After listening to it for a while, I was exhausted, my eyelids were fighting, and the yawn that was constantly connected could no longer be hidden. I had to say to them: "Two senior brothers, you talk slowly, I'll go and take a rest." Shen Ruofu got up to say goodbye, Han Yiming hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Shen doesn't have to go, and I don't sleep, just go and lie down." Senior brother just continued, and I could listen to it on the sidelines. ”

Shen Ruofu was already talking about the rise, so he sat down and talked to Gu Qingquan again. Han Yiming walked to the side of the bed, folded his clothes and lay down, his head touched the pillow, and the words of the two over there could no longer reach his ears, and he had already fallen asleep. I slept peacefully and without nightmares, until I opened my eyes, and it was all sweet and sweet.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the lights had long been extinguished in the room, and only the cold moonlight came in through the window, cold and white, dragging the window on the bed and the floor with a long shadow. Shen Ruofu had already left, and Gu Qingquan was sleeping on the bed at the other end of the room snoring slightly, obviously dreaming well. Han Yiming was very energetic and sober at this time, he lay on the bed for a while, sat up, and looked out the window. Outside the window was the cool moonlight, and all the rooms in the meditation courtyard were darkened, and it was obvious that all the senior brothers had fallen asleep, only the occasional insect chirping came, which became more and more quiet.

Han Yiming wanted to sleep again, but he couldn't fall asleep for a moment, his previous exhaustion seemed to be swept away, lying on the bed, his arms pillowed behind his head, and staring at the night sky outside the window in a daze. Suddenly, the corners of his eyes darkened slightly, as if something was flying from the moonlight, Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at it, the moonlight was still clear. Han Yiming sat up, stuck his head out of the window, and looked at the sky, the moonlight was like water, and the sky was clean except for the twinkling stars.

After looking at it for a while, he didn't see anything abnormal, lowered his eyes, and was about to retract his head, but he saw that there was a vague shadow in the courtyard of the meditation courtyard, and in the courtyard under the moonlight! The moon and stars are still sparse above, the moonlight is cool, and the starry sky is clear, but there is no shadow opposite to the shadow! Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, looked down again, the shadow on the ground became clearer and clearer, the clothes were fluttering, and you could also see the light clothes edge, with two long dancing belts!

Han Yiming was surprised, I don't know who it was, in the middle of the night, he quietly came to Lingshan, under the moonlight, he couldn't show his shadow, so that he couldn't see clearly, but the moonlight shone his figure. Looking at the shadow on the ground again, I saw that the shadow's clothes moved lightly, gently and slowly drifting towards the outside of the meditation courtyard. Han Yiming sat up, stepped into his shoes, reached out and touched the Ming Yuan sword placed next to the bed in his hand, and suddenly felt a lot more courageous. Looking at the ground outside the window, the shadow, the shadow flew towards one place, but it looked like it was about to fly out of the meditation courtyard. turned around and wanted to call Gu Qingquan, but he held back. He was no longer the timid and cowardly Han Yiming he used to be, he tightened his grip on the Ming Yuan sword, quietly pushed open the door of the house, and walked out of the house.

The figure in the courtyard was floating towards the gate of the Meditation Courtyard, Han Yiming calmed down, his fingers tightened, and he clenched the sword of Mingyuan, and his courage suddenly grew. Looking up at the sky above, he quietly followed the shadow and walked towards the gate of the Meditation Courtyard. The courtyard door of the Meditation Courtyard has never been closed, Han Yiming walked and stopped, in the shadows, he couldn't help but be a little nervous, I don't know what the shadow would do to himself when he saw him? But at this time, he already regarded the Ming Yuan Sword as his courage, as long as the Ming Yuan Sword was in his hand, he was fearless! He took a deep breath, followed the dark shadow on the wall, and also walked to the front of the gate of the Meditation Courtyard, and then looked forward, only to see that the floating figure was already two feet away, and had floated to the back of the Meditation Courtyard!

Han Yiming slowed down and stepped out of the courtyard door, still following along the wall. The shadow didn't seem to know that he was following behind, and it didn't float fast, nor did it look left and right, but seemed to be a person walking and stopping calmly, and in a blink of an eye it had floated to the spring behind the courtyard where everyone was pouring bamboo. He stopped at the edge of the spring, and instead of following the path next to it, he slowly traced the way the spring came from and slowly traced it from above the spring. Han Yiming saw it clearly, gently pulled out the Mingyuan sword, tied the scabbard to his back, held the scabbard tightly, and silently recited the sword trick in his heart, and flew upwards with the shadow.

The spring water was babbling and flowing lightly, piercing through a dense forest behind the meditation courtyard, and the shadow stopped and stopped, flying slowly, and Han Yiming was also silent, but he broke out in a cold sweat. He did not dare to fly high, for fear that he would not see the shadow, but flew slightly higher than the tree below, and watched as the branches slid under his feet, and the shadow appeared and disappeared, always going up the mountain spring. He also followed, cautious, not daring to fall half a step.

After flying for a while, the cool breeze blew, and there was a slight "gurgling" sound in front of him, Han Yiming raised his eyes and couldn't help but stop his steps, far ahead, there was a blue-black mountain beam, where was the forbidden land of Lingshan, and the disciple could not get close, nor could he fly close to the sword. Han Yiming unconsciously stopped his steps, looked down at the bottom, but saw the shadow below, also stopped, no longer moving forward, and stopped next to the spring. It's also a place he's never been to. There are absolutely two directions with Phantom Mirror Lake, Han Yiming has never seen his senior brothers set foot in this direction, and he has never been there himself.

The shadow floated quietly next to the spring, and Han Yiming floated in the air, not making a sound, just looking at it carefully. After a while, the shadow floated into the spring, and under the moonlight, the spring shimmered slightly, and the shadow covered the waves wherever it went. Han Yiming saw that the shadow was not moving, so he didn't move, and floated quietly, just staring at the shadow with his eyes.

Suddenly, the shadow disappeared, Han Yiming's eyes did not blink, he just looked at the shadow, but he saw it disappear, he was surprised, he looked around, but Lin Tao was bursting below, where could he see that shadow?

This is a woman, Han Yiming flew high, and she could only see her long black hair drifting on the water, gentle and tactful. In the middle of the night, everything was silent, and inadvertently saw a woman whose face was indistinct and suddenly appeared, Han Yiming couldn't help but feel a little frightened. With her eyes wide open, she looked at the woman, she was standing in the spring like this, the slowly flowing spring water, past her waist, Han Yiming clearly saw her long black hair, floating downward with the slowly flowing spring water.