Jiang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and the little girl in front of him quickly said: "Brother, don't worry, this is my master!"

Wow

A thin old man with gray hair and beard flew over from a distance and stood in front of the little girl, looking at Jiang Ming with some surprise.

"This fellow Taoist... what did my disciple offend?" The old man was dressed in pitch-black robes and had a long and long aura. He was obviously a veteran monk who had been immersed in the foundation-building realm for hundreds of years. He raised his hands and asked cautiously.

Jiang Ming smiled and shook his head, explained the reason to him, and finally said with a smile: "This apprentice of yours is extraordinary. He saved my life."

"How could you, my Taoist friend, be trapped by these ghost trees with your natural talent..." The old man in black shook his head quickly and said, "I wonder which sect my friend comes from, and are you here for the opportunity deep in the snow valley?"

Jiang Ming nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, everyone is excited about this opportunity, so naturally I can't avoid being vulgar... My name is Zhang Shan, and I come from the Huaguo Mountain, a sect that cultivates immortals outside the Yu Kingdom."

"Huaguoshan? What an interesting name!" behind the old man, the little girl said with gleaming eyes.

The old man in black had a look of surprise in his eyes. How come he had never heard of the existence of such a sect?

"hiss"

Jiang Ming suddenly turned pale, twitched the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but let out a slight breath of cold air. He only moved his hand just once, and the meridians in his body felt like they were completely torn, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't suppress it.

But that damn seed was still absorbing the sword's intention. The surge of sword's intention caused his injuries to become even more severe...

"Brother, are you injured?" the little girl asked in surprise, with wisps of purple light lingering in her eyes: "I know some healing spells, maybe they will be useful!"

This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Don't!" Jiang Ming quickly stopped him. He is now a dynamite barrel. Only he can resolve it. Outsiders, even the Dan Yuanying monks, want to cure him.

The injured will be killed by the burst of holy sword intent first.

The old man in black looked hesitant, but after a moment he couldn't help but said: "If my fellow Taoist is injured, you must be cautious when you continue to move forward... This fight for opportunities may be very fierce. The strongest genius in the foundation building realm at home and abroad."

They are all there, and maybe fellow Taoists can compete with them when they are in their prime, but..."

Jiang Ming smiled nonchalantly and said, "Could it be that if you two go there, are you sure you can compete with those peerless geniuses?"

The old man's expression froze, and then he shook his head helplessly: "Of course not, but we must go!"

"I must go too!" Jiang Ming grinned: "It seems that we all have reasons to go."

"Master, let's go with big brother!" The little girl looked at Jiang Ming worriedly, and tugged on the old man's sleeve and said, "He seems to be seriously injured, I can feel it..."

"You..." The old man in black had a headache. His disciple was good at everything, and even had a good heart. This was not a good thing in the world of immortality.

"Okay, maybe if something happens on the way, I can still help!" Jiang Ming grinned.

The old man rolled his eyes, obviously not thinking that Jiang Ming could really be of any help. He even regarded him as a young and frivolous genius. When he hit a wall in the place, he might know how to leave.

"Okay..." When the little girl heard Jiang Ming's promise, she raised her hands in excitement. Her master glared at her before she lowered her arms angrily.

In this way, the three of them formed a strange combination and continued to go deeper into the snow valley.

On the way, Jiang Ming also found out the names and identities of the two people. As expected, they were the elders and geniuses from Ghost Spirit Valley.

And just when Jiang Ming and the master and apprentice were talking to each other, Black Sword suddenly called Jiang Ming in the storage ring.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ming was confused: "Is studying that residual picture effective? It's going to happen soon. Can you do it..."

"That's not true. How can it be so easy to study the residual pictures left thousands of years ago..." Heijian said slyly, and then quickly said: "I'm not talking about this with you... What I want to say is, the people around you
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