Han Yiming had already choked his breath, and when he heard this, he suddenly grabbed a straw like a drowning moment: "Senior brother, this is not true. I've been learning a lot, but I've been learning for days. It's definitely not what the senior brother said as soon as he hears it!" He hurriedly argued, and he didn't know why it was so urgent, as if only such urgency could strengthen his determination not to be the head of Lingshan!

Sima Lingyi sighed slightly at him, shook his head and said, "Little junior brother, do you know what kind of spell Qianjun Slash is? What do you need to learn before learning this spell? What kind of disciple can learn Qianjun Slash? What kind of disciple can use this trick? How long does it take for others to learn Qianjun Slash?" Han Yiming was stunned by his questions, and he couldn't answer these questions, so he could only be stunned. At this time, he didn't dare to ask Senior Brother, for fear that after asking, he would be thrilled!

He was stunned to the side, but Sima Lingyi smiled slightly: "Little junior brother, I haven't learned Qianjun Slash, and I can't learn this killing move yet." My cultivation is far from enough! But with a trick I learned a few years ago, I will split the mountain and come to explain to you. I have practiced for 500 years before I began to learn this power splitting mountain, and to this day, I haven't learned it yet! It's been a few decades, as you said, I'm also smart, I have some insight, and my knowledge is okay, but until now, I haven't learned it! I can't even say that I can't comprehend it! And you have learned the spells that I haven't been able to learn in 500 years of cultivation in less than half a year after you have been in Lingshan, which is enough to show that you are different from us disciples! I believe that any of your senior brothers will learn Qianjun with you, even me, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn this trick. And you, you can already use it to suppress the Maha Li! As the head of the Lingshan Mountain, what else can't you afford?"

After Sima Lingyi left, Han Yiming sat at the table in a daze. He never expected that these seemingly simple spells that he had learned by himself could not be learned by many poor senior brothers in all the hours of cultivation! When the senior brother said these few words, he had simply put Lingshan on his shoulders, and with such ability, who else could Lingshan give it to if he didn't give it to himself?

Yuan Hui once said: "In today's situation, I believe that even Senior Brother Sima himself can see it very clearly, and the position of the head of Lingshan will never be passed into his hands." Nine times out of ten, it is going to be passed on to you!" At that time, I was surprised when I heard it, but when I thought about it at this time, I was terrified! Did the senior brother already know? Han Yiming sighed, knowing that Yuan Hui was right, and the senior brother came to talk to him sincerely and deeply because he already knew!

However, Han Yiming was a little restless, as if he had become the head of Lingshan, that is, he had stolen Lingshan from the hands of his senior brother! But whether he was the head of Lingshan or not seemed to have the final say! If Shi Bo really passed on Lingshan to himself, he really didn't know what to do!

He sat in the room, thinking about it, his heart fluctuating. Suddenly, I heard the sound of laughter in the courtyard, and when I looked from the window, I saw that the senior brothers had fallen from the sky. He was anxious at this time, lest others hear his chaotic mind and perceive his incomparable panic, at this time he just wanted to hide quietly alone and calm his chaos. So he stood up, first out of the house, then out of the meditation courtyard, and followed the path behind the courtyard!

After walking for a short time, he had already crossed the mountain beam, and saw Ding Wu's fat figure squatting in the vegetable field in front of his house from a distance, and knew that he was serving his strange vegetables again. When he went out, he wanted to be quiet alone, but when he walked on the path, he found that he was extremely disturbed, even if he was standing in a no-man's land, he was also confused. All the things that were conceived before were overturned by the senior brother one by one, and he couldn't help but panic. Standing alone in a quiet place, his heart became more and more chaotic, and he suddenly saw Ding Wuyi squatting there as usual, and couldn't help but walk over there.

As he got closer, Ding Wu had already turned his head and glanced at him: "Senior brother, are you going to see the little girl? It hasn't come back yet! Alas, I don't know where it has gone, I have been missing it for many days!" Hearing Ding Wu's voice is like hearing a voice from the world, and it is no longer a person who can not bear and face these many things alone. All kinds of turmoil in my heart have been suppressed. As soon as his heart was relieved, he stopped his steps: "Senior brother, I'm not here to see the little girl! I'll come out for a walk!" Ding Wudao: "Oh, junior brother, if you get hot, go and sit in my room!" Just go in by yourself, and I'll come in and make you tea in a while." ”

Only then did Han Yiming find that there were beads of sweat on Ding Wu's forehead, and he himself was covered in sweat. Ding Wu's sweat came from his obesity and working under the sun, but his sweat came from his own upset and irritability. looked at the mountain beam in front of him, since the little boy was not there, why not go to Senior Brother Ding's house and sit down. He originally came out to avoid all the senior brothers, but when he heard Ding Wu's voice, he felt that staying here and talking to him for a while was far better than running away and going to suffer alone! Maybe if you talk to him a few words, you will never be so troubled again!

As soon as I stepped into the Ding Wu House, I felt cool all over. He sat down in his chair and sighed. The inside of Ding Wu's house was very simple, much simpler than the room he lived in with Gu Qingquan, only a big wooden table, on which there was a booklet, a set of crude teapots and teacups, and two wooden chairs on both sides of the table! There was a wooden bed over there, and the pillows and quilts were all coarse cloth. A door was lined up on the wall at the foot of the bed, thinking that it was Ding Wu's kitchen, although Han Yiming had been here many times, he had never taken half a step. Looking out of the window, Ding Wu was still sweating profusely to loosen the soil for a vegetable plant, retracted his eyes, picked up the booklet that Ding Wu put on the table, and opened it gently.

He had seen this booklet countless times, and it was Ding Wu's picture book. The first few pages were drawn for him by himself, and Han Yiming was bored, turning the pages one by one, and was stunned by the various handwriting. Turning the pages one by one, turning to the back, I have turned to the place where Bai Sakura and the senior sisters wrote in their hands. Han Yiming saw that there was a flower among them, and the word "Blue Sakura" was inscribed next to it, and suddenly touched his mind, he didn't know that Uncle Bai Ying was better, so he couldn't help but look at the page twice.

The flower on the paper is carefully depicted by the pen, and the handwriting next to it is extremely delicate, after Han Yiming heard the fourth uncle talk about "blue cherry", he naturally knew that this flower was painted by the original body of the sixth uncle. I can't help but look at this page carefully, above this page, between the branches and leaves, a white flower, which is dyed with two strokes of cyanine, but it is very delicate, and I can't help but look at it carefully. Suddenly, there were some traces on this page!

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