Seventy, intended

Qin Wufang sighed and said, "Yiming, did you hear that?" Han Yiming said: "Uncle, the disciple just heard a voice, but he couldn't hear what was said, and he didn't know where it came from. Qin Wufang nodded and said, "It's hard for you, many of your senior brothers can't hear a little bit yet." Okay, you go back first, and then go to Cuiwei Hall with your senior brothers in a while. Han Yiming turned around to leave as he said, but heard Qin Wufang say again: "Yiming, no matter what you see or hear here, don't talk about it with others." Han Yiming turned around, puzzled, and secretly thought, "I didn't see anything?" but still said, "Yes, follow the teacher's teachings." Qin Wufang sighed and said, "It's so fast, I thought they wouldn't arrive until tomorrow." ”

He was happy and stayed in the meditation courtyard for a while, and then he saw that all the senior brothers had descended from the sky. After a while, Gu Qingquan also descended from the sky, walked into the house, and asked first: "Senior Brother Han, are you at Senior Uncle Qin's? Do you know what happened today, so soon that all the senior brothers will gather in front of Cuiwei Hall?" Han Yiming remembered Qin Wufang's instructions, shook his head, and said, "I don't know, Senior Uncle only told me to come down and wait for all the senior brothers to go to Cuiwei Hall together." Although he knew that Gu Qingquan would not be able to talk about it, he still followed Qin Wufang's instructions and did not reveal a word. Gu Qingquan said: "Then let's go quickly." ”

When I walked out of the door, I saw that most of the senior brothers were flying towards Cuiwei Hall with their swords. Gu Qingquan was about to recite the Imperial Sword Technique, but saw Han Yiming bow his head and walk outside the courtyard. It turned out that after the disciples in the sect learned the sword technique, most of them used the sword technique to travel. First, it is faster, and secondly, it is also a way to improve. However, Gu Yiming was very afraid of summoning the Ming Yuan Sword in front of all the senior brothers, firstly, he was unwilling to publicize it, the wide body of the Ming Yuan Sword was too eye-catching, and secondly, because he learned the flying sword so quickly, it was difficult for people not to look sideways. He wanted to catch up and go with him, but he had already walked out of the meditation courtyard quickly.

It's just that Han Yiming himself, but he can't help but wonder a little bit, in the past, he studied far harder than now, but he just read so-so. When he arrived at the top of Lingshan, he was not a hard-working disciple, but he made everyone look sideways. It's ridiculous. Han Yiming sighed, walked out of the courtyard alone, followed the wooden ladder, and came to the front of Cuiwei Hall.

All the senior brothers in front of Cuiwei Hall were already standing under the steps in turn, and even Ding Wu was already standing among them. Most of the disciples of the Lingshan Sect are in a clean physique and have a beautiful appearance. On the day Han Yiming went up the mountain, he felt that the characters in this faction were handsome, and everyone was out of the dust, and they were amazed. Later, I learned that they all faced everyone with the best skin, and then I understood why everyone was very good. And only Ding Wu, fat and tall, with a rough face, stood very shocking among everyone. It's just that cultivators don't care about other people's skin and hue anymore, so they don't care about him. Ding Wu himself didn't care even more, and was leisurely. At this time, everyone was silent, just waiting outside Cuiwei Hall.

Qin Wufang walked out of the hall, Bai Ying followed behind him, and lowered his voice: "Senior brother, you have to be careful, these people ......" Although she lowered her voice, Han Yiming could still hear it clearly. Qin Wufang said softly, "Senior sister." Shirakura immediately stopped talking. Qin Wufang stood in front of the hall, and after a while, he sighed and said, "Senior sister, you can watch it." Bai Sakura said, "Yes." "Spread the palms of both hands upwards, close your eyes for a moment, raise your hands slightly, draw a circle with your palms down, and put your index fingers and thumbs together.

As soon as Han Yiming saw her move, he quietly turned around. The ground behind everyone surged gently, and the jasper bamboo sank into the ground. The last time he saw Bai Sakura cast this spell, the back of his clothes was gently hooked by the jasper bamboo that had sunk into the ground. Goodbye at this time, I immediately remembered. At this moment, there was a protracted voice in his ears that he heard at Qin Wufang.

This voice is very strange, it seems that one word drags on for an extremely long time, and it seems that several words are spoken together in succession, and it is not clear to the ears. Han Yiming quietly raised his head, but saw that all the senior brothers seemed to be hearing it, still standing quietly, not even rolling his eyes, and quietly lowered his head. After Shirakura finished casting the spell, she turned and walked into the hall. Lu Yueqing's voice said, "Senior brother, fellow Daoists are already waiting at the foot of the mountain at this time. Qin Wufang's voice said, "Yes, please." ”

The wooden door of Cuiwei Hall closed with a "bang", and after a while, I only heard Qin Wufang's voice say: "You fellow Daoists have come from afar, forgive me for being neglected." The voices of several people rang out in the hall, and they all said, "Where, where." "It's easy to say, it's easy to say. There are many voices mixed together, Han Yiming can't hear them clearly, but there are indeed voices that he has heard before, and they are unforgettable.

I only heard one voice say: "Brother Qin Dao, there have been many visions in the past few days, can you understand the meaning?" The voice was sharp, it was Pingbo Dao people. Qin Wufang said: "I am foolish, I haven't understood anything, which makes you laugh." Pingbo Daoren laughed and said: "No, Brother Qin Dao is the head of Lingshan, and he has been cultivating for many years." If you can't understand it thoroughly, we people don't know what to do. "He's always scathing. When Han Yiming heard his voice, his hair stood on end.

Qin Wufang didn't seem to mean his ridicule, and he didn't take this stubble. Han Yiming listened to his voice and said, "It's rare that Brother Jiang Daoist is also here, all the Daoist friends gathered in Lingshan, presumably they have some plans." Jiang Yuro's voice said: "Brother Qin Dao, in the past, every time a demon star appeared in the world, there would be a vision in the sky. This time, these many visions are manifested at the same time, and naturally there will be no other reference. Therefore, all of us discussed that each faction would send disciples to search for the whereabouts of the Demon Star. ”

I only heard Qin Wufang say "oh" and said, "Is there another Demon Star in the world? It has been less than a month since the last Demon Star was killed, and another Demon Star has appeared? This is something that I have never heard of before." The appearance of the Demon Star is always a matter of decades or nearly a hundred years. It seems a little strange that there are two magic stars in this short month. ”

Another voice said: "Brother Qin Dao, if everything is according to common sense and there are no accidents, where will there be demons? Moreover, this time there are nine visions in a row, I am afraid that the one in this world is no longer the Demon Star, but the Demon Venerable." As soon as the Demon Venerable came out, it was turned upside down. We cultivators naturally help the common people. If you lose the opportunity at this time, you may not be able to win half a point in the future. Those of us who have lived enough in this world should think about it for our disciples and the world, and if we can do what we should do, we should come forward and take responsibility. "But it's anchovy roe. Han Yiming also hated him very much, and his voice was unforgettable. As soon as Jiang Yuzi spoke, several voices in the room echoed: "That's." ”