Bei Ling nodded and pulled Han Ming's arm to the side.
Han Ming suddenly felt several hostile gazes locking him. He could only sigh helplessly. Many times, he obviously didn't want to cause trouble, but he just asked him to come to him.
"It's right here. Just say anything."
Seeing that Bei Ling was holding him all the way, Han Ming had no intention of stopping. He shook his hand and broke free from Bei Ling's hand, and said lightly.
Bei Ling looked at Han Ming in surprise again: "How come you are so cold? It's not that I have something to ask you for trouble. It's because my master asked me to come. This is what she asked me to give to you."
As he said that, Bei Ling took out a small porcelain vase and stuffed it into Han Ming's hand.
"This healing medicine is good for your injury."
Han Ming nodded, turned his subordinates to leave.
"Hey! You guy..."
Bei Ling quickly took two steps forward and stretched out her arms to block Han Ming. She thought that Han Ming had received the medicine from the Venerable Beihua for no reason, so she would ask curiously why. Then she could unfold her words smoothly.
But I never expected that this kid, as an outer disciple of the Dongling Gate, would be so indifferent to the gifts of the Venerable Beihua.
"Am I just so annoying? I didn't even say thank you?" Bei Ling's face looked a little ugly.
Han Ming nodded helplessly: "Thank you." He also said in his heart, "You are not annoying, you haven't seen many disciples from the four major sects staring at us?" I will cause trouble sooner or later when I am with you."
"My master said that your elemental perception ability is very good. Staying at Dongling Gate is a waste. It's better to go to our Beiling Gate. Anyway, you are also an outer disciple, so it's nothing to change a sect. No one will care about you. Besides,
My master himself is a magician. Following her, you will have a better future for development.”
Han Ming then suddenly realized that it was Venerable Beihua who noticed his elemental perception ability and developed a love for talent.
"That's really sorry. Although my elemental perception ability is pretty good, my talent and qualifications are inferior. I don't have much chance to improve in this life. Thank you Venerable Beihua for your kindness and say goodbye.
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Han Ming turned around and left again.
This time, Bei Ling did not stop Han Ming and silently muttered: "The lower-grade talent? So that's it... No wonder he is just an outer disciple..."
Back at the place where Beiling Gate gathered, Beiling truthfully reported Han Ming's situation to the Venerable Beihua.
"The talent of the lowest grade? There is such a thing..."
Venerable Beihua frowned slightly, and was also very curious.
Judging from her achievements in the seventh stage of the first stage today, I have never seen anyone who practices along the way. During the day, it was because Han Ming's elemental perception ability was too strong, which attracted the attention of Venerable Beihua.
At that time, he did not pay special attention to Han Ming's talent.
With Han Ming's best-in-class elemental perception ability, even if his talent is only a medium- and low-class, it is of great value.
"What a pity... What a pity... the strength of this elemental perception ability is the only one I have seen in my life." Venerable Beihua shook his head helplessly.
Back at the pinnacle, Lao Li couldn't wait to pull Han Ming into his room.
Looking around at the door for a while, carefully closed the door, lowered his voice and asked, "Han Er, what hatred do you have with Xifeng? Let him openly attack you in front of so many people. It is obvious that he thinks he wants to do something.
You want your life.”
"Old Li, you don't have to worry. Actually, there is no big grudge, just some small friction. It's okay."
Han Ming smiled and returned to his residence without waiting for Lao Li to continue asking questions.
Han Ming didn't take what happened today too seriously. If this matter came to an ordinary person, he would inevitably be angry and lose his mind.
But Han Ming has experienced so many things, and his mind is different from that of ordinary young people. Many things have become indifferent. In the final analysis, Han Ming is indeed a little responsible for this incident. If it weren't for him to speak ill of the rude way back then, he would have been very rude.
, the West Wind would not hold a grudge against him so much.
Xifeng just teased Donglin and Dongxue. Han Ming said something was indeed a bit heavy in order to stand up for the two honest people.
"Forget it, I'm not in the mood to argue with him." Han Ming shook his head slowly.
The three-day mission has been completed, and Han Ming has more time left. He has been practicing hard all night. He has already understood his talent in his heart. Based on his strength improvement in recent times, he has also been
It confirms that what the elderly disciple said is true.
But Han Ming is not a person who likes to give up easily.
He always had a thought in his mind. Perhaps, there might be a miracle that would happen.
This is a bit of luck that everyone will have in their hearts. The reason is that everyone in this world has a narcissistic tendency. This is normal. From the beginning of remembering, people will feel that they are unique. They are
The protagonist of this world.
Some people may not have a smooth life in the early stages, but they can always find various excuses to cheer themselves up.
"I am unique, I am the protagonist of this world. But the time has not yet come yet. In the future, I will definitely stand out and shine with all the lights."
Unfortunately, reality is reality after all. Many people have to admit that after suffering continuous blows, they actually have nothing different from others. They have nothing special. Everyone is ordinary people.
Forget it.
It is actually not easy to accept this fact. So many people begin to become angry, angry at their country, or even their own world. They feel that the world should not treat themselves like this.
"Why do others do whatever they do? Why do I have to live so hard!"
"Tsk! He can have today because he has a good father. What's so great about him? Without him, can he have today?"
This is how complaining and psychological distortion come from. But they don’t want to think more deeply about who is the father who has achieved what he has today? Everyone is a mortal, so why can’t he learn from other people’s fathers?
Your own efforts set a sky for yourself.
Han Ming didn't want to resent anyone. He knew that it was already a great blessing to be able to achieve what he had today.
After a whole night of cultivation, Han Ming found that his strength was still standing still and did not improve at all.
"Maybe this is my greatest achievement in this life. Maybe I will never make any progress in the future..."
Han Ming smiled weakly.
He did not observe today's competition, but chose to go to Lingshan to continue practicing.
He accepts his fate, but always has tenacious heart.
This time, without Lao Li's guidance, Han Ming came to Lingshan alone with ease.
At this time, the Dongling Gate was very quiet, and almost all the disciples went to watch the competition among the four major sects. No one was seen along the way.
Even there are few people around Lingshan.
After looking at the token in my hand, I walked up to the token number and placed the token in the groove next to the stone door.
The stone gate opened in response, took the token, and stepped into the legs.
The surging and majestic elemental power hits the face.
This time, Han Ming had adapted a lot and sat down cross-legged. The stone gate behind him rumbled and closed, and fell into darkness again.
Han Ming desperately absorbed elemental energy. These elemental energy entered Han Ming's body and were condensed into magic power and vitality in the vortex at the edge of the core. Magic power entered the core, and vitality power was still divided into two groups, one into the body, and the other
Enter the cloth pocket of the destruction of the colorful butterfly eggs.
Suck! Suck! Suck!
Han Ming only had this idea in his mind.
"My elemental perception ability is dozens of times that of others, so the speed of absorbing elemental energy is dozens of times that of others. I don't believe that even if my qualifications are extremely poor, can't I break through my talent with such a huge amount of absorption?
Qualification restrictions!”
At this time, Han Ming was like a hole in the lake. Elemental energy was like the lake, and Han Ming was the hole at the bottom of the lake. Infinite elemental energy poured into this small body at an exaggerated speed.
In the void, this small void cannot be filled in any case.
Suck! Suck! Suck!
Han Ming was already crazy, and his speed of absorbing elemental energy was much faster than usual, and he was completely desperate.
Time flies, and when light begins to appear on his body and the stone door slowly opens, Han Ming is already feeling as if he is dead.
After practicing all night the night before yesterday, Han Ming's strength did not improve as expected, but it still made a little progress. It was still noticeable.
But from yesterday morning to now, Han Ming has not even made any progress in practicing on this Lingshan Mountain. What was going on when he came in yesterday morning, and what was still like now.
Han Ming finally realized that the end of his strength might have arrived.
"Oh...hehe, it seems that no matter what, I can only accept my fate."
Han Ming smiled bitterly.
At this moment, the stone gate behind Han Ming suddenly closed again.
"Huh?" Han Ming was very surprised when he noticed this phenomenon.
In theory, the opening time of this stone gate is determined based on the token. The token in Han Ming's hand is only the most ordinary, and he can only practice the token for one day in Lingshan. Once the time comes, the energy contained in the token itself will naturally occur.
Exhaust. It must be sent back to the mourning hall for replenishment.
If there are people in the cave, the stone gate will never be closed. Otherwise, others could use this to quietly practice in Lingshan.
"What's going on?" Han Ming felt abrupt in his heart. This scene came so unexpectedly.
A white translucent shadow floated out of Han Ming's body silently.
At first, Han Ming thought that the demon soul had appeared, so he didn't care much, but turned around and checked the stone gate, but found that no matter what, the stone gate just refused to open.
"Don't worry, this stone gate will naturally open in a while."
When Han Ming heard the sound, his expression suddenly froze on his face. He hurriedly turned around and looked. The sound coming from behind was not the slightly sharp female voice of the demon soul. It was an old man who sounded ancient and vicissitudes.
Looking back, there was an elderly man in a white robe floating in the cave. The old man had silver hair and a long beard lowered to his chest.
The face is rosy and smooth, just like a child's face full of vitality.
"ah!"
When Han Ming saw the old man's appearance, he was immediately frightened and sat on the ground.
"You...you are..."
Han Ming opened his mouth wide, stammeringly and stammeringly.
The old man stroked his beard and nodded slowly: "No, not bad, I'm so young, I'm reaching this level faster than I expected. How about it? My Water God Skill is pretty powerful?"
The old man in front of him turned out to be the old man in the hallucination that appeared in his mind when Han Ming first came into contact with the Water God Leaf in the Water God Leaf. He is the master who created the Water God Leaf.
Han Ming has met many people in his life, including many powerful masters. He has friends, girlfriends, relatives, and people who are not relatives and are better than relatives. He likes, hates, and also
I have admired others. But I have never admired anyone from beginning to end.
Han Ming was also a little curious about this. But now when he saw the old man for the first time, Han Ming finally understood why he had never felt admiration for anyone. Even the four major sects were in charge.
The disciples did not make him feel a little bit of admiration.
In the final analysis, it is because the old man who created the Water God Jue has already taken root in Han Ming's heart without realizing it.
The more he practiced the Water God Skill, the more Han Ming could realize how powerful the person who created the Water God Skill was.
The old man in front of him is probably the only one Han Ming can truly be regarded as a worshiper.
"What? Are you so surprised when you see me?" the old man said with a kind face.
"You...you...you are...you are...you are the master of the Water God's Legal!"
Han Ming has not reacted until now. He can still see this old man in his lifetime.
"Haha, it's not. Actually, I've been dead for a long time. What you see now is just a phantom that I buried in your mind.
I know that one day you will encounter the first bottleneck in your life. If you cannot overcome this bottleneck, you will stop here for your whole life.
So I planted a phantom. When you reach a chasm that cannot be crossed because of your own talent, I will appear."
The old man spoke very slowly, and Han Ming listened very seriously.
"Senior... I let down your high expectations. It seems that I can't make any progress in this life. The Water God Skill can only practice to the second level."
Although Han Ming had never met this old man formally, he was always grateful to the old man. If it weren't for the old man's Water God Skill, he would never have been able to reach the level he is today. However, the Water God Skill cannot be spread, and he is the only one who inherits it.
The Water God Skill, that is to say, if Han Ming cannot practice the Water God Skill, this peerless secret will be completely lost in this world.dd