Han Yiming looked at his master and felt uneasy. Although he could not understand what the master did, he also knew that the master and his master had planned for the future of Lingshan. Suddenly, he heard the master say, "Yiming, you have to remember that seal." Han Yiming was stunned and said, "Yes, Master." Qin Wufang said, "You must remember the seal on your master's head. In the future, you must recognize people based on it. The seal will not disperse, and the spiritual energy will not disperse. You will be able to drive this seal in the future!" Han Yiming was startled and suddenly felt that there was a lot of meaning in this sentence and could not speak for a while. Qin Wufang said, "Well, Yiming, come, I have something to ask you. Can you follow your Senior Brother Ding and always support him? And listen to his orders." Han Yiming said, "Master, disciple

After following Senior Brother Ding, only Senior Brother will follow his horse. You will never let Senior Brother Ding face difficulties alone." Qin Wufang said, "Okay, then you can accept this seal too." Han Yiming was startled: "Master, how can you accept the seal from Master, please accept the seal? I am afraid that it is more suitable to ask Senior Brother Ding to come and take this seal." Qin Wufang said, "Well, you have good intentions, but I must tell you that this seal may not be a good thing for you. With this seal, you will better support Senior Brother Ding in the future." Han Yiming instantly understood that after accepting the seal from Master, he must support Senior Brother Ding well. Then he said, "Master, please rest assured, I will support Senior Brother Ding well and never betray him." Qin Wufang said, "I know everything, come." He stroked his left hand on the thumb of his right hand,

Qin Wufang smiled slightly: "You are such a good boy. Come on, I have something for you too." Han Yiming walked forward, and Qin Wufang reached out to take out a small package. Han Yiming had already seen two pieces of charred wood in it, which was the fragment of the purple peach wood sword. Qin Wufang said: "This is your object, you walked in a hurry before and didn't carry it with you." Han Yiming took it, but saw that there was a booklet in the package, which was the secretary of the head. Qin Wufang said: "Yiming, this object is as important as the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror, and you must not leave it for a moment. You must not throw it aside again." When Han Yiming ran out, he was holding all weapons and things, and he did not carry the secretary of the head. He took it and tied it around his waist, saying: "Disciple, remember, from now on, we will not let these two things leave our body."

Qin Wufang smiled and said, "Well, I feel relieved to hand it over to you. Come, come, come, come with me, we have another item to get." As he said that, he stood up and walked towards the door. Han Yiming followed behind. Suddenly, Qin Wufang turned around, looked inside the room, sighed, and said softly, "Master, why don't you let your disciples know? I know everything... Now I know everything, but...ah!" Han Yiming raised his head, and saw the master shook his head gently, looked at the small house behind him, and suddenly Ling Li looked at Han Yiming's arm with an extremely strong look. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Han Yiming's arm, stepped out, and the two stood in the air in a blink of an eye.

The dark clouds outside the house were thicker than before, and in the sky, clouds were surging. Han Yiming looked at Cuiwei Hall first. There was a flashing lightning in the dark clouds above Cuiwei Hall. Han Yiming took a deep breath and was about to pass by, he suddenly heard the master say, "Yiming, take advantage of this moment, let's go quickly." Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, leave quickly? What's the point? But his body was already taken by Qin Wufang and flew to the side, and in a blink of an eye he had arrived above the Illusion Lake.

, still full of devastation, which made people feel uncomfortable when they saw it. Han Yiming suddenly saw little white horses sinking into the grass by the lake. They were also frightened. They were all such timid spirits, probably hiding under the trees that were still intact. Qin Wufang looked at the Illusion Realm Lake and reached out to grab it. Han Yiming had already seen that there was a small copper realm in the master's hand! The bronze mirror was extremely small, even as big as the master's palm, but it was crystal clear.

If there was no trace of bronze mirror luster flashing above, Han Yiming almost didn't know that it was a bronze mirror. It looked like a pearl from a distance. The luster was many times brighter than the pearl. Even when it was held in the hand, the luster overflowed from the cracks of its fingers, which was eye-catching. Han Yiming couldn't help but think, "What is this?" But at this moment, there was no time to thin it. Qin Wufang stuffed the crystal clear and bright object into his heart and whispered, "You can take it." Han Yiming was about to put it in his arms, but the object in his hand disappeared. He was shocked and hurriedly said, "Master!" Qin Wufang had rushed to Cuiwei Hall without looking back. Han Yiming caught up with him, and only heard the voice of the master's uncle said in his heart: "Good boy, don't worry, this object will not be lost, it will follow you. But you are going to suffer!"

Han Yiming was puzzled, but the master had already given instructions and stopped asking. In a blink of an eye, the two had arrived in front of Cuiwei Hall. The disciples of Lingshan were all standing in front of Cuiwei Hall, and Ding Wu stood in front of Lingshan disciples. Beside him were Zhao Haoyang, Bai Ying, Sima Lingyi and other senior disciples were standing behind the three of them. Han Yiming fell to the ground and felt a whirlwind above, blowing the clothes. The dark clouds in the sky had become vortexes, and kept turning. Han Yiming felt a heavy pressure on his back for no reason, as if he was on his back.

Here comes. Han Yiming calmed down. The jasper bamboo in front of Cuiwei Hall was no longer there, and I don’t know where to move. They stood in the air, and it made people feel uneasy. Only a voice said, “Sect Master Lingshan, are you okay? The Venerable was thinking about the friendship between Lingkong that day, so he delayed it again and again. If he doesn’t hand over that evil thing, don’t blame us for not remembering the old love.” His voice was not loud, very calm, but it was very unpleasant. Han Yiming calmed down and looked up at it. It was still as elegant as ever, as white as the bright moonlight, but it became even colder, making people a little scared. If you want to stay away, you don’t know how to stay away. As for getting closer, it seems that spiritual things are higher than the world, and will never be grouped. It is a blasphemy to them!

Ding Wu said, "Please listen to me, it has already left Lingshan and disappeared. How can I hand it over?" The white dragon said, "Then don't blame me for being ruthless." There was no fluctuation in its words, but Han Yiming was shocked to realize that there was murderous aura around him, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch the Mingyuan sword on his back. He looked ahead and moved gently. If Bai Long really attacked Senior Brother Ding, he would definitely be blocking him.

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Chapter completed!