964, spiritual practice

Han Yiming sneered: "I'm not afraid of his people." He Sansi said: "Junior brother, of course you are not afraid. I have a very strange idea. Let me tell you about it and see if it is right?" Han Yiming also looked for a place.

He sat down and said to He Sansi: "Junior brother, please speak." He Sansi said: "Junior brother, Taoist Pingbo has practiced Taoism for thousands of years. If his cultivation is very poor, logically speaking, he should not have Wanxu Guan.

There are so many disciples in the sect. In practice, you also need to choose a master. When I joined my sect, what I liked was my master’s state of mind that was free from competition and practiced in isolation. Pingbo Dao Chang has many disciples under his sect, and his cultivation is not afraid of his disciples.

Are they turning the world upside down? There are many cases where the master is incompetent and his disciples backlash him. Therefore, I am very curious about Taoist Pingbo. How does he control so many disciples? Moreover, he also allows these disciples to be controlled.

Many disciples are devoted to him."

This was also a question that Han Yiming couldn't figure out. Master Lingshan was very good to his disciples, but something like Senior Brother Sima happened. At that time, there were many senior brothers who turned away from the master, so he treated the Pingbo disciples in the master's way.

Han Yiming was very puzzled by his disciple's loyalty. He was despised by Pingbo, but he had to admire his other unknown methods to keep all his disciples firmly in his hands.

The two of them ran around for a long time and came to this vast waterland. The sea breeze was blowing, the sea was blue, and the sky was blue. There were occasionally gulls flying around. It was a picturesque scene. This was not the first time Han Yiming saw the sea, but the last time he saw it

To him, going to the sea was a thing of the past. When it came to his mind, it was just a slight stab and passed. It was useless to think too much about Lingshan's past.

Suddenly a wave rolled up and hit Han Yiming. Han Yiming looked around. In the vast sea of ​​smoke, he and He Sansi could not be more insignificant. For a moment, his heart calmed down. He Sansi said: "Junior brother, if you are tired

Now, let's take a good rest. We have to wait for the opportunity here. I brought your disciples with me, but you can't see them for the time being. Don't worry. But Pingbo's disciples will definitely come. By this time, they have already

There will still be some time on the road until we get here. If a fight breaks out then, it will all depend on you, junior brother."

After hearing this, Han Yiming said: "I didn't have a rest last night, so I'm going to sleep here. When they come, you call me." He Sansi looked at the feathers floating on the sea and said with a smile: "Junior brother, just take care of it.

Don't worry, my magic will support you to rest for a while. Just rest. I will wake up my junior brother before they come." Han Yiming was really sleepy and lay down on his side. However, the sun was shining brightly at this time. When he closed his eyes, he still felt that he was in front of him.

It was very bright. I turned over, put my sleeves on my head, and fell asleep.

In the darkness, he felt that he was walking forward behind a figure in white. The figure in white had a faint halo, like a pearl. Is this a disciple of Lingshan? Just after he thought about it, the man turned back

Turning around, the clothes on his body were the plain clothes of Lingshan. Han Yiming quickly looked at the face of the man. The face of the man was very blurry. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see clearly, but he felt that the man seemed familiar.

So he asked: "Are you a fellow disciple of mine in Lingshan?"

The man looked at him up and down, nodded slightly, and seemed to shake his head slightly. Han Yiming could not tell that the man had turned around and was still walking forward. The moment he turned around, Han Yiming calmly looked carefully and saw nothing else.

He saw it, but a pair of eyes like cold stars flashed in front of his eyes. This man had eyes like cold stars. The man seemed to be surprised. He calmly looked at it carefully. After turning around, his pace was faster. Han Yiming didn't see his pace quicken.

But he was getting further and further away, and he couldn't help but say: "Are you my fellow disciple of Lingshan? Which senior brother are you? Please let me know, senior brother." The man was silent, did not make a sound, and just walked forward. Han Yiming is here

He rushed forward with all his strength, but couldn't catch up. He watched helplessly as his figure became increasingly blurry.

Suddenly the man stopped and Han Yiming hurriedly chased after him. Seeing that he was getting closer, he saw the man waving his hand and pointing behind him. His starry eyes showed a little smile. Han Yiming felt his chest rising.

As soon as he moved, he lowered his head and saw a bright light in front of his chest. A treasured mirror flew out from his chest. The colorless and phaseless treasured mirror flew out from his arms. With a dazzling light, it slowly rotated towards Han Yiming.

Startled, he raised his eyes and saw that the man had disappeared. Han Yiming looked back and saw several men in Tsing Yi chasing after him, all wielding peach wood swords. The first one was Ping Bo.

Han Yiming woke up with a start. He looked around and saw no one. There were still waves and sea breeze blowing all around. But when Han Yiming lowered his head, he saw that the colorless mirror was really rotating gently around him, up and down, and in front of him.

Later, when the colorless mirror turned behind him, a green lotus flower floated in front of him. This green lotus flower was the same green lotus flower that once floated on the colorless mirror.

Is a person a master? Han Yiming could hardly help shouting: "Master, don't you take a look at the spiritual mountain you have accomplished in your life?"

When the words came to his mouth, he held them back. Lingshan had reached this stage, how could he have the face to see his master? He calmed down and swallowed the words into his throat, but saw He Sansi with extremely jealous eyes, taking a closer look

He looked at the colorless mirror and the green lotus flower beside him for a while, then raised his head and said: "Junior brother, your cultivation is beyond my expectation." Han Yiming was a little confused, but after seeing

He Sansi's expression showed what he was thinking of, and he simply said: "Brother, this was once a magical thing from my Lingshan Mountain, and it is not my own cultivation." He Sansi shook his head and said, "Junior brother, I don't understand this precious mirror.

, but looking at it like this, it should be regarded as a spiritual mirror. This green lotus flower is caused by spiritual practice. Only people who have reached a very high level of spiritual practice will have this kind of lotus flower, just like his true body.

The amulet." Han Yiming said: "This is not mine, it belongs to my Lingshan master."

He Sansi looked at the colorless mirror carefully and praised: "This is really an unparalleled and wonderful artifact. I have never seen such an artifact. When the junior brother fell asleep, it floated out from his arms.

, it really shocked me." He wanted to speak again, but Han Yiming stopped him: "Brother, do we have to wait here? Or do we have to go forward? If we want to go forward, let's go quickly.

Ping Bo is chasing me."

He firmly believed that the person who reported the news in the dream must be the master of Lingshan. The master would never lie to him, so Pingbo must be chasing him. He Sansi was slightly stunned when he heard this, straightened up, and looked around

After looking around, he said: "We will wait here for Nankan. When the time comes, Nankan will open naturally and we can pass." Han Yiming looked around and saw that there was no hiding place in the vast blue sea, so he said, "Then my

Where is the disciple? He has been well hidden." He San thought: "Don't worry, junior brother, I have hid him very securely. I won't be able to find him unless I die." Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, thank you very much.

Senior brother, should we make a barrier? I don't know how to make a barrier, this depends on my senior brother." He Sansi shook his head and said: "We can't set up a barrier here, or maybe I can say that my magic power can't make a barrier here.
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