Why did the ancestor Xuanji treat himself like this? Is it because he really likes his wit?
Han Ming still knows his talent. Look at the countless empty people on the prison planet and look back at himself. Climbing up the way can really replenish blood and tears. Only by achieving today's achievements can you achieve today.
This is enough to show that Han Ming's talent is actually not excellent, but to some extent, it is still very poor.
Han Ming really couldn't understand why the ancestor Xuanji was so good to him. If he hadn't been really good to him, he would have to be trying to make something for himself.
What does he mean by me?
Han Ming thought about it for a long time, but he never got the answer.
Anyway, this secret of spontaneous combustion has been given to Hongyan, so I just let him be his own scapegoat to practice. After practicing well, I will feel at ease. After practicing badly, I will have a clear idea in my heart. This Hongyan is not considered a scapegoat.
What a good person? Think about the large number of empty people captured by him on the prison planet. Such people will die if they die.
“Red Rock.”
"Here, now." Hongyan quickly turned around and responded respectfully.
"You should practice this secret of spontaneous combustion by yourself and don't let outsiders know about it. No one can do it." Han Ming said lightly.
"That's natural, don't worry about all of this. I will never let the second person know that I have the secret of spontaneous combustion. Whoever finds out, I will kill whoever!"
Hong Yan made a busy promise, but in fact, Han Ming didn't need to warn him, he would never reveal this secret. He got a treasure, so he was not willing to let others know. It was too late to hide it.
"If you practice this secret of spontaneous combustion, you must leave Canglan Star and cannot move on this planet at all. Do you understand?"
Han Ming was mainly worried that the ancestor of mystery would find the clues. If he could see Hongyan practicing the secret of spontaneous combustion, he would naturally know that this was given to him by Han Ming.
Hongyan was so moved that he almost burst into tears. He thought to himself that the master was so kind to me, so he was so worried in order not to let other brothers discover his preference for me. I must repay him well.
"Hongyan knows, thank you Junior Brother Han for your warning."
"Let's go."
The two came out of the Second Ring Mountain to the Third Ring Mountain, but the people from the Earth and Stone Hall had not left yet. They believed that Han Ming would never ask for help from the Glass Hall and the Wooden Ware Hall.
As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Although this Canghai School is well-known, there are definitely many tricks in it.
The disciples join the branch and go to the branch to worship the tears of the sun, which is considered a hidden rule.
In order to be able to practice with peace of mind, the masters of the various schools who created various schools came up with such a wonderful idea to create the school and wait for money to collect money.
Most of the disciples of Canghai Sect are the daughters of wealthy families. None of them are worth a lot of money, and I don’t care about this little money. I came here to learn skills. If you want the tears of the sun, I will give it to you.
, there are not many anyway.
Then the ancestor Xuanji was even more unlikely to pay attention to such trivial matters. Of course, he knew it in his mind. Having a branch in it was also a stimulation to his disciples. If he had no ability to pay the money, he would naturally have to go out and grab it.
It’s better to steal, that’s all. It’s also a kind of experience.
You should know that the intrigue in the divine world, the survival of the fittest is much more powerful than this. You should endure some small hardships.
"Hey? Junior Brother Han, where are you taking me?"
When Hongyan saw Han Ming flying towards the mountainside, he became confused.
"My new residence." Han Ming said lightly.
Hongyan has been in this Canghai Sect for many years, how could he not understand the trick? He would understand it immediately with just one sentence.
Immediately my face turned gloomy: "Someone bullies me, Junior Brother Han, so I really don't want to live!!!" Hongyan's strength is at the Little God's Great Realm, and he is the best among the second generation of disciples, only half a step away from tracing
Once you enter the middle god, you can become a disciple of a generation.
Almost few of the disciples of a generation stayed in Canghai Sect, either going out to experience or creating their own family.
Some of them came to the Canghai Sect with deep hatred, just to learn a lot of skills and go back to take revenge. If you succeed in your studies, you will naturally not stay here again.
So Hongyan is also considered to be the top master of Canghai Sect at present. When he stomped his feet, the Canghai Sect would tremble up and down.
"Junior Brother Han, tell me how to punish them." Hong Yan asked coldly.
Han Ming said lightly: "You don't have to worry about the third generation of disciples, I will deal with it. If the second generation of disciples in their division do not take action, it's fine. Otherwise, whoever dares to move will kill anyone!"
Killing a disciple of Canghai Sect? Hongyan immediately hesitated. It would be fine if he had this intrigue, but the disciple was a fellow disciple after all, and it would be difficult to explain if he really killed him. But then he thought about it and secretly scolded himself for being confused, and Junior Brother Han said
If you support yourself, what are you afraid of?
"Okay!" Hongyan agreed.
"Cover your face and don't let people know who you are."
"Yeah... OK."
Hong Yanxin said this is better, so I can attract more enemies from my classmates.
Han Ming also had his own thoughts on this move. He didn't want too many people to know that he had something to do with Hongyan. Otherwise, the ancestor Xuanji might be eyeing Hongyan and then discovering the secret of spontaneous combustion he gave him.
The two of them came to Han Ming's residence with their own ulterior motives.
"Haha, I really found a helper. I really don't know how to live or die. Are the people from Glass Hall and Wooden Hall unwilling to help you?"
The owner of the Tushitang asked with a cold smile.
"Yes. So I promised your conditions and was willing to pay the offering."
"You know what you are." The Lord of the Tushitang sneered and instructed one of his men to collect the offerings.
Half of the offerings are fifty tears of the sun.[
Han Ming took out fifty sun tears from the storage ring, stuck them together with frost, and turned into a sphere the size of a human head.
The disciple who came to pick up the offering was slightly stunned, but he didn't know why Han Ming did this.
"Give it." Han Ming said lightly.
The disciple hesitated for a moment and reached out to pick it up.
Unexpectedly, Han Ming poked out his left hand like lightning, knocked the disciple's mouth open, and used force to pull off the disciple's chin with a click.
Then the spheres turned into fifty sun tears were stuffed into the disciple's mouth.
The orb was already about the same size as a human head, and the disciple's head was immediately burst.
And all this happened in the flash. When the people present reacted, the disciple had already shot his head and died.
"You!! What a courageous one!"
The Lord of the Earth and Stone Hall was furious. Before he could move, a red shadow shook past the field. When he stopped again, Hongyan had already pinched the Lord of the Earth and Stone Hall with his hands. The violent high temperature on his palm made the earth and stone.
The Lord's face turned red.
Especially a faint divine thought was constantly hitting the head of the hall master, almost instantly paralyzed him.
"No... don't kill me, I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore!"
The Lord of the Tushitang was so scared that his soul was damaged and quickly waved his hand to beg for forgiveness.
Han Ming smiled faintly: "That's not possible. Since you open your mouth and want it, I have to give it to you. You have to accept it.
I still have a lot of tears in my hands. If you have the life to take it, I will give it to you."
"No, Junior Brother Han, I really don't want it anymore. Please let me go." The Lord of the Tushitang had long been so heartbroken that he would cause death if he just collected the offering.
This junior brother named Han is really vicious. The brothers from the same school killed him as soon as they say he did, without even blinking his eyelids.
Han Ming signaled Hongyan lightly. Hongyan nodded and let the hall master go.
The master turned around and was about to escape.
"Slow down."
The master of the hall hurriedly turned around and looked at Han Ming with a sad face.
"Take the offering away."
The master of the hall shook his head repeatedly when he begged. Seeing Han Ming's face turned cold, he hurriedly picked up the bloody ball and ran away with smoke.
"Haha, Junior Brother Han, I will help you get your residence together." Hong Yan said with a plea.
"No need, just two little girls. If they want to live better, just live there."
"Yes, Junior Brother Han is indeed broad-minded. In my opinion, maybe there will be people from other branches coming to ask for sacrifice tomorrow. Why not stay with you for a few days now and clean up the trouble in the future."
Han Ming thought about it and found that this is indeed the case. Being disturbed by others every day will inevitably make you feel bad, so he nodded and agreed.
Sure enough, at noon the next day, Han Ming was found.
The person who came claimed to be Feng Ling Hall, and the master's strength was comparable to that of the master of Tu Shi Hall.
He also asked for money when he opened his mouth. Han Ming also agreed.
But as usual, the disciple who came to take the Tears of the Sun was still lifted off by Han Ming, and the ball that stuck to the Tears of the Sun was directly stuffed into his mouth, exploding his head.
When the main leader took action, Hongyan was restrained.
For three days, there are people coming every day, and Han Ming will always refuse anyone who wants the tears of the sun. He will give it to anyone who wants the tears of the sun. But you have the fate, but you may not have the fate to take it away.
Suddenly, all the branches of the Canghai School caused a sensation.
Everyone knows that the new junior brother Han Er is a tough guy and can't touch him.
But the Glass Hall and the Wooden Warehouse do not believe in this evil.
A whole month after Han Ming joined the Glass Hall, Senior Brother Biao brought a few brothers to ask for the offerings.
Seeing Han Ming trained the Year of the Sun into a ball, the disciples of the Glass Hall, who had already heard the sound of the wind, dared not come up to pick them up. They all retreated straight.
"What are you afraid of? If he dares to give it to me, we will dare to take it! Go and get it!" Senior Brother Bottle shouted sternly.
But no one dared to pick up things.
Senior Brother Bottle nodded fiercely: "Haha, they don't dare to take it, I'm here to take it. Junior Brother Han, what can you do?"
Senior Brother Bottle came to Han Ming with a gloomy face and reached out to get the ball of the sun's tears.
He had heard that Han Ming had killed four disciples of Canghai Sect in a row, all of whom were small people from each branch. The master of the hall also left safely.
He Han Er had great courage, and he did not dare to attack me, a disciple in the middle realm of the little god!
After making up this idea, Brother Bofei came closer with fear.
The shadow in front of him shook, and the Hongyan had already pinched the neck of the glass bottle and turned his handsome face into purple.
"Han...Han Er...you...you dare!!" Bo Ping was so scared that she trembled when she saw Han Ming smiling and holding the ball.
Crazy, crazy! This kid is so crazy! He dares to kill the second-generation disciples!! The bottle almost urinated his pants in fright.
"Why don't I dare? I didn't do anything? You come and ask me for something, it's natural for me to give it to you. What's wrong?" Han Ming laughed and immediately reached out to lift the jaw of the glass bottle.
As a master of the middle realm of the little god, Bo Fei was not afraid of Han Ming. Han Ming came to lift him up. Instead, he opened his mouth quickly and bit Han Ming's palm tightly. His eyes were filled with bloodshot, and he stared at Han Ming with a ferocious look. He was bound to be
Han Ming's palm bit off from it.
Seeing this, Hongyan hurriedly used the power of divine power to suppress it. A ball of fiery red divine power quickly rushed into the head of the glass bottle, and then a stream of powerful divine senses hit the magic consciousness of the glass bottle.
The glass bottle was hit by the red rocks in the Little God's Great Realm, and immediately became vague.
Han Ming took the opportunity to emit a violent electric light from his hand, crackling, smashing the teeth of the glass bottle, lifting his chin, and stuffing the ball hard into it.
puff!
With a dull sound, the glass bottle exploded and died.
Everyone present was stunned. Unexpectedly, Han Ming really dared to kill the second-generation disciple!!
"Oh... it seems you have no life to take it back." Han Ming rubbed his bloody palm on the bottle's clothes and threw the ball to one of the disciples.
The disciple didn't dare to take it, and the ball fell to the ground and rolled in a gurgling manner.
Han Ming's face became cold: "I'll give it to you, you dare not accept it!"
The disciple knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly: "Don't dare, don't dare."
"Don't dare to accept anything? Do you dare not accept it?"
"I dare not answer, I dare not answer."
"What a courageous!"
Han Ming rushed to the disciple like lightning.
The disciple reacted quickly and hurriedly held the ball in his arms.
Han Ming nodded with satisfaction: "You ask me for it, I will give it to you. I will give it to you, how can you not accept it?
From today on, I will give you the offerings to Han Er. As long as you dare to come, you must take them away! You cannot refuse what I Han Er gave."
“Yes, yes.”
A group of people ran away in panic in their arms.
The next afternoon, Han Ming looked up at the sky and sighed, "Muqitang has not come. It's time to live here.
Alas, maybe I was too busy and forgot to come to collect the offerings. If he didn't come to pick them up, we might as well deliver them to our door. We must have some sincerity."
Hongyan smiled coldly and Sensian: "Junior Brother Han is right."
"You've been doing well recently, then."
As he said that, Han Ming threw all the secrets of spontaneous combustion to Hongyan. He had already remembered this thing in his heart. It was also a hot potato in his hand, but he was afraid that the ancestor of mysterious things would come to ask for it, so he just wanted it.
I copied a copy and gave it to Hongyan at one time.
You practice, practice, practice well. I want to see what the wishful thinking the ancestor Xuanji made.
Hong Yan was overjoyed, but he didn't expect Han Ming to give him all at once. He thanked him so much that he wanted to kowtow on the spot to recognize Han Ming as his biological father.
Han Ming smiled lightly and said, "I am a person with a clear grudge. If I am willing to be good to me, I will naturally help you, but I will never let you offend anyone who dares to offend me."
"It's reasonable, it's reasonable, Junior Brother Han said it very rationally." Hongyan didn't care what Han Ming said, and had already happily kept the secret of nature properly.
I thought to myself that after helping Junior Brother Han handle these trivial matters, I must leave Canglan Star immediately and find a place to practice this secret of spontaneous combustion.
This is a good thing! It can instantly improve a person's strength. It is a treasure that you can't even dream of in your dreams!