The fifth uncle has already risked his life, but with his hundreds of years of cultivation, he has already seen through life and death. Han Yiming already knew that in the process of cultivation, he really saw life and death clearly. Maybe people will have to go through some hardships in their lives, but after practicing, they will only experience more tribulations. But the fifth uncle sees it and doesn't care about life and death, but how can others see it? If a person wants to die calmly, the people around him are unspeakably sad, maybe because of the disappearance of life, or because of their attitude of calmly going to death. He had never had any cultivation in martial arts, and accepting such a gift from the Fifth Senior Uncle would only make him ashamed. How can we bring into play the wisdom of the Fifth Master for hundreds of years in the use of force? He also did not know. But he knew why the Fifth Senior Uncle would pass on all this wisdom to him, and he knew that he came out of the Eastern Gate with Senior Brother Ding on his back, and it was because of the Senior Uncle who passed Wu Hui to him. The Fifth Master Uncle had been choosing people to teach the Fa for a long time, but the last person to inherit his Dafa was himself, a disciple who had little contact with him. Not the senior brothers who have practiced with him for many years.

Han Yiming's mind was dark, he sat on the edge of the bed, Gu Qingquan didn't say anything to him, he was now quite diligent in his cultivation, sitting alone and looking at the map in front of him. The two of them sat until late at night. After sitting for so long, Han Yiming had no appetite, and he was just in a daze when he looked at the food carefully cooked by Senior Brother Ding. Gu Qingquan called him twice, then stopped calling, he ate his own meal, and went out with his sword, leaving Han Yiming alone in the house.

I don't know how long he sat there, and a voice said in his heart: "Yiming, you go to find your Senior Brother Ding." This was the voice of the long-lost master, Han Yiming stood up and said, "I'll go now." Looking out the window at the sky, it was already dark, and at this time, Senior Brother Ding would no longer be in his former hut. Stretched out his hand and took the sword of Ming Yuan in his hand and walked out of the courtyard. Strange to say, before he went out, he carefully looked out of the window to see if there were senior brothers in the courtyard. He also couldn't understand why he looked at it like this, it wasn't something unsightly for him to go to Senior Brother Ding, but he just didn't want to be known!

There was no figure of the senior brothers in the courtyard, it was late at night, and some of the senior brothers' houses were already dark, and the senior brothers were all in the house. Han Yiming walked out of the house and walked to the door of the Meditation Courtyard, and as soon as he came out of the door, his vest was in a cold sweat. He immediately stopped his steps and looked back, but there was nothing unusual. There was no figure behind him, but the cold sweat in his vest seemed to be someone staring at his back, outside the courtyard, was anyone hiding? Han Yiming looked around, but there was no figure, and he calmed down for a moment, and looked around, there was indeed no figure, so he put his mind at ease.

Han Yiming was convinced that he was never timid, and he was never frightened when facing any demons, but this person was able to come to the Meditation Courtyard to spy outside, and his cultivation must not be weak, no matter what he did or not, it would only be unfavorable to Lingshan. Han Yiming was extremely vigilant for a while, holding the hilt of the Mingyuan sword, and as soon as he noticed that something was wrong, he wanted to pounce on it with the sword in his hand. But he stood for a while, and felt a gentle breeze blowing around him like water, and the man went so fast that he left without realizing it. Han Yiming relaxed the hilt of his sword slightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly remembered another incident, he didn't want to get up, but when he thought about it, he was really shocked.

Lingshan is guarded by spiritual objects, and it is not something that outsiders can come to if they want to. How did that person come up to the mountain? Han Yiming looked up at the sky, the sky was dim, and there was no trace of the spirit beast, but Han Yiming knew that if it was different from the usual, the spirit beast would definitely appear. Suddenly, I remembered one thing, the Pingbo Dao people's seven-ring treasure mirror can see Lingshan, and the one who is hiding in the dark to peep is he? Pingbo Dao people are not good people, and his seven-ring treasure mirror should not be underestimated. Yes, he peeped at himself in the mirror, so he came and went without a trace, and did not alarm the spirit beast. Thinking of this, Han Yiming couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Don't you think that I will turn my back on my master and follow you, and dare to peep again, as soon as I find out, I will not show mercy!"

I don't know if he can let the people of Pingbo Dao hear what he said, but after saying it, Han Yiming felt a lot more relieved. Carrying the sword, he walked around the meditation courtyard, and there was no abnormality, and then the sword flew to Yule. Ding Wu saw him coming and said, "Senior brother, you go and send something else." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand was a piece of crystal green bamboo. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, isn't this the seal letter of the disciple of Lingshan? After thinking for a while, he said, "Is it here, is it going to the senior?" Ding Wu nodded, handed the seal letter to him first, and then stretched out a hand, which was clenched into a fist. Han Yiming knew that it was a message, took the seal letter into his arms, and put it properly, then he stretched out his left hand, Ding Wu let go of his hand in his palm, and his hand immediately clenched into a fist, Ding Wudao: "Senior brother, you can't go out with a sword!" Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, Ding Wudao: "This matter cannot be known, but Lingshan's actions at this time will alarm people with different thoughts." Your sword is so eye-catching that as soon as it comes out of its sheath, someone will notice it! Although it may not be true that someone is guarding the foot of the Spirit Mountain, it must be kept secret to the extreme. Well, that's it, I'll send you there, but you'll come back on your own. It's not difficult to send you there, but the hard thing is that you come back, and you have to run back by yourself. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and Ding Wu said, "Senior brother, I'll teach you the method of tiptoeing." It's just that you can only walk and run at the beginning, not a thousand miles a day. On the way back, you have to be more careful. ”

Han Yiming remembered that Shen Ruofu was half tired from using the Void Method, and knew that this method was nothing to rely on, and he relied on his own cultivation, so he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, but he also wanted to do his best! Ding Wu passed on his mantra of tiptoeing on the empty method, but it was not troublesome, and said to him: "You stretch out your hand." Han Yiming's left hand was already clenched into a fist, so he stretched out his right hand, Ding Wu said: "I put the guide talisman of Lingshan in the palm of your hand, you don't have a sword, you can't come back without a guide talisman." He pointed his finger in the palm of his right hand, and said: "I can't write, but the fifth uncle wrote a few words for me, and I will stick it on the back of your hand. Han Yiming nodded, looked at his left and right hands, stretched out his right hand, and Ding Wudao: "The back of the hand is up." He quickly flipped his fist downwards and the back of his hand up. Ding Wu stretched out his fat palm, pressed it on the back of Han Yiming's hand, and then took it back. Han Yiming had already seen a few characters faintly on the back of his hand, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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