Han Yiming said in his heart: "It turns out that the fifth uncle's saber is not only one!" And on the bookshelf by the window, there are piles of books. Han Yiming couldn't help but be surprised, isn't the Fifth Senior Uncle a martial artist? How can there be so many books here? Suddenly, he heard Zhao Haoyang's voice and said, "Yiming, these are all swordsmanship and sword art maps that I can find in the world. Han Yiming realized in his heart that Lingshan cultivation is a matter of personal preference, the fifth master uncle is good at martial arts, and most of the books piled up on the bookshelf are related to martial arts. Zhao Haoyang sat down on the chair first, and said, "You find a place to sit down by yourself, what I want to ask you is not a sentence or two, sit down and talk." Han Yiming found a chair and sat down.

Zhao Haoyang asked him in detail about what happened to him when he went to the east to meet the white dragon, and asked in great detail. Although Han Yiming didn't want to think about all the things in the Gate of the East, he saw the details of his uncle's question, and he knew that he must have his thoughts. I don't hide it, I talk to my uncle one by one. Zhao Haoyang encountered him along the way, but he asked once, but he asked again and again about the white dragon's words and demeanor. Han Yiming spoke carefully to him. After a long time, Zhao Haoyang said: "Okay, I know." Well, you don't have to say it to your brothers and sisters. Han Yiming said: "Are the senior brothers and sisters all back?" Zhao Haoyang said: "Well, I discussed with your senior uncle and summoned your senior brothers and sisters back." Now most of them have returned, and even those who have not yet come back are on their way. ”

Han Yiming let out an "oh", having doubts, but he didn't know how to ask, just looked at the fifth uncle in a daze. Zhao Haoyang said: "Let's talk about this later." Han Yiming nodded, and suddenly heard a voice that seemed to be crying or laughing, coming from nowhere, fluctuating. Han Yiming couldn't help but listen carefully, only to hear the voice that seemed to be crying and laughing: "The head of Lingshan, Yu Weiyou has come to pay a visit! I implore the head of Lingshan to lead me up the mountain!" This voice was like crying and laughing, listening to it in his ears, there was something indescribably weird, Han Yiming couldn't help frowning. Zhao Haoyang said: "Yiming, why are you frowning?" Han Yiming said: "Senior uncle, someone is here, and he wants to come to see the senior brother in charge!" Zhao Haoyang said: "Oh, who is coming?" Han Yiming said: "He said his name is Yu Weiyou." Uncle Shi, do you know him?"

Zhao Haoyang paused and said, "Yu Weiyou? Yes, he is the head of Lingshan, so I can't hear it." As soon as your ears are clear, you have to listen to it!" Han Yiming saw that his face became solemn, so he listened carefully for a while, the voice dragged on for a long time, and the aftermath lingered, drifting straight into his ears, and he really didn't hear it wrong, so he said: "Uncle, I didn't hear it wrong." It is indeed Yu Weiyou. Zhao Haoyang raised his eyebrows, stood up and said, "Come, Yiming, you come with me, let's go meet this Yu Weiyou." As soon as he stretched out his hand and grabbed Han Yiming's arm, Han Yiming felt a strong force dragging him forward, his eyes were dark, and after a while, his eyes lit up, and he had come to Cuiwei Hall!

There were two senior brothers on duty in Cuiwei Hall who were sprinkling and sweeping, and when they appeared, they all saluted Zhao Haoyang, and Han Yiming also hurriedly saluted them, calling them "senior brothers". Zhao Haoyang said: "There are guests coming from afar, and you are all waiting outside the hall." The two senior brothers turned around and went out, and the two of them stepped out of the door, and one person walked in, Ding Wu also came to the hall, and said to Zhao Haoyang: "Senior uncle, someone is coming!" Zhao Haoyang said: "The news is really well-informed!" and said to Han Yiming: "Yiming, I will deal with your Senior Brother Ding for a while, but don't go away." Come, you come here. He pointed to a wooden pillar in Cuiwei Hall, Han Yiming walked to the pillar as he said, Zhao Haoyang suddenly pushed him on his back, Han Yiming took a step forward, but he never hit the pillar, and he couldn't move anymore, he had already drilled into the wooden pillar. I only heard Zhao Haoyang say: "No matter what you hear or see, don't make a sound." Han Yiming was silent, and he couldn't nod at this time, only Mu Ran stood upright in the column.

Zhao Haoyang flicked his fingers, and there was a little snow white with a faint blue aura between his fingers, and as soon as his fingers were loosened, the little aura flashed in his palm, and he flew out of the hall. Ding Wudao: "Uncle Shi, what is he doing here?" Han Yiming heard his senior brother say that "he" must have known him, Zhao Haoyang said: "The night owl enters the house, and he doesn't come when he has nothing to do." It doesn't matter what he does, you are the head of the faction, and you have your own measure. What he does is his business, and what you do is yours. Ding Wudao: "But at this time, his coming, I have to be cautious." The two of them stopped talking, and Han Yiming secretly guessed who was here?

Suddenly, someone outside the door said, "Brother Zhao, don't come to harm, are you okay?" This voice is no longer like crying and laughing before, but it is really the same voice as before. Han Yiming's ear voice was very good, and he could hear it as soon as he heard it. I only heard Zhao Haoyang say lightly: "Brother Yu, I don't know what good wind has blown you here?" Although Han Yiming couldn't move, his eyes looked out of the door. A figure appeared in front of the door.

This figure had his back to the sun, and his face could not be seen clearly, but he was wearing a light blue robe, and his figure was also straight. After standing at the door, he strode into the hall. As soon as he came in, Han Yiming took a closer look at him. When he entered Cuiwei Hall, he could see his face clearly, but he was a very handsome face. Two eyebrows flew obliquely into the sideburns, a straight nose and thin lips, dark eyes, and a square chin, diluting the handsome aura on his face. It's just that all his hair is draped on his back, and it is not tied up, which is a little unpleasant to look at.

The more unpleasant it was, the more Han Yiming really looked at the long hair he was wearing, up to his waist, such a head of hair, growing on a woman's head, was really like a cloud of hair. It's a pity that it grows on a man, and the man also draped it down, which is very strange. Lingshan wants his disciples to cultivate their minds before cultivating their minds, so Lingshan up and down, from the teacher to the disciples, is simple and refreshing. If this Yu Weiyou tied, he would be an outstanding person, although his face was not as masculine and bright as Zhao Haoyang, he was not feminine. The beauties in this world are not perfect, and the more beautiful they are, the more they will be a little lacking. It's like Xizi's illness, Feiyan's thinness, and Concubine Yang's fatness. This lack does not make the beauty lose color, but makes the beauty more colorful. The masters of Lingshan have never been so outstanding at all, the master uncle is already old, the second master is thick, and the appearance is not outstanding, the master is just an ordinary person at a glance, and the fourth uncle is the most outstanding among them, but it is a little thin. The fifth uncle's face is resolute, and he is not as beautiful as Yu Zaiyou. Although Uncle Sixth said that he was cultivated by a flower and cultivated as a woman, it is inconvenient to comment, but Uncle Bai Ying is not perfect.

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A week is going to pass again, and yesterday a book friend asked Xiao Han how the Mingyuan Sword came back, and the Mingyuan Sword was thrown back to Lingshan by the white dragon.