After a moment of stunned silence, there was still a raging fire in front of him. Han Yiming's head was swirling with the scream, sharp and sharp. He could not believe that it was the scream of Taoist Hexiang. People who practice Taoism are not old. Besides, they have never seen anything in the world for years. Often, they are suddenly and silent. Mountain of Tai collapsed in front of them. Even the tip of their eyebrows did not even jump. But where did this scream come from? If it is the disciples, it is impossible to say that the disciples of the Xianchen Sect have already turned into dust. This scream is definitely not the disciples. If it is the disciples, what about the disciples. Although Han Yiming had never said a few words to him, his voice seemed to be calm. There was no such scream in his rare memory, which was really hard to match.

In a moment, the blazing flames disappeared after burning. It was not that the flames slowly extinguished, but that the flames disappeared in an instant. Han Yiming didn't know which division commander took the flames away, but this matter was not important at this time. The bones all over the ground really made people shake their heads and sigh.

Everyone stood silently and after a while, Han Yiming did not move when he saw that everyone had no intention of dispersing. He had no past memories of the Taoist Hexiang. Although they were both practicing Taoism, they did not say anything. However, the leaders of the various sects present had a friendship with Taoist Hexiang for hundreds of years, so it was difficult for everyone to guess. But what is certain is that they were not indifferent, but they were not superficial. Even if he saw the desolate situation in front of him, the teachers who had known Hexiang for many years would not need to be detailed.

After standing for a while, he heard Taoist Tianhua say, "Okay, the matter is over here. From now on, the Xianchen Sect is invincible and no one is left. Let's find a place to speak and discuss the funeral afterwards." As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Pingbo said, "The funeral afterwards? Brother Tianhua, what are you saying?" Chen Rufeng said, "It's undoubtedly the funeral afterwards. Brother Hexiang is going strangely, we have to make a living and discuss it." After that, he glanced at Sima Lingyi and said, "How about going to Lingshan to discuss?"

Before he finished speaking, Taoist Pingbo jumped up: "What? Go to Lingshan again? Where to discuss is not a discussion, do you have to go to Lingshan?" Somehow, when Taoist Pingbo spoke, Han Yiming was not angry, but he was in front of many teachers here, so he was inconvenient to speak. Moreover, the eldest brother was also on the spot, and the eldest brother didn't say anything, so how could he speak himself? But he snorted coldly in his heart.

I heard Chen Rufeng say, "Brother Pingbo, this matter is extremely strange. The Xianchen Sect disappeared without us at all. We should be more alert. This place is dead. Although there is no accident, it is better to leave earlier. Besides, this matter is irreversible, so Xu Tu's plan is to destroy the Xianchen Sect in such a silent way. It is natural that any of our sects can be destroyed. Even if we cannot avoid the eyes and ears of others here, it is better for us to be more vigilant. It is better for everyone to go to Lingshan together, where we cannot break in a random way, and others cannot come and go at will. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a solid soup. Even if our words are not easily revealed!"

Taoist Pingbo sneered: "Hmph, is Lingshan really everything good? It's not necessarily the same. It's as solid as a soup? I can still hear and see!" It would be fine if he didn't say anything, and Han Yiming didn't care about him. As soon as he said that, Han Yiming suddenly heard that when he had just arrived at Lingshan, he came to make things difficult for him. Taoist Xuanshu used the immortal mirror to peek at the side, and couldn't help but sneer.

His sneer was not loud, but the Taoist Pingbo heard it and immediately looked at him, his eyes were full of fire and said gritting his teeth, "Little bastard, who do you do these tones?" Han Yiming couldn't help it anymore, and sneered again. Someone pulled his clothes. Han Yiming knew that it was Chen Rufu pulling his sleeve, but he didn't look back. He just said, "Well, the Taoist Master can see it naturally. With the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror, what can't be seen? If you don't tell me, you're stealing, and if you don't tell me, is it also stealing?" He knew that the Taoist Xuanshu used the fairy mirror that day, but he casually put this on the Taoist Pingbo. He was supposed to be a riot, but he saw the Taoist Pingbo was angry between his eyes, gritting his teeth, but he stopped talking.

It turned out that although Taoist Xuanshu used the immortal mirror that day, the treasure mirror he used was really the seven-ring treasure mirror of Taoist Pingbo. Han Yiming said casually and said right. Seeing the Taoist Pingbo's expression changed drastically, he was stunned for a moment and knew that he was right. He was indeed peeping Lingshan. It was also unexpected. He didn't know what to say for a moment. The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment, but Chen Rufeng spoke first and said, "Okay, Brother Pingbo, you are too easy to be serious. A junior is just talking casually. You don't have to care whether it is right or wrong, whether it is true or not. What kind of cultivation is yours, and what kind of cultivation is he? Can we still care about the younger generation's words if you care like this?"

The Taoist Pingbo was a little embarrassed, but he snorted coldly in his nose, and drew Han Yiming a fierce look, and opened his eyes. Han Yiming understood Chen Rufeng's words very clearly. In a word, he knew that although this was to persuade Taoist Pingbo, he also said to him. Taoist Pingbo was narrow-minded and it was difficult for him to not care about him, but he did not have to see him as much as he did. Chen Rufeng said: "Sima Lingyi is the eldest brother of Lingshan. Let's go to Lingshan to discuss together, but you want to ask you to prophet Lingshan to open the mountain gate and lead the way up the mountain."

Sima Lingyi said, "Senior, please don't worry, I'll ask the sect to open the mountain gate and ask all the teachers to go to Lingshan together." He flicked his finger, and the Qingjin sword on his back had already come out of the box and was standing in front of him. Sima Lingyi reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, concentrated for a moment, and said, "Go." The light on the Qingjin sword lit up, and each took off his sword and dripped into the distance. Although it was daytime, the faint light was still very clear and conspicuous. Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu looked at each other and looked at the Taoist Pingbo. The Taoist Pingbo eyes were also facing him, with anger in his eyes, and he was very tempting to make such a revenge from then on.
Chapter completed!