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Chapter 118 Forbearance

Zhao Haoyang said, "Senior brother, it's not that I'm talking too much. We have been brotherly for hundreds of years. I still can't bear to look at you. You use all your spiritual power to do this!" Huang Jingxuan smiled slightly and said, "Junior brother, who is not dead in this world? Even the master once said that even he will die one day. Instead of quietly extinguishing, it's better to use this insignificant cultivation to open a way out for the disciples, which is not in vain for this little cultivation. Junior brother, if I open a way out, remember to call Pingbo out together." Zhao Haoyang said, "Senior brother, what did you say? If it weren't for him, we would have gone out long ago. If you fight for all your spiritual power, you have to ask him to go out together?"

Huang Jingxuan sighed, "Junior brother, are you still so uneasy? Their lives are as valuable as ours. How can we only regard our lives as ours and treat others as nothing? If it were the master, you would have asked you to take them out." Zhao Haoyang responded for a while: "Yes, respect the teachings of my senior brother."

Although Han Yiming turned his face away, he still couldn't help but shed tears and quietly wiped his tears with his sleeves. This time, he didn't even dare to turn his head back and glanced at Huang Jingxuan, and could only cry quietly at the dark surroundings. Although the man didn't cry easily, he could not remain indifferent when he heard his beloved master sacrifice in this way. After a while, he heard Huang Jingxuan say: "Junior brother, you must remember that after going out, don't bother with Pingbo. It's better to offend a gentleman.

Don't offend villains. Why is the elder brother always tolerant? First, he has a profound cultivation and broad mind, and second, it is for these disciples." Zhao Haoyang said, "Yes, what the elder brother said!" His voice was slightly choked, and Han Yiming felt more and more uncomfortable. Looking at Taoist Pingbo, he saw Taoist Pingbo and his disciples meditate in the air over there. Because Pingbo insisted on doing his own thing, he was now trying to make his master sleep here forever, and he felt very angry.

They no longer have food, and others may be fine. Han Yiming was so hungry that he was dizzy and dizzy. The place was wet. Although he was thirsty in his mouth, he could still support him. He turned around quietly and saw Huang Jingxuan floating in the air with his eyes closed, Zhao Haoyang standing beside him, his eyes just looking at a place, as if he was thinking.

Suddenly, he heard Huang Jingxuan's voice saying, "Yiming, come." Han Yiming turned around and saw Huang Jingxuan wave to him. Then he flew to him with a sword. Huang Jingxuan smiled and said, "Yiming, you must help me with one arm." Not to mention a arm of force, even if he wanted him to go through fire and water, Huang Jingxuan said, "You follow me." Then he floated upwards. Han Yiming followed him without hesitation, and immediately floated upwards.

The two flew into the dim sky, and Huang Jingxuan said, "Yiming, look with the appearanceless treasure mirror." Han Yiming took out the appearanceless treasure mirror from his arms, and Huang Jingxuan said, "This time you circle around me, I'll let you turn, you just need to look at the appearance of the treasure mirror." Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that Huang Jingxuan was looking for the location of the spirit insect. He was sad and stared at the treasure mirror in his hand. Huang Jingxuan said, "Yiming, let's find the direction to get out. We can't see it, so we can only ask for help from the treasure mirror." Han Yiming saw a faint light on his face, his face as calm as usual, and he didn't even change the smile on the corner of his mouth, and felt even more uncomfortable. He blinked and said, "Yes." He took out the appearanceless treasure mirror from his arms and held it in his hand.

But he couldn't calm his mind at this moment. No matter how calm his mind was, he couldn't help but look at his master again after a moment. Huang Jingxuan said, "Yiming, you're hungry, you can't calm your mind if you're hungry. If you're holding on, you'll be able to go out." If Han Yiming hadn't heard what his master and uncle said, he would be happy. But he could hear clearly and clearly, and he could not laugh. At this time, he knew that his master and uncle used "an unpleasant voice" when talking to him, so all the senior brothers couldn't hear it. But for some reason, he could hear it. It was not the time to meditate on this matter. You can't see everyone dead here without a stick attack. Just pass this time, they all starved to death here. Gripping their teeth, taking a deep breath, and looking in the mirror.

A moment later, the white lotus with yellow stamens and white petals in the mirror disappeared, and the mist in the sky appeared. Han Yiming was at this time and looked inside the mirror. He saw that the appearanceless treasure mirror was like penetrated through the fog. The thick black fog in the mirror turned dim and slowly faded after a while. Suddenly, two red lights flashed in the mirror. Han Yiming held his breath and opened his eyes wide.

The two red lights became clearer and clearer, and there were two extremely bright yellow dots in the center of the red light, several times brighter than the candlelight. After a while, the yellow mist dissipated, and the mirror was already dark night sky, with stars dots. Under the stars, the huge snake head appeared again. The two extremely bright yellow dots were the two flames in its bright red pupils. This time the snake mouth was wide open, and the earth-yellow thick fog sprayed from it intersected with the thick black mist sprayed from its nostrils, making it even more ferocious! Han Yiming gently held the treasure mirror closer and saw that

It became clearer and clearer. Under the snake's head, the snake's body was thicker, even thicker than the big tree that was hugged by the two of them. However, the snake's body was not too long, only about two feet long. If it was an ordinary snake's body, the two were too long and were already a huge snake, but the snake's body, which was two feet thicker than the big tree that was hugged by the two of them, seemed a little short. Below the snake's body was a tail as thick as an arm covered with scales. Han Yiming suddenly realized that this was not a snake, but a huge hammer, which was the spirit insect that the master said.

He looked carefully for a moment and saw that the spirit insect's tail was extremely long, coiled in several circles, piled under his body. The scales on its body were not black, and the patterns on its back were not yellow. Its whole body was a dark green black, and the scales on its abdomen were not white, but green. The color of the center of the scales was lighter, and there were some small white dots on its back, like stars in the sky. I saw a burst of fog, and spit out a long black snake from its mouth and swing around.
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