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Suddenly, the man below stopped and squatted down. Han Yiming's Mingyuan sword had already flown forward, and when he saw him stop, he was quite surprised, so he hurriedly stopped castration, turned around and came back to see what he was doing. I saw him squatting on the ground and not moving, even with his head down. Han Yiming couldn't see what he was doing clearly through the heavy leaves, and saw him squat for a while, stood up, and walked forward. Han Yiming had suffered a big loss in the past, so he didn't dare to act rashly, just quietly watched him leave. He stood tall until he had seen him go a long way, and then he returned to the ground.

A circle was drawn on the ground, but there was an opening of about an inch and a half at the end. And the circle was drawn on the ground by hand, and the blades of grass around it were all removed, and the circle was drawn into the soil in three parts, which was very clear. Han Yiming couldn't help but worry, he didn't understand what it meant, but he always felt uneasy. After looking at the surrounding scenery, he flew back to the village.

He went to the village and looked for Sima Lingyi everywhere. At this time, every household in the village was busy repairing, and Sima Lingyi didn't know where to go. Han Yiming looked around and asked the two senior brothers again, before someone pointed out his direction to Han Yiming. Han Yiming ran over, and Sima Lingyi was helping each other on the roof of the house with thick grass felt. When he saw him coming, he said, "Senior brother, have you found it?" Han Yiming threw the Teng strip up, Sima Lingyi didn't move, and with a move of his right hand, it was like a big hand in the air grabbed the stick, and it was in Sima Lingyi's hand in a blink of an eye.

Teng Tiao was thick and hard, and when it came to Sima Lingyi's hands, he stroked it with both hands and made it very soft, like a hemp rope. Although Teng Tiao is softer than thick branches, it is also very hard to hold in the hand, and it takes a lot of strength to bend it. The villagers generally soak the Teng Tiao in water, or soak it in oil, soak it softly, and then use it to bind, and after the Teng Tiao is dried again, it is very hard, and the bundled things will not be scattered. The most powerful man in the village could not bend the severed teng strip in his hand with his bare hands, and tie it up like a hemp rope. The villagers watched from below, and he used Teng Tiao like a rope, and gathered around to see.

Han Yiming couldn't call him down, so he had to wait below. Seeing that Sima Lingyi had repaired the roof almost to the end, he jumped down before he walked up and said, "Senior brother!" Sima Lingyi said: "Little junior brother, what's wrong? Are you tired? Then you go and rest for a while." Han Yiming shook his head and said, "No, I have something I want to ask you." ”

Sima Lingyi said, "Oh, what's the matter?" Seeing that he looked a little hesitant, he said, "Let's go away and talk." The two walked to a secluded place, and Han Yiming told Sima Lingyi about seeing the disciples of the Pingbo Daoren, and also told him about the strange circle on the ground. He always felt that the people of Pingbomen were a little sneaky in his heart, and he was always afraid that they would do something that would be detrimental to the people of Lingshan.

Sima Lingyi nodded and said, "Well, junior brother, do you remember the place? I'll take a look with you." Han Yiming just wanted his senior brother to take a look, and said, "I still remember, I'll take my senior brother there." The two of them flew into the sky. Before Han Yiming returned to the village, he did carefully look at that direction in the air. But when I flew into the sky at this time, I saw that there was a vast sea of forests and green leaves in front of me, where was the difference, and the scene was almost the same all around, and I couldn't tell where to go.

He was stunned in the air for a while, and he never knew where to go. Sima Lingyi said: "Senior brother, don't you really remember the direction?" Han Yiming looked around for a while, but still couldn't find the way from, so he had to shake his head and said, "Senior brother, forget it, let's go back, I, I really can't find that direction!"

Sima Lingyi said: "Then, do you remember the appearance of the charm he drew on the ground?" Han Yiming exclaimed: "Senior brother, is that really a charm?" Sima Lingyi said: "I'm a little suspicious, after all, we have to be careful." Sima Lingyi has been practicing for many years, not only is the Tao profound, but also quite powerful, Han Yiming heard him say this, first thought carefully in his heart, and then said: "Remember!"

Sima Lingyi said: "Okay, you come with me." He returned to the ground, found a piece of grass, and said, "Senior brother, you come here to draw a picture for me to see!" Han Yiming said: "Can I paint? I'm afraid I won't be able to draw it." Sima Lingyi said: "Don't be afraid, you draw first!" Han Yiming squatted down on the ground, first stretched out his hand to draw a circle on the ground, but did not seal it, after the painting was finished, he stood up first and looked at it, and felt that the circle was also drawn, which was a little similar. Then he squatted down and pulled all the grass from the circle, and drew the circle deeper until it was three points into the ground.

After finishing the painting, he stood up and looked at it for a while, feeling that it seemed to be like it, and then said to Sima Lingyi: "Senior brother, that's about what it looks like, and what I painted doesn't look like it!" Sima Lingyi smiled: "Oh, yes, this is already very good." Reach out and take out the centering needle from his bosom, prick the centering needle in the circle, make a fist with his left hand, press lightly with his right hand in the circle, the centering needle "swishs", rises from the ground, turns into a white light, and flies straight into the clouds. Even in the daytime, the faint white brilliance is not hidden by the daylight.

After a while, Sima Lingyi said, "Senior brother, let's go up and have a look." Han Yiming followed him, and the sword flew into the sky again, and when he flew up again this time, he had already seen the centering needle erected in the air, still about three inches long, but it was floating in the air steadily. Sima Lingyi's left hand kept clenching into a fist, and at this time he raised his hand, spread out his palm, and gently beckoned upward, Han Yiming looked at it carefully, and suddenly saw that in the lush forest below, white light flickered.

It was a white light similar to the white brilliance on the centering pin, rising from the ground and surging towards the centering pin, dragging a long line behind it. The white light poured into the centering needle, and the centering needle was like a large needle that pierced countless long threads, but the faint white brilliance did not look chaotic.

Sima Lingyi stretched out his hand to take the centering needle in his hand, and with a slight wave of his hand, those long white lights like white threads poured up on the centering needle, Sima Lingyi flicked his fingers, and the white light was cut off from it, he put the centering needle into his arms, and said, "Okay, junior brother, let's go down and have a look." "Fly to the nearest white light first.

When the two came to the ground, they saw a circle, which was drawn in the same way as Han Yiming. Sima Lingyi squatted down and looked at the circle carefully, Han Yiming stood aside, worried in his heart. He was afraid that this spell would really be unfavorable to the senior brothers of Lingshan, so he specially invited the senior brothers to come and see it. Sima Lingyi looked at it for a while, shook his head, and said, "This ...... Let's look at something else. ”――

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