Huang Jingxuan also stopped and sighed, "Zi Shang, if you really helped me this time, I will never refuse anything I can." Without listening to Zi Shang's answer, Han Yiming sighed, "Second Master, let's go." Only Zi Shang sneered, "Let's go? If you walk for another four days, the bloody smell can cover the fragrance of Xianzhi. At that time, I don't know how many Muzhi will be buried in the belly of Pingbo Taoist. It's very good, it's really good. Although Muzhi is rare, it's not just one or two, it's delicious!"

Zi Shang was sour and stigmatized, and she was gloating. Han Yiming was so angry that he was not very smart. Besides, his master was by his side, so he was not his turn to speak, so he had to grit his teeth and endure it. Huang Jingxuan also sighed, turned around, and said, "Zi Shang, if you can help, I will be grateful." Zi Shang in the room said coldly, with indescribable contempt. Seeing that Zi Shang refused to help, the second master was also in a difficult situation and gritted his teeth and said, "Second Master, let's go back."

Huang Jingxuan raised his hand and shook it gently twice, and then said to the room: "Zi Shang, you just look at me, how about helping him?" Zi Shang snorted coldly again. Han Yiming sighed softly: "Second Master, let's go back." Huang Jingxuan sighed. Before he could speak, he heard Zi Shang in the room say coldly again: "If you go back, go back, I can see what you can do." Huang Jingxuan said: "Yi Ming, don't be willful." Han Yiming couldn't help but say: "Second Master, I'm not willful. In short, let's go back." Zi Shang sneered: "Okay, you'll go back, I won't send you away!"

Huang Jingxuan looked at Han Yiming, sighed and said, "Zi Shang, please..." Before he finished speaking, Zi Shang in the room was already rushing to say, "You don't have to invite me, isn't he very capable? Let him finish it yourself." Han Yiming didn't mean her, and said, "Second Master, let's go." Huang Jingxuan said, "Yiming, don't be willful." Han Yiming shook his head: "Second Master, let's go. It's not that I'm willful. If my two fingers ruined Mu Zhi who had been practicing for hundreds of years, these two fingers would not be."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zi Shang's crisp laughter came from the room: "Speak lightly, if you are just blowing the air, you'd better save it." Han Yiming said lightly: "It's all practice. How can I destroy the practice of so many spiritual objects just because of me. On the Lingshan Mountain, the most useless disciple is me. Without my two fingers, it has nothing to do with it." Huang Jingxuan said anxiously: "Yiming, don't be so willful."

Han Yiming sighed and said, "Second Master, I know that ten fingers are connected to the heart, but I don't want to watch Mu Zhi eat by Taoist Master Pingbo. I feel really... It's just a pity that the Mingyuan sword cannot be seen. Please use the sword for me. I can cut my fingers." Huang Jingxuan shook his head and said, "No, no, let's have another way." Han Yiming sighed and looked at the two fingers coated with dried blood, and said, "After all, my body and hair are affected by my parents. If there is any damage, I can't resist my parents. But if these two fingers kill so many Mu Zhi, I can't care about these. They shouldn't die, they shouldn't die in Taoist Master Pingbo's mouth, at least they shouldn't die because of licking my fingers."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright light flashed in front of his eyes. The light fell in front of Han Yiming's feet, but it was a small dagger, the blade was as thin as paper, and the cold light shining. Zi Shang said coldly: "If you have this heart, I will lend you this dagger. The Mingyuan Sword cannot see blood. Can blood be seen when the wind is cut, and the clear water can see blood? You are a disciple of Lingshan. Don't you know that the weapons on Lingshan are not even blood-blades? It's not as good as my dagger." After that, he said: "It's too late, I can't keep you, just go back."

After she said this, she stopped talking. Huang Jingxuan sighed and shook her head. Han Yiming said, "Second Master, can't Lingshan's weapons be bloody?" Huang Jingxuan nodded and said, "Lingshan's weapons are all spiritual. The disciples do not have enough spiritual power. If the weapons are bloody, they will be dominated by weapons, not by weapons." Han Yiming was extremely disgusted with Zi Shang. He didn't need her things at first, but after hearing this, he looked at the dagger for a while, sighed, and still bent down to pick up the dagger. The sharp blade of the dagger is only two inches long, and the hilt is only one inch. It is small and exquisite, and the edge of the blade is flashing cold light, which is very sharp.

Han Yiming looked at it, carefully put the dagger away, and said to Zi Shang's thatched hut: "Thank you, Master Zi Shang." Zi Shang said coldly: "No thanks. However, my knife is also a spiritual thing. Four days later, the moon can only be used at the top of the head. It's too early or too late." Han Yiming said: "Why?"

Zi Shang said angrily, "Where do you come from so many things? Why do I tell you why? Do you use it if you love it? When will you use it when you love it? What do you ask me for?" She suddenly scolded her. Han Yiming was confused and speechless. He didn't know what he had offended her, so he had to stop talking. Huang Jingxuan looked at the dagger and said, "Since that's the case, thank you. Goodbye." He bowed to Zi Shang's thatched hut and took Han Yiming back.

Han Yiming followed Huang Jingxuan for a while, and then turned around, he saw another hill and a short forest, just like when he came. The boundless flowers had long disappeared, and the little thatched hut of Zichang was gone.

He had never had a good impression of Zi Shang, and his disgust became deeper at this time. He looked back and said, "Second Master, don't worry about me anymore. If you lack two fingers, it's not too much to come." Huang Jingxuan sighed, "Yiming, you don't understand that some of the mantras must be matched with gestures. You haven't reached these yet, so you don't realize that it's important, but in the future, you will know the use of these two fingers. The same mantras, if you use the wrong fingers and compare the wrong posture, will be greatly reduced. If these two fingers are dispensable, I won't care early on."

Han Yiming also knew that the second uncle had good intentions and was very grateful. In private, he had hoped that what Zi Shang said was to speak nonsense. Zi Shang destroyed the purple peach wood sword, and he was quite repulsive of this person. But he had also used to it, but he was confused at the beginning, why did a short sword, although he didn't know whether it was copper, iron or steel, and a short sword made of different iron, turned into a wooden sword in a moment, and he didn't know whether he saw the illusion first or later.
Chapter completed!