There was silence all around, Han Yiming opened his eyes, took a deep breath again, and looked ahead. I saw a figure in plain clothes walking out of the crowd and walking forward. It's a big brother. Although it is a long-known ending, there is still some emptiness in my heart, but it is also extremely relaxed. The back figure walked straight forward, Han Yiming looked at it with a good eye, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Sima Lingyi standing at the front, and he was also turning his head to look at the person who was walking forward!

It's not Senior Brother! Han Yiming was stunned! It is indeed not Senior Brother! Senior Brother was obviously standing in front, standing at the forefront of so many senior brothers! And this person who stepped forward was not Senior Brother! How could this be? Han Yiming stayed on the spot, even his breath froze, he first stayed for a moment, looked at Senior Brother and then at that back, only to see that Senior Brother was also stunned, his eyes looked at himself, and then he looked at that person, and he was also very surprised!

At that moment, there was silence. Not only Han Yiming and Sima Lingyi were extremely surprised, but all the disciples of Lingshan were equally surprised, so that no one made a sound, and it seemed that even their breathing had stopped. Everyone looked at the back and slowly walked in front of Qin Wufang, knelt down, and kowtowed to Qin Wufang a few times before he straightened up, but he still knelt and didn't stand up. Qin Wufang nodded, his right hand stretched out from his sleeve, holding a ball of silver light in his palm, and said, "This is the spiritual root of Lingshan, and from today onwards, it will be in your hands." Whether you can shoulder the burden of Lingshan depends on whether you can catch the Lingshan Linggen!"

The man hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hands, raised his head high, lowered his head, and took the silver light in Qin Wufang's hand. When the silver light arrived in his hand, it was immediately dazzling, and the silver light filled the heavens and the earth, and all the disciples were stunned, and they didn't respond at all, they all watched the silver light shine in that person's hands. The man held the silver light in his hands, but his body was lowered and fell to the ground. Han Yiming was dumbfounded, and suddenly a very small voice came into his ears from his side: "It's not a senior brother, it's not a junior brother, that's, that's ......" It was Shen Ruofu's voice, Han Yiming sighed slightly, with a slight loss in his heart, but he had more doubts. Unexpectedly, where can I still care about making a sound, my eyes widened, and I looked at the back for a moment.

The back was very burly, a skull was shiny, and Han Yiming's heart moved: It won't be, it won't be...... Seeing that the man had straightened up, he stood up and walked to Qin Wufang's side. The body is fat, the face is rough, the two eyebrows are very thick, the eyebrows are scattered and drooping, and a pair of small eyes, it is Ding Wu!

Han Yiming looked at Ding Wu in a daze, this senior brother who had only been busy in front of the kitchen stove, now his expression was the same as before, and there was no surprise and joy, it seemed that he did not take over the spiritual root of Lingshan, but the pots and pans he used on weekdays. He was just dressed in plain clothes like himself, only with oil stains washed away. Ding Wu has always been bald, thinking that he came for the convenience of cooking, but the silver light in his hand shone on his body at this time, but it was refreshing. Although his expression was still the same as before, there was also an indescribable strangeness.

Qin Wufang said: "At this time today, I will pass on the position of the head of Lingshan to Ding Wu. From this moment on, Ding Wu is the new head of Lingshan. "The field was silent, so quiet that a drop of an embroidery needle was enough to make people jump. As soon as these words came out, everyone woke up like a dream, but they all looked at each other and couldn't speak.

After a while, Qin Wufang said, "Senior brother and sister, let's meet the new head first." As he spoke, he folded his hands to his chest and bowed. Huang Jingxuan, Zhao Haoyang and Bai Ying all bowed to Ding Wu with Qin Wufang, Ding Wu seemed to be taken aback, stunned for a moment, but quickly knelt on the ground and saluted the four masters before standing up. Qin Wufang said: "Ding Wu, you turn around and be greeted by your senior brothers and brothers." Han Yiming was taken aback at first, and then there was a sound around him and he came back to his senses. He glanced at Senior Brother Ding twice, although he was surprised by the fact that the head of the sect passed on to this senior brother, but when he thought about it, how could he be surprised? The master uncle naturally chose thousands of people to pass on the position of head to Senior Brother Ding. Since he has chosen Senior Brother Ding, then he naturally has something different, no matter what he was in the past, no matter what kind of disciple he was? As long as he can pick up the burden of Lingshan, he will be enough to be the head of the house! It's just that for these days, this head has been disturbing his mind in his heart, and when he first saw that the head of the house was in another family, there was still a trace of sourness in his heart. But he also smiled immediately, and turned this idea into nothing, no matter who became the head of Lingshan, Lingshan or Lingshan, he would not change anything.

Some of the senior brothers in front of them have already tidied up their clothes and want to kneel down to worship the new head. He also stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes and bowed down with the senior brother in front of him. only heard the sound of "woo", a gust of wind blew, and someone seemed to be chuckling in the wind, Han Yiming pricked up his ears, but he couldn't hear clearly, and the laughter was fleeting. The silver light in Ding Wu's hand shone brightly, the silver light was like water, drowning everyone in it, only Ding Wu stood in the center of the silver light, his rough face was indistinguishable, but his fat body formed a silhouette in the silver light, which was very solemn. The gust of wind swept through the crowd for a while, and disappeared without a trace in a moment. Han Yiming quietly raised his head, and couldn't help but be surprised, Ding Wu's figure was still standing in front of him, but it was already floating, the silver light was dazzling, and the few masters standing behind Ding Wu couldn't see it. Only Ding Wu floated in the air, holding the silver-white light in his hand.

After a while, the silver light disappeared, and Ding Wu also fell to the ground. After a few moments, the crowd stood up. Qin Wufang said: "Ding Wu, you are now the head of Lingshan. The future of Lingshan will be in your hands, and the disciples of Lingshan will all take your orders to look forward, and you should do it yourself. Ding Wu's expression was slightly confused, and he said after a while: "Yes, disciple remember the master's teachings!" Qin Wufang said: "Your senior brothers have already visited you, and you are already the head of Lingshan." Now I invite the mountain spirit from Lingshan to come out and teach it to recognize you as the head of Lingshan, and you are the lord of Lingshan. With that, Qin Wufang slapped his palms lightly. A man descended from the sky and landed in front of Ding Wu.

The man was small, dressed in white, looking from behind, a pair of horns on top of the little head slightly tilted to the side was a little girl! Han Yiming couldn't help but blurt out: "Ruxin!"

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