This time I opened it again. The first and second pages of the secretary of the sect were all blank. From the third page, there were words written in densely. Han Yiming looked at it line by line, but the names of a famous senior brother and sister flashed out, most of whom were ignorant. However, Han Yiming also knew that many senior brothers and sisters had already died. After reading it, everyone had their names, but they had never seen the names of Xingchen, nor did they see themselves, Qingzhubiao and Ding Wu. This page seems not many, but Han Yiming looked at it for a long time before he finished reading it. He even saw Chen Ruofu's name, but these four names still did not appear.

After turning another page, black words appeared on the white paper, but it was written that the leader of Lingshan was destroyed because of its original site. Qin Wufang was exiled. Lingshan disciples were in trouble. Ding Wu was the leader. Han Yiming's heart was thundered. When he looked again, Ding Wu was exiled, and Han Yiming, the third-generation closed disciple of Lingshan, took over. Han Yiming suddenly remembered that Ding Wu told him that he had seen from the secretary of the head that he was the leader of Lingshan. He just took over when Lingshan was in trouble and was waiting to pass it on to him. So is this sentence that Senior Brother Ding saw?

Suddenly, I thought that the name of the Stars and Qingzhubiao was not among them. Could it be that the head of Lingshan will be them in the future? Looking down, I still couldn't see the names of these two people. Even when I turned to the last page, there was a blank paper, and there was no text. Han Yiming turned the book back again, and all the words I saw before were scattered and turned into fragmented strokes.

This was the first time Han Yiming read this book seriously. Even though it was time for him to take the time, Chen Ruofu also said to him that he would read this book more. Han Yiming also listened to it at that time, but when he opened the book, he realized that even now, even if he was flipping the book for the master, he had never read this book seriously. Now he cannot leave this barrier or speak, so he took out this book to read it carefully. Even if it was a word in the book, he could not understand a word, and he could not read it clearly. Chen Ruofu told him that all the things he did not understand and doubted were clearly remembered in this book.

Chen Ruofu would not lie to him. I wonder if Chen Ruofu would be much simpler to read this book than to read it himself? Chen Ruofu was smarter. Although his cultivation was not high, Han Yiming knew that this senior brother had a very high understanding. He was just like the fourth uncle of the fourth uncle back then, but the fourth uncle of the fourth uncle was not only enlightened, but also had a very high cultivation. In an instant, the fourth uncle's figure emerged in his heart. Suddenly, the fifth uncle, the lonely spiritual bone, the spiritual bone waiting in the thick fog of the Lingshan Mountain. Although the stars allowed the spiritual bones to grow, I wonder what it would look like to grow out? But no matter how they grow, Han Yiming knew that the fifth uncle would never come back. He left his spiritual power in Lingshan and protected Lingshan forever, and would never come back, nor could he come back. Even if the magic of the star was extremely high, he could not come back.

Thinking of this, he opened the secretary of the sect again, and wanted to see the records of the fifth uncle in the book. In fact, he had read it before, but the commander of Lingshan had no records, but when Chen Ruofu had asked him to read the book many times, he opened it again. The first and second pages were still blank, and there were only a few scattered characters on the third page. But when he turned to the fifth page, he suddenly saw the words "The spiritual bones are transformed by the disciples who have been protecting Lingshan for life. The body has been transformed, and the lifelong spiritual power is condensed in the spiritual bones to protect Lingshan and the disciples of Lingshan." There are a few words behind it, but when Han Yiming looked at it, they all had been transformed. Han Yiming carefully identified it but could not see what the words it was. But when he looked at it again, these words flashed after the previous sentence, but when he went to see those words, he could not see anything.

Han Yiming wanted to look again, but his eyelids became sore and he got sore and hung up. He put away the secretary of the sect, leaned against the big stone, and fell asleep again. This time he fell asleep, but he dreamed that someone said to him, "Sector, let's leave today. If there is still a next life, I will go back to Lingshan to be a disciple of Lingshan." This man was a woman. Han Yiming looked at her face carefully but couldn't see clearly. He thought about it and asked, "Senior Sister, are you going to leave Lingshan?" The woman said, "If I don't leave Lingshan, I will always be a disciple of Lingshan. But I will leave with you."

Han Yiming couldn't tell that she had a face, and could not recognize which senior sister she came. Bai Ying had many female disciples in the past, and Han Yiming knew only a few senior sisters. Unfortunately, many senior sisters were silent in the danger of Lingshan, and only two or three senior sisters were still in the world. Although Han Yiming rarely saw them, they were actually still practicing in Lingshan. Who is this person in the dream?

Just as he was thinking, a fire flashed and a scream, Han Yiming woke up. He was still sitting beside the big stone, leaning against the big stone. A Tu was sleeping while snoring, and the stars and the white lion were still there, still not awake. A spiritual light from afar was swimming, which was Xiaoguai. But Han Yiming couldn't sleep anymore. At this time, he didn't know when he was not thirsty or hungry. Except for sleeping tired from time to time, there was nothing unusual.

Han Yiming walked to Bai Shi, and Bai Shi was still sleeping soundly. He reached out and pushed Xingchen gently, but Xingchen fell down. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and was calling him again, but Xiaoguai's voice said in his ears: "Don't quarrel." Han Yiming raised his head, there was no Xiaoguai beside him, Han Yiming turned around and headed towards Xiaoguai's inspiration.

Xiaoguai was still wandering in the light of spirit. Han Yiming approached. Xiaoguai did not approach him, but went to the side. Han Yiming walked to where he went last time, and Xiaoguai was still far away. Han Yiming called it twice, but it could not come. Han Yiming walked forward and took steps. He felt that his shoes and socks were wet on his feet. He withdrew his feet and looked at it, and then he squatted down to see that there was a piece of clear water under the thick fog.

Han Yiming walked along the edge of the clear water for a while, and couldn't help but be surprised that the water was extremely large. Looking around, he could see the vast white fog. He had been to Wanxu Temple before, and there were several pools in the temple, but they were all small pools for raising fish and releasing animals. When I thought about it carefully, I couldn't remember where there was such a pool in Wanxu Temple. I must remember such a large pool.

Xiaoguai was wandering in the water at this time. Although the white mist was thick, Xiaoguai's spiritual light still came through the white mist. He turned around and walked back. Xingchen and the white lion were still sleeping beside the big stone. Han Yiming looked around and walked to where Wanxu Temple was before, and then looked at it carefully, but he couldn't see Wanxu Temple. No matter how he looked at it carefully, it was all confused by the white mist, and there was no oil lamp array of Wanxu Temple. And A Tu never roared again, nor did he show the true appearance of the land beast.

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Chapter completed!