Before this was finished, the disciple named Qian inside said again: "Junior Brother Song, why are you anxious? Our master is vegetarian? But it's not time. Time is coming. Look at whether they respect you or not? I'm afraid that you will be annoyed by the time, and they won't be them!" As he said, he laughed twice and said: "It's no wonder that Junior Brother Song has never caught up with the good times and has never heard of many past events. In the past, when there was a dispute with us in Lingshan, the master came to him and scolded him for being a bloody spurt. Qin Wufang didn't dare to take any action against his master."

The disciple surnamed Song said in great despair: "Ah, there have been such moments? I just vaguely heard from my senior brothers, and it is hard to ask. Alas, it's a pity that I don't have the blessing and have never seen it. Hey, by the way, why is the Lingshan Sect no longer restraining its disciples so much now? Qin Wufang's old thing is obviously short of his master and his old man, but he dares to be on an equal footing with his master. He is really impatient." Han Yiming felt angry when he heard this, and gritted his teeth. The person surnamed Song and the person surnamed Qian were really not good people, and he actually called the master "old thing"! Han Yiming admired the master very much. At this time, he was already angry when he heard such disrespectful words, but he had to bear it.

The disciple surnamed Qian said, "Oh, it's because our cultivation is too slow. The disciples who entered Lingshan at the same time were not as good as them in terms of cultivation. Before you joined our school, Qin Wufang's old thing made his master angry, and the master sent several disciples to Lingshan to ask for crimes. As a result, he dared not to apologize. He also asked the senior brothers sent by the master to suffer a little before returning. The master came to seek justice, but the old thing actually

He said, "I can't bear it anymore, so I can only take action." He said that Master is inferior to Master. Seeing that he had some old experiences with Master, Lingshan had already endured it and endured it to such an extent, but tolerated it to such an extent that other sects respect their elders. From then on, Lingshan disciples no longer took the blame, and did not let us, nor would they avenge us." Hearing this, Han Yiming couldn't help but let it go quietly. Master did not let this matter go more and more intense.

Even if you respect the former brothers of the Master, you must have a limit. Although the Master is often quiet, Han Yiming does not think that the Master is afraid of Taoist Pingbo and his disciples. The so-called giving them three points is nothing more than the face of the Master. However, Taoist Pingbo repeatedly forced him up, which means that he did not look at the face of the Master, otherwise he would not be forced to Lingshan. If he reached this point, it would be better to be tit-for-tat. I wonder what means did the Master use to suppress Taoist Pingbo? Taoist Pingbo is not a person who can let go. He must have used all kinds of means, but he cannot defeat the Master, so he has to accept it. At this point, he really admires the Master.

The disciple named Song asked again: "Senior Brother, what despicable and shameless means did the old man Qin Wufang use to make our master suffer this loss?" The disciple surnamed Qian said: "Senior Brother, this matter is the private matter between Master and Qin Wufang, and we don't know. What do you ask about these things? It's not a good thing, and it's useless to ask." Although Han Yiming didn't know what the master said to the Taoist Pingbo, he knew that the Taoist Pingbo must have been slapped and had to lower his grudges.

He gave in. Master Master's cultivation level reached that point, and he didn't know at all, but he knew more or less about the cultivation level of Master Pingbo. First, Master Second once said, second, when going south, Taoist Pingbo made all his magic weapons in order to surpass everyone in cultivation, especially Master Second, but he could not get what he wanted. Isn't his cultivation level just like Master Bai Ying? His years of practice are much longer than Master Bai Ying. If Master Bai Ying practiced for such a long time, I wonder how powerful it is!

The disciple surnamed Qian said, "Senior Brother, you are better, why are you moving?" Han Yiming was shocked. Can't Senior Brother Fang move? Hearing this, this is indeed what he meant. Seeing that the little Canglong was not too big, he bit him so hard that he couldn't even move. He knew how poisonous it was. Senior Brother Fang said, "Well, you can turn me over and lie down to half of my body numb!" Han Yiming couldn't help it, and quietly touched the window, glanced at the window with one eye.

He was shocked when he saw this. Senior Brother Fang was lying on the bed. His three junior brothers were pushing his body to the side flat. Half of his body was fine, nothing unusual, but the other half was exposed, and even half of his clothes were worn. His buttocks were wrapped in thick white cloth. Han Yiming glanced at him and saw a circle of black and purple on his thighs exposed on the edge of the white cloth. It was not as if he was bitten by a poisonous snake, but it seemed that he was beaten to blood and bruises. This time, he couldn't help but take a look, and then he found that half of the senior brother Fang's body was slightly swollen. The blue and white little Canglong was actually poisoned to this point! He bit his bite and bit his senior brother Fang so hard that he couldn't even get out of the bed!

The senior brother Fang said, "I'll bother me, cut two knives on my legs and buttocks and let some blood come out. This poisonous snake is too poisonous, and my legs and buttocks are swelling and it seems to be about to explode. You cut two mouths and some blood comes out, but I'm afraid it's better." The disciple surnamed Qian said, "Senior brother, why don't you bear it anymore? I've cut it a few times, and I'm afraid it's cut again..." The senior brother Fang shook his head: "Ah, junior brother, I can't care about so much, just cut it. At this time, my leg was so swollen that it was about to burst. If you cut it, I'm afraid it's better." The disciple surnamed Qian said, "Oh! OK, let's talk about it."

As he said that, he untied the buttocks that had been wrapped tightly with Senior Brother Fang. Only then did Han Yiming see that Senior Brother Fang's buttocks had turned purple and black, swollen, very much like a skin that had blown all its breath! The skin color was purple and black, with a slight shimmer. There were several wounds on the purple-black buttocks, which contained blood scabs. The disciple named Qian took a small silver knife and gestured to his buttocks twice, saying, "Senior Brother, I'm going to do it now."

Senior Brother Fang said weakly: "You just do it." The disciple surnamed Qian dragged the blade across his buttocks, and blood immediately poured out. The two disciples next to him had already taken a white cloth to wipe the blood. Seeing that they didn't pay attention to the window, Han Yiming looked at it carefully and saw that the blood on the white cloth was bright, exactly the same as the purple and black one. But he heard Senior Brother Fang humming loudly, not knowing whether it was pain or relaxation.

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