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Chapter 228 Change

It was good that Sima Lingyi smiled and said, "Junior Brother Gu, Junior Brother Chen, why do you do this? It is your chance to be called an opportunity. If it is not your chance, it is useless to force it." Gu Qingquan smiled and said, "Well, senior brother is saying." Chen Ruofu said in great envy: "It turns out that the four great spiritual swords are all in the hands of demon-killing disciples, it's really amazing." Their answers were like singing and combining. Han Yiming knew that they were heartless words, but it felt very uncomfortable when he heard it. Seeing Lu Yueqing standing aside, he called Master and walked to Lu Yueqing.

Although Lu Yueqing had not turned around, he knew that he had come in and said, "Yiming, how about it?" Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and Lu Yueqing said, "Look at whether he is quite a bit slaying this time?" Han Yiming couldn't help but smile. Among these many people involved in the slaying of dragons, the Lingshan Sect was the most indifferent. But Lu Yueqing asked him, "How about it?" But he was not the slaying of dragons in his heart. He would rather be like this, let the white dragon go farther and never appear in front of these people again.

Suddenly Chen Weiyu came over. Han Yiming saw that the two masters seemed to have something to say, so he stepped back. He was unwilling to go back to his senior brothers at this time, for fear that everyone would talk about the spirit sword, and it would not be convenient to go to the senior sisters. Although he saw that some senior brothers and senior sisters also talked a lot and did not avoid suspicion, they were all hundreds of years old and could not look down on anything, so they were calm between each other. But he still couldn't be so calm.

When I turned around, there were crowds of people in front of me. I thought that there were few and few people who practiced Taoism, all of whom were far away from the world and were invisible. And many of the people in front of me were actually all practitioners of Taoism, and I couldn't help but laugh at my shallowness. Seeing that there was no sign of leaving in the morning, I turned around and walked into the woods.

People gather outside the woods, but inside the woods are particularly quiet, with both inside and outside. It seems that the White Dragon is indeed powerful and hides without a trace, but it is not a matter of a situation to gather here. I don’t know when it will be the end. The Qinglong has not given up halfway. With the lessons of Xiao Yi and Luo Yue, it has prevented the situation from gradual. Even if this group of people have the desire to leave, I am afraid that they will not dare to act without permission, and no one wants Qinglong’s fury to come to him.

Suddenly there was a slight movement around him. Han Yiming looked around and couldn't help but be surprised. At some point, there was a layer of diaphragm around him, which was faintly vague. After a moment, it became thicker. Han Yiming stood in a daze, and could no longer hear any sound in his ears. As he gradually became darker, he suddenly felt a little moved. Bailong! He was happy, but he was also a little confused. This situation was very different from the mystery barrier set by Bailong last time. Without hesitation, the word "white dragon" at the mouth was held back again.

He stood there, motionless, and did not make a sound, but in his heart, he suddenly said, "Little Kid, we meet again!" A slightly fat body turned from behind him, with a yellow Taoist robe, a round face, and two thin beards to greet him with a smile. It was Jiang Yuzi.

Han Yiming was shocked, and Jiang Yuji said, "We have never met each other at times, kids. Why, do you still remember the unhappiness in the past?" Han Yiming saw that it was him, and he couldn't help but be wary. Jiang Yuji said, "Children, I haven't seen each other for many days, and I've made great progress. Let's have a good talk!"

Han Yiming looked around and Jiang Yuzi smiled and said, "We were destined to be together in the past. I was going to continue this destiny with you. But it was not satisfactory. It seems that you have a lot of misunderstandings about me. It is time for us to have a good talk." Han Yiming calmed down and gave a bow: "I have met senior. What advice do you have for me?"

Jiang Yuzi smiled and said, "Well, you are indeed somewhat similar to Mingxi. How about it? But when I came to my sect, I became a real brother with Mingxi?" Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, but he still had this head. On the day Han Yiming became a disciple in Lingshan, he also came in person and witnessed it with his own eyes. Han Yiming thought he had no intention of him anymore. He heard his question like this, and he really didn't know how to answer it. Jiang Yuzi smiled and said, "I didn't want to accept you into my sect, but when I first met you, I felt that you were quite similar to Mingxi, so I took you into my sect." Han Yiming heard that he was inconsistent, and it was obvious that it was not "I didn't want to accept you into my sect", it was simply "I want to take you into my sect."

He bowed to Jiang Yuzi and said, "Thank you for your kindness. Senior Brother Mingxi and I are now brothers. Besides, I have joined the Lingshan Sect, so I am afraid that it is inconvenient to withdraw from the master's sect and then resign to the Taoist sect." Jiang Yuzi laughed: "Well, there is a clear and open-minded voice in his words. You should indeed be brothers. However, only if you really get to my sect, you will be brothers in one sect. Oh! As for your sect, it's very clear that as long as you give me a sect, the appointment with your sect will be resolved!"

Han Yiming was shocked. He had never wanted to come out from Lingshan Gate to another sect, even if he had this plan, he would not dare to say it so easily. Although he had never heard of another sect, it should not be so simple since he came out from the original sect and changed to other sects. Jiang Yuzi looked at him for a while and said, "I will do whatever I say. You will kowtow nine times when you accept disciples in Lingshan, and I will kowtow eleven times when you accept disciples. As long as you kowtow these two heads, you don't have to worry about the rest. And in the future, my Fanshan Sect

, if not passed to Mingxi, it will be passed to you. At that time, you will also be the leader of the sect. Although you still can't see any difference in your cultivation, a little bit of spiritual light has appeared. In time, I will definitely achieve great success. In the future, I will always hand this sect in the hands of a person with unique spiritual roots. Therefore, you and Mingxi are both the best candidates. In your Lingshan Sect, the leader of this sect will probably not be your turn in the future. Sima Lingyi is as outstanding as he is the leader of Lingshan. It is very beneficial for you to come to my sect, how about it?"

He did not use the magic that made people fascinated before, so he wanted to be tempted. Han Yiming was unmoved and was refusing, but Jiang Yuzi said again: "Even if I give up the sect's honor to Mingxi, you are still young and Mingxi will have a day of extinction. You are more than 300 years younger than him and can always be in the position of the head sect." Han Yiming smiled bitterly, and it turned out that Jiang Yuzi still thought that his hesitation was to weigh the interests, so he said: "Thank you, Master, I don't have this idea."
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