The strength of the girl in red is amazing. In less than a moment, she forced Qing Ling to be in danger. Qing Ling quickly took out the space and shouted at Wu Han: "Senior Brother, don't watch the fun. It doesn't matter if I lose. If the master blames it, then we will be done. Brother, do you still want to suffer from the pain of facing the wall!"

The girl in red began to rush the attack when she heard this. After all, she had just been promoted to the early stage of breaking the core. What she said before was just a scene of strengthening. Now even a Qingling in the early stage of the Golden Pill will have to fight for half a day. Although the opponent used helpless fighting style, if Wu Han, who had previously had a stable strength, would definitely not be able to resist it!

So, the girl in red said anxiously: "Senior Brother Wu Han, I know you are a gentleman. I am fighting fairly with Qing Ling now. You will definitely not interrupt our friendship. Come and siege me!" Yi Yun said, and the strength in her hand began to increase. Later, she simply stopped consuming her true energy to control the sword. She grabbed the long red tassel sword and held it in her hand and stabbed Qing Ling's lower plate hard.

"Thanks to Junior Sister Yiyun's praise!" Wu Han smiled and said, "But, Junior Sister, you guessed wrong. I am not a gentleman, I am a villain, so I want to destroy your friendship and fight!" As he said, Wu Han subconsciously chanted a spell to summon the Biluo Huangquan, but he didn't react. He felt a sudden pain in his mind. Then, he heard Qing Ling's screams. Wu Han's head cleared. Looking in the sound, he saw that the long sword in Qing Ling's hand was knocked away by a spell of a girl in red, and was rushing towards him with a look of slander.

"Where can you run!" The girl in red looked at Qing Ling's embarrassed look and relieved her anger. Then she shouted softly and stabbed the Red Tassel long sword towards Qing Ling.

Qing Ling was shocked and did not expect that this girl could make a ruthless move and had no time to shout. Just as the sword was about to stab Qing Ling, she saw that it turned into a direction. She strangely circled the air in the air and actually came to Wu Han in a staggering manner. She stopped.

The girl in red was shocked and said, "How could you control the sword? You are in the late stage of the Golden Pill!" Then he thought again and said, "No, even if you control the sword, you can't control other people's long swords. Moreover, your strength is similar to mine. This Yingluo sword is in harmony with me, and it makes no sense..."

The girl said, writing the mantra and comparing a gesture. But Yingluo Jian still did not respond. The girl's face was suddenly anxious. Seeing that she had escaped from death, Qing Ling approached Wu Han with a gloomy face. He opened his mouth and cursed: "You are so ruthless. I usually think you admire me, so I have no extra investigation. But today you dare to do such a careless thing, and I will never let you go again!" Qing Ling finished speaking, and then said to Wu Han around him: "Senior brother, I have dealt with this damn March and let him know what a bitch is to not go out!"

Wu Han rolled his eyes. Although he was once famous for being a slippery and rogue in Yuxu Palace and even among the world's beggars, his skills were obviously hard to match than his junior brother. But apart from these, Qing Ling's talent was really nothing to say. He went to the mountain about three years later than himself, but he reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul in less than eight years. You know, the later the cultivation of immortality starts, the more difficult it is to practice. No one in all sects must admit that this is a miracle!

"Qi!" Wu Han shouted softly, and before the girl in red began to get angry, she pushed Yingluo sword back in front of her. At the same time, Wu Han was also confused. Logically, the first to the first to the seventh quatrain of Yuxu, are all open to the disciples of the disciples, and after the seventh quatrain, only the head can learn it. However, even the lowest level of the first quatrain has to break the core stage to practice. Why did he do it?

Wu Han seemed to have caught something in his mind, but the thought was like Sha Shuo on his fingertips, and he couldn't hold it. On the contrary, his head hurts again.

"Tell me, how could you do the sword control technique?" The girl in red-clothed girl Yi Yun's face was full of surprise and suspicion. Even the few swearings of Qing Ling were directly ignored.

"I don't know either!" Wu Han shook his head, and then smiled, "But even if I know, I don't need to tell you, you are a disciple of Master Donglin, not a disciple of my master!"

"Everyone is a disciple of Yuxu Palace, what's wrong with saying?" Yi Yun was anxious, with an anxious look on her face, and said in a soft voice: "I think you were very skilled in using the land just now, so you must not be able to use the land just now, but you obviously only have the strength of the late stage of the Golden Pill, why can you use the Thirteen Greatest Yuxu than me?"

Qing Ling interrupted, "Hey, don't you know that asking about other people's cultivation secrets is a taboo for cultivators like this? You are still educated in the sect, and you are not as strong as me who is studying randomly at the foot of the mountain!"

The girl in red no longer paid attention to Qing Ling's words, looked at Wu Han without a moment of exclamation, twisted for a moment, then put away the Yingluo sword and whispered: "Senior Brother, everyone is a fellow disciple, just tell me!"

Wu Han shook his head. Although Yiyun is good-looking, she is indeed a perfect practice tyrant and is very persistent in the practice. Qing Ling was afraid that the world would be in chaos, and laughed and shouted, "My senior brother told you how you should repay my senior brother, please agree with me!" As he said that, he kept winking at Wu Han, as if he wanted to continue teasing Yiyun.

Wu Han was about to answer, but the clouds and mist lingered in the bright blue sky opened a ripples. Then, a huge amount of immortals' Taoist power rushed towards the three of them. He saw an old Taoist stepping on the auspicious clouds of the void and slowly speeding. It was Wu Han's master. Since he was not a sword immortal who practiced, but a Taoist immortal, he did not wear swords or other weapons on weekdays, and rarely used sword control techniques.

"Master!" Qing Ling was shocked when he saw the old Taoist come back, and quickly lowered his head and shouted respectfully. Wu Han stood aside indifferently, just staring at the old Taoist with a tight look, and an unspeakable emotion spread in his heart.

Some things will only be cherished when they are lost.

Some people only regret it when they leave and disappear.

Wu Han’s attitude towards the old man in the past was not bad, but it was absolutely not good. Although the old Taoist gave him clothes, housing and transportation, and even gave him the art of cultivating immortals that ordinary people dream of, at the same time, he also gave Wu Han a hundred times more difficult cultivation than others, and an education method that was thousands of times more stringent than others!

In the past, Wu Han hated him for a special hatred, so he called him an old man dead. However, when the old man really left him and was bombarded by thunder in the darkness, he realized how outrageous he was wrong. At that moment, he understood the love of the old Taoist and his ignorance. He wanted to make up for it, but he had no chance...

That's why he became so unruly after he became the leader, and he became more unruly than before...

The old Taoist floated to the ground, then looked at the girl in red on the side, frowned, and said, "Yiyun, why did you run to my Zhuxuan Forest? How could that old guy from Donglin let you walk around without practicing!"

The girl in red stuck out her tongue, knowing that this old Taoist was too old-fashioned, so she quickly accused her of guilt, then looked at Qing Ling with a gloomy face and flew away unwillingly with her sword.

The old Taoist glanced at Wu Han who was in a daze, and then said to Qing Ling: "You go into the house first, I have something to say to your senior brother!" Qing Ling felt relieved and quickly agreed to run back to the house.

"The little girl Yiyun's cultivation has broken through to the nuclear breaking stage, and you, a big man, are still in the late stage of the Golden Pill. Don't you feel ashamed?" The old Taoist looked at Wu Han with a sharp look, waved his dust, and then asked.

"Don't feel it!" Wu Han replied naturally. Then an unspeakable feeling appeared in his heart. He looked at the old Taoist absent-mindedly, and his eyes began to become wet. How many times have you dreamed about... It was this tone. How long has it been since I heard it... And how long has it been since I contradicted him like this...

"You!" The old Taoist was furious, and then swung Fu Chen fiercely, saying, "I came back from Dingxiao Peak just now. The elders said that you and Qingling, the two boys, took advantage of my seclusion in the sect to make trouble. From now on, I will lock you here firmly, when will you break through the nuclear breaking stage and when will you be able to go out!"

"Why!" Wu Han muttered dissatisfiedly, "Yiyun grew up in the fairyland, and her basic foundation is that she is much better than me. How could I compare to her level of cultivation? If it weren't for the fact that you took me some elixir before, I might have just broken through the Golden Pill stage now! Besides, shouldn't immortal cultivators pay attention to being calm? What's the point of such impetuous comparison!"

"How can you be so unwilling to be so ambition?" The old man was helpless, then shook his head, and was silent for a while before saying, "Forget it, I know you are afraid that you will not be able to catch up with the smiling girl Yiyun, so I deliberately show weakness. Forget it, just act like I, Zhenren Lingyun, don't have your disciple!"

"Dead old man, you!" Wu Han's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. At the same time, a string in his heart seemed to be touched. Just as he was about to speak, a black shadow shot out in vain, and then a ball of flame squirted around the old Taoist.

"Don't hurt someone!" The old Taoist reacted very quickly, and quickly swung the dust and used the immortal technique to fan the flames. But to his surprise, the flames showed no sign of extinguishing. Instead, after touching his dust, it burned even more violently! The old Taoist's face showed a look of surprise, "Sanwei True Fire?"

Wu Han watched the black shadow circle around the air and flew towards him. For some reason, he was not afraid at all when facing this black shadow that could make his master helpless. Instead, a strange feeling arose in his heart, a feeling of relatives. At the same time, the things that were originally losing little by little in his mind were gradually filling...
Chapter completed!