Han Yiming was already a little timid, standing alone on the hill, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened, and reached out and touched the Ming Yuan Sword behind him. His fingers touched the sword of Narubuchi, and he felt a little less frightened. Huang Jingxuan didn't let him leave, and he wouldn't move around without permission. After standing in place for a while, I felt that my legs and feet were sore, and I wanted to find a place to sit down. These days, I have been asking around during the day, and when I am walking, I have used Edgeworth very little for flying. In the first few days, when it got dark, Han Yiming felt that his whole body was sore. I've gotten better in the next few days, but I'm still tired, but I've gotten better than before. He looked around, and saw a tree stump not far in front of him for rest, so he walked that way.

As soon as he took a step, there was a voice in his ears. I listened carefully, but it was gone. Han Yiming stopped his steps, and suddenly remembered that Huang Jingxuan taught him that day to "clear the heart, calm the eyes, and concentrate the mind", stopped his steps, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. Put aside the exhaustion and distractions in your heart, don't think about anything, and your mood is clear, and then you slowly open your eyes.

I saw that there was still a small hill in front of me, and there was still the dwarf pine beside me. Han Yiming was not discouraged, and still calmly looked ahead carefully. After a while, a small hill in front of me suddenly disappeared, only to see a flat and vast field, I don't know what flowers and plants are planted, and a refreshing fragrance comes to my nose. After a while, the forest on the left also disappeared without a trace, turning into a flower, and I don't know what kind of flowers and plants were planted, but unlike the previous fragrance, this time there was a faint sweet smell in the fragrance of flowers, and a few butterflies flew around on the flowers.

Where did the butterflies come from at night? Han Yiming was amazed. I saw that the butterflies here are also different from what I have seen on weekdays, there is a pair of colors, a pair of jade white colors, and a pair of black. Each one has a pair of palms spread out, a black pair, when flapping its wings, there will be a faint layer of golden light around it, and it is very dazzling when it flies, although it is night, but it can be seen clearly. Several pairs of butterflies flew in one direction, Han Yiming had never seen such a beautiful butterfly, and he couldn't take his eyes off it. I saw a few pairs of butterflies flying over the flower field and towards a tree on the edge of the flower field. The tree was no more than six or seven feet tall, bare from a distance, with no branches or leaves, only a trunk, and seemed to have been dead for years.

The pair of butterflies flew up to the tree, and the trunk suddenly moved, and the black trunk shattered upwards into pieces, like smoke rising. A tree turned into a puff of smoke and spread out to the surrounding area. Han Yiming was greatly surprised, stunned for a while, stared carefully, and saw that the smoke did not rise, nor did it disperse, but just gathered around, and when the big butterflies flew in, they all gathered again, and no longer moved.

Han Yiming was very surprised, and after looking at it for a while, he withdrew his gaze. This time I was taken aback again, and I saw that there were still small hills and shadows of low forests in front and back. All around are endless flowers, and two small streams pass through them, and the sound of water is murmuring. When I looked up, I saw that the sky was deep and the stars were shining. At this time, the sun has already set, and the sunset on the horizon has been cleaned, but the moon has just revealed a crescent moon, and the sky is full of stars, all quietly shining brightly.

Standing here, Shicai's uneasiness has disappeared without a trace, and his heart is extremely peaceful. When I turned around, I saw that the dwarf pine had also disappeared without a trace, and a small hut appeared in the direction of the dwarf pine. Han Yiming suddenly remembered what Qin Wufang said to him, "Colorless and Phaseless Treasure Mirror", what you are in your heart, what you see is what you see. I was tired and troubled before, but I saw a hill pine tree. Now I feel calm, but I see this scene.

Suddenly, Huang Jingxuan's voice came from inside the house: "Zishang, we don't have to mention the past." Today, my intention to come to you has also been made clear, please look at the friendship of the past, and help each other. I heard a woman in the room say coldly: "What does this matter have to do with me? Why should I help him? What do you mean by not mentioning?" Her voice was somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere. Han Yiming listened attentively.

Huang Jingxuan said again: "Zishang, then, how can you be willing to help?" only to hear the Zishang say: "I have already said it, but you can't do it." Huang Jingxuan sighed and said, "Zishang, you also know that I will never agree to what you say." Do not be me any more. Zishang said: "It's all this sentence, is there nothing else to say?" Huang Jingxuan said: "Zishang, but anything else, it won't make me so embarrassed." You should always remember the day you ......" and then said no more.

The room was quiet for a while, and Han Yiming felt sorry in his heart, if it weren't for himself, how could the second master be forced to be like this woman named Zi Dress. This purple dress is really aggressive, Han Yiming always feels that he has heard her voice somewhere, but he just can't remember it. was thinking about it, and then heard Zishang say: "Okay, then, in this way, you bring Zini to me, and I will show him a way." As soon as she said "Zini", Han Yiming suddenly realized that on the day of her apprenticeship, the woman with purple eyes was called Zisheng. Not only did she ask for Zini in public, but she also burned her purple mahogany sword with glass fire.

Han Yiming couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and gently reached out and touched the package on his back, which contained two fragments of the purple peach wood sword. Zishang shot ruthlessly, and when Han Yiming thought of her, he couldn't help but be very disgusted. Huang Jingxuan in the room sighed and said, "Purple Clothes Daoist, Zini is not mine, you must be very clear about this. If it were mine, I would give it to you now. Zishang sneered: "Yes, on the Lingshan Mountain, what is there that you can call the shots? Huang Jingxuan also sighed: "There are not many things I can do." You should know that, and I'm not prevaricating. Zishang snorted coldly and said no more.

After a while, Huang Jingxuan sighed: "Okay, if you don't want to help, I won't force it." And so he took his leave. Although Han Yiming knew that Zishang refused to help, he would prick blood to avoid Muzhi, but if he made the second master so embarrassed, it was better not to ask for this Zisheng. Therefore, when he saw Huang Jingxuan coming out of the hut, he didn't say a word, followed Huang Jingxuan, and walked forward.

After walking a few steps, I only heard Zi Shang's cold voice coming from behind: "The longer the fragrance of Xianzhi, the stronger it is, and if it can't be dissolved by itself, it will only become more and more intense, and it is not a good strategy to prick blood and avoid it." After a while, the smell of blood can't stop the fragrance of Xianzhi, and Muzhi will also come when the time comes. What do you think you can do to avoid it?" Han Yiming was stunned, and his feet couldn't help but slow down.