Qin Wufang looked down at his palm and said to him, "Stop!" Han Yiming stretched out his palm, and Qin Wufang poured the black objects on his palm, which had become the size of an ant, landing on the palm as if nothing was left. Qin Wufang said, "Yiming, you have it."

Han Yiming put the black objects together in the palm of his hand as he spoke. Qin Wufang blew gently into his palm, and a stream of air wrapped the small objects in a ball. Han Yiming put them in his arms. Qin Wufang said again: "Well, Yiming, follow me again." As he said that, Han Yiming walked back into the house, and Han Yiming also walked back into the house. Qin Wufang still pulled his arm and stepped into the deep darkness.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them came to another house. This was another house, empty and there was nothing inside. There was only dust all over the ground. The window screens covered on the window were also very dilapidated. Qin Wufang walked to the door again, opened the door, and walked out of the house. As soon as Han Yiming walked out of the house, he felt warm. The room was indescribable darkness, and it was a bit chilling when he stood there. There was only a piece of bare land outside the house, and even the grass was not growing. Han Yiming looked up and looked into the distance, and still saw several small peaks floating on both sides. It seemed that this was another place that could not be reached.

Qin Wufang stretched out his hand, pointed to the ground, and said, "Get up." A piece of palm-sized thing took out of the soil, and the color was yellow and white, and I don't know what it was. It fell into Qin Wufang's hand. Qin Wufang looked at it and said, "Well, Yiming, you take this and send it to Senior Zishang. Let it go with it, and then come back." Han Yiming took it in his hand, feeling like jade but not jade, a little cool, and didn't know what it was, and didn't ask, just brushed off the soil on it carefully and put it in.

In his arms, he suddenly got up what he had brought for Zi Shang before and asked, "Master, if the senior says she doesn't come, how should the disciple answer?" Qin Wufang said, "I have said that whether she comes or not, it is all up to her. If she wants to come, I will not force me to do so. If she says this to you, you will listen to what I say to her. If she doesn't ask, you don't need to say anything." Although Han Yiming felt that it was strange, he refused to explore it again and said, "Master, the disciple is gone."

Qin Wufang said, "Wait, I'll take you out. This is the sealed place of Lingshan. You can't control the sword or get out." As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pulled Han Yiming back into the house, took a step forward, and retreated directly to Yule. Qin Wufang looked at the sky and said, "Yiming, it's okay for you to go alone? Do you want me to let your senior brother accompany you again?"

Han Yiming did not walk with Sima Lingyi at this time, and he was eager to avoid being away from him. He hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Master, please give me a try first. If it doesn't work, then go to work for the senior brother." Qin Wufang said, "It's okay. Yiming, your cultivation has entered the country, so go there alone. You haven't traveled alone yet, this time it can be considered an opportunity." After that, he said, "Go!" He turned around and left, missing!

Han Yiming gently pressed his chest, summoned Mingyuan sword, and went along the way! This time he went on the road alone, and was free to go much faster than before with his senior brother. He flew to the hillside, next to the short pine, stood for a moment, and all the illusions were gone, and the flower fields and the small thatched hut appeared. Han Yiming briefly dressed, bowed to the front, and said, "Senior Zi Shang, I will come to see you again by the order of the master."

He was full of Zi Shang's strange temper, and maybe he left them aside as he had made things difficult for them before. He waited like a senior brother, and after a while, he didn't see any movement, he wanted to salute again. At this moment, Zi Shang's voice said, "Oh, you're coming soon." The door of the small thatched hut opened, Zi Shang said, "Come in!" Han Yiming was unwilling to have a response so quickly, which was completely different from her before. He hesitated in front of the door and said, "Yes."

In Zichang's hut was still full of colorful ground and moss marks everywhere. On the roof, the hanging vines were like a big blanket, with a little freshness of grass and trees. Unlike the last time the fragrance of flowers and trees, this time when I walked into the house, I felt cool all over my body, and the smell of grass and trees were full of freshness of grass and trees. Han Yiming walked into the house carefully, couldn't help but tiptoe, and stepped towards the place where the grass and trees were not as prosperous as that.

After walking a few steps, something was pounced on her face, and it was a little cold. Han Yiming reached out and touched it, with a little wet finger. Suddenly, Zi Shang's voice said, "Aren't you coming empty-handed?" Han Yiming raised his head, and the vast wind and snow were flying behind her, and she was already standing before the vast wind and snow. The purple clothes fluttered gently, and in her purple eyes, the dark or light color fluctuated.

Han Yiming gave a gift: "Master, please send two things to seniors, please accept them with a smile!" As he said that, he reached into his arms, took out the small black dots wrapped in a small ball by Qin Wufang, held them in his arms, and handed them to Zi Shang. Zi Shang did not answer, and Han Yiming did not look up. The two of them were in a stalemate. Han Yiming was just as he was not sure where he had committed guilt again, but he heard her say, "Two?" Han Yiming said, "Yes."

After a while, Zi Shang said "Oh", and Han Yiming blew the breeze in her hand, and she had already taken the ball. Then she reached into her arms and handed the second thing that the master handed her over. This time, she was quick, and her hand stretched out, and the object in her hand had been taken away by Zi Shang, as if she had snatched it over!

Zi Shang looked at the things in her palm without saying anything. Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her making things difficult for her. Suddenly, a mist floated past her and couldn't help but look quietly. The mist dissipated in a blink of an eye. Instead, Han Yiming saw a snow mountain that appeared in the storm of wind and snow floating behind Zi Shang. It was straight and steep, covered with snow. It was straight and steep, covered with snow. Although Han Yiming had never seen several snow mountains, all the snow mountains in his impression were very steep. Especially the snow mountain in Lingshan forbidden area, which pointed directly into the sky and was quite imposing. Although this snow mountain was somewhat similar, the difference in momentum was that the sky was hanging far away.

Suddenly, he heard Zi Shang say, "Have you any words to tell you?" Han Yiming said, "Master has never told you anything to my disciple." Zi Shang looked at the two things in her hand with her purple eyes, but raised her eyebrows: "Oh, didn't he say I must see the head of the sect passing the throne?" Han Yiming said, "Master said, whether you are going to watch the ceremony depends on whether you are happy." Before he finished speaking, his face trembled, as if a gust of cold wind was blowing, and it felt a little spicy and painful.

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