Chen Ruofu even saw the expressions of the four people and knew that the visitor was not good, and thought to himself, "I wouldn't have asked my senior brother to send them a bonding post." Then he thought, he would be at ease when he came, but he had become a grudge anyway, so it was nothing to tear his face. Chen Ruofu and Han Yiming thought differently. He knew that there were many things in the head of the sect that could not be explained by common sense, and he had already felt at ease. When he accompanied Han Yiming to Chen Rufeng's sect, he knew that Chen Ruofeng's disciples were not

He believed Han Yiming's statement and even decided that Han Yiming was the murderer, so he was always on guard, but he didn't show it. He looked at the four people carefully. Although they were all wearing new clothes, they were all wearing strong clothes and were wearing swords on their backs. He was afraid that they would take action if they didn't say anything. He looked at Lu Jingxin, and saw Lu Jingxin greeting the four people calmly, saying hello to him, and then he knew that Lu Jingxin was also on guard.

Lu Jingxin welcomed the four of them to the table for tea. Seeing that they sat down, he walked to Chen Ruofu and whispered, "Junior brother, what are you saying? They look bad!" Chen Ruofu did not look back, glanced back at the corner of his eyes, and lowered his voice, "Senior brother, be careful, they are just afraid that they are not good for Master Yu." Lu Jingxin saw what he guessed well and whispered, "Okay! Come to Lingshan, Lingshan is not easy to bully!"

Han Yiming welcomed more than a dozen fellow practitioners of casual cultivators. When these fellow practitioners arrived here, they all had envy in their spirits. Han Yiming knew that these many fellow practitioners of casual cultivators must have been looking for opportunities to seek refuge in Lingshan. After a few closer look, they were just ordinary, but some of them were not young, and they were obviously of different quality, and they felt a little helpless. Although not everyone in Lingshan’s former fellow practitioners were outstanding, the senior brothers looked beautiful and handsome.

The sisters are all out of the world. They know that the teacher and the masters choose to choose disciples are very meticulous. The name of Lingshan is very famous among their fellow practitioners, and these casual cultivators have always been beyond their reach. Suddenly, they received the letter of Lingshan. They were so happy that they came, and they rushed to the day. They were happy, but Han Yiming couldn't say the desolation in his heart. But today is a good day for the establishment of a sect in Lingshan. These people came here today, and it was also the good intentions of the senior brothers. They gritted their teeth and greeted them as if nothing had happened.

When the sun was noon, many people had already come, and several of them had not been famous when they met when slaying the dragon that day. Chen Ruofu reminded Han Yiming, "Sect Master, the time is here, you go and salute." Han Yiming looked back and saw dozens of people sitting there. Except for Chen Rufeng's disciples, most of them talked to each other, and a piece of them appeared in the hollow. A wooden table was placed in it. On the wooden table, the floating mirror was actually a "colorless" and without form.

Han Yiming pressed his chest, and the colorless and formless mirror on his chest disappeared at some point. Han Yiming still doesn't know what the colorless and formless mirror is. He really can't see its true nature clearly, but it is undoubtedly one of the most precious treasures of Lingshan. He then said, "Okay, let's bow." He walked into the empty field, and everyone stopped talking to him. Han Yiming saluted to these many fellow practitioners and said, "Today is the day when I have my Lingshan foothold here. From now on, I will be here to stand here. I would like to ask my fellow practitioners to come and witness it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice cursing: "Fuck, fart, fart, let's go! If you say you have a sect, you will be a sect, I will not allow it!" This voice was rough and very familiar, and it was the voice of Song Chuqun, the subordinate of Pingbo Sect! Han Yiming wanted to see what Pingbo would look like when he saw the foothold of Lingshan. He had never seen the disciples of Pingbo Sect come, and he thought they would not come. At this time, he heard Song Chuqun's voice and couldn't help but sneer. Why did he send this slut to come? Isn't Qian Ruohua the most cunning? Suddenly he remembered that he had smashed the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror with one sword. Qian Ruohua was injured and must have been bedridden. Pingbo sent Song Chuqun to come.

Chen Ruofu said, "Don't blame us for being uninvited, then don't blame us for being outside the door of Kuzhi!" Although Song Chuqun could not come in, he could not understand this sentence. He was furious and cursed: "You bastards! You dare not welcome me in! When I broke the barrier, you will be good-looking!" Han Yiming said, "Lingshan did not invite you to come. You did not report it, but for being uninvited guests. I want to let you in, so I let you in. If you want to break the barrier of my Lingshan, you will hit us! With your ten courage, if the guardian barrier of my Lingshan is broken a little, don't blame us for turning against others. If the gate of Lingshan is broken, don't blame Lingshan for being rude!"

Outside, Song Chuqun was so angry that he stomped his feet and asked his senior brothers and brothers to fight with all their strength to the guardian barrier of Lingshan. The spirit was splashing and sweating profusely, but it didn't work. Inside, Han Yiming had already arrived in front of the Wuxiang Wuxiang Treasure Mirror, gently wiped the Wuxiang Wuxiang Treasure Mirror with his sleeves, and shot the Wuxiang Wuxiang Treasure Mirror with his hands. Han Yiming held the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror with one hand, turned around and said loudly: "Today Lingshan is here again. Thank you for coming. From then on, this place is Lingshan." As soon as he finished speaking, the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror flew into the air.

Turning around, slowly falling, sank into the ground, disappearing without a trace. At this moment, Song Chuqun's voice disappeared, as if he had disappeared out of thin air. Mingxi first smiled and said, "Congratulations to Master Han." Yuan Hui also smiled and said, "Junior Brother Han, Lingshan has now established a foothold, and I am very pleased. I have been in love with Chenxi Mountain and Lingshan for many years. After that, our friendship will continue." The fellow practitioners of the random cultivator all said in a lingling manner: "We received the Lingshan connection post, and we came to join the Lingshan School. I don't know what was written on the connection post, but it still counts?"

Han Yiming felt a headache when he saw these strange-shaped people. In his heart, he did not want these people to join Lingshan. However, the fact that Chen Ruofu said that Lingshan should open up the road and accept more disciples was always in his heart. Therefore, he did not count the three words and did not say it. Lu Jingxin continued, "Why don't count? Why don't count? Lingshan has always been the one who says it, and all the colleagues have received the letter of getting together. When this place is over, they will give the ceremony to the colleagues. Don't quarrel in a hurry, let the leader talk to them first."

Those who answered the letter of "These are nature, that is nature. As long as the letter of "The relationship is counted, we'll wait." Suddenly, someone said, "It's right to do what Lingshan says, but I don't know what the leader of Lingshan said is the truth?" Han Yiming had already heard it was Tan Zichao's voice, and knew that Tan Zichao came with hatred today. He must have counted the fact that Chen Rufeng's extinction was on his head. It's really not here to tell him today.
Chapter completed!