Huang Jingxuan said: "Your senior brother's inability to escape is completely different from the inability to escape from Taoist Master Pingbo. Your senior brother uses the Moonflower Circle, and can only illuminate it. After a while, Muzhi can escape. Moreover, the Moonflower Circle is made of moonlight and does not damage Muzhi. And Taoist Master Pingbo's seven-ring treasure mirror reflects Muzhi. Muzhi not only cannot escape, but it still dies in it." Han Yiming was stunned for a moment and looked at Huang Jingxuan.

Huang Jingxuan said: "As the name suggests, the mirror has seven rings, which are linked together. Although two rings have already broken, it is still the most powerful magic weapon in his sect. Each ring in the mirror has its own uses. People among the fellow Taoists say that this mirror is extremely ruthless. Fortunately, every time Taoist Master Pingbo uses it, it consumes spiritual power. If he is not full of energy, he will not be able to use this mirror. The immortal mirror only uses one of them, but I don't know which ring it is. But the cold light last night was called the ice treasure ring. I heard from your master that the material used for this ice ring was obtained from Xuanwu, so it is very cold. Although there are countless Ganoderma lucidum

The Ganoderma lucidum, which can grow into fleshy tangerine, only grows in the south and cannot stand the frozen cold. Once frozen, it cannot grow again. Isn’t there any Lingshan Mountain? Therefore, the climate on Lingshan Mountain is always as warm as spring. The ice ring in the seven-ring treasure mirror covers Muzhi, and even if he doesn’t catch it, Muzhi can’t grow again. If he takes it for a while, Muzhi will still freeze to death. But it’s good that Muzhi, which is covered by his ice ring, has the spiritual power, and it will take half a year to benefit after he takes it. If he catches Muzhi empty-handed and eats it, he will make things difficult for me and your fifth uncle, we are really not his opponents."

Han Yiming stared at Huang Jingxuan in a daze, and when he saw that he was quite grateful, he couldn't help feeling sad. Huang Jingxuan said, "Yiming, did this Muzhi attract you?" Han Yiming nodded, and he said, "Although Muzhi is very rare and not often seen, as long as they smell the smell on your hands, they will follow you from afar. If you see me, you must tell me earlier so that you can keep them safe and us safe."

After a moment of silence, Han Yiming said, "Yes, if I see Mu Zhi again, I will tell my uncle first. But how did my uncle know that it was my fingers that attracted it?" Huang Jingxuan said, "Last night, your whole body was frozen, only the two fingers on your left hand were still as usual. Under the ring of ice treasure, these two fingers had a light silver white. There was Xianzhi on Lingshan. If you look closely at Ding Wu's fingers, there was also a layer of white, which was also a trace of Xianzhi licking. I bear it.

Master Xinpingbo also saw that his practice book is similar to mine, and he has the help of the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror, and he cannot find the mystery. But he has never seen the two more rare things like Meat Zhi and Xian Zhi, and he cannot guess the mystery, but he always spys on it. It is better for him to capture you and wait for Mu Zhi to come to him. Moreover, he has had some unpleasant past with our Lingshan. If his spiritual power increases greatly, he will immediately attack the disciples of Lingshan."

Han Yiming said, "But, Master, you said just now that he will benefit from Muzhi in half a year. At that time..." Huang Jingxuan nodded and said, "At that time, we are afraid that we will all return to Lingshan. On Lingshan, the six of our masters are not afraid of him. But as long as any of us is alone, he will never give up. If he eats a few more Muzhi, we are afraid that we will not be his opponent on the road." He paused and sighed, "Yiming, try not to leave me and your uncle. You have just started. Although you have good qualifications, you can't talk about cultivation. It is very dangerous to meet him alone."

He spoke very earnestly, and Han Yiming was moved and said, "Thank you, Master." Huang Jingxuan nodded, slapped his hands, and heard a "bang" sound, but not a sound of applause, but a crisp sound coming from around him. Huang Jingxuan said, "If you have anything to say to me and your uncle in the future, you must be slower, and wait until we set the lower boundary knot so that they can't hear it." Han Yiming nodded, Huang Jingxuan stretched out his hand and pointed it out. Han Yiming couldn't help but lift his left hand. Huang Jingxuan looked for a while and said, "Yiming, you have to suffer a little."

Han Yiming said, "As long as you can stop attracting Muzhi, you will be willing to suffer any hardships." Huang Jingxuan nodded and said, "What a good boy. If we walk for ten days, there will be another good way. But now, you can only cut both fingers and apply blood on your fingers. The smell of blood will make Muzhi avoid it. Even if you smell the fragrance of Xianzhi, you will not dare to approach you rashly. But remember, every time you wash your hands, you have to cut your fingers and apply them again. In another ten days, we will look for an alien in the south. You come to ask for advice and ask him to give you another way to cover up the smell on your hands." Han Yiming said, "Yes, I'll remember." He pulled out the Mingyuan sword on his back, and ate his left hand, and wiped the sword's edge.

Suddenly, his wrist tightened and was firmly grasped by Huang Jingxuan. He raised his head and said, "The Mingyuan Sword cannot see blood, remember this." Han Yiming was stunned for a moment. Huang Jingxuan reached into his arms and took out a two-inch-long bamboo needle from his arms, saying, "This is your Senior Sister Liu. I specifically asked her for you. Ten days later, there is a good way, you can return it to her." Han Yiming took it in his hand, stabbed a small hole in both fingers of his left hand, squeezed the two small needle holes hard, and squeezed out the blood to cover his fingers.

He was afraid that Mu Zhi would come again, and was captured by Taoist Pingbo. He ate it, so he applied it very carefully until he evenly applied both fingers and no more misses. He then felt relieved. He put the bamboo needle in his arms and asked, "Master, why can't the Mingyuan sword be bloody?" Huang Jingxuan said, "The Mingyuan sword was refined by the ancestors in his early years. Even the six disciples of our disciples cannot use it. This sword is very bizarre and cannot be clearly explained in a few words. But if it is stained with blood, the consequences are irresistible. The ancestors used countless swords, and most disciples of the swordsmen also used it, but only this sword is strange. Remember it."
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