she just a good brother? But that's not her own thing! What kind of rotten thing is she, and does she deserve it? I, Pang Qingqing, am worse than her. Someday I'm going to give her back. Hmph!"

Looking at his cousin, he really hates iron and steel. In my heart, like most low-level female cultivators, I have the idea of climbing a branch and becoming a phoenix.

Wu Ming, who came up, looked at Han Lin and stopped talking. He looked shy, and it seemed that he had something to discuss with Han Lin. But when they first met, the shock brought by Han Lin's law driving and the huge gap in his heart made him faintly embarrassed to continue to speak.

Han Lin put the storage bag away. Turning around, he looked the two of them up and down. Wu Ming is an old acquaintance with him. Since that fight, the two have been in contact with each other, and they also have intersections on weekdays, which can be regarded as general friends.

Pang Qingqing has also seen it more than once. She is a beautiful nun who is famous for her outer door.

The personalities of the two and some rumors, he probably knows.

Han Lin pondered for a while, and said indifferently: "Senior brother and sister, I don't know if there is anything important about you waiting for your junior brother here?"

The words are cold, suggesting that if there is nothing important, it will be dispersed. Don't waste your time. In his opinion, these two people looking for him are nothing more than the trivial things mentioned in the previous transmission. With his current net worth and strength, he has no interest at all.

Wu Ming bowed and explained his intention in a loud voice.

Sure enough, he was invited to participate in the magic together.

"It's boring to wait for yourself for half an hour, just for these things. He thought so in his heart, and he did so in his hands. Act like a snob. The swagger hung directly on the eyebrows. He tilted his head and looked at the two of them with his nose.

Then he sneered, his nostrils shrank, and he spewed out a white gas, and said gloomily: "No need, Senior Brother and Sister Xie have good intentions." There is no shortage of spirit stones below. ”

He waved his hand and refused outright. Raise your legs to leave, and want to bypass the two of them and go home directly.

Han Lin's sentence "There is no shortage of spirit stones" is even more arrogant. The two looked at each other, their expressions bitter.

Also, they are all monks with Dharma driving, can they be ordinary people?

But the two still insisted and blocked the way.

Han Lin looked at each other lightly, standing in place, clasping his hands and glaring angrily. Neither speaks. It depends on what kind of medicine is sold in the other party's gourd.

"Senior brother, what should I say......" Han Lin's indifferent attitude made Wu Ming a little depressed! He suddenly found that his previous thoughts were completely wrong. He may not have been looked up to by the senior brother Han in front of him, who could come out alive from the blood-colored trial.

Thinking of the other day, when Han Lin saw him, he greeted him warmly, shushing the cold and asking for warmth.

didn't expect that it had only been a long time, and the other party had soared into the sky. Today, I asked for something, but I directly ignored myself. The previous ones were completely hypocritical, hypocritical, and perfunctory.