Along the way, I saw the seven-ring treasure mirror of the Pingbo Taoist Man could not shine against the blue light, but it could not cover the flashing light. The blue light always lit up in front of him, as if a naughty child was turning back to lure the people behind him while walking forward. The more this happened, the more itchy the Pingbo Taoist Man was, and a cold light of the seven-ring treasure mirror could not stop moving forward.

They walked forward for a while and came to a grassland. They saw that the blue light flashed twice, and suddenly disappeared. A cold light from the Seven Ring Treasure Mirror flashed around for a while, but they could not find the blue light. The Pingbo Taoist also squatted on the ground and bent down for a while, stood up, sighed hatefully, and looked at the ground carefully. Han Yiming also searched carefully on the ground, but there was no trace of the blue light. After a while, his arms tightened and he looked back, he felt a flash in front of him. After a while, he stopped. However, Huang Jingxuan pulled him into the air, and they jumped to the top of a big tree, and saw a cold light sweeping across the place where they had just stood. It turned out that the Pingbo Taoist was unwilling to let go and shone the Seven Ring Treasure Mirror around.

Huang Jingxuan and Han Yiming stood on the top of the tree, with dense branches and leaves at their feet. Pingbo Taoist also looked back and saw the lush branches and leaves on his head. He was probably just looking for the blue light everywhere, so his eyes just glanced over. He bent down and searched on the ground for a long time, but there was no trace at all. He had to collect the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror, looked disappointed, and went to the place where he came.

Han Yiming stood on the top of the tree for a long time, and saw him leaving without any more noise. Fang asked softly: "Second Master, what is that?" Huang Jingxuan shook his head: "I don't know what it is? But this thing is very strange. It actually runs faster than the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror. I may be too concerned... But Taoist Master Pingbo's vision is very unique, and any good thing can't escape his eyes. If you, Master Bai Ying, wouldn't be here, she would definitely know what it is." Han Yiming said in his heart: "Does Master Bai Ying know? Does Master Bai Ying know all the flowers and plants in the world?" He couldn't help but ask, "Is this also a strange plant?"

Huang Jingxuan said: "All spiritual beasts are white or yellow, and they have a luster of red. But the red luster is all the young beasts among the spiritual beasts. The so-called young beasts are all those who have practiced less than five hundred years. Because they have blood and flesh, they are red. The yellow and white luster of spirit beasts are all spiritual beasts over a thousand years old, and some are born with yellow and white luster, but not many. And those who practice and achieve enlightenment have a different luster, among which green and pink are mostly. The cultivation is proper and there are other colors. However, the grass and trees have achieved enlightenment.

The luster is far weaker than the spirit beast, and it looks a little hazy. After all, the spirit beast is the spiritual energy of the world, and it is incomparable to the grass and trees." Han Yiming said: "But Xiaoguai, Xiaoray, its luster is white. Isn't it only five hundred years?" Huang Jingxuan said: "Xiaoguai is different. It is born with supernatural power and is considered a divine object. On the day it was born, it had the spiritual power of others for hundreds of years and had long since left the spirit beast. Although there are many spirit beasts, dragons and phoenixes and the like have long been divine beasts and are not included in the spirit beasts."

Han Yiming was very surprised: "So that's it." Huang Jingxuan looked away for a while, sighed, shook his head, and said: "Yiming, let's go. I hope I'm too concerned."

The next morning, Han Yiming and Sima Lingyi went to the stream to wash. They had been sleeping in the wild all the time. The first thing that practitioners of Taoism was to "cultivate themselves", so they all went to find the stream to wash. The two walked through a forest and came to the stream. After washing, they stood up and suddenly saw several people flashing behind them.

These people were all green Taoist robes and swords on their backs. As soon as they came out, they blocked their way. Two of them had already flew in the air with swords, and they were disciples under the Taoist throne of Pingbo. When Han Yiming saw their attitude, he felt a little nervous and became alert. Suddenly, Sima Lingyi beside him said, "Senior Brother Wang, what are you going to teach me?"

The senior brother Wang said, "My master invites this junior brother to have a conversation, and I will teach me to come and invite you." Sima Lingyi smiled and said, "Yiming, I have come to see Senior Brother Wang. This senior brother Wang is the eldest disciple of Master Pingbo, Senior Brother Wang Jingbo." Han Yiming hesitated for a moment, but saw Sima Lingyi nodding slightly, so he had to come forward, bow, and asked, and then he was about to retreat.

Wang Jingbo said, "Junior Brother Han, please stop." Han Yiming was quite reluctant to go. He was about to refuse, but he heard Sima Lingyi say, "Senior Brother Wang, although we are fellow Taoists, but there are different sects. Taoist Master Pingbo wants to see my junior brother, which is the Taoist relationship between my junior brother and Taoist Master. However, elders from different sects have always wanted to meet younger generations, and it seems that they should meet elders in front of the elders of the sect. Even if they ask, they should ask in front of the elders of the sect?" Wang Jingbo said, "That is the rule in your sect. It can only restrain you and has nothing to do with us. I only know that Master told him to see him, and I must take him to see his master." After that, he waved his hand and surrounded him.

Han Yiming couldn't help but gently touch the Mingyuan sword behind him, and took a step back. Sima Lingyi said, "Senior Brother Wang, can you ask the Taoist priest what do you want to ask my junior brother?" Wang Jingbo said, "Master, why do you want to ask me if you are a disciple? I'll ask this junior brother to go with us." The disciples under the Taoist priest Pingbo were quick to move and surrounded him in the blink of an eye, surrounding Han Yiming and Sima Lingyi in the center. Sima Lingyi said, "Senior Brother Wang, I will take my junior brother back and explain to the uncle, and then send him to Taoist priest Pingbo?" Wang Jingbo said coldly: "This is not a matter of trouble for Senior Brother Sima."

Sima Lingyi said, "Tao Master Pingbo has a fate, and the junior dare not refuse. But Senior Brother Wang doesn't look like an invitation." He reached out to hold Han Yiming's arm, and Wang Jingbo sneered and said, "Junior brother, please!" Han Yiming's arm tightened, but Sima Lingyi grabbed his arm. Suddenly, someone rushed down from the top of his head, and one on both sides grabbed Han Yiming's shoulder and pulled it upwards. Han Yiming was shocked and struggled hard, but Sima Lingyi let go of his hands, his hands were snatching two fingers up, and his eyes stared at Wang Jingbo. Suddenly, a "brush" sound was heard, and a cold light flew out of Sima Lingyi's back. His golden green sword had already flown out of the sheath.
Chapter completed!