V5.Chapter 45

In the distance, a breeze blew over. It seemed that it was this breeze that woke everyone in the valley.

After fan Shuo Zun and Qilian double demon masters and disciples left naturally, many masters turned their eyes to he Yiming and Jin battle, and their eyes were full of envy.

He Yiming is just enough. Although it is a great event to condense the flower of gold, the battle of gold is the real focus of attention.

Gao Weiliang walked up slowly and said, "nephew Jin, are you really sure?"

Jin battle looked tight, and his face showed a positive look. He stretched out his hand and patted on his waist. A cold light flashed, and the hidden dragon gun immediately appeared in front of the crowd.

At this time, the gun body made of the legendary dragon skin was already straight, and glittered with a painful cold.

Everyone was slightly stunned and didn't understand what he was doing. Only Gao and Du and he Yiming, who was super sensitive, vaguely found that after the cold light, there seemed to be a faint white fog, as if this dragon gun would atomize at any time.

"Please don't worry, martial uncles. What's worse, nephew, is the last step, and I've felt something faintly."

He Yiming was only surprised, but Gao and Du were overjoyed. They looked at each other and nodded to each other.

Gao Weiliang sighed and said, "nephew Jin, your choice is right. Today's war really benefits you a lot."

Jin campaign said calmly, "when will you leave for the Central Plains, martial uncle and nephew?"

Gao Weiliang hesitated for a moment and said, "although the West has begun to mobilize troops, according to the past law, those Holy Knights will not appear in the main battlefield until at least years later. You are here to wait for March, recuperate, consolidate what you have learned, and just in time to catch up with the real strong battle."

Jin battle nodded slightly and said, "let martial uncle decide." His wrist shook, and the Dragon gun immediately wrapped around his waist. The whole action was like flowing clouds and water, and there was a pleasant feeling.

He Yiming was amazed, but he saw a person slowly stepping forward. It was Miss Qiu with a smile. She generously shouted, "brother Jin."

Jin battle's expression suddenly lost its talent. He smiled and said, "junior sister Qiu."

He Yiming's eyes turned around the two of them, and a strange color appeared in his heart.

Gao Weiliang coughed softly and said, "nephew Jin, you can escort nephew Qiu back to the Tongtian pagoda." He waved his big hand, smiled at he Yiming and said, "he... Sir, how about I accompany you back to the door?"

He originally wanted to ask martial nephew he to shout, because of his friendship with several dignitaries on the Tianchi Lake, there was absolutely no problem with this. But at the thought of he Yiming's performance today and fan Shuo's address to him, this nephew is like a lump in his throat, and he can't brazenly call it out anyway.

So when things come to an end, I have to learn from fan Shuo and call Mr. He.

Jin battle's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Uncle Gao, brother he came to Lingxiao hall, and it was my nephew who greeted him."

The eyes of Miss Qiu immediately darkened, and the faint look seemed to complain silently.

Gao Weiliang turned his face and said, "since Mr. He has come to the Lingxiao hall, he is naturally a guest of our whole Lingxiao hall. Can't I entertain martial uncle?" He turned his head and immediately eased his face, saying, "what does Mr. He think?"

He Yiming glanced around. Everyone looked a little different. Where did he not understand the truth. Turning a blind eye to the help cast by the Jin campaign, he said with a righteous face: "the high reverend is right. Now, my nephew wants to visit the Tongtian pagoda. Please accept it."

Gao Weiliang burst out laughing and said, "it's a piece of cake, please, Mr. He." After that, he turned around and moved, like a prairie fire on Mars. In an instant, he was dark and bright, and then he was far away.

He Yiming responded with an apologetic smile to Jin battle, gave a code of asking for more, and ran away in his dissatisfied and vicious eyes.

Although the golden battle is very popular in Lingxiao temple, the future is also optimistic by everyone. But he Yiming will never offend the only daughter of the patriarch for him.

Du Wenbin suddenly stared around and said, "what are you doing here? Go back and practice hard for me. If you turn over what you see today, you may make a breakthrough."

Everyone responded respectfully. In an instant, dozens of people rushed out of the valley, as if there were some ancient evil beast chasing after them.

Du Wenbin nodded slowly and was quite satisfied with the performance of these boys.

Later, he didn't greet the two men of Jin battle, as if he hadn't seen them at all, and turned and drifted away.

When he Yiming returned to the LingXiao palace, Gao Weiliang had been waiting there for a long time.

He Yiming didn't use the top instant skill of the wind system, so his speed was far less exaggerated than that of the other party. After all, he was also afraid of the high man who was chasing after him that night. As long as there was a chance, he would not have any possibility to see through himself.

Gao Weiliang accompanied he Yiming into the Tongtian pagoda, but after walking around for half an hour, he turned around below the fifth floor. Although his attitude was quite polite, he just refused to bring him up again.

He Yiming naturally understood the truth, so he quit wisely and returned to the temporary residence in LingXiao palace.

Just opened the door, he Yiming's ears moved slightly, and suddenly his toes forced, flashing like flying.

At the moment of dodging, a branch passed through his shadow.

He Yiming turned around and said embarrassedly, "brother Jin, this has nothing to do with me. It's the high venerable who let me go. Dare I not go."

Jin Zhan snorted coldly, threw the branch in his hand, and said, "don't think I don't know this mind. It should be that after knowing the origin of Miss Qiu, it's true that you don't want to offend her."

He Yiming laughed and didn't deny it. He looked up at the weather and said strangely, "brother Jin, since it's a beauty's appointment, why did you come back so early? If it were for me, I would be willing to accompany her all day."

He also wanted to tease, but when he saw that the other party's eyebrows seemed to have a tendency to stand up, he quickly looked gloomy and said, "brother Jin, in fact, my little brother really wants to be polite. This time, if you didn't invite my little brother to the LingXiao palace, I must have gone to the ice palace in Northern Xinjiang."

Jin battle was indeed stunned. He opened his mouth, and a trace of guilt rose in his heart inexplicably. "Brother he, since Miss yuan was received by the northern Xinjiang Ice Palace, it naturally has great benefits. Now the short separation is to prepare for the eternal future. You should relax your heart."

He Yiming nodded slightly, as if thinking of something, and said, "brother Jin, is that girl Qiu really the daughter of your sect leader?"

Jin battle looked at him unhappily and said, "can you lie about this matter?"

He Yiming laughed and said, "since Miss Qiu is the daughter of the patriarch, why haven't you even set foot in the innate realm?"

When he Yiming just practiced martial arts, he was extremely longing for the innate realm and regarded it as the peak realm of martial arts. But with his continuous progress in martial arts, he came into contact with more people and things, and also had earth shaking views on some things.

Although he has only met Miss Qiu once, he Yiming has seen that her talent is not bad. Although it is not as exaggerated as the battle of gold, it will never be inferior to most of the frontline strong men present.

But with such a talent and such an identity, it's incredible that he is only an acquired cultivator.

Jin battle casually waved his hand and said, "younger martial sister Qiu is only 25 years old this year, and she has reached the peak of the Ninth level of inner strength. Even though such a speed is one of the best in the records of the Lingxiao temple, it will take at least ten years of practice to step into the innate world." Speaking of this, he looked at he Yiming strangely and said, "brother he, do you think there is another person who can climb to the realm of three flowers at this age like you?"

He Yiming was slightly stunned, laughed, and said, "Miss Qiu is only 25 years old? Dare you ask your sect leader guigeng this year."

Jin battle hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know, but I heard that uncle Gao once said that when he joined the Lingxiao temple and began to cultivate martial arts, the LORD had been in charge of the sect and often closed, and most of the matters in the door were handled by the honor on duty."

He Yiming opened his mouth in surprise. He stretched out two hands and motioned with each other. His face was puzzled.

Jin battle couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "brother he, this is no secret. In fact, it's very simple. The Lord's adult renewed the string thirty years ago, and the then Lord's wife was only the same age as younger martial sister Qiu. Five years later, younger martial sister Qiu was born, that's all."

He Yiming finally understood that he had deep admiration for the strength of the patriarch.

But here, even if he ate the bear heart and leopard courage, he didn't dare to gossip about anything.

He Yiming said, "brother Jin, I think Miss Qiu definitely treats you differently. What are your plans?"

Jin Zhan smiled bitterly and said, "brother he, I'm nearly 150 years old this year. Do you think I can still have this idea?" He paused and said, "since the day I began to practice martial arts, I have decided to serve martial arts in this life and never get involved with children and girls. Now it is the key time for me to impact the realm of the venerable, and how can I be distracted."

He Yiming nodded slightly. At this time, Jin battle must devote himself to martial arts, but after promoting the venerable?

Faintly, he Yiming suddenly has a strong expectation for the follow-up development between them.

As for age, it is estimated that no one cares in the Lingxiao temple.

Just think about what the patriarch did, then everything becomes reasonable!