After the heavenly tribulation, Han Ming wanted to know what changes did the I-Finger Insect have, or what kind of magical powers he possessed, and even the thunder tribulation that was inevitable to kill it, so that even the thunder-eating spirit who specifically restrained thunder and lightning could not withstand it.

But I pointed to the insect as it was before, and its spiritual connection with it is still just some basic requests or fluctuations in its original heart, so it is impossible to communicate at all. I pointed to the insect is still in a state of birth, and has no complete wisdom and cannot communicate.

I point to the insects are like one or two years old babies, acting entirely by instinct and not caring about the others at all.

Unable to let Wuzhichuang speak in person, Han Ming had to learn about Wuzhichuang's special abilities from the side, such as using the blue blind sky eyes to see the monks surnamed Huang and the female cultivator surnamed Liu.

Logically speaking, the souls of the cultivator surnamed Huang and the female cultivator surnamed Liu have dissipated, and this body should gradually lose its vitality. But what is strange is that the vitality of the corpses of these two people has not declined, but has become stable.

With one hand, he crushed the spiritual objects around him and tried to nourish the two corpses. Han Ming discovered that these two people could still independently collect the vitality around him, just like they were alive.

"Hey, no, this body is still withering, but it withered too slowly, and ordinary methods cannot be discovered at all!" Han Mingqing's blind Tianjue looked at it carefully and frowned slightly.

Han Ming found that the black golden elixir was floating in the heads of the two people, and they were slowly evacuating the nutrients in their bodies. Perhaps in two or three years, the entire body would wither.

Qingblind Heavenly Jue continued to observe, and Han Ming discovered that there were five illusory insect shadows slowly wandering in the black golden pill. As the entire body nutrients were supplied around them, they were slowly growing.

"What did you make this? What is it for offering!" Han Ming pinched my finger and asked with his soul fluctuation.

My finger insect glanced at Han Ming and ignored it. The insect's body swayed slightly, and turned into an index finger and embedded in Han Ming's right hand. It became silent. Han Ming communicated again, completely ignoring it.

Looking at his right index finger, Han Ming felt helpless. The way he recognized his master was very strange at the beginning, and he recognized his master without realizing it. As a result, the finger insects are not like other spirit insects at all, but the master's orders are followed and he often throws his temper.

Han Ming felt that he and Wuzhizhu were not a master-servant type recognition, but a contract-like collaboration.

"Oh, after collecting this spirit insect, I didn't do anything for me. I pasted a lot of things in it. Now when I think about it, I think it is my master!" Han Ming smiled mockingly.

After waved, Han Ming put away the two alchemy corpses on the ground, cleaned up, and then walked out of the cave and found Yuan Ling, holding a storage bag not far away, and happily counting the spiritual objects.

Yuan Ling didn't see the two monks from Qingyang Sect, but she knew that these two had been killed by Han Ming, and she was not surprised.

After saying a few words, Han Ming and Yuanling set up a light of escape and flew towards the distance, looking at the direction of the outer periphery of the Nether Bone Continent.

Han Ming found Zhuang Yun in a small town of immortal cultivators. She has lived here for a long time and is responsible for helping Han Ming pay attention to the Blood Soul Stone. At the same time, she also sells some elixirs or spiritual materials.

This time, Zhuang Yun bought three blood soul stones, which was pretty good. Although she could only recover a little bit of blood from the monster body, it was better than that. In order to reward her, Han Ming gave her several bottles of pills as a reward.

He personally collected some spiritual materials. Han Ming and his two women dug a cave outside the Nether Bone Plateau, set up spirit locking arrays, cover arrays, defensive arrays and other formations. Han Ming began a new round of retreat.

Two years later, Han Ming recovered his cultivation and just reached the five-year period agreed with Zhuang Yun. During these five years, he gave Zhuang Yun enough elixirs to improve her cultivation a lot, which can be regarded as a reward for half of the favor that saved her human body.

On this day, Han Ming called Zhuang Yun to his cave.

"The five-year period has arrived. My magic power has been restored. You don't need to collect spiritual materials. This bottle is the golden elixir promised to you. We will clear the two of us!" Han Ming raised his hand and threw out a small bone bottle.

After taking the bone bottle, Zhuang Yun's mental power entered it. It was indeed the golden elixir promised by Senior Han. Her face immediately showed a look of joy. With this bottle of pill, her chances of forming elixirs increased greatly!

"Take the pill and leave. We'll clear it. As for the mark left in your body, I've taken the initiative to remove it. Don't worry!" Han Ming waved his hand and signaled Zhuang Yun to leave here.

Zhuang Yun held the bone bottle in both hands, her beautiful eyes wide open. Unexpectedly, Senior Zhu was so trustworthy. Not only did she give her a golden elixir, she also wanted to give her freedom without any request.

"Let's go, my cave will be abandoned soon." Han Ming waved his hand and then closed his eyes.

Zhuang Yun grabbed the bone bottle and walked slowly out the door, step by step, with a look of hesitation on her face, as if the pros and cons of something on her body.

Seeing Zhuang Yun's appearance, Han Ming's face was a little surprised, but he didn't care too much. Zhuang Yun has tasted the sweetness of following him in the past five years, so he was naturally a little reluctant to leave. She is so hesitant now, afraid that she is worried about whether to serve herself in exchange for the qualification to stay.

Han Ming has met many female cultivators who want to be a concubine in the past few years, and many of them have the best appearance in the Dan Sect. Although Zhuang Yun has outstanding appearance, she can only be of the upper class in it, and he doesn't look down on her at all.

When he was about to walk out of Han Ming's secret room, Zhuang Yun suddenly turned her head and walked back to the middle of Han Ming's secret room firmly, looking directly at Han Ming.

Just when Han Ming felt that Zhuang Yun was going to say something similar to "feeding a tiger with her body", Zhuang Yun did an action that surprised Han Ming. She took out a blank jade slip, pressed it on her forehead, and slowly printed something on it with her mental power.

Seeing Zhuang Yun's concentration, Han Ming did not interrupt him, but waited patiently.

Twenty breaths later, Zhuang Yun raised her hand slightly, and the jade slip in her hand came out and flew towards Han Ming.

Waving to take the jade slip, Han Ming did not check it, but said lightly: "What's the point!"

Zhuang Yun smiled and said calmly: "Senior Zhu, please take a look at the contents in the jade slip first, and then talk about what's next!"

Han Ming's face was a little strange when he heard this. He glanced at Zhuang Yun deeply, then put the jade slip on his forehead, and his mental power penetrated it, and he felt it carefully.

After only five or six breaths, Han Ming suddenly took the jade slip off his forehead. The indifference on his face disappeared completely. He looked at Zhuang Yun directly, with a faint look of excitement that could not be hidden.

"Is your baby technique real? Do you know the price of using this kind of thing to deceive me!" Han Ming spoke in a deep voice.

"Is the contents of this jade slip true or false? I will just look at it carefully. With the cultivation level of the senior in the Dan stage, you can still not tell whether a secret technique is true or false!" Zhuang Yun spoke calmly, but a smile appeared slightly on the corner of her mouth, as if she was very satisfied with Han Ming's loss of composure. She wanted to talk about "The Second World Immortal and Fairy Dao" with more like-minded people, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a friend~
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