Han Yiming understood instantly and said, "Senior Brother means that we will go back and be careful now?" Mingxi said, "Isn't it? Shouldn't we be careful?" Chen Ruofu said, "If we don't go to Senior Huang's sect, will we be able to use this motor by people with ulterior motives?" This is exactly Han Yiming's worry. Mingxi shook his head and said, "If you don't go, there will inevitably be someone with someone with ulterior motives to point at Lingshan, but what is this more than you are careful and be careful? They are also coming to fight Lingshan if they are not here. Lingshan has to take the blame! Then why not go back and be careful and be prepared early." Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu both woke up immediately and stood up and said, "Thank you for your advice, let's go back now." Mingxi said, "I hope you are more careful. The storm is about to come and the wind is coming!"

The two rushed back to Lingshan and fell to see Lingshan as everything was like before. They felt at peace in their hearts. The clear words were really sharp. They were uneasy all the way, and they calmed down after returning to Lingshan. As soon as they returned to the sect, Han Yiming recruited all his fellow disciples. In fact, everyone knew that Huang Songtao's silence and Lingshan could not escape, so everyone was prepared for them. Even the disciples who had just entered the sect were very careful. Han Yiming saw that they had not been in the sect for a while, and had no senior brothers and sisters to teach them these days, and they were extremely worried. However, the newly-entered disciples said, "Don't worry, the leader, since we entered Lingshan, they came to provoke us. We already felt that it was a rare opportunity for Lingshan to accept us. As for practice, it was not something that could be learned at all times. If we overcome this difficulty, our cultivation will improve greatly, so we are not afraid."

Han Yiming sighed: "If I overcome this difficulty, what I know will do my best to tell you, and I hope you can make progress in your cultivation." After these disciples left, Han Yiming discovered that Xingchen was not here. This time was different from usual. You must find Xingchen and say hello to him first.

He thought of this here and saw Qingshi running towards him. Qingshi stopped and said to him, "President, come with me." He rarely came to look for Han Yiming, and Han Yiming said, "Qingshi, what's the matter?" Qingshi turned around and left, Han Yiming walked towards the flower field with him. Qingshi jumped over the stream, squatted down, and brushed a cluster of flowers and plants at his feet. Han Yiming also squatted down, but saw a purple halo in the flowers and plants.

Qingshi touched the purple halo with his fingers, and the halo trembled slightly and became bigger. Han Yiming also reached out and touched the halo gently. The halo was bigger again. Now it was clear that there was a figure in the halo, and he immediately understood: Lingxin. Han Yiming didn't understand flowers and plants, but Feng Yumao understood. Han Yiming hurriedly said to Qingshi: "Go and invite your master to see." Qingshi went, Han Yiming touched it lightly again, and the halo was bigger again. This time he saw clearly that the figure among it was indeed a bit like a spiritual core.

After the Lingxin was injured, it was parasitic on Xingchen. At this time, it was possible that Pingbo's talisman had been resolved. Han Yiming didn't dare to touch it anymore, so he could only squat in place and waited. Soon Feng Yumao rushed over. He squatted down and looked at Lingxin for a moment, and said to Han Yiming: "Prince, please drop blood on it." He handed a sharp thorn, Han Yiming pointed out the blood, and dripped the blood on the purple halo. A drop of blood was instantly sucked into the halo. Feng Yumao said: "It takes three times to change fingers, and three fingers." Han Yiming, as Feng Yumao said, pierced two more fingers and dripped the blood on it, and they were instantly sucked into the halo.

A moment later, a ball of blood red appeared in the purple halo, and a moment later the blood red turned into bright white light, dazzling light, which made people look sideways. The light passed by and disappeared without a trace. Feng Yumao looked for a moment and said to Han Yiming: "The leader cut it open with a sword." Han Yiming was stunned and said, "Sword Slash? Will it not hurt the spiritual core?" Feng Yumao said, "No." Han Yiming summoned Mingyuan's sword and gently stroked the purple halo.

The purple light opened with nothing in it. Han Yiming and Feng Yumao looked at each other and suddenly heard the voice of Ling Xin behind him, "Ah, it's finally out, it's so boring." The two turned around and saw Ling Xin fell from the sky and stood behind them. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, Ling Xin said, "I'm finally out! That demonic way is so cruel!" She stretched out her hands, and there were still a few clear traces of talismans on her hands, but it was already very light.

Before Han Yiming could speak, Ling Xin looked at herself. She was covered with white veil. Ling Xin said, "It's still me who looked good." Her body rotated, and after a while, the white veil on her body changed layer by layer. She was wearing purple clothes, still with one arm exposed. She was alone by the stream, and she didn't care about Han Yiming and Feng Yumao. After watching for a while, she reached out and waved to the distance: "Come on, come on!"

Han Yiming and Feng Yumao both looked at her call. After a moment, a small black dot flew over and flew closer. Han Yiming had already seen that it was a black butterfly with two white dots on its wings. The butterfly flew to Lingxin's hand. Lingxin stretched out his hand, and it stopped on Lingxin's hand. Han Yiming said, "Is this broken jade?" Lingxin said, "Yes. It almost disappeared." The broken jade was much smaller than before, but when the wings flapped, you could still see the illusion of light from the black. Lingxin turned his head and said, "Where is the flowing gold?"

Han Yiming stretched out his hand, and his tiger mouth was still marked with gold. Lingxin took a look and said, "You should take it with you." Han Yiming saw that there was blood on her face, no longer pale. I don't know whether it was good or bad, so he looked at Feng Yumao. Feng Yumao said, "Junior Sister Lingxin, where is your spirit? Give your spirit to me."

Ling Xin said, "My spirit body has been destroyed." Han Yiming watched with his own eyes Feng Yumao rescued the spirit core from the spirit body trapped by Pingbo, and Feng Yumao had a hand wither. Feng Yumao said, "Thank you to me, otherwise I will not be able to protect you." Ling Xin stood up for a moment, stretched out his hand, and a small tender seedling rose from the slender jade palm. This tender seedling was green and dripping, but the tip of the seedling had a purple color. Feng Yumao took the tender seedling from her palm and said, "I plant your spirit body so that you can grow faster. Your spiritual power is damaged, and if it weren't for the spiritual blood of the head, you will find it difficult to recover. I hope you are more careful, your spiritual power is not as good as before, and you can be safe with caution." Ling Xin was quite unhappy, but he could do nothing and flashed and disappeared.
Chapter completed!