He came too, Han Yiming calmed down and said, "Okay."

A white light flashed, and the stars appeared. In the darkness, his white clothes were as gentle as snow.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed it with two fingers. Han Yiming's eyes lit up, and in an instant, several spiritual lights lit up. He and the stars stood in the dark, but there were spiritual lights floating around them.

A moment later, a quiet room appeared. This quiet room was very simple, with a table and a bed, and there was a wooden table beside the window. There was a sword in it. The scabbard was not strange, but there was a slight flow of spiritual light between the sheath and the sword.

Seeing that the quilt on the bed was very simple, Han Yiming moved his heart and took a step forward.

He took a step forward, and the room was a step away from him. He turned around and wanted to ask Xingchen, but opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

Xingchen glanced at him and said lightly: "Master, don't blame me for not silence, so I stopped the voice of the head. This is the inner room of Mingqing and Jingjing. With the spiritual power of his generations of masters, others are not allowed to come in. No one can hear it with magic when speaking here. It's just that the origin of Lingshan and Mingxi can bring the head to listen. The head only needs to listen. Don't speak out, don't disturb."

Han Yiming nodded, Xingchen stopped talking, the inspiration in front of him dimmed, but a few words came into his ears.

I heard a man say, "I don't know when the leader of Mingxi will come back? I've been waiting for this for a long time. Could it be that he is talking to our great enemy?"

This sound is familiar, but Han Yiming can't remember who it is.

But he heard another voice saying, "Senior Brother Mingxi has always been careful. How important is your master's murder? He must ask clearly. I will wait with you. There will always be a situation in this matter. He has done evil and cannot escape justice."

Han Yiming was very familiar with this voice, it was Qian Ruohua.

Han Yiming has been away from Qian Ruohua for a while. He has fought with Pingbo for several years and knows that Pingbo relies very much on this disciple.

Qian Ruohua is also very smart. He knew Pingbo's meaning and everything he did was to help Pingbo. Since his injury was cut by Qianjun, if it weren't for the abnormality, Pingbo wouldn't have sent him out.

Han Yiming was not surprised to hear his words here. Mingxi was not something that ordinary disciples could speak, Pingbo would definitely send Qian Ruohua to come.

When he thought about this, Han Yiming, the person who spoke before, also remembered that he was a disciple of Chen Rufeng.

However, the disciples under Chen Rufeng's sect had mediocre cultivation, and Han Yiming couldn't tell who he was instantly. He only knew that this voice was recognizable, and he thought he would meet him very often. He couldn't say that he was one of the four disciples under Chen Rufeng's sect.

Han Yiming knew that there were disciples from all sects coming, but he never expected that they would stay in the clarity of things like this, with the intention of forcing Lingshan to turn against Mingxi.

But then he thought: "The origins between my master and Mingxi are known to all sects. They want to attack Lingshan and force Mingxi to not be enemies of them first?"

Han Yiming has long known that all sects are enemies of Lingshan.

Pingbo would only take action if he kept everyone away from Lingshan and left Lingshan alone without help. He couldn't help but sigh that Xingchen was very quick to take action. At this time, whoever took the lead had already taken the lead.

Although Lingshan is not afraid of flat waves, there are very few disciples in Lingshan. There are only a dozen Lingshan disciples now, and the number of them has already fallen short. The cultivation level of new disciples is still shallow, and they will only die even more miserable when they fight with various sects.

No one spoke in the room inside and outside for a while.

After a while, I heard Chen Rufeng's disciple say, "I just don't know that Master Mingxi will work with us to eliminate this magic path!"

Qian Ruohua smiled in his voice and said, "Senior Brother Wang, everything is determined. There are not many disciples left in Lingshan now, but the little thief is extremely cunning. Senior Brother is naturally anxious to take revenge, but I can't think it's urgent. My master also wants to take revenge, so don't he have to endure it. But I think it's not enough to endure it now."

He was full of energy. Han Yiming couldn't help but think of his appearance when he was seriously injured. He also instantly remembered that he had absorbed the true energy of his fellow disciples and sneered in his heart. He also remembered that he had never spoken alone, but he knew about this person, called Wang Qingsong.

Wang Qingsong said: "He detained my Senior Brother Shan the day before yesterday and fled. When we arrived, we had already escaped without a trace. He made me Senior Brother Tan very angry. I wanted to chase him, but my Senior Brother was afraid that I would suffer a loss and would not allow me to chase him. This little thief is extremely cunning now. It was a pity that my Master was fine on him that day! How could he have such a tough move now?"

Han Yiming endured it and endured it, but he didn't snorted coldly. Shan Jingping was obviously unable to defeat him, but he wanted to say that he was escaping and was really shameless.

Qian Ruohua sighed: "That's a pity. He rarely left alone, but let him escape. It would be difficult to get it right."

Wang Qingsong didn't like to listen to his words and said, "Senior Brother Qian, are you blaming my senior brother? My senior brother is not the opponent of the little thief. Even my master's death is related to him. How could my senior brother be his opponent? You have many disciples in Wanxu Temple and respect for your master is still alive. Didn't he escape his life at that time? Didn't he escape once!"

Qian Ruohua coughed and said, "Don't mention this matter. Of course, my master can't let go of this kid, but he has a support, and the support is extremely powerful. He was unable to get rid of him. Now that he wants to get rid of him, he must find a corresponding solution."

Wang Qingsong said: "To put it, who is his supporter? Is it Lingkong? Or someone else? I don't think it's Lingkong. Although his master was told that he was omnipotent by everyone, why didn't this capable man come when his Lingshan was destroyed? Isn't it just a legend? I have never seen their master in person."

Qian Ruohua smiled and said, "This master is really powerful. We just haven't seen it. Just look at Lingshan in the past and Lingshan in the present, you can tell that they are not comparable to that master. Master Lingkong is a genius by building Lingshan with just hands. However, no matter how powerful he is, Lingkong is still broken by my master. Today's Lingshan is really different from that before. His master cannot help, but I am not surprised. The little thief is just cunning and lucky, so he escaped several times. Now my master is thinking of pulling out the demonic path of Lingshan from the root, so we are also very careful. As for his support, I can't see clearly. But I can tell you that he is definitely not Master Lingkong!"

When Han Yiming heard Qian Ruohua was so sure, he was stunned and looked at Xingchen.

But he saw Xingchen's expression as usual, not surprised. He did not even listen to the words of people outside, but instead looked around.
Chapter completed!