After struggling for a long time, Han Ming finally didn't think of any good solution, and there was no way to stop his identity from being exposed. After a long period of depression and ineffectiveness, Han Ming sighed slightly and forcibly exposed his identity for the time being.

Now he can only pray that no one can recognize him, or even if he is recognized, Qiao Yushan can take him back to the sect and leave him. When he returns to the library, Duanmu, the head of the sect cannot deal with him, unless some elders in the Dan-Jing stage pursue him personally!

Retracting his thoughts, Han Ming lowered his head and looked at the black mist under his feet. A hint of regret and strangeness flashed in his eyes. Unfortunately, his Feiyun Boat had disintegrated after forcibly activated, which made him lose a weapon to escape. What was strange was that this Feifei's flying spirit weapon was actually a rolling black cloud, which was quite similar to Duanmu Xun'er's soft cloud barrier!

"This is a copy of an ancient flying magic weapon. Its flight speed is not outstanding, it is only equivalent to an ordinary top flying spirit weapon. However, it is more useful to those who practice magic skills and can add the power of spell casting!" Seeing that Han Ming had been staring at her flying spirit weapon, Concubine Wei explained softly.

Concubine Wei took the initiative to explain, which surprised Han Ming. According to Concubine Wei's previous attitude, wasn't he too lazy to pay attention to him? Now, because he took the initiative to explain why he felt a little abnormal?

"So that's it!" Han Ming nodded in agreement, then turned his head over, looked back, and guarded against the surroundings.

"What is the poison you just put on? Why were all those monks caught in an unknowingly?" After a moment of hesitation on Concubine Wei's face, she finally asked Han Ming.

Han Ming heard that there was no fluctuation on his face. After looking outside, he spoke slowly: "At that time, it was a poison powder developed by a strange man I met in my early years. He used the venom of the Demon Snake in the Killing Stage as the main material and refined eighty-three unique toxins as auxiliary materials. After more than ten years of refining and configuration, because all the venoms have been refined for a long time, all the spiritual and demonic energy inside have dissipated, so it looks like ordinary medicine powder. The toxin can only deal with ordinary foundation-building cultivators. If it goes up, it will not work like this!"

"I said why was it so fierce that so many foundation-building cultivators were lying on the Tao. It turned out that they were mixed with the venom of the demon beasts in the Killing Dan stage!" Concubine Wei showed a hint of suddenness, nodded slightly, and then remained silent.

At this time, Han Ming stopped saying a word, sat quietly on the ground, looking back from time to time, watching the giant palace behind him gradually getting farther and farther away, but no one chased after him, and his face finally relaxed again.

In this way, Han Ming and Concubine Wei sat cross-legged on the black demon cloud.

While using the flying magic weapon, Concubine Wei couldn't help but secretly glance at Han Ming's eyes, and felt complicated and entangled in her heart. She had always thought Han Ming was vulgar and ordinary before, but it seemed that she was wrong. This Han surname is still very unique!

Han Ming also felt the eyes of Concubine Wei. He was puzzled in his heart. Why did he feel that Concubine Wei had a trace of familiarity in his eyes when he looked at him, and it seemed that he had seen similar eyes somewhere.

After thinking a little, Han Ming remembered some similar look where he had seen before. It turned out that the little maid named Nan'er in Zhu Chiyuan often looked at him like this!

Han Ming looked at Concubine Wei with a strange look, looked up and down her convex body, and felt a little whispered in his heart, was there some heart to be moved by Concubine Wei?

Although Han Ming realized that Concubine Wei might have changed his view of him, he had basically no experience in the relationship between men and women. It was not an exaggeration to say that he knew nothing and didn't know how to deal with it. He didn't realize that it was okay. When he realized that it was a little cowardly, he just sat cross-legged, pretending to regulate his breathing, and occasionally glanced at Concubine Wei's graceful figure!

In this way, Han Ming and Concubine Wei were both silent, but an atmosphere that seemed ambiguous and awkward gradually spread between them.

After about half a day of flying forward, Han Ming raised his head and looked around. After confirming that he had escaped from the Tailun Giant Palace, he looked at Concubine Wei, who was meditating next to him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Miss Que, since you have escaped from this giant palace far away, let us find a place in front to stop and explore the whole body to prevent people and gods from planting any marks on their bodies, so that the monks of the five sects will chase after the marks!" As soon as Han Ming said, he destroyed the subtle atmosphere between him and Concubine Que.

"No, this may not be too big!" Concubine Wei raised her head, met Han Ming's gaze, and frowned slightly.

"I'm not afraid of being a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but I'm just a young cultivator in the Qi training stage. I don't notice any of them in the battle and have been planted by a monk who is one of the great realm of me. It's very likely that I'll be careful!" Han Ming said solemnly.

Concubine Wei glanced at Han Ming, thought for a moment, and nodded. With a pinch of the magic trick, she ordered the black demon cloud to fall toward a huge rock on a mountain peak more than a hundred feet high.

Before he could land on the huge rock, Han Ming jumped, jumped up from the black demon cloud, turned his body several times, and then fell on the huge rock the next step, looking at Concubine Que in the air.

Concubine Wei then jumped and was about to jump onto the huge rock, but she just jumped into the air and suddenly felt weak and soft all over. She couldn't lift a trace of strength and planted straight towards the huge rock.

Concubine Wei suddenly fell down. Not only did there be no surprise on Han Ming's face, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a smile, and then moved his feet and jumped two feet high, revealing Concubine Wei who fell down. At the same time, with one hand sucked through the air, the black demon cloud instantly shrank, turning into a silk hand embroidered with white clouds and falling into his hand.

Han Ming pointed his feet slightly, and then he hugged Concubine Wei and landed on the huge rock lightly.

"You poisoned me again? What are you going to do? Let me go!" Feeling the powerful hand on my waist, Concubine Wei was not panicked at the first time, but instead a hint of blush appeared on her face, and she struggled slightly.

"No, I didn't poison again. This is just the toxin that was in the girl before. Didn't Han say that before? This toxin is quite difficult to resolve and takes time to remove it. I didn't have time before. Now I have it, and it just happens to fulfill my promise to help the girl get rid of the poison!" After Han Ming smiled slightly, he activated the toxin in Concubine Wei's body, which made her faint instantly.

He hugged Concubine Wei with one hand, took out another top-grade flying jade shuttle from the storage bag with his other hand, and snatched it from some unlucky person. He was slightly excited and put it in the air. Then he hugged Concubine Wei with his arms and jumped up.

Flying five or six hundred miles in another direction, Han Ming stopped and hugged Concubine Wei, who was still unconscious, and landed in a dense forest. After searching for a while, he found a hidden cave and drilled in.

He placed Concubine Hu on a piece of animal skin and arranged a protective and hidden formation around him. Han Ming turned his head and walked out of the cave. But when he reached the entrance of the cave, Han Ming seemed to have thought of something and turned around and walked to Concubine Hu.

As soon as he lowered his head, he kissed Concubine Wei directly. At the same time, his ghost hands were wandering up and down, and he started to knead him randomly.

For about a quarter of an hour, Han Ming raised his head and let out a long breath. He stopped eating Concubine's tofu. It was not that he found out with conscience, but that he would delay it, and he would be unable to resist impulsiveness again.

After tidying up Concubine Wei's clothes, after a while of hesitation, he put the black magic cloud flying spirit weapon to her. Han Ming finally stood up and stimulated the magic circles around him, walking towards the outside of the cave without looking back.

Han Ming struggled to escape from the Tailun Giant Palace just to avoid being blocked by high-level monks, but this Concubine Wei was like a beacon. The one behind her would definitely pursue her and come to him. If he stayed with her again, he would simply give his life to others to make a decision!

Han Ming pinched the magic trick and sent the top-grade jade shuttle to shoot in a certain direction. What he had to do now was to find an extremely secret place and quickly hide the heavy treasure on his body.

He is not stupid, but he will not put the treasures brought out from the palace groups inside the temple. As soon as the five high-level monks rushed in, they will inevitably gather all the foundation-building and qi training disciples together, and then empty all the disciples' storage bags to investigate one by one. The Tailun Temple here is of great importance. The five sects will never leave the real benefits to the monks at the foundation-building stage and below!

Han Ming believed that he was not a selfless person. He was too lazy to care about Xiaoli Xiaohui, but now all he had is treasures, so he was unwilling to hand over to the sect. He still hoped that these things would be made into pills!

After he had thought about it, he planned to hide the most precious treasures in his body in batches, and then pretend to leave some ordinary treasures on his body to use them to make up for the inspections of those high-level monks.

When the trip to the secret realm ended and returned to the sect, he would sell all the spiritual objects that he could take out and could not use in exchange for enough spirit stones, and use them all for the next ten years to try to build the foundation.

After twelve years, the storm in this secret realm has passed a little, and he will participate in the sect competition again, return to this secret realm again, take out some buried treasures, and tentatively wait for it. There is indeed no danger. In the next twelve years, he will take away all the treasures!

Although the method of bringing the treasures out of the secret realm in batches took a long time, it did not have much impact. All the treasures were extremely high-level existences. Anyway, he couldn't use them now, so it would be the same if he buried them underground or placed on him!

And Han Ming had no choice but to do this at this time. This was the only way he could think of. Who made him have a low cultivation level and no background or backing? If he was like Concubine Wei, he would not have been so hard to do with an old monster-level backing!

At the same time, outside the entire secret realm, nearly twenty old, young, beautiful or ugly people floating out of thin air, constantly urging extremely powerful treasures, and bombarding the formation outside the secret realm with a rush of overwhelming momentum, causing the light on the surface of the light curtain of the formation to be destroyed, as if it could be broken at any time.

Qiao Yushan and a monk in the Xingxing Sect, standing on a huge rock, staring at the dozens of existences in front of him whose breath was as hard as a mountain, were full of envy. In the Nascent Soul Stage, countless monks in the Kaling Sect were extremely yearning for a realm that they could not touch!

Duanmu Xuner, standing behind Qiao Yushan, Xie Lanyi and the others looked at more than a dozen old monsters in the Nascent Soul who could move mountains and fill lakes. Their envy was in their eyes and their eyes could not be covered up. The nakedness was reflected on their faces.

This is the case in the Nascent Soul Stage. No matter where it is, whether it is the north, the middle earth, or the extreme west tundra, it is a existence that people look up to!

At the same time, it is not known whether it is a mysterious place that is millions or tens of millions of miles away from the continent of Dibei. Within hundreds of miles there are layer after layer of gray and white bones, piled up in chaos, making this place look like a white wasteland from a distance.

There is an extremely ancient altar in the middle of the pile of dry bones. The whole is made of piles of dry bones, which is a hundred feet high, making it extremely conspicuous in the dry bone wasteland.

There are wisps of black gas lingering on the bones on the altar. If there are people on the boundless Black Sea in the northern continent, they will immediately find that these black gases are from the same origin as the Nether Spirit Qi in the sea water of the Nether Black Sea. However, the Nether Spirit Qi here is extremely pure and cannot be compared with the mixed Nether Spirit Qi in the Nether Black Sea.

There is no living creature in the entire world here, no wind, no moon rises and sunsets, and the terrifying silence of the entire world can give people the illusion that time has been forbidden.

"Oh, maybe it's really one of the tens of millions of soul seeds that have been devoted to the cycle of reincarnation, and now it has sprouted and taken root!" A leisurely sigh came from the top of the white bone altar. Although it was not big, it resounded throughout the world. This was not how profound the cultivation was, but it was in line with the "rules".

On the altar of white bones, a child with five fingers and slightly dark skin looks like he looks like he is a child who is not yet a ** year old, sitting casually on a dozen dead bones, looking at a small black mirror in front of him. His eyes were in chaos, without a trace of emotional fluctuations!

If Han Ming had crossed the distant space distance and appeared here in an instant, and saw the scene in the mirror, he would have been shocked, because the mirror was actually his image, with silver hair and golden skin, and was using the jade shuttle spirit weapon to walk through the mountains and forests!
Chapter completed!