Han Yiming knew that these so-called fellow practitioners could not find themselves and could not go to Lingshan, but he found clarity a lot!

Yes, how could he forget that Lingshan is a demon in the eyes of everyone, and everyone is eyeing him, and countless practitioners are staring at Lingshan. As long as Lingshan makes a slight move, they will pounce on them to become enemies with Lingshan.

At this moment, Han Yiming felt that all the experiences over the years came to his face, and he said, "Yes, my Lingshan is a demon! Even if I save my fellow disciples or demons, even if I walk in the world to subdue demons, I am still a demon. Even if we dare not make mistakes, be careful and without any mistakes, they still regard us as demons! Just because my Lingshan Master built the blessed land of Lingshan, my Lingshan disciples practiced with sincerity and became thorns in their side!"

Sighing clearly, Han Yiming said: "Senior Brother, you told me about the past of Lingshan a few years ago, and also said that in the eyes of others, I, Lingshan, is the devil. I feel unwilling to accept my heart. So many of my teachers have been silent because of their prejudice, so I will build Lingshan again. My Lingshan disciples always have a place to live without the protection of Lingshan. Without the protection of Lingshan, they cannot practice according to their own will in this world, and they cannot protect themselves. Therefore, Lingshan is built again, and we have become the thorns of these people! They have to do everything possible to destroy the newly built Lingshan!"

He was apologized, and he met a practitioner of Taoism to find Mingxi more than once.

Mingxi and even Fanshan Sect are good at Lingshan disciples. They do not have such jealousy and have the style of ancient people for their achievements. But for this appreciation and tolerance, it is because the master was once a disciple of the Fanshan Sect, and the Fanshan Sect has always been blamed by his compatriots.

Even though he didn't hear the clues of his colleagues, Han Yiming also knew that they had not criticized and forced them.

If he had thought Xingchen was too ruthless before, he had already understood that what Xingchen did was truly the way Lingshan should take.

Even if you are not afraid of the difficulties of your fellow practitioners, you must prepare for the future like the stars so that Lingshan can be peaceful!

But in this way, Mingxi and Fanshan Sect will suffer. If they do not take action with these practitioners, they will be considered as their own way and will be the target of public criticism.

Han Yiming also understood that all his actions were just to justify Lingshan. Even if he didn't say it, Han Yiming also knew how much effort he had put into Lingshan and how many fellow workers he had taken on.

He sighed and said, "Senior Brother, no matter how you look at me, no matter whether you regard me as my enemy in the future, my fellow disciples in Lingshan are grateful to you."

Mingxi also sighed and said, "Junior brother, you are as pure as before, and you can see that your heart is free from dust, so I would like to help you more."

Before Han Yiming could speak, he suddenly felt that his whole body had disappeared and he couldn't even stand, so he sat down. He sat down at this time and realized that the West Sea was not a good place. He heard the whirring wind that he could not hear before. The cold wind blew like a knife, and the West Sea made him feel difficult to breathe, and he couldn't move after sitting down.

Mingxi suddenly said, "Junior brother, where is your spiritual power and cultivation?"

Han Yiming had not yet understood it, and he was already alert, and his eyes were shining everywhere and looked around.

After a while, he clearly said: "Have you taken away his spiritual power? When he loses his spiritual power, he will be silent. Do you want to let his spiritual power be destroyed?"

Only then did Han Yiming realize that his spiritual power had been lost in an instant. Suddenly, a low roar sounded. Han Yiming looked around first, but there was no strange thing. When he saw the big stone below, he saw that there seemed to be a living thing moving in the crack of the rock!

He stared at the crack of the rock for a moment, and couldn't tell what it was. The roar was the monster in the crack of the rock.

Just after seeing it, Han Yiming was extremely tired, his eyelids closed down little by little. He tried hard to wake up but couldn't wake up. He saw Mingxi talking to him but became less and less clear. When he saw Mingxi squatting down to look at him, he fell asleep.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and it was already night in the West Sea. He was still lying on the big rock, clearly missing, and the night wind in the West Sea was no longer as cold as before.

Han Yiming called out first: "Senior Brother Mingxi." In an instant, this sound was heard from all directions: Senior Brother Mingxi. His voice spread across the extremely quiet West Sea and echoed continuously.

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard a clear voice saying, "Where are you? I'll look for you."

Are you looking for him? The surroundings are full of sea water, which is no different from before. Han Yiming looked at the big stone below carefully, but the clear voice was as clear as before, and there was no panic or fear that fell into the cracks of the rock.

Suddenly, Mingxi heard again, "If you don't want to see me, I'm going to see you too. Let's open the words!" After saying this, Mingxi's voice fell silent. Han Yiming was looking around and suddenly saw a little white light in the sky.

The white light came very quickly. Han Yiming saw the white light like a ball of white flames, walking with four hooves, and suddenly realized that it was a blue-eyed white lion!

Why did it get here? Han Yiming watched the blue-eyed white lion running towards him, wanting to say hello, but he didn't know how to call him. He watched the white lion running near and crossing him.

The white lion is a spirit beast. When he ran, his four hooves hung in the air, so he passed by like a ball of lightning. He could only watch the white lion go away.

Just when he was depressed, there was a figure where the white lion disappeared!

The figure turned his back to him, wearing a Gehuang shirt, carrying a sword on his back, and carrying a sword in his hand, heading towards the direction of the white lion's departure.

This is clear. He was carrying the rhinoceros sword on his back, and he was carrying Yuanhui's Tengjiao Sword! Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and stood up and chased after him.

He felt very light and no longer had the difficulty of walking on the big rock before, as fast as walking on a smooth road. However, the clarity ahead was also very fast, and he had already chased with all his strength, but he was still pulled behind him far away.

Suddenly, Han Yiming felt that his feet were faster. He lowered his head and saw that the West Sea was no longer there, and there was yellow sand under his feet. His feet were stepping on the yellow sand.

The clarity in front of him disappeared. When Han Yiming looked around, the West Sea had disappeared without a trace, but clarity was behind him and was walking towards him.

Han Yiming stopped and called out, "Senior Brother Mingxi." His voice was extremely strange in his ears, and it was erratic and sometimes small. Mingxi was as if he had never heard it, and walked straight from him and walked forward.

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, followed Mingxi and walked forward a few steps, but Mingxi in front was nowhere to be found!
Chapter completed!