Han Yiming was not easy to refuse, and he didn't know what he said to the master in his heart. He just bowed to the master again, summoned the Mingyuan sword and flew into the air. He had something in his heart, but he never flew into the air, and circled around the top of Cuiwei Hall. Qin Wufang was like before, standing in front of the hall, with white beard and white hair, and his white clothes, dancing gently in the wind, and suddenly couldn't bear to look at him again. He felt extremely uncomfortable and turned to Ding Wu.

Ding Wu stood among the senior brothers and sisters who were not going down the mountain, his fat body was very conspicuous. He looked up and covered his forehead with one hand, blocking the dazzling sunshine. He looked at Han Yiming and suddenly pointed to the back mountain. Han Yiming knew that he was reassuring himself and took good care of Xiaoguai. He was not for this, so he nodded at this moment and quietly looked at the master again. Suddenly, Qin Wufang said in his heart: "Go! Yiming, be careful!" Then there was a faint sigh.

Han Yiming gritted his teeth and raised his head. He saw a few white marks in front of him, and knew that they were left by several masters, so he followed them. Chen Ruofu followed him and walked forward with him. Han Yiming didn't know how good the senior brother was, but just looking at his sword control skills, he was almost superb. However, since he went up the mountain before himself, he should be better than himself in practice. Even the sword control skills have been more than himself and used them for several years.

After flying for a while, I had already passed through the clouds. When I turned around, I saw that the sky was blue behind me, and there were a few white clouds floating slowly in the sky. There was no shadow of Lingshan, so I didn’t even have a larger cloud. I don’t know where Lingshan drifted in this moment, and where the place that was almost pure land was at this time.

Suddenly, a few white light flashed in front of him. Chen Ruofu slowed down and turned around and asked him loudly: "Junior brother, should we go down?" He spoke loudly, but it floated into Han Yiming's ears, but it was even smaller than usual. Han Yiming nodded and returned loudly: "That is the direction of the masters, let's follow us!" He flew towards the flash of white light with Chen Ruofu.

The two flew closer and saw that there were heads below, with all kinds of clothes flashing. There were countless people standing in the wilderness. People from Lingshan Sect stood aside, and Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu fell to the ground, standing behind the masters and brothers. Looking around, they saw that blue, black, brown, and ochre clothes were divided into different schools. Fortunately, the people who practice Taoism had clean clothes and had no bright colors, so they did not look very messy. Han Yiming never expected that there were so many people who looked up into the sky and saw people flying in a constant stream. I wonder if Qinglong had made an appointment with all the Taoist practitioners in the world this time, so everyone gathered here.

Suddenly someone next to him said, "Children, we're meeting again." Han Yiming looked back and saw a round face facing him on the yellow robe. His two thin beards spread out, and his face looked very familiar. It was Jiang Yuzi he had seen before. Han Yiming also remembered this person very firmly. This man used his skills invisibly. He was the first person to attack Han Yiming, how could he forget? But he had experienced a lot of experiences at these times, and he didn't get back to those experiences for a while. But when he saw him, he immediately got up, became alert, and took a step back.

Jiang Yuzi smiled and said, "Little boy, why? Do you still hold grudges?" Han Yiming was young, and his opponent was not his words. He was in his heart. He walked to his side alone and said, "Brother Jiang is here too. Yiming, don't you salute the Taoist priest." Han Yiming turned his head and saw Lu Yueqing had come to him at some point. Lu Yueqing smiled and said, "Brother Taoist is elegant, if you have offended something, please don't take it to heart." Han Yiming gritted his teeth and bowed to Jiang Yuzi. As soon as he walked away, Lu Yueqing said, "Yiming, you should salute this senior brother, too." As he said that, he pointed to the person beside Jiang Yuzi.

Han Yiming looked at the man and saw that the man was only middle-aged, in a moderate shape, wearing a yellow robe, and carrying a long sword on his back. The man looked very calm. Seeing him looking over, he smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Junior brother." Although Han Yiming didn't know who this was, the master told him that there must be a reason for this, so he bowed to the man. The man was very humble and returned the bow. Lu Yueqing said, "Yiming, this is the first disciple of the demon killer in the world, Mingxi!" Han Yiming was stunned and looked at Mingxi again. He remembered that the master had told him that the disciple of the demon killer, saying that there were four disciples of the demon killer in the world, and he could not remember his name. If it weren't for the master's name, he would not be able to name it. But he remembered that the first disciple of the demon killer was over 200 years old.

I sighed in my heart that although it was not so long that I was over 200 years old in the long journey of practicing Taoism, but for Han Yiming, I was still amazed. Mingxi does not look old, but is not young anymore, and there is a look of wind and frost on his face, and he has a calm attitude. He is not good at speaking, but Lu Yueqing is good at dealing with others, and smiles at Mingxi: "Mingxi, I have only been in the beginning for a few days. You are the senior brother.

Give him more advice. After all, you are his senior brother." Mingxi hurriedly said, "Senior, my disciple's cultivation is mediocre, how dare I guide others! But my senior has the fate, so I should do my best." His words and actions were very honest. Jiang Yuzi was completely opposite. Han Yiming saw it and felt friendly. He was also very honest and dull, but he didn't know how he got Jiang Yuzi's sly eyes, even walking with him.

There were many people at this time. Jiang Yuzi and Lu Yueqing exchanged greetings for a few words and then left with Mingxi. Seeing that they walked into the crowd of people wearing yellow robes over there, Han Yiming asked, "Master, are they all under Jiang Yuzi?" Lu Yueqing looked at him and said, "Yiming, everything can enter the Tao, and getting along with others is also the Tao. Although you are a little unhappy, you must remember that no matter what, Taoist Jiang Yuzi is already hundreds of years old. No matter what he is, he should not say how he was before, you should not respect him so much. He has lived such an age, so you should respect him. At least these years are worthy of respect! If you are disrespectful in your heart, you must not respect him on your face. Whatever he is his business has nothing to do with you. But what you want is your business!"
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