As time passed, Han Ming's stone chamber had nothing special except for the thin spiritual energy. Han Ming's own golden and silver spiritual patterns disappeared without a trace, and his silver head and golden pupils all returned to normal black.

However, Han Ming did not wake up at this time, but was still asleep, unable to sense everything outside the world, and did not notice the changes in his body at all.

I don’t know how long it took, Han Ming, like the past, was still sitting cross-legged like a statue, without moving, even a thin layer of dust fell on his shoulders. Although his eyes were wide open, there was no sign of spirit. They were all empty, as if they were dementia.

At this time, Han Ming's originally dull eyes turned slightly, and his black pupils suddenly shrank. His body suddenly lie forward, and he fell off the stone platform, then collapsed on the ground, and began to breathe heavily.

After half a quarter of an hour, Han Ming slowly supported himself and climbed back to the stone platform.

Han Ming shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to be more awake, then lifted his arms up and put them in front of him to see, but nothing abnormal appeared. He took off his clothes and thoroughly checked them. After he was sure there was nothing unusual, he sat up again and used his spiritual sense to look around him.

After checking for a long time, Han Ming took back his spiritual sense, but his brows frowned slightly.

"The origin of gold in the body has been cleared! But why are the pieces of the silver needles gone? They were not excreted from the body before, but now they have disappeared!" Han Ming said to himself, and at the same time touching his chest!

Han Ming was a little unwilling to give up and used his spiritual sense to explore the situation in his body again, but this operation didn't matter. A feeling of hunger suddenly surged up, making him feel panicked.

Han Ming felt the bone-to-heart hunger, and there was no time to think about it. He reached out and touched his waist, took out a small jade bottle from the storage bag, poured out a pill, and swallowed it as soon as he raised his head.

As the pill was taken, the feeling of hunger disappeared without a trace, and instead it felt like a big meal of fullness!

"What's wrong, how could I be so hungry? How long have I been in a coma? If I starved for a few more days, I would probably be starved to death. Have I been in a coma for eight or nine days? Fortunately, there was still one pill of fasting pill left by Uncle Su Xiao and Master Yan at the beginning." Han Ming looked at the jade bottle in his hand, waved his hand and took back the storage bag.

Han Ming stood up and shook his robe slightly. The light dust on his shoulders was shaken off, and it was as clean as before again.

Han Ming looked at the rising dust and frowned again, feeling confused. Could it be that he had been in a coma for more than ten days, otherwise why would there be so much dust? But if he didn't eat for more than ten days, he should have been starved to death!

Han Ming waved his fingers slightly to the ground, and he pulled the magic weapons that fell to the ground into his hands. After a brief look, he found that there was no damage and put them in the storage bag.

"Is it the poisonous golden snake poison? It shouldn't be? I can't find it out now. I'd better go back to the sect and find my master to check it out!" Han Ming walked outside while talking to himself.

"Ha, this junior brother, you are out. All the disciples who entered the Wanjin Spirit Cave have come out, but you are the only one left!" A disciple who was wearing the same mysterious black costume as Han Ming's body saw Han Ming walk out of the tunnel, and immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Has this senior brother been waiting here?" Han Ming immediately raised his eyebrows and asked when he saw a disciple approaching him.

"Isn't that? Senior brother is responsible for collecting the ** order. The other ninety pieces have been collected, and only you are the one! I originally thought that my junior brother had an accident in his cultivation and wanted to go in and find it, but it was still two or three days before two months, so I resisted not going in. Now it seems that fortunately I didn't go in, otherwise it would be unbeautiful if I disturbed my junior brother's cultivation!" The disciple smiled kindly at Han Ming.

"But this token!" Han Ming immediately took out a golden token from his body and handed it to the disciple opposite him. Then he said in shock: "Two-month period! Could it be two months after opening the spiritual acupoint!"

The disciple took the token handed over by Han Ming, and couldn't help but smile, and then he was a little confused: "It's only two days or two months away. The other disciples had already come out nearly a month ago. Don't you know that you have been in there for so long!"

"Ha, my junior brother is practicing a spell inside, and I forgot the time. I really want to wait for a while. I am really sorry!" Han Ming clasped his fists to the disciple opposite and said apologetically.

Originally, this disciple was really dissatisfied with waiting for Han Ming for one month, but he didn't show it. At this time, Han Ming took the initiative to apologize, which made his dissatisfaction disappear: "What did the junior brother say? The Wanjin Spirit Cave is opened for two months, and the junior brother has not violated the rules, so where did he get the apology!"

"By the way, Junior Brother, have anything else to do. This hall is about to be closed. If there is nothing, go out and talk. Later, Senior Brother will hand over these tokens to Uncle Master." The disciple smiled at Han Ming.

"Young brother, don't bother with your senior brother. Let's leave now, let's do it yourself!" Han Ming bowed slightly to the black-robed disciple in front of him, and then raised his foot and walked outside.

...

About half an hour later, Han Ming walked out of the Lingjia Palace and frowned slightly.

At this time, his heart was very confused. He realized that Master Wu, who was brought to him with a flying boat, had already left, took Jin Dingfeng's disciples, and returned to the sect, leaving him alone here.

Not only that, the people from Wanjianmen had already left, which made him want to take a ride to the Xingshan Mountains and die directly in the bud.

In fact, this is reasonable. How could a large group of people, as well as a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, waste time waiting for him, a disciple of the Qi training stage with a poor cultivation level, not to mention that he is not a disciple of Jin Dingfeng.

This Linggui Island is not too close to Peking University 6, and even the foundation-building flying boat will fly for more than ten days. If he, a cultivator in the Qi training stage, wants to fly back, even if he does not encounter any danger, it will not be so easy.

At the same time, Han Ming was also puzzled. He had been in a coma for so long, but why hadn't been starved to death? It was really abnormal. There must be something wrong with his body, but his spiritual sense just couldn't detect it, so he could only stare at him!
Chapter completed!