The Second Immortal Road

　　 "I have told you several times, I am not your master." An old voice came from the stone wall. Han Ming immediately recognized that the voice belonged to Hua Lao, and he immediately looked at the stone wall carefully.

　　 Only then did Han Ming discover that the stone wall was not a complete stone wall. There were some mysterious secrets on the stone wall. There were two stone gates with a length of length in the middle of the stone wall.

There is no difference between the stone material of this stone gate and the mountain wall. The color and texture are exactly the same. The gap between the stone gate and the mountain wall is very small. Therefore, it is easy to ignore these two stone gates without careful observation. Treat it as an ordinary rock.

"Bai Yi has the honor to serve Hua Shi for several years, and has learned your fur medicine skills. Since then, it has been infinitely used, and several times have escaped death. The grace of Hua Shi's teaching will never be forgotten. Even if Hua Shi is unwilling to admit Bai Yi, Bai Yi should remember As long as he is still alive, he will hold the gift of his disciple." The middle-aged scribe, who claims to be white, has an extremely sincere tone. His waist has been bowed, appearing respectful.

Han Ming understood that this middle-aged scribe named Bai Yi wanted to be Hua Lao’s apprentice, but Hua Lao looked down on him and was unwilling to accept him as a disciple. However, Bai Yi still treated himself as Hua Lao’s. disciple.

　　Han Ming feels a little sympathetic to this middle-aged scribe. His face is pale, and he looks like he will not live long. Now he can't do what he wants to post to Hua Lao as an apprentice. His life is really a failure.

"There is no need to say these useless things anymore. By the way, all of the techniques of Huayuan Swordsmanship have been abolished. The complexion I observed before is not so good. Could it be that you haven't passed away yet, you know you still A few years old!" An old voice came from the stone wall.

　　 I don't know if it was Han Ming's hallucinations. He could hear Hua Lao's voice that he hates iron and steel, and is faintly mixed with some helplessness and regret.

　　 "The Huayuan swordsmanship hasn't all been abolished, and the white clothes have failed the expectations of the Chinese teacher." The middle-aged scribe showed a look of embarrassment and some guilt.

　　 "Forget it, you go down, you can do it yourself in the future." Hua Lao's voice came from the stone wall again, but at this time it was restored to the old ancient well without waves.

"Yes, retiring in white." After the middle-aged scribes heard what Hua Lao said, his expression became extremely complicated, but after hesitating for a while, his expression became firm. He bowed to Shimen before turning and leaving. NS.

Han Ming saw all this in his eyes, but he didn't bother to think deeply about the relationship between this disease and Hua Lao. Now he is taking one step at a time, and he can't take care of it. There is no energy to take care of others. thing!

"Kid Han, come in, old man, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Hua Lao's old voice came out again, and at the same time, the two stone gates opened slowly, revealing a gap that allows people to come and go. .

　　 Han Ming looked at the exposed gap between the stone gates, and he hesitated. There was a black hole in the gap, and there was a faint cold air, like a monster in it! After hesitating for a while, he still raised his foot and walked towards Shimen, under the eaves, he had to bow his head!

　　 At this time, Han Ming's appearance looks the same as usual, but his heart is inconsistent. Mr. Hua always said something that made him puzzled. Although he didn't know what his intentions were, he always felt that Mr. Hua cared about something in him.

　　 Han Ming thought about it carefully, and found that he was empty in his sleeves, and there was nothing worth worrying about on him. What's more, people like Hua Lao, I am afraid that ordinary treasures will not be able to enter Hua Lao's eyes.

　　 And in this month, Han Ming and Ping Er Lan'er got along well, and they got a lot of information about the Zhu Mansion. Among them, the evaluation of the Hua Lao was not very good.

"Wait, could it be that the Wuming Fajue was discovered, and I am afraid that only these things involving immortals can impress Hua Lao." Han Ming suddenly remembered this, and his heart immediately chilled, and most of the hair on his back also exploded. stand up.

"But why didn't he start early?" Han Ming stopped walking, he didn't dare to walk towards the cave anymore, "Does he want to eat alone for fear of being discovered by others, so he wants to fool me? In the cave, then I will be captured, so that I will be unconscious!"

　　 Han Ming became more afraid as he thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

　　Han Ming began to see cold sweat on his face, his legs began to tremble, and he didn't want to take a step forward anymore.

　　 "Why, come in." Hua Lao's voice came again. It was kind, but it turned into a spell-like charm in Han Ming's ears.

　　 "Okay, I'll come in right now." Han Ming replied, but he turned around and ran without hesitation.

　　 "Fortunately, when you come, pay attention to the way." Han Ming secretly rejoiced in his heart that he planned to escape when the people in Zhu Mansion didn't react.

　　 The scene where Han Ming turned and ran really confused the old man who was waiting inside. He really couldn't figure out what this young man was running, and he was not a man-eating monster!

"How terrible I am? Eighty percent of those who are not open to eyes say something, which makes this little baby so afraid of me! But you still want to run in front of me, you are a little naive!" Old Hua muttered a little bit. The sound was played twice smoothly, two silver lights flashed in his hand, and Han Ming fell to the ground in response.

　　Han Ming suddenly felt a sharp pain in his legs when he was running. He didn't listen at all. Before he could react, he fell to the ground fiercely and took a mouthful of mud.

　　 After Han Ming fell to the ground, he curled up with his young body, holding two legs in his arms, and rolled on the ground, still wailing in his mouth.

"Hey, run, you run again, see if your legs are fast or my needle is fast." Hua Lao's voice suddenly became gloomy and cold, and every word pierced Han Ming's mind. It feels as if thunder is exploding in my head.

　　 "No, ah, I dare not, I dare not, Hua Lao, ah, forgive me" The piercing pain in his legs made Han Ming begging for mercy without even thinking about it.

　　 "Hmph, come in." Hua Lao turned his wrist, two radiant lights sprang from Han Ming's leg and returned to Hua Lao's hand.

After the two rays of light were separated, Han Ming felt that the pain in his legs disappeared by 80 to 90%. After a while, the pain disappeared. After struggling for a while, he slowly got up from the ground. At this time, he looked towards Shimen's eyes were full of fear.

　　 Han Ming hesitated, and walked slowly towards the stone gate. Seeing Hualao's method, he couldn't escape at all. If he ran away, he would only suffer the pain of the bone again.

　　 Han Ming lifted his leg and walked towards Shimen. At this time, his right hand tucked in his cuff grabbed a small dagger.

　　The clothes on Han Ming belonged to Zhu Yiwen, and the sleeves of the clothes were very wide, so there was no need to worry about the dagger in his hand being seen by Mr. Hua.

　　 This dagger was a carving knife used by Han Ming's father, Han Tiejiang, when he was doing woodwork. In the Human Desert, Han Ming used this knife to personally end the life of the half-dead old wolf. He also used it to pick up snakeskin and dig grass roots.

　　 Although Han Ming knew that this knife would not pose any threat to Hua Lao, he still held onto this dagger tightly because it was his only support.

　　 Han Ming stepped into Shimen, only to discover that there was a small stone chamber behind Shimen. There are also two symmetrical small doors in the stone chamber. Han Ming can vaguely see that there is a lot of space behind the small door. It seems that there is a cave behind the small door. In the middle of the stone room, there is an imperial teacher's chair. Hua Lao is sitting on the imperial teacher's chair, his face is full of smiles.

What surprised Han Ming is that Hua Lao’s pupils turned green, like the green eyes of a wild wolf in the night, and he was so scared that he was covered with goose bumps, but fortunately, his concentration is still good and he can bear it. Standing still on the spot.

　　 "I saved your life. You once said you want to repay me, but it's true." Hua Lao's gloomy voice came again, which was nothing like the amiable appearance a month ago.

　　 "You are grateful for the savior, if you have a chance, I will repay you." Han Ming sighed secretly. He also knew the truth about how people can not bow their heads under the eaves.

"Haha, very good, you are not as naive as Xiaowen! Right now I need your reward, as long as you promise to really do me this favor, you will even repay my kindness." Old Hua said leisurely, his pupils The green in the middle is getting deeper and deeper.

　　 "Han Ming is willing to obey Mr. Hua's instructions." Han Ming sighed helplessly in his heart. He didn't want to agree or not.

"Well, you have taken Poison King Grass. Although your body cannot be said to be non-invasive, it can still resist the toxicity of most poisons. I need you to detoxify a poison called Baizhi's blood poison for me." Hua Lao Speaking slowly, the green light in his eyes slowly faded.

　　 "If you promise me, I will accept you as the second registered disciple under the sect, and teach you some medical skills, so that you can use it for life." Hua Lao added calmly.

　　 "That's it?" Han Ming couldn't believe it. He never expected that Hua Lao's request was so simple. He only needed a little help.

　　 "That's it, why do you want anything else?" The green in Hua Lao's pupils was about to disappear, and he returned to his usual kindness.

　　 "By the way, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, if you really helped me solve this Cecilia blood poison, you can also be regarded as paying back the kindness of Xiaowen to save you." The Hua boss looked at Han Ming with deep intention.

　　 After knowing that Hua Lao was not thinking about his nameless dictation, Han Ming's heart was exasperated. For him, as long as it does not involve the nameless dictation, everything else is easy to say.

　　 "Xiaowen?" Han Ming frowned, and the young man who had been with him day and night appeared in his heart.

　　 "Here, me." Han Ming was interrupted by Mr. Hua before he could say anything.

"No hurry, no hurry, I will not force you, I will give you one day to consider, and you will tell me to choose again at this time tomorrow!" The green in Hua Lao's pupils has completely disappeared, and his tone has returned to the old amiable tone, but His tone was a little more solemn.

"There is a bamboo building five hundred steps northward. You can live there. Take this badge. No one in Zhu Chiyuan will embarrass you. Go out first." Hua Lao's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly became deep. After taking a breath, he threw a quick waist card to drive Han Ming away.

　　 "Thank you Hualao." Han Ming was confused by Hualao, but he turned around and walked outside the stone room consciously.

After 　　 Old Hua watched Han Ming go out and leave, he waved his sleeves and touched a mechanism next to him, and the two Xu Xu stone gates were slowly closed.

"Hey, Poison King Grass! He is a good seedling who inherited my poison technique. But the poison derived from Baizhi's blood poison is really strange enough. I just got a little bit of it, and my temperament changed so drastically that I was almost out of control. Living!"

Old Hua said to himself for a while. Suddenly there was a flush of flush on his face. Then his pupils turned into cyan. The cyan at this time was far better than the previous green. At this time, there is no such kind of expression in his eyes. Only tyrannical bloodthirsty exists, like a hungry beast.