Han Yiming wanted to avoid it, but it was too late. It must be extremely embarrassing to bump into each other head-on. He peeked at the two people adding lamp oil here in the middle of the night, and these two people adding lamp oil are so weird, it is tantamount to a small magic thing, and he peeping on the side will inevitably arouse the vigilance of the people of Pingbo Dao, and it will not even become a handle. At this moment, how could there be a handle in his hands? Han Yiming wished that he would disappear immediately, but he couldn't, just when he couldn't advance or retreat, a voice suddenly said in his heart: "Turn a blind eye." He didn't have time to think about it, so he read in his heart: "Turn a blind eye!" As soon as the four words were finished, the carved wooden door opened, and the two disciples walked out. As if they had never seen him, they went out of the door, closed it with their hands, and went down the way they came. Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, they passed by him, but it was as if he was not there, and they really didn't see him.

Watching them disappear into the darkness, Han Yiming only then remembered the four words he heard, the voice was not that of the master uncle! He was very familiar with the voice of the master uncle, the voice of the master uncle was kind and kind, but the voice was very clear, and even a little young and resolute. Who is that? Who knows Lingshan's mantra? Especially in the sect of the Pingbo Dao people? Could it be that which senior brother is here? But Lingshan's senior brother should not show up when he comes? Pingbo Dao people will not let their senior brothers meet? He was so shocked that he couldn't help but think about the same place.

If it weren't for Lingshan's senior brother coming, then there would be no senior brother here who had been in Lingshan? But Han Yiming hadn't heard the teachers say that there were disciples in Lingshan who had joined other sects? Especially when they were cast under the Pingbo Dao people, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, the deer head, is it the deer head? The head of the deer king, the deer head in the secret room! It is the deer king of Lingshan, will it be the mantra of Lingshan? Thinking of this, the young and resolute voice in his heart said: "The son can be taught. Han Yiming almost asked, is it still here? What is it still doing here? He has untied the fingerprint of the sealing spirit on the top of his head, is it not going back to the Spirit Mountain quickly, what are you doing here? But the voice no longer answered the question in his heart later, and it was silent.

Han Yiming looked around carefully, hoping to see the secret room appear again, but he was gone. Except for the half-lit and half-dim ever-bright lamps, there was silence and darkness, and there was no sound at all. He stood for a while, and saw that the cold moonlight had made the shadows on the earth very short, and that the moon had reached the middle of the heavens. At this moment, the voice sounded in his heart again: "Hurry up!" Han Yiming was stunned, it let itself go quickly? What does it mean? Do you want to leave here and go back to Lingshan? Or let yourself leave this hall. But he was not slow to react, and with a flick of the middle finger of his right hand, but in an instant, the Ming Yuan Sword had appeared in front of him. Since he came here, he untied the sword of Narubuchi and put it in the hut where he lived. Among the other factions, dangling with a sword on his back is really eye-catching, and he is also very disrespectful to this faction. Although the senior brothers didn't talk to him about this, Han Yiming knew in his heart that something was wrong, so he untied the Ming Yuan sword and put it aside.

Anyway, the Narubuchi sword is not afraid to steal. Han Yiming knew very well that no one in the Pingbo Dao faction could pick up this sword, and even the Pingbo Dao people themselves had to pick up the sword in the middle of the whirlwind, but if he lost the sword in his faction, where would he get out of it? Therefore, since he came here, the sword was untied from his back. At this time, his fingers moved, and the sword of Narubuchi came to him. Han Yiming was hesitating to himself, and suddenly inside the wooden door, nine ever-bright lamps lit up. These nine ever-bright lamps were originally dimly lit, but in an instant, they were several times brighter, and Han Yiming saw that the light, which was originally as big as a bean, had become the size of a sea bowl, and the lights were colorful in color, and they conjured up bursts of colorful light.

Han Yiming knew that something was wrong, and grabbed the hilt of the Ming Yuan Sword, and the Ming Yuan Sword flew upward, taking him off the ground. Han Yiming didn't dare to leave like this. The deer king asked him to leave here quickly, not to let him go back to Lingshan. If he doesn't rely on and leave, the people of Pingbo Dao will definitely go to the Lingshan Mountain. Originally, he was not afraid of the criticism of the Pingbo Dao people, but at this time, no criticism could appear. At this time, the criticism will only divide the strength of the Spirit Mountain to deal with the green dragon!

But he didn't want to leave like this, he really wanted to see what the people of Pingbo Dao were going to do. hovering in the air, and approaching the main hall, in which countless rays of light have been revealed. Not only is it the luster of the ever-bright lamp, but the sea bowl lit with the ever-bright lamp, the bowl wall of the small cylinder, and the wall of the cylinder, there are some curved and twisted characters that meander and appear, Han Yiming can't understand these characters, but he has seen similar shapes. It is in the secret room under the big ding, and the room is full of such characters, front and back, left and right, head and feet, there is no omission.

The sinuous characters were red and black, the red revealed red light, and the black revealed black light, dense, and in a blink of an eye, Han Yiming was shocked to see that the interior of the hall was full of characters, along with the green aura on the peach sword of the Pingbo Dao people he had seen. Among these many characters, there are also mud and gold characters, and nine times out of ten Han Yiming can't understand it, but he understands that this is the same as the secret room of the Pingbo Dao people, and it is also a magic circle! It is difficult to say that this magic circle is still related to the magic circle in the secret house. This thought flashed out, and I saw that where he was standing before, there were also characters flashing. The green spiritual light, which was originally only in the main hall, slid out of the hall like a snake, covering the area around the main hall one foot square with green light characters! Under the black and heavy big ding, the light also came out, and a character about two feet wide and narrow, like a path, slowly spread towards the main hall from under the big ding, and it was also red, black, green, and gold staggered characters, and in a blink of an eye, it was connected with the spiritual power overflowing from the main hall, and it was really a huge magic circle!

Han Yiming could barely breathe, such a large magic circle was by no means a day's work. And these characters of several colors, except for the mud gold characters, are mixed in it, presumably it is a critical place, and the mud gold is specially used to strengthen the seal. The other colors of characters are all layered on top of each other, one layer on top of the other. I think it's added again and again. I don't know how much effort the people of Pingbo Dao have put in to build this magic circle, this magic circle must be very important to him. A few points of colored light above the ever-bright lantern flew into the air, and Han Yiming didn't dare to override this magic circle anymore, and the imperial envoy's sword flew away.

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Tomorrow seems to be going to cool down, everyone pay attention to the cold and warm!