The best immortal emperor

Chapter 30 Other Immortal Cultivators?
Tan Siming was full of excitement, looked at Li Ming incredulously, and asked, "Dad, is this just flying? It's amazing!"

"It's not really flying. When you grow up, Dad should be able to really fly. Then he will take you to fly like a bird." Li Ming said.

"Well, fly like a bird." Tan Siming cheered.

Li Ming searched for a while on the top of the mountain, and finally found a pot for receiving TV.

After getting it, ready to go down the mountain.

At this time, a bright light shot from the opposite mountain, and Li Ming subconsciously dodged it. It was the light reflected by the sniper mirror.

Li Ming immediately picked up Tan Siming and hid him behind a big tree.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Tan Siming looked at Li Ming in surprise.

"It's nothing, let's hide and seek." Li Ming lied.

"Hide and seek? Hide and seek, I like to play." Tan Siming shouted happily.

"Shh, don't talk, the other party will find you if you talk." Li Ming said in a low voice.

Tan Siming immediately covered his mouth with his small hand, not daring to speak.

Li Ming leaned his back against the tree, hugged Tan Siming tightly, and his brain quickly calculated the position of the sniper.

But at this time, Li Ming found that the light of the technique was moving randomly, so he couldn't help but frowned, and said to himself, "Isn't it the sniper light?"

Li Ming didn't dare to act rashly, it was easy to snipe in such a place.

After a full quarter of an hour, the strange light beam kept changing its position, and it was getting farther and farther away from him.

At this time, Li Ming was basically sure that it was not the light reflected by the sniper mirror, because snipers are unlikely to make such low-level mistakes, and even if they did, they would correct them immediately. It was time to change the sniper position or retreat, but the light beam was always there .

Li Ming walked out from behind the big tree, looked at the opposite mountain, looking for the source of the light beam.

Li Ming's eyesight was very good, he quickly locked on the source of the light beam, carefully identified, it should be the light emitted by metal.

Squinting his eyes and taking a closer look, Li Ming concluded that it was a knife or something like a sword, and someone was waving it non-stop.

Li Ming couldn't help being taken aback, why is there such a strange scene in the mountains?
Li Ming hugged Tan Siming and walked carefully towards the opposite mountain. Tan Siming thought he was still playing hide and seek, so he covered his mouth with his little hand and dared not speak.

Going down to the valley between the two mountains, Li Ming's ears moved slightly, and a conversation came from the opposite mountainside.

"Master Fang He, do you really want to make things difficult for me?" said a rough voice.

"He benefactor, as long as you hand over the Blood Congealing Grass, so what if I let you go?" said a voice that seemed to be illusory and indifferent to the world.

"Delusion, that's what this old man has worked so hard to get, why should I give it to you?" He benefactor shouted loudly.

"He benefactor, don't you know that the blood coagulation grass was planted by my ancestors of Baiyun Temple?" Fang He said.

"It's a bunch of nonsense, and I said it was left to me by my ancestors?" He benefactor sneered.

"Since that's the case, don't blame the old Taoist for trying Erlei Chi!" The old Taoist Fang He was obviously angry.

"Hmph, the old man is also thinking about meeting you, an old man, why should you be the best in the world!" Benefactor He snorted coldly.

In the valley, Li Ming was shocked when he heard this. Other cultivators?
Li Ming didn't dare to go up the mountain to investigate, so he turned back quietly.

According to the little yellow book, monks are moody, and they regard fate as nothing.Peeking at other people's fights is even more taboo, it may cause trouble, so it's better to withdraw first.

In fact, with Li Ming's temperament, he is not afraid to take such a risk. After all, he is also a monk, and he is also a monk who refines Zhou Tian.

According to the little yellow book, I should be regarded as a little master!After all, the civilization of comprehension has long since declined, and it is very difficult to touch the sense of energy, let alone cultivate to Zhou Tian.

Li Ming didn't think that the opponent was stronger than himself, even if he was stronger than himself, he was not much stronger. If he wanted to leave, no one could stop him.

However, with Tan Siming in his arms right now, he couldn't take any chances, and if he made a mistake, it would be a lifelong regret!
(End of this chapter)