One thousand sixty-four, magic circle
Han Yiming wanted to avoid it, but it was too late. It would be extremely embarrassing to hit him head-on. He peeked at the two of them here in the middle of the night. The two of them added lamp oil was so strange, it was like a small ritual. If he peeped around, it would inevitably arouse the alertness of Taoist Pingbo, and it would not be a handle. At this moment, how could there be a handle falling into his hands? Han Yiming wished he could disappear immediately, but he could not. He was just that he could not enter.
When he wanted to retreat, a voice suddenly came in his heart: Turn a blind eye. He didn't even have time to think about it, and then he followed in his heart: Turn a blind eye! After the four words were finished, the carved wooden door opened, and two disciples walked out. They walked out as if they had never seen him, turned around and closed the door, and went straight along the way. Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief. They passed by him, but as if he was not there, they really had never seen him.
Seeing them disappearing into the darkness, Han Yiming recalled the four words he heard. The voice was not from Master! He was very familiar with Master's voice. Master's words were kind and kind, but the voice was very clear, and he was even a little young and fortunate. Who was that? Who knew the mantra of Lingshan? Especially in the sect of Pingbo Taoist? Could it be that a senior brother came? But when the senior brother of Lingshan came, he should not show his face? The Taoist Master of Pingbo would not let their brothers meet? He was shocked and suspicious, and could not stop thinking about it.
If the senior brother from Lingshan had not come, then would there be the senior brother who had been in Lingshan here? But Han Yiming had never heard from his teachers that there were disciples in Lingshan who had joined other sects? Especially when he joined Taoist Pingbo suddenly flashed in his mind. Is the deer head, the deer head? The head of the deer king, the deer head in the secret room! It is the deer king of Lingshan. Does it know the mantra of Lingshan? When he thought of this, the young and resolute voice in his heart said: The child can teach. Han Yiming almost asked, is it still here? What is it still here? He has already solved the seal of the spirit seal on its head, and it will not go back to Lingshan quickly, what is it going to do here? But the voice no longer answered what he asked later, silently.
Han Yiming looked around and hoped to see the secret room appear again, but he disappeared. Except for the few half-light and half-dark eternal lamps, it was all silent and dark, without any sound. He stood for a while and saw that the cold moonlight had turned the shadow on the ground very short, and the moon had reached the middle of the sky. Then, the sound rang in his heart again: Go quickly! Han Yiming was stunned. It made himself go quickly? What does it mean? It was to let himself leave here and go back to Lingshan?
He was to let himself leave the hall. But he did not react slowly. He flashed his middle finger with his right hand. However, in an instant, the Mingyuan sword had appeared in front of him. Since he came here, he untied the Mingyuan sword and placed it in the small house where he lived. In other sects, he was swaying with his sword on his back, which was really eye-catching and disrespectful to this sect. Although the senior brothers did not tell him this, Han Yiming knew that something was wrong in his heart, so he untied the Mingyuan sword and put it aside.
Anyway, Mingyuan's sword is not afraid of stealing. Han Yiming knew very well that no one in the Pingbo Taoist Sect could pick up this sword, and even Pingbo Taoist Sect himself had to swirl to pick up the sword, but if he lost the sword in his sect, how could he get rid of it? Therefore, since he came here, the sword was untied from his back. At this time, his fingers moved, and Mingyuan's sword came to him. Han Yiming was hesitating, suddenly, nine eternal lights were lit in the wooden door. The nine eternal lights were originally dim, but in this instant, they were lit several times. Han Yiming saw that the light, which was originally as big as a bean, had become the size of a sea bowl, and the light was "colored" and colorful, and bursts of colorful lights came out.
Han Yiming knew something was wrong, so he grabbed the hilt of Mingyuan's sword. The Mingyuan's sword flew upwards and took him off the ground. Han Yiming did not dare to leave like this. The deer king asked him to leave from here soon, not to let him go back to Lingshan. If he left without relying on his own, the Taoist Pingbo would definitely go to Lingshan. Originally, he was not afraid of Taoist Pingbo, but at this time, no criticism could occur. The criticism at this time would only divide the power of Bo Lingshan to deal with Qinglong!
But he didn't want to leave like this. He really wanted to see what the Pingbo Taoist was going to do. He hovered in the air and approached the main hall. In the main hall, countless lights were already exposed. Not only the luster of the eternal lamp, but some bent and twisted characters were winding on the sea bowls with the eternal lamps, and the bowl walls of the small jars, and above the jars, Han Yiming couldn't understand these characters, but he had seen similar shapes. It was the secret room under the big tripod, all of which were full of such characters, front, back, left, and bottom, and on the head and feet.
Some of the winding characters were red and some were black, and the red ones were red, and the black ones were black, densely packed. In a blink of an eye, Han Yiming was shocked to see the interior of the hall full of characters, along with the green "color" light on the black spade wooden sword he had seen before. Among these many characters, there were mud gold characters mixed with the tenth ** Han Yiming couldn't understand, but he understood that this was also a magic circle in the secret room of the Pingbo Taoist! It was hard to say that this magic circle was still related to the magic circle in the secret room. This idea flashed out, and he saw that he had previously seen before.
Wherever he stood, characters flashed out. The green "color" spiritual light that was originally only in the main hall slid out from the hall like a snake, covering the one-foot square around the main hall with green characters! Under the dark cauldron, light also shone out. A character about two feet wide and narrow, like a path, slowly spread towards the main hall from the large cauldron. It was also interlaced with the spiritual power overflowing from the main hall. It was indeed a huge magic circle!
Han Yiming could hardly see through it. Such a large magic array is not a one-day effort. Moreover, these characters with "color" were mixed with mud gold characters, which must be important. They specially used mud gold to strengthen the seal. The other "color" characters are overlapped layer by layer, pressed on one layer. I think they were added one by one. I wonder how much effort the Taoist Pingbo used to build this magic array, and this magic array must be very important to him. The colorful lights on the eternal light flew into the air. Han Yiming did not dare to overtake this magic array anymore, and the sword flew away.
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It seems that it will cool down tomorrow, everyone should pay attention to the warmth and coldness!
Chapter completed!