In the blink of an eye, it was the early morning of the seventh day, Han Yiming got up early, finished washing, and his senior brother had come to take him to Cuiwei Hall. Coming down the mountain road and coming to the front of Cuiwei Hall, the bamboo forest that is usually verdant has long been gone, only a few slender and green bamboos grow on both sides of Cuiwei Hall, like two screens. In the large open space in front of Cuiwei Hall, there are peach trees, all of which are full of buds and waiting to be released. Two wooden chairs had already been lowered in front of the steps, and the six masters were standing at the bottom of the steps.

Everyone was still in plain robes, only a golden feather about three inches long and brilliant was pinned to Bai Sakura's jet-black hair, which lined her dignified face very smartly.

When he came to the front of the hall, Qin Wu said inconveniently: "Yiming." Han Yiming stepped forward, and Qin Wufang said: "Yiming, when the guests come, let's apprentice." Don't be too wordy, do you have other plans in mind? If so, tell me now. Han Yiming said: "The disciple has no other plans. He bowed and stood aside. Qin Wufang nodded and said, "If you have other plans, you can't stay in Lingshan anymore, and all the Daoists will ask you later, if you are not firm in your heart, you will definitely give them a chance to take advantage of." It's that I want to keep you, you can't stay in Lingshan anymore. Han Yiming thought of Hanjiazhuang under the mountain, and for a while, it was difficult to give up. However, the masters of Lingshan are stronger than Pingbo Daoren and others, and instead of giving them an opportunity to take advantage of, it is better to strengthen their minds first. Said to Qin Wufang: "The disciple has nothing else to think. He bowed and stood aside.

Qin Wufang smiled slightly and said, "Okay." Everyone present was silent, and after a while, only the sound of birdsong could be heard, Qin Wufang smiled slightly, and said, "It's here." Huang Jingxuan and the others all stretched out their hands, their hands in front of their chests, and their palms were facing each other. Qin Wufang wrote a few words in the air with the middle finger of his right hand, Han Yiming was close to him, and he could see it clearly, it was the four words "if there is nothing", after writing, he waved his hand, Huang Jingxuan and others all adjusted the direction up and down with both palms, and after adjusting three times, several houses that were originally built on the side of the mountain for the purpose of passing through the hall rose from the ground, flew upward, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye. The front of the open field, the Wanxiang Bridge is full of clouds and mist, looking down, except for the towering ancient trees on the Ling Mountain, they are all white.

In the white mist, a few black dots appeared, flying upward. flew closer, and the nearest one was Wu Jingxuan, who was dressed in a green robe, holding a whisk in his hand, sitting on a gray crane. The latter one was Huang Songtao, standing on a sheathed sword. Behind him, dressed in Taoist robes and pockmarked on his face, was a smallpox Taoist, who stepped on a sword that was faintly transparent like glass and flew upward. In the back, there was a Taoist dressed in a black robe and holding an ebony wooden sword. It is the Pingbo Dao people, following the smallpox Dao people, who are getting closer and closer. The last one was a dark purple figure, stepping on a round black shadow.

Bai Ying frowned, and Qin Wufang said, "Senior sister, don't do anything too extremely. She was bound to come, and she was going to come openly, so I sent out a request for her to come. These five people flew in front of them in a blink of an eye, circled around the peach forest three times in turn, and landed on the ground. Qin Wufang arched his hand and said: "The contempt sect has included a disciple, and it has alarmed all the Daoists to come here, and I am grateful." As soon as Wu Jingxuan and Huang Songtao came, they looked at Han Yiming, their eyes were sharp, and they seemed to have a hand hidden in their eyes, and when the time was ripe, they were going to snatch him down the mountain. Han Yiming was already afraid of these two people, where did he dare to raise his head, he just stood beside Qin Wufang with his head down.

Lu Yueqing approached the two of them and said with a smile: "Two fellow Daoists, please take a seat." Seeing that there was no gap to enter, the two of them said a few words, and sat down on the two wooden chairs on the left. The smallpox Taoist just arched his hand and sat down. Pingbo Daoist walked up to Qin Wufang and said, "Brother Wufang Dao, don't come to harm, we haven't seen each other for many years." Qin Wufang smiled slightly and said, "Brother Pingbo Dao, please take a seat." He has practiced for hundreds of years and is magnanimous, but he knows that today's comer is not good, so he only said in his heart: "We only met in front of the mirror a few days ago, and Brother Dao is really forgetful." He used his heart to speak, and Pingbo Dao heard this sentence in his heart, but he has been practicing for hundreds of years, and he is extremely thick-skinned, so he doesn't care, he smiles, and sits down to the side.

The fifth figure fell to the ground, but it was a woman. Han Yiming could see clearly that she was wearing a dark purple shirt and stepping on something like a futon under her feet. She stepped down from above, stretched out her hand, and with a flick of the futon, the futon-like object flew up into tiny masses and landed on her crystal clear fingers. She looked up. Under the two eyebrows, a pair of dark purple eyes glanced at Han Yiming. Han Yiming had also heard that someone's eyes would be almost black dark blue, but he had never heard of anyone whose eyes were dark purple. The woman's complexion was as white as frost and snow, and her eyes sparkled like amethysts.

Qin Wufang smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist of Purple Clothes, it really surprises me that you can come. Senior sister, you sit down with Zishang Daoyou. Bai Sakura hesitated for a moment, stepped forward, and said to Zishang, "Please take a seat." Zishang glanced at her and said lightly, "Thank you." "Sit down in a chair.

Everyone in the audience greeted each other for a moment, and five more people came. Han Yiming looked at Qin Wufang and greeted, among these five people, only one person knew it. This man is anchovy roe.

Everyone sat down, and Qin Wufang said, "Today, this sect wants to include a disciple." It is really an honor for all the Taoist friends to be here. As soon as his voice fell, two disciples walked out of Cuiwei Hall, came over with tea trays, offered a bowl of tea in front of each of them, and slowly retreated into the hall. Qin Wufang said: "Yiming, come over and salute the teachers." ”

Han Yiming was about to take a step, when all ten people in the audience turned their heads and looked at him. Their eyes were burning, and they could see that he was covered in sweat and had difficulty walking. When he couldn't leave, Qin Wufang's voice said, "Yiming, go and salute the elders." His voice was gentle, Han Yiming raised his head when he heard this, and saw that he had a kind smile on his face, and he was sure in his heart, so he walked into the courtyard and saluted everyone.

He just bent down here, and heard a sharp voice say: "Brother Wufang Dao, I have a little to say, you might as well say goodbye when you are done." Qin Wufang's left hand clenched into a fist slightly, Han Yiming had already felt a tightness in his wrist, turned around, Qin Wufang smiled and said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, but I wasn't by this kid's side that day, if Brother Xuanshu Dao has any questions, it's okay to let Senior Brother Lu answer?"