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Xingchen turned around and pressed the hilt of his sword down, and the sacred wood shook and slowly toppled over. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Yiming didn't have time to speak, so he swung his sword at Ping Bo first, and he swung it extremely hard this time, and several spiritual lights went straight to Ping Bo's heart. Xingchen also knew that Pingbo was coming behind him, and he didn't look back, and ran straight towards Han Yiming. His spiritual power is almost exhausted, and he is by no means Pingbo's opponent at this time. That little bit of green and blue aura chased the stars directly, Han Yiming also rushed over, he moved fast and waved his sword while running, the clusters of frost and flowers rushed straight to Pingbo, and the stars rushed straight into his arms, Han Yiming saw that little cold star went straight to the heart of the star, stretched out his left hand, first protected the heart of the star, and watched the little cold star hit down on his left hand.

Suddenly, a white light leaked out from the back of his hand, and the blue dragon spirit shield covered him and the stars, and that little cold star hit the white light, Han Yiming's hand was scorching, but that little bit of spiritual light failed to hit him directly. was flicked by his spirit shield, I don't know where it went, raised his head to look at Pingbo, waved the Qingfrost Sword in his hand, and the frost flower Dao went straight to Pingbo, he put the stars aside and pounced straight towards Pingbo.

Ping Bo missed a blow, and saw that he pounced like a mad tiger like this, and the shot was fast, and in a blink of an eye, there was his aura and sword shadow in all directions, how could he stay still, turn around and leave. Han Yiming pounced, he had already gone far away. If Han Yiming really wanted to catch up, how could he not catch up? It's just that he couldn't leave Xingchen and the boy here, so he didn't catch up. Seeing that he had gone, he turned around and saw that Xingchen had picked up the sacred tree in his hand, and then looked at the boy, who was still lying there motionless. rushed over and touched his mouth and nose, fortunately, he was still alive, but he couldn't wake up.

Xingchen said: "Master, let's go." Take him with you. Han Yiming mentioned the boy according to his words and asked Xingchen: "Can you go, if you can't, I will carry you." Xingchen took Shenmu into his arms and shook his head: "I don't have the strength, the head will carry me back." Han Yiming squatted down, Xingchen lay on his back, a pair of small hands wrapped around his neck, and Han Yiming went back.

He carried the stars and the boy with him, and he was very careful, and used the sword technique quickly, and rushed back to the Lingshan Qing Cultivation Office at a gallop, until he entered the enchantment, and then he was relieved. When everyone in Lingshan saw him come back, they all gathered around, Lu Jingxin first took Xingchen from his back, Xingchen was already asleep, and the boy couldn't wake up, Shen Ruofu saw that he brought the boy, and was very surprised: "Who is this?" Han Yiming said: "I don't know, I went with Xingchen to cut down the Heavenly Divine Tree, and he and his Divine Stick Master were also there." His Master of the Divine Stick fell into the ground and never came back, and I couldn't leave him there alone, so I brought him back. Pingbo is still waiting on the side, if this boy falls into Pingbo's hands, who knows what it will be like?" Shen Ruofu said: "You are tired, so you can rest, I will take him to rest, and he will talk about it tomorrow when he wakes up." He took the boy and went out.

Han Yiming was not tired, he looked at his left hand, the back of his left hand was scorched black, it seemed to be ink scorched to the touch, and the skin and flesh below were nothing unusual, and it was not painful. Everyone in Lingshan dispersed, and the last one to leave was to close the door of his house, Han Yiming reached out and took out the piece of divine wood from his arms, and as soon as the divine tree was taken out, it burst into a spiritual light, got up from his hand, and tossed three inches in his hand. Han Yiming removed his hand, and Shenmu was quietly churning there. Han Yiming said in his heart: "Lingshan already has a Divine Wood Bracelet, and this Divine Wood will never be used to make a Divine Wood Bracelet." I just don't know what this sacred tree is for. Suddenly remembered that the secret of the head of the house came and wanted to take it for a look, and remembered that the secret was borrowed by Shen Ruofu, so he just sighed. He has always wanted to take a look at this secret, but there are always such and such things, delayed, and now Lingshan is steady, and he has to find a time to take a good look at this book. At this time, I felt tired, and saw a basin of water on the table over there, I don't know which senior brother and sister carefully brought you to wash the wind and dust, walked over and washed your face, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and looked at the basin for a while, and there was no black shadow on your face, along with the skeleton shadow that had been gnawing on your face.

This time I was very surprised, I wanted to find a mirror to take a look, but there was no mirror in my house, I couldn't take a look, I wanted to go out to find a mirror, but it was late at night, I went out to look for it, and it was not good to say that it would alarm the brothers and sisters, and after a while, the sky was about to dawn, and it was not too late to find it to take a closer look.

When he woke up, it was already past three poles, there was a slight sound outside, Han Yiming was still lying on the **, and he heard the sound of ding dong in his ears, soft and graceful, listen carefully, but it was a guqin song, the sound of the song was quiet, like a mountain spring flowing, with the sound of gurgling water, and it was cool in the ears. After listening to it for a while, the sound of the piano stopped, and only one person's voice said: "I like to play the piano, and I only have this little trick, I don't know if the Lingshan Sect is willing to accept me?" There was a man in sackcloth sitting there, about forty years old, with a beard under his chin and a delicate face, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, a guqin was placed on his knees, and the senior brothers and sisters were listening to him play the piano, together with the three people who had only been in the Lingshan Mountain for a long time, they were also sitting and listening.

Lu Jingxin said: "This senior brother, whether or not you can admit the senior brother into the Spirit Mountain, if it is really not up to us, our senior brother in charge is still resting, and when he gets up, it is up to him to decide?"

The man in sackcloth nodded and said, "Okay, then wait for the head to wake up." He raised his hand again, gently crossed the strings, and played another song, this song was played, and Han Yiming only felt warm on his body. He didn't refine the rhythm, only listened, the man in sackcloth finished playing, Shen Ruofu said: "The flowing water is cool to play, but this spring is warm in people's hearts, this senior brother is really good at the piano." Senior brother is no longer a teenager, right? It seems that there is something to change. The man in sackcloth said: "Although this senior brother is young, he has a pair of excellent ears, and I have changed a lot of places, which are slightly different from the original repertoire of "Yangchun" Flowing Water. Senior brother is also proficient in music and rhythm?" Shen Ruofu said: "Senior brother has won the award, and there was a master in my Lingshan Sect who was proficient in this way, so I have heard of some. I don't. The man in sackcloth stood up with the piano, shook the clothes on his body, and said: "It is rare to meet a bosom friend in life, so that the senior brother who does not know this way can hear my changes, can the master of your faction, who is proficient in music and rhythm, please come out and see it?"

Everyone stopped talking for a while, Han Yiming knew that in addition to the ancestor, there was a teacher who was proficient in music and rhythm in the past, but he didn't know which one it was, but seeing that the senior brothers and sisters didn't speak, it was known that this teacher had died. The man in sackcloth saw that they were silent, so he stopped asking, he also knew about the catastrophe of Lingshan, and he didn't speak anymore, so naturally he wouldn't ask again. Han Yiming came out of the house, and Shen Ruofu said, "Senior brother, come on." Han Yiming walked over and saw the man in sackcloth looking at him in surprise. When he got closer, the man in sackcloth looked him up and down, held the qin under his ribs, and bowed: "Is this the head of Lingshan Han?" Han Yiming said: "Senior brother is right, I am Han Yiming." The man in sackcloth said: "I don't have anything long in the lower body, I only have the skill of playing the piano, and I am obsessed with the sound of the piano, don't I know if I can also come to Lingshan to practice?" Han Yiming said: "Thank you, senior brother doesn't think my Lingshan is too small, come to stomp." The man was overjoyed and saluted him respectfully: "In the next road number phoenix dance, the head of Duomeng will not give up, and the word senior brother does not dare to be." May I ask the master, what do I want to do when I want to enter the Spirit Mountain?"

Shen Ruofu came up and said: "To enter my Lingshan, I only need to be allowed by the head of the house, and I can make nine great gifts to the blessed place of Lingshan." The man was very surprised: "Is it so simple?" Lu Jingxin said: "This fellow Taoist, the Buddhists all said: My Buddha only crosses people who are destined." My Lingshan is similar to this, and the people who receive it are also destined people. As long as we sincerely come to my spiritual mountain to practice, we will not reject those false and mundane rituals. Feng Wu hurriedly asked, "Where is the blessed land of Lingshan?" If the head of the sect agrees, I will go to salute." As he spoke, he looked at Han Yiming with blank eyes. Han Yiming saw that he was so serious, so he said, "Please take him to salute, and then enter my Spirit Mountain." Shen Ruofu said: "Okay, I'll take it." The man turned around to leave, but immediately turned around, handed the piano in his hand to Shen Ruofu and said, "Please take it for me, senior brother." Shen Ruofu took it, he straightened his clothes, straightened his headscarf, walked in front of Han Yiming, knelt down on his knees, and made a big salute. Han Yiming was startled and hurriedly picked it up. He stood up and said, "Master, I'm going to worship the blessed land." Shen Ruofu led him away.

Lu Jingxin said: "Senior brother, this is really a fellow Taoist who is obsessed with music and rhythm, and he has nothing to cultivate. Han Yiming said: "What does senior brother mean, do you think you shouldn't accept him?" Lu Jingxin shook his head: "Senior brother, how could you have this idea? Obsessed with the things he likes, immersed in them, sooner or later will make achievements. Senior Brother Ding entered the Tao from the kitchen, and his cultivation is no worse than other peers. Accepting such a fellow practitioner is only good for us. Han Yiming was a little surprised, and Lu Jingxin said: "Senior brother, we have come out of the sword light and sword shadow in the past few years, a bloody road, and now we want to recuperate." Let's stand our ground, and don't let others be wary of us. In this way, the more fellow practitioners come, the better, because this is confusing others. Sooner or later, I will let them return blood for blood, but before that, we must also restrain ourselves. It is undoubtedly a good thing to recruit fellow cultivators. A sentence of returning blood for blood hit Han Yiming's mind, Lingshan has so many hatreds from the same family, can you swallow it so quietly? How can you swallow it? After thinking about it, he said, "What Senior Brother said is that it's just that my spiritual power is not enough, so I can't take revenge immediately." Lu Jingxin said: "Senior brother, don't be too careful, at the moment, we don't have the power to take revenge." If we really have the power of revenge, we will not be driven around in the past three years. Senior brother, we will always have a day of revenge. If they practice, they will live forever. If we also practice, we will also be immortal. Since the long days are big, we will always have to wait until this day. ”

Han Yiming said: "Senior brother, I can't see this. Senior brother, if my cultivation doesn't enter the realm in the future because of this, I don't mind. I can't forget all of this. Lu Jingxin said: "Senior brother, the difference between me and you is that I don't mind that my cultivation can't be improved, and I can't avenge my brothers and sisters in the future." One sentence also hit Han Yiming's mind, when the time comes in the future, if you really can't avenge your senior brothers and sisters, wouldn't you have a great hatred in your life? ”;