Chen Ruofu said, "When it comes to this, Qing Zhubiao surprised me. He didn't look out of the matter at all. He was as anxious as me, and he was also anxious! Seeing this boy floating and useless in Pingri, but seeing him in such a hurry tonight, I think he was really a disciple of Lingshan. If it weren't for a disciple of Lingshan, how could he be anxious? Without us, there would naturally be Pingbo and many colleagues, it would be fine if he found another sect to vote. But he was anxious tonight, and I had to admire Senior Brother Ding's vision." Han Yiming was very surprised when he heard Chen Ruofu say this and looked at Qing Zhubiao. Qing Zhubiao looked indifferent at this time. If it weren't for Chen Ruofu talking, Han Yiming would not know that he would have any more anxious moments.

Chen Ruofu looked at the boy again and said, "He was also strange. His cultivation was so high, I had no vision. His cultivation was really high that I could not imagine, but he did not appear when we were in danger. After three autumns, he appeared." Han Yiming said, "This is also for a reason. He was hit by Pingbo. After some time, I didn't understand, but I guess he had disappeared. It was just that his spiritual power was too high, so his spiritual power could not disperse and appeared at a certain moment. By the way, senior brother, you and your sister-in-law have seen him together. What did your sister-in-law say?" Chen Ruofu said, "Gu Luo didn't say anything, she just looked at it. Later, I asked her, she only said that this must be our fellow disciple of Lingshan, not a lonely ghost."

Han Yiming glanced at the boy. The boy's body emitted a faint white light. His clothes were clean and white. He was the simple clothes of Lingshan. He floated in the air, curled up and turned gently with the night wind. Chen Ruofu said, "His cultivation is high that I can't imagine, and it is extremely high. If the master passed the head of Lingshan to him at that time, Lingshan might not have come to this day! I am definitely not dissatisfied with the masters, but I just think he is very thoughtful. I don't think he can't win." Han Yiming said, "He is like me, and he was hit by Pingbo's plot. It's just that I saved him. I don't know who will save him. I guess no one can save him. The master is here, so I should be able to save him, but if the master is not here, no one can save him." Chen Ruofu said, "So that's it. I'm always wondering, how could his powerful spiritual power be beaten like this? If you say this, I understand. When Pingbo comes in a righteous and open manner, Pingbo may not be able to beat him, so he was hit because Pingbo was a plotting man. Pingbo's kung fu is really good, and everyone should be careful in the future." Han Yiming said, "That's true! Even he was plotted by Pingbo. If he hadn't been him, how could I survive? Pingbo's piercing heart sounds simple, but if he really hits, his injuries are getting worse and worse, and the medicine stone is powerless, then we are really powerless." Chen Ruofu sighed, "Pingbo doesn't seem to be powerful, but now, I have to praise him. He is indeed a strong enemy."

Han Yiming sighed slightly, Chen Ruofu looked at him and said, "Junior brother, please rest! You are very tired." Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief at this time, as Chen Ruofu said, after experiencing so much, he was really tired. He sat for a while and fell asleep.

When Han Yiming woke up, it was already daylight. When Han Yiming opened his eyes, the sun had reached the top of his head. Under the sun, the snow peaks in the distance showed a faint golden light, and the fellow disciples of Lingshan were scattered around. Suddenly, the boy's voice said, "The Master is awake." A pink and jade-carved face appeared in front of him.

But it was the boy who approached him. The boy's dark eyes looked extremely innocent. Han Yiming said, "Do I call you senior brother or your uncle?" The boy said, "Sect Master, I am young, only three years old, so you can call me Xingchen."

Han Yiming was very surprised: "You have such a high level of cultivation, so you should be my elder, and at least my senior brother, how can I call you by your name!" The boy said: "Master! We don't judge the seniority by the order of entry. I used to have good cultivation, but yesterday it was a passing cloud. Now I am returning to Lingshan, so I entered the school late, and I can be considered a newborn. Therefore, I am the last disciple of this sect to enter!" Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, Qing Zhubiao had already jumped over and said: "Then I joined the sect before you, you should call me senior brother!" Han Yiming said: "This is not possible! He couldn't say that they are all my elders, how could they be your junior brother!" He said to the boy again: "No! You can't let him be your senior brother!" Seeing the master's words, Qing Zhubiao glanced at the boy angrily and stopped talking!

The boy looked at Qing Zhubiao and said, "Since the leader cares so much, just do what the leader wants." Qing Zhubiao was very disappointed and pouted and walked away. Han Yiming said, "Qing Zhubiao is not light or heavy, and has no cultivation yet. He is your senior brother and will put everything on you. He is a little big or small, don't indulge him too much!" The boy smiled and said, "Sector, this is nothing. Isn't he a disciple of Lingshan? What's the harm of calling him a senior brother?" Han Yiming said, "No! He is not stable in life and has low cultivation. You can't be your senior brother." The boy smiled, "Then let's listen to the leader." He looked at the sky and said to Han Yiming: "Sector, why don't we send the sword to the leader Yuanhui?"

Han Yiming gently stroked Mingyuan's sword. He was indeed very good at using this sword. Although Qingshuang's sword was very easy to use, Mingyuan's sword was his own spiritual sword he got when he went to Lingshan, and he cherished it very much. When he gave this sword to Yuanhui, he had to do it. At this time, he heard the boy mention this, he hesitated. The boy looked at him and said, "The head really likes this sword, but this sword is not good. The head sent it to Master Yuanhui. Let's find another spiritual sword and find another sword that is more convenient for the head to use." Han Yiming said, "Oh, how easy it is? It's not that I'm stingy, Qingshuang's sword is also very good, but the Mingyuan's sword was once the master's sword, and it was the first sword I used to use after I went to Lingshan. I felt a little reluctant to leave it." The boy said, "There are so many spiritual swords in Lingshan, the world
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