He tossed and turned all night before he fell asleep for a long time.

The next morning, when Han Yiming woke up, everyone in the courtyard greeted each other and heard it. Getting up, Gu Qingquan was no longer in the house, and when he walked out of the house, he saw that everyone was flying towards the mountain peak floating high in the air one after another. He didn't know martial arts, he only knew a few things about blades, and he could distinguish between swords, guns, and swords, but he didn't know anything else.

It was the beginning of the rising sun, and when I raised my head, the blue sky above my head was like a wash, but the fog was thick in the early morning, and even the peaks above my head were half hidden in the white mist. Everyone controlled their respective blades, facing the rising sun, going up, the clear morning breeze blew the placket behind them, and the plain-clothed long sword became more and more immortal and elegant, and many people flew in the sky at the same time, which was indeed a grand sight. After a few moments, the figures disappeared into the fog and were out of sight.

Suddenly, someone behind him said, "Uncle Shi asked Brother Han to go and meet him." Han Yiming turned around, and another plain-clothed man stood outside the door and saluted him. This person is also beautiful, but he is not Gu Qingquan. Han Yiming hurriedly returned the salute, Fang remembered that he hadn't freshened up yet, and walked into the house, but saw a basin of water and a small dish of green salt on the table, and didn't have time to ask more, so he was busy washing, straightened his clothes, and followed the man out of the meditation courtyard and walked towards Cuiwei Hall.

That person was completely different from Gu Qingquan's cheerfulness and ease, and he didn't say a word along the way. Han Yiming felt a little uneasy in his heart, so he said, "This senior brother, may I ask where did Senior Brother Gu go today?" The man stopped, turned around, and said, "Senior Brother Gu, he is not on duty today, he naturally went to cultivate." If Brother Han wants to find him, he only needs to wait for him to come back. Han Yiming saw that although he was talking, he was still indifferent, and it was not good to ask again. I had to follow him, follow the way I came yesterday, and return to the bamboo forest.

The man stopped at the foot of the steps outside Cuiwei Hall and said, "Brother Han, please wait here." Han Yiming stopped his steps, he had already turned around and walked up the steps, and said to the room: "Uncle Shi, Brother Han has been invited, please show me my uncle." I only heard someone in the room: "Please come in." The man turned to him, bent over him, and said, "Please." Han Yiming also bent down to thank: "Thank you." "Step up the steps and walk into the house.

The room was the same as yesterday, and although it was early in the morning, the light was not dim, and it was as bright as yesterday when he came. There were six people sitting on each side of the room, and even Lu Yueqing, who brought him yesterday, was sitting on the chair, and the chair in front was still empty. Han Yiming entered the house, everyone looked at him, Lu Yueqing smiled at him, and only listened to the person sitting in the innermost part on the right and said, "How did you rest last night?" Han Yiming lowered his head unconsciously and said, "Very good." The man said, "Are you willing to practice in my sect in the future?" Han Yiming was originally a little apprehensive, as soon as he had no long things, he was mediocre, but he was afraid that the Lingshan faction would not accept it. The second is that he has no good impression of the cultivators, and he wants to level the Bodao people and his party, and he has already retreated in his heart...... But last night, I heard Gu Qingquan talk about Senior Brother Nading's past, and when he had a change, he was a little willing. He has read books anyway, and if Senior Brother Nading can enter the Dao, then he can also enter the Dao. When you hear this, you have to answer, "Yes." ”

He opened his mouth and was about to speak, when suddenly a gust of wind blew, and he choked twice, his throat itched, and he coughed, and he couldn't say the word "willing". He coughed a few times, only to listen to the questioner: "Brother Pingbo, why bother to play with a child like this?" as he spoke, he raised his right hand and pointed at his throat.

Han Yiming only felt that his throat was itchy, as if there was a hair stuck in his throat, and he coughed vigorously. After the man pointed at it, his throat tightened "wow", and he coughed a few times, and something fell out of his throat and spit on the bluestone slab in front of him. The thing was green in color, and it fell to the ground, but it was a peach leaf. When the peach leaves fall to the ground, they turn to ashes. The questioning man sighed and said, "Brother Pingbo Dao, has your peachwood sword blossomed and grown leaves again? Why bother playing with a junior? Brother Xuanshu Dao, are you also on the side?" he spoke, raised his right hand, and waved it lightly, his five fingers were like waving the strings, his posture was chic, calm and generous. With the sound of "dang", the room first lit up, and then it seemed that a dark shadow appeared in the bright light and disappeared. The man withdrew his hand, and strands of jet-black hair fell.

When he opened his mouth and blew, a few strands of hair floated out of the door, and as soon as he drifted out of the door, he disappeared. The man shook his head, and said to Han Yiming again: "Child, are you willing to practice in my sect?" Although Han Yiming is not smart, he also knows that if he says the word "no", the Pingbo Dao people and his gang will find ways to include him in their respective sects. He said, "Yes." The man nodded and said to Lu Yueqing: "Senior Brother Yueqing, you brought him here, you can introduce him." ”

Lu Yueqing stood up and said, "Yes." Walked up to Han Yiming and said, "Yiming, this is the senior brother of this sect, and you haven't decided which one will be your master yet, so you will be called Master." Then he stretched out his hand and handed it to him. The words "Qin Wufang" were written on his hand, flashing with a faint gold, and Han Yiming knew that it was the famous teachings of the master. He knelt down and bowed, and said, "Disciple to meet the master." ”

Lu Yueqing waited for him to stand up and led him to the first chair on the left. On the chair sat a slightly chubby man, with stretched eyebrows and three locks of long beard under his chin. Lu Yueqing said: "This is the second master. Stretched out his hand and took a photo in front of him, and he wrote the words "Huang Jingxuan" in the palm of his hand. Han Yiming still gave a salute.

Then came the second chair on the right, Lu Yueqing said: "This is the fourth master of this sect." Show him the three words "Cheng Weiyu" in the palm of his hand. Han Yiming saw that Cheng Weiyu was also refreshed and extraordinary, and couldn't help but sigh secretly how there were so many outstanding characters in this faction. He was given a salute.

Under Lu Yueqing's seat was the fifth disciple of the Lingshan Sect, Zhao Haoyang. This master looks very young, and there is quite a sword aura between his eyebrows, and Han Yiming has also seen a salute. Goodbye next is Bai Sakura, without waiting for Lu Yueqing to introduce her, Han Yiming gave Bai Sakura a salute, and Bai Sakura nodded lightly.

After Han Yiming finished seeing everyone in the division, Lu Yueqing said: "You come, you come." Han Yiming walked to his side, Lu Yueqing led him to the house, and said to the word: "This is the handwriting of our ancestor, but it's a pity that his old man traveled all over the world more than 300 years ago, and you can't see it." If you kowtow nine times to this painting, you will be considered to have joined our faction. ”