Han Yiming spent a moment thinking about it and looked at the cinnabar characters around him for a moment, but he saw that the cinnabar characters were mixed in colors, with bright colors everywhere and dim colors.

Suddenly a voice said to him: "Silly boy, go back, don't give your life here." The voice was very gentle, as if a division commander was comforting his disciples, with endless patience and tolerance.

Han Yiming was so awe-inspiring that this voice was Pingbo!

He was hostile to Pingbo for several years and was very familiar with Pingbo's tone. At this time, the voice was gentle and consoling, not like Pingbo's usual tone, but it was still Pingbo's voice.

This magic circle is condensed by the spiritual power of the heads of Wanxu Temple in the past dynasties, and Pingbo is also the head of Wanxu Temple. Although he is still alive, how could he lack his spiritual power here? He must have devoted a lot of effort to this magic circle!

The voice said again: "Silly boy, don't be deceived by him! You can't break through this magic circle. This is the spiritual gathering magic circle. You have passed the first level, but the first level has broken the protection that your sect blesses you. This level is not that simple to walk through. You have to take off three layers of skin even if you don't die. It is rare to achieve success in your practice, why should you ruin your life here?"

Pingbo's words were said to all those who came to break into the magic circle. There were previously words of the head of the Wanxu Temple who had been destroyed in the magic circle, but they never persuaded people to leave like this, just to be alert. At this time, Pingbo's voice was particularly friendly, which was very different from the previous voice.

At this time, Han Yiming knew that the previous ink talisman was really the protection of Lingshan for his disciples. It turned out that Lingshan disciples wore simple clothes, not only the disciples wore the same clothes, but also showed that the sects were different. The simple clothes could also protect the disciples!

If it weren't for the plain clothes, I would have to be seriously injured in the first level. Even if I didn't have my hands and feet, my limbs would have been damaged, and I would have had multiple wounds.

Now the protection I had given to myself in Lingshan has been stripped of the first magic circle. With Lingshan's protection, I was also injured. Without protection at this time, I would definitely be seriously injured when I walked in.

A voice said, "Silly boy, have you figured it out? Then go back and don't send your life here."

The voice was very strange. I don’t know which leader of Wanxu Temple was. Han Yiming still walked forward, and every step there was a red light thrust towards him, sometimes even in his heart.

Han Yiming could only dodge the red light that came straight from his eyes and heart, and the red light that stabbed elsewhere did not dodge or dodge. It was useless for him to dodge. The characters here were densely covered with layers of characters. He would dodge a red light, and another red light would come. It would be difficult to avoid it completely. Moreover, he did not know where Pingbo had reached at this time and could not delay it at all times, so he would never hesitate. Even though he was so heavy that he had to use all his strength to every step, he still walked forward.

At this time, his simple clothes were gone, and the ink talisman on the hem of the simple clothes had gone, but his feet became heavier and each step was more difficult than the previous step. But he had already walked here and he would never retreat.

Suddenly, Pingbo's voice said, "Silly boy, you are the head of a generation. Is it worth dying here?"

Pingbo's voice was as gentle as he had heard before, but Han Yiming was shocked. He stopped and looked around for a while. Pingbo's figure was gone, and he breathed a little relieved. He had not returned here yet!

But when he heard Pingbo's words, Han Yiming couldn't rest assured. If Pingbo had cast a spell first, how could he know that he was coming? Wouldn't this Wanxuguan come here except himself?

This magic circle is not only defending itself, but Pingbo's voice said: "You don't know the grudge between me and Lingshan. It's not my wish that you have been involved in these years. You should go back first, and I will tell you another day."

This is really something he said to himself. Han Yiming said in his heart: "Is this what Pingbo set up before leaving the sect? He is easy to plot."

But he would not really retreat because of Pingbo's two words, and he tried hard to take another step forward.

After a while, another voice said, "Go back, your blood will flow away when you walk forward, and it will be even harder to walk behind."

The voice of this was something Han Yiming had heard before, and another head of Wanxu Temple.

He didn't know how many generations of heads of Wanxu Temple had passed down, but he had heard so many words and knew that Wanxu Temple had many heads and was also a sect that had passed down for several generations.

Suddenly Pingbo's voice said slowly again: "Silly boy, don't you know that you have been exploited by him? He used you to make you do your best in the most dangerous moment of Lingshan. Now you have to die here again. Do you still have to work hard for him when you have used this step? When you are silent, he will become the head of Lingshan again. He is the one who benefits, but you are the one who loses the most. Why bother?"

Pingbo's words were gentle and kind, changing his past hysterical and sarcastic spirit, but he was extremely patient and very gentle.

If Han Yiming hadn't had many interactions with Pingbo, had seen his narrow-mindedness and hideousness, and had heard these words, he would have thought he was a kind teacher.

Pingbo kept saying something, and Han Yiming's feet didn't stop. Even though he was struggling, he still took another step forward.

At the same time, he also saw several red lights hitting his body and penetrated it straight into it, and felt a piercing pain. He could not see his back, and he didn't know that the red light could penetrate his body. But wherever he saw a few more scars on his body. Seeing the blood marks on his short-dressed clothes slowly spread, Han Yiming looked forward.

He had red characters in front of him before. After walking through these things, he looked at the characters floating in front of him as layered as before. He had seen the ball of spiritual light floating behind the characters, and the ball of spiritual light belonging to Ru Xin was floating in front.

Han Yiming didn't have to look back and knew that there were layers of characters floating behind him. He just typed those characters and walked out step by step. He never thought of going back, but he knew that he could not go back!

He took a step forward and was injured by these characters. The spiritual power attached to the characters he retreated would also penetrate his body again! When he reached this point, he had to walk to Lingguang. As for whether he had the remaining energy to take Ruxin away when he arrived at Ruxin, he had never thought about it. It was meaningless to think about this now. He always had to approach Ruxin. As for how to take Ruxin away, I will talk about it later.

But in the next few steps, his feet became heavier and heavier. Han Yiming felt that there was no focus under his feet, and he would sink to the ground if he wanted to start.
Chapter completed!