In this tallest ice and snow palace on the top of the mountain, an old man with long beards sat upright on a white jade ice chair, frowned and his expression was gloomy, and his five fingers kept knocking on the handle beside him.

At the bottom of the ice chair, Hao Jian, who had been arrogant and arrogant before, seemed to be a mouse who saw a cat, and he was lying on the ground, pressing against the ground, not even dared to raise his head.

Yu Jing lost her arrogance. She knelt on the side, lowered her head, and didn't dare to raise it, her face full of grievance!

The blue-robed fake pill monk named Pan Xiang stood aside with his hands tied down, with few expressions on his face.

"Hmph, let you go to the trial, but the result is that a group of disciples with the top qualifications in this peak Qi training stage have been ruined. You are so capable!" The old man with long beard snorted, and then stared at Hao Jian coldly!

"Master, this time it was all the casual cultivator named Zhu. He was the one who harmed him, and it was him." Hao Jian raised his head slightly and defended him repeatedly.

"Stop!" Before Hao Jian finished speaking, he was interrupted by the loud shout of the old man in the head.

Fortunately, Hao Jian didn't defend himself. When he raised his head to explain, the old man's anger suddenly burst out, and his terrifying power immediately suppressed him. He directly pressed Hao Jian, who had just raised his head, to the ground, and his forehead hit the hard ground, and blood directly smeared on the ground!

At the same time, the old man with long beard suddenly pinched the handle on the side and crushed the hard Xuanbing handle. He stood up and shouted in a deep voice: "You are not as skilled as others, and you dare to defend yourself. Do you think everyone is like a disciple of this sect taking into account your identity? What I want is not the process, not the explanation, but the result I want is the result. You two middle-level monks in the foundation-building stage have many treasures, but they are trapped like this by a casual cultivator of the same level. Are you still useless? How can you explain?"

Hao Jian crawled on the ground, his whole body trembling, as if he was oppressed by terrifying pressure, and as if he was frightened by the old man with long beards.

Hao Jian felt the old man's anger and felt a trembling heart, but his eyes turned and he remembered something. He begged repeatedly: "Disciple knows that it is all the disciple's fault, and it has nothing to do with the junior sister!"

Hao Jian's words were sincere as he looked at them, and it seemed to be from the heart!

When the old man with long beard heard Hao Jian's plea, he looked at Yu Jing, who was kneeling on the ground and looked aggrieved, and his anger slightly diminished. Although Hao Jian, a disciple, was not very good at heart, he cared about his only legitimate granddaughter!

But how could the old man with long beards be eliminated at once? He glanced at Hao Jian, a hint of disgust flashed through his eyes, and then said coldly: "After borrowing the power of the meteorite, go back to the sect and practice in seclusion. If you don't advance to the foundation-building level, don't think of getting out of seclusion!"

After saying that, the old man with long beard turned his head and withdrew his pressure, not looking at Hao Jian anymore.

"Thank you, Master, I will leave!" Hao Jian got up from the ground, bowed respectfully to the old man, glanced at Yu Jing for a long time, then turned to walk outside the hall.

After Hao Jian left the hall, the old man with long beard turned around and looked at Yu Jing who was still kneeling on the ground.

"Do you know your mistake?" the old man asked in a deep voice. Although there was harshness in his words, it was much softer than when he asked Hao Jian!

"Jing'er knew her mistake!" Yu Jing lowered her head and replied in a low voice. With Hao Jian's past lessons, she did not push the responsibility towards Han Ming, but decisively admitted her mistake.

In fact, Yu Jing felt that she was quite unfair. She basically did nothing, but led her disciples to rescue Hao Jian from the Source Cave. She didn't expect such a situation to happen. Moreover, the situation was urgent at that time. She had no choice but to be deep in the Source Cave. If she had been another person, she would have made that choice.

Although he admitted his mistake, Yu Jing's face was even more aggrieved!

Seeing Yu Jing's appearance, the old man with long beard suddenly thought of his only son who died early. His anger disappeared for some reason. He could no longer say anything harshly, so he could only sigh: "Just know the mistake, go down. This time, the self-defense objects on your body have almost been lost. There are some other life-saving objects in this storage bag, which are much better than yours before. It is better to use. The early stage monks in the Jiedan stage can't do anything to you in a short period of time, so please put them away!"

The old man waved his sleeves and a beautiful storage bag embroidered with lotus flowers flew into Yu Jing's arms.

"Go down!" The old man turned his head over and stopped looking at Yu Jing!

Yu Jing looked at the storage bag in her arms, then the long-bearded old man sitting upright. The grievance on his face slowly faded, but he did not leave immediately!

Pan Xiang, who was wearing a blue robe, saw that Yu Jing had not gotten up and left, walked up, helped Yu Jing up, and said softly: "Junior sister, go down first, Master actually didn't blame you!"

After the comfort of Pan Xiang in the blue robe, Yu Jing turned around and walked out of the hall.

As if Jing left the hall, the old man with long beard turned his head and looked at Pan Xiang, and asked, "Do you know why my master is so angry this time? Do you know where Jing'er is wrong?"

"The master is angry not for the dead disciples of Benfeng, but because Junior Sister Jing'er almost couldn't come back this time. Junior Sister Jing'er mistakenly made her life safe first, and broke into the Source Cave to save Junior Brother Hao without authorization!" Pan Xiang hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth.

When the old man with long beard raised his eyebrows and nodded with satisfaction when he heard this, he said with great meaning: "Among you, you are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are wrong!"

"Yes, my disciples must advise my junior sister more and let her protect herself in the future!" Pan Xiang nodded respectfully.

"By the way, the casual cultivator named Zhu was a little too bold. He actually dared to let Jing'er take risks. Although he saved Jing'er later, this was not a reason to forgive him. When he borrowed the power of the meteorite and left the land of the meteorite, you can deal with it secretly!" The old man with long beard waved his sleeves and disappeared on the Xuanbing seat, leaving only echoes in the hall!

"Disciple obeys the order, I respectfully send you to Master!" Although the person had already left, Pan Xiang, the blue robe, still bowed to the empty Xuanbing seat!

If you are immersed in cultivation, time will pass quickly, and ten days will pass in a flash!

In the closed stone house, Han Ming sat quietly cross-legged on the stone bed, holding the strange magic tricks with his hands, his eyes wide open, and there was a green light in it, but there was no trace of spirit.

The jade eyeball returned to normal at this time, floating quietly in the air. The small black vortex on it turned into a black pupil. It looked just an ordinary jade artifact and nothing special!

"Huh!" Han Ming let out a long breath, then he closed his magic tricks, closed his eyes slightly, and began to calm his breathing. He began to open his eyes again for about two quarters of an hour!

He took out an ancient mirror and placed it in front of him. He carefully looked at the pair of eyeballs that had returned to normal size in the mirror. Han Ming smiled slightly. In the past ten days, he had borrowed the jade-guiding weapon to allow both eyeballs to store the Beiyuan Tianguang as much as possible, and was waiting to use it when he officially practiced the Qingblind Heavenly Jue!

Han Ming felt that the amount of Beiyuan Tianguang he collected this time was enough for his practice in recent decades. It was unrealistic to use these Beiyuan Tianguang to successfully practice the second level of the Qingblind Heavenly Jue, but it should be more than enough to just cultivate it to the first level!

Beiyuan Tianguang is an ancient pupil technique. According to the power described above, it is very powerful. Even if you can only practice the first level successfully, it is enough for him to use it now. As for a few more levels, just think about it, don’t be too persistent!

Han Ming never had the idea of ​​cultivating the Qingblind Heavenly Jue to the third level, because there were too many Beiyuan Heavenly Lights needed in this way, and he could not collect them at all. If he didn't bring the Beiyuan Heavenly Light source with him, he would have no chance to practice successfully. The meteorite fell in the Rift Valley, and no one could take it out, and even if it was taken out, it was not something he was qualified to get!

"The amount collected is only enough to cultivate the first level, but it will be enough in the short term. If you have the opportunity in the future, your cultivation will improve and you still have the opportunity to continue practicing the Qingblind Heavenly Jue, come back and find a way to sneak in and collect it!" Han Ming murmured to himself silently, then gently tapped the magic array outside the stone house with one hand, removed the magic array on the outside, and walked out directly with his feet!

Now that his purpose of collecting the light of the North Yuan Tianguang has been achieved, it is time to hurry up and escape. You must know that he may be stared at by two elixir-stage monks of the Nether Ghost Sect. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, but it is better to leave!

Stepping out of the stone house, Han Ming glanced around and saw three stone houses around him lit up outside. He realized that Chen Ping and Wu Tao had both come down and were using meteorite spiritual power to sacrifice spiritual weapons in the stone house!

Han Ming glanced at the three stone houses, then ignored him and walked directly to the bluestone path. The most important thing he is to leave the land of the Dead Spirit quickly and fly away!

He flew towards the small road without looking back, but just when he was only seven or eight feet away from the small road, he suddenly saw two figures standing on the half-width bluestone path, completely blocking the bottom lane, and looking at him with a smile.

"Where is Fellow Daoist Zhu?" Chen Ping, a young man in brocade, smiled and flicked it casually. A green spiral of about an inch size flashed away, crossing a distance of seven or eight feet, and appeared in front of Han Ming in an instant.

Chen Ping and Du Han appeared too suddenly, making Han Ming unprepared. He waited until Chen Ping bounced out the blue spiral before he could react, but he didn't have time to resist. He could only subconsciously look forward with his hands, trying to block the blue spiral with his palm.

The bloody flower exploded, and Han Ming's right palm was pierced directly, and then the blue spiral flashed and appeared on Han Ming's heart.

Although the blue spiral was very small, it seemed to carry a huge force. Fang Yi hit Han Ming's chest, and Han Ming's eighth-meter-high body flew out ten feet in an instant. After rolling three times, he stopped slowly.

"Hey, is this kid wearing some special inner armor that didn't penetrate his body now?" Chen Ping showed a hint of surprise on his face. His momentum was quite powerful just now. Not to mention the fragile physique of humans, even the third-level monster could not stop it!

Without caring about the severe pain from his palm, Han Ming's mental power probed his body, and his face was immediately full of shock and anger. If the scales of the monster's body had not emerged at the critical moment, the blue spiral had already exploded in his body, even if his heart could slightly shift its position, he would have died!

"You actually attacked me!" Han Ming raised his head, his magic power surged, and at the same time he looked at the young man Chen Ping and the old Du Han fiercely. These two people dared to attack him, and they almost killed his life. They must not be forgiven!

Han Ming felt that he was not under great pressure when dealing with two poor cultivators of the same level. After all, the sword-control technique he had practiced for decades was not used for embroidery. Sword cultivators are known as the best at attack power!

"Oh, you still want to fight with us!" Chen Ping was immediately happy when he saw Han Ming's fierce look. He was really fearless!

"Hmph, the two of you sneak attacked me, Zhu naturally wants to ask for an explanation!" Han Ming flipped his hand and took out a top-level sword weapon, and his magic power rushed towards it, looking like he was preparing to take action.

"Okay, I will give you an explanation!" Chen Ping smiled, and the pressure aura in his body no longer suppressed it, spreading directly.

"Jidan-stage monk!" Feeling the powerful aura and powerful magic power coming from the pavement, Han Ming seemed to have seen a mouse with a cat, and his face was filled with horror. He didn't want to take a few dozen steps back without thinking.

"Oh, isn't this Senior Zhu? But I still remember the junior!" With a giggle, a female cultivator in a light yellow dress flew out from the light of inspiration not far away, stood on a stone roof, looking at Han Ming with a smile!

"It's you!" Han Ming saw the face of the female cultivator, and the shock on his face became even stronger. First, because the female cultivator actually flew out of the magic circle outside the bluestone square, second, the aura of the female cultivator was actually in the Dan-Cultivation Stage, and third, this female cultivator was actually the only casual cultivator in his previous mission of the Ten Thousand Skull Cave, Xu Xintong.

"Junior Sister Xu, you have come here and the arrangements are all done?" The old man Du Han immediately showed joy when he saw Xu Xintong flying out, and he couldn't help but step forward!

"All arrangements are done, just wait for the time to start planning!" Xu Xintong covered her mouth and smiled, replied to Du Han, then looked up and down at Han Ming, and licked her lips slightly.

"Senior Brother Du, Junior Brother Chen, can this "Senior Zhu" give me? I see that he is very yang, so he must be a good candidate for dual cultivation." Xu Xintong asked with a smile.

"Anyway, it's a casual cultivator. He stopped him just because he was afraid that he would cause some trouble. If you want it, then take it!" Chen Ping smiled and replied without thinking, but he glanced at Han Ming, and a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes.

Being attracted to this witch is even more terrifying than death!

The old man Du Han glanced at Han Ming more and shook his head slightly, but said nothing against him. No one could blame this young monk named Zhu. If he had to blame, he could only blame him for choosing Quasi-A. If he had chosen Area B, he would still cultivate spiritual energy with the foundation-building cultivators of the Nether Ghost Sect!

"'Senior Zhu' come and go to Wushan with me. I guarantee that you will die in ecstasy and have no regrets!" Xu Xintong smiled, patted the storage bag, released a pink bead, and pointed it at Han Ming lightly!

Han Ming had no time to continue panic. Although there was a cultivator in the Jiedan stage opposite, it was not his personality to wait for death. Even if it was useless, resistance was still indispensable.

Han Ming slightly crossed the sword, inspiring more than ten sword energy, blocking it in front of him.

Under Xu Xintong's urging, the pink bead flashed in front of Han Ming and met the sword energy around Han Ming, but it was cut into pieces by the sharp sword energy around Han Ming.

After blocking the pink beads and destroying them, Han Ming did not show any relaxed expression on his face, but instead became even more serious. The attacks of the cultivators in the Jiedan stage could not be so easy to crack!

Sure enough, with Xu Xintong's fingers, the fragments of the pink beads exploded into a large ball of pink smoke, directly covering Han Ming nearby.

"Hehe, under my Hongluan fog, you can't resist!" Xu Xintong lit her feet gently, and she flew towards the pink mist. Halfway through the flight, her dress flew away one by one. When she entered the pink mist, she was already half-suffered, with a large piece of skin exposed outside. The book I want to read cannot find the latest chapter? Cough cough, this is not a problem. I recommend a public account, here is a young lady to help you find the latest chapters and chat with you!
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