Originally, Han Ming did not take these two people seriously, half a year? Don’t joke.
Han Ming always wanted to use various methods to persuade the two of them to go back quickly, and even deliberately intimidated Dongxue, saying that if he didn't go back quickly, Donglin's arm would not be able to be saved.
Helplessly, when he heard Han Ming's words, Dongxue just kept crying, but refused to give up on the way of walking.
Even though Han Ming used eighteen kinds of verbal skills, he could not persuade the stubborn thoughts of these two people.
Four months later...
The group of three people came to the neighboring country of Dongling Kingdom, Xiling Kingdom.
"Is it that simple to name the country here?"
Han Ming asked.
"Yes!" Donglin nodded seriously.
"Yes!" Dongxue also echoed.
"Yes!" Han Ming also responded weakly.
It is early July and the weather is hard to get hot.
The three of them randomly found an inn and stayed in.
While gathering in the small hall for dinner, a handsome man wearing a long sword on his waist saw Donglin and Dongxue from afar, and walked up to say hello.
"I think who I am? Isn't this Junior Brother Donglin and Junior Sister Dongxue? If you are not in Dongling Kingdom, what's the point of coming to our Xiling Kingdom?"
This man was not polite, and sat in front of the two of them casually, next to Han Ming.
When Donglin saw the visitor, his face turned red: "It turns out to be..."
"Yuan, Yuan, Yuan, Yuan, Yuan, Yuan, what Yuan? That's right, I am your Senior Brother Xifeng!"
The handsome man sneered, with a tone of mockery.
“I…we…”
"I, I, I, what do you guys do? Are you aware that in three months, the four countries in the east, west, south and north will hold a disciple competition, and deliberately came to inquire about the reality of our Xiling Gate?" The man named Xifeng looked squinting,
A disdainful tone.
"No, no...I..."
"No, no, no, no, nothing? I think you are just malicious! I think Venerable Donghua is so kind that he will not let you do such a despicable thing. You two must have sneaked out.
"As he said that, Xifeng shook Donglin and Dongxue and the others glanced at him and said sourly: "It seems that you didn't do anything good when you came out? Are you doing such a miserable thing?"
One sentence made Donglin and Dongxue blush and his neck thick.
"Go! Go back and complain to your master!"
"Don't...we really...non't..."
Donglin hurriedly explained.
Han Ming watched coldly, looking at the man named Xifeng coldly. He immediately understood one or two.
It seems that there are four countries here. According to the names, they should be Dongling, Xiling, Nanling and Beiling. And each country has a powerful sect, and they must have frequent exchanges between each other. And
It seems that Xi Fengping, who deserves a beating, has taken advantage of the two of them in his mouth.
After Donglin saw Xifeng, he started to stutter when he spoke. Obviously, two honest and honest guys suffered many losses in this person's words.
Han Ming silently picked up the teacup and drank tea. According to the fluctuations of the fighting spirit of the west wind, this kid should also be the top master of the fourth stage and sixth level. His strength is comparable to Donglin.
"Who are you?"
Xifengzhao turned around and looked at Han Ming disdainfully.
"Hmm? Where do so many flies come from? Is it because someone is spraying feces?" Han Ming glanced at Xifeng lightly: "Oh, it turns out that there is one more person. I'm sorry, I didn't see you just now." As he said that, Han Ming
He covered his nose with his hands exaggeratedly: "Why is this friend so angry? Have you just eaten shit?"
"What did you say!"
Xifeng didn't expect that the mortal who seemed to be incapable of strength in front of him would dare to insult him. He immediately slapped the table in anger and stood up, staring at Han Ming with a pretty face.
The table was slapped by the west wind, and the food on the table fell to the ground one after another. Han Ming calmly held a plate of dishes in his hand.
"Oh... It seems that the shit you eat is still very spicy. Why is it so angry? Is the Xiling Gate like you are so uneducated? I think the disciple Xihua is so righteous, and the disciples he taught will not be able to do so, either?
So uneducated. It seems that the lord of Xiling Pingri does not value you very much." Han Ming actually didn't know what the head of the Dongling Gate was named, but he just boldly speculated that it was called Xihua. Seeing that Xifeng did not refute,
He guessed it right.
"What a timid little thief, he actually insulted my master!" Xifeng angrily pulled out the long sword from his waist, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Han Ming's nose.
Han Ming was not afraid at all: "Yoyo~ When did I insult your master? I obviously insulted you, but you must pull your master up together. It seems that Pingri didn't pull your master out to the back?
If you don’t know how to respect your teachers and respect your teachings, I will definitely complain to Master Xihua when you look back.”
"you!!"
"You, you, you, what are you? Didn't you see that I am a mortal with no power to tie a chicken? He actually drew his sword to me? As a disciple of Xiling Gate, do you still want to attack mortals? If you spread it, you won't be afraid of being humiliated by Xi.
The name of Venerable Hua.”
"You! You!"
"What are you? Why did you suddenly stutter? Didn't you be very clever when you mocked my two friends just now? Did you practice the kung fu that Master Xihua taught you to the point of being able to speak? As a disciple of Xiling Sect, you don't know how to practice hard
, I only know how to argue with others. Is this the style of your Xiling Gate? Or are you deliberately coming out to spray feces everywhere, trying to smear the reputation of Xiling Gate? You are a crime that is aggravated!"
"I! I'm so angry!!"
Xifeng slashed the ground in front of Han Ming with a sword, slashing a bottomless crack on the ground, and shook his sleeves and left angrily.
Han Ming's words are really vicious, and every sentence must bring the Venerable Xihua with him. Xifeng did not dare to act. If he did, it would be equivalent to admitting what Han Ming said. If he didn't act, he would be angry.
It's so dead. Donglin and Dongxue are both present. If Han Ming's sword is slashed on the spot, it will inevitably lead to quarrels. It's not like to do it, nor is it like not if you don't. You can only take the floor and vent your anger.
Donglin and Dongxue saw Han Ming scolding the west wind in one breath and running away like a stray dog, they couldn't help but smile. It seemed that Pingri was really affected by this west wind, even though Han Ming spoke rudely at this time.
Unbearable, I couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Han Er, it's not good for you to make enemies with Senior Brother Xifeng for no reason. He is famously petty. I'm afraid he will make things difficult for you in the future. You have to be careful."
Donglin smiled, but he still knew Xifeng's character very well. He couldn't help but start to worry about Han Ming.
Having a grudge with him for no reason? I did this for you two honest people. Han Ming rolled his eyes and was too lazy to argue with these two woods.
A month later, the group of three finally left Xiling Kingdom and came to Dongling Kingdom.
The sect of Dongling Gate is built on a mountain range that is towering into the clouds. The peaks here are particularly huge, more than a hundred times larger than Qingyun Peak. If it weren't for the continuous ups and downs of the mountain, Han Ming would have thought that there was a piece in front of him.
Plateau rather than mountain.
"Do people in your continent like to build sects on the mountain?"
Han Ming accompanied the two of them to climb the mountain for two and a half days, but still didn't see the top of the mountain, and felt a lot of emotion. If this were placed on the earth, it would have been possible to enter and exit the atmosphere several times to outer space. And the mountain road ahead
Still winding, no end to see.
What shocked Han Ming even more was that it would be fine if the mountains here were high, but the key was that the trees were high. There were hundreds of towering trees now, which were inserted from the foot of the mountain into the depths of the clouds. Han Ming had not seen the canopy yet.
The huge tree trunk is nearly a hundred meters in diameter and slowly shakes and creaks in the violent peaks.
"Brother Han and the other two don't know. Our disciples often compete with each other, and they can't tell where they fly. If they build the sect on the ground, they don't know what kind of damage it will cause to the people's homes."
Donglin was obviously used to walking on this mountain road, so he turned his head and talked to Han Ming, without even looking at the road beneath his feet.
Han Ming looked down at his feet. The path that the three of them were walking was very narrow now, and only a width that allowed two or three people to pass through. If you accidentally fell into the endless abyss, even if you were strong, you might end up in pieces.
The people climbed upward for nearly three days. The three of them had strong strength and fast pace. They had climbed upwards for nearly a thousand kilometers along the way. I'm afraid that few people could withstand such a height.
"What you said makes sense..."
Han Ming nodded slightly. Judging from the strength of Donglin and Dongxue, you can almost understand. Xifeng called their junior brothers and sisters before, but his seniority was obviously not high in the Dongling Gate. Such people stepped into the fifth battle king with half of their feet.
I don’t know how terrifying the strength of those senior brothers and sisters is. When they compete, a powerful fighting spirit flew out of the sword. I’m afraid that the obstacles encountered within a few kilometers will be cut in half.
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"Brother Donglin, how long will it take to get to your sect?"
Han Ming asked.
"Well, it's almost there, it will be about half a day. In Pingri, we all took the cable car up and down the mountain, but the master told me that we had to walk. So it was a little slower." Donglin pointed to the few not far away
The huge rope said.
Han Ming had seen it when he came up. There were several huge elevator-like stone platforms parked at the foot of the mountain, and the platform was penetrated by ropes. There were also several rows of small wind-type magic crystals below. It seems that
It should be possible to use the power of wind-type elements to drag the stone platform to the top of the mountain.
After walking half a mile away, Han Ming finally saw the Dongling Gate located in Donglin's mouth.
This is a complex of buildings built at the top of the mountain. The peaks were flattened by unknown forces, forming huge platforms. The platform is so large that it is one-third the size of an ordinary small city in the Northern League Empire, and several of them are
The peaks are connected from a distance, and the connection is several iron cables nearly twenty meters thick. The iron cables are blown violently by the strong wind, which should be the only way to other peaks.dd