But Zi Shang was not a threat. After only two days, Han Yiming saw Mu Zhi again. While everyone was resting, a red light flashed in front of his eyes. Han Yiming's heart jumped. After staring at him for a long time, he saw the red Mu Zhi looking at him under a pile of leaves beside him, and his heart was confused. Fortunately, it was daytime, and Taoist Pingbo led his disciples to not go with them, so he still followed Huang Jingxuan all the way south. Although Zi Shang said Mu Zhi was coming that night, he always expected that it was just Zi Shang's mouth. However, when he saw that the small Mu Zhi poked a small red head out of the grass leaves, he jumped in his heart. He couldn't help but shout, "Second Master, Second Master, Mu Zhi."

Huang Jingxuan looked at Mu Zhi from afar and shook his head. Han Yiming stood up and walked to Huang Jingxuan, but saw Mu Zhi quietly following from the grass leaves. Han Yiming reached out and touched the dagger in his arms. If Zi Shang had not been for the words before, he would have taken out the dagger and cut off both of his fingers. Mu Zhi hid under a bunch of grass leaves and showed the pair of small eyes from time to time to peep. Han Yiming took out a bamboo needle and pricked several blood beads on the two fingers that had been pierced countless blood dots, applying his fingers. This time he saw Mu Zhi, he was particularly ruthless, applying it while looking at Mu Zhi.

Seeing Mu Zhi not retreating, Han Yiming suddenly got up that the young man that day had really been able to catch the sword, he would not have died like that. Seeing Mu Zhi following him, sooner or later he would be ruined by the mouth of Pingbo Dao, he was anxious, and his hand pricked a few holes and the blood beads fell to the ground little by little. Huang Jingxuan sighed and said, "Yiming." Han Yiming raised his head, and Huang Jingxuan said, "Don't do this." Han Yiming shook his head, feeling something flowing from his face. When he reached out to touch it, he was covered in tears.

Huang Jingxuan said, "Yiming, what's wrong with you? Is it so sad." Han Yiming unknowingly, the past was attracted to the hearts of the young man, and his parents died. Naturally, his mood fluctuated and tears could not be stopped. Therefore, he was very cruel. Although his fingers were connected to the heart, his heart was hurt, and the bamboo needle was deeply pierced into the flesh, and he didn't feel pain. Huang Jingxuan sighed, "Yiming, do you have many sad things? Don't treat yourself like this. Only by being calm in everything can you find a solution. You will not help this way."

Han Yiming was sad for a while and sighed, "I'll find another knife and cut off my fingers." Huang Jingxuan shook his head and said, "No, it's too late, it's too long. Zi Shang knows much better than me about these strange flowers and plants. Although she doesn't say it clearly, since she has said the moment, you don't change it, just do what she says. Although she is aggressive, she is uneasy and unwilling to be unwilling. You don't have to look at her differently because of the past."

Han Yiming had no good feelings for Zi Shang at first. At this time, when he heard the Second Master said this, although he secretly disagreed in his heart, he still nodded. After a moment, he said, "Second Master, what should I do tonight?" He was about to meet Taoist Pingbo again in the evening, and couldn't help but become scared.

Huang Jingxuan nodded: "Are you worried that Mu Zhi will be harmed by him again? Yes, his Seven-Ring Treasure Mirror is very powerful, so it's better to avoid it." He said: "You spend the night alone in another place tonight, I wonder if you are afraid?" Han Yiming was shocked. When he heard this method, it was indeed a good idea. When he avoided it himself, Mu Zhi followed him and stopped meeting Taoist Pingbo again. But he was really scared. He had never spent the night alone in the wilderness alone, and could not help but feel a little scared.

But then I thought, as long as Mu Zhi was no longer buried in the belly of the Pingbo Taoist, there is nothing else to be afraid of, and resolutely said: "Okay, Second Master, I will avoid it alone." Huang Jingxuan nodded and said: "Let's find a place in the afternoon, and I will turn you into an illusion. Not only can the Pingbo Taoist, but it also makes others unable to recognize it. In this way, you don't have to be afraid." He paused and said: "Fortunately, as long as it passes tonight, it will be fine. Tomorrow night, the moon will pass over your head, and you can use that knife according to Zi Shang's words."

The two had decided to discuss it. In the afternoon, Huang Jingxuan met with Zhao Haoyang first and asked all the disciples to follow Zhao Haoyang, and only brought Han Yiming to fly over two or three peaks with Han Yiming's sword to a valley. Huang Jingxuan said, "Yiming, give me your other set of clothes." Han Yiming took out the other set of clothes as he said, and handed them to him. Huang Jingxuan took them in his hand, pinched them, and said, "I haven't worn this set of clothes yet?" Han Yiming nodded.

Huang Jingxuan said, "Then take off your body and wear this one." Han Yiming was a little surprised, but he changed his clothes as he spoke and handed the changed clothes in Huang Jingxuan's hands. Huang Jingxuan said, "Brother Pingbo is very alert. His Seven-ring Treasure Mirror recognizes you. He has always done everything for his practice, and he is afraid that he may use the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror to look at you every day. Therefore, he has to use the clothes you have worn to confuse him so that he can hide his eyes." Han Yiming suddenly realized. Huang Jingxuan said, "Pick up a few of your hair for me." Han Yiming pulled out a few of your hair as he spoke, and handed it to him.

Huang Jingxuan put his hair into a small ball, pinched it in the palm of his hand, rubbed it for a while, and separated it. A ball of hair in his palm turned into a small ball, and a little light was emitted from the center of the ball. Huang Jingxuan pointed his right index finger at the ball, and the ball began to twist, twist for a while, revealing a piece of hair. As soon as the hair was exposed, it seemed like someone was twitching, growing longer and gushing outward. Han Yiming was surprised to find that it was originally a few hairs, but at this time it turned into a hair, but it was extremely long and continuously pulled out. The small ball was like a silkworm cocoon, and his hair was like silk, as if there was no end.

After a while, the hair was thrust away, and at the end of the hair was a small ball, with a silvery color and crystal clear like water droplets. Huang Jingxuan tapped the small ball up and down, left and right a few times, and the balls were concave wherever his fingertips went. After bounced a few times, he looked at it, and then stretched out his hand to bounce it a few times. Han Yiming suddenly found that the small ball had become the shape of a little man after he bounced it over. Huang Jingxuan said: "Yiming, pierce your fingers and give me two drops of blood." Han Yiming hurriedly took out the bamboo needle and stabbed it hard on his middle finger.
Chapter completed!