After thinking about it, I can only hold back my temperament. It's not that he doesn't care about the looming crisis in Lingshan, but he knows that no matter how anxious he is, Pingbo Daoren is determined not to let him go back, and he can't leave. If you don't say goodbye, there is only one chance, that is, the danger of Lingshan's survival is really in front of you, and you can immediately fly back with the sword to share the hardships with the division commanders, and you don't have to tell Pingbo, if he is blocked, I am afraid that people in the same path will despise him. But before the crisis, he said goodbye, but he was given the truth. In any case, I can't let him grasp this handle. Originally, he was already a sin that he wanted to add, but he had no excuse, and he would be overjoyed if he turned around and left. Originally, what he wanted in his heart was to find the Spirit Mountain, and he sent this handle to him, but it was very bad.

Although this thought was enough to comfort himself, he still couldn't sleep in the dead of night. You can only keep your eyes open to the roof above. After all, this place is not what he wants, and he still wants to leave as soon as possible. He was already calm, but he couldn't help but get anxious in the middle of the night. However, the Pingbo people seemed to have peeked into the secret in his heart, and only let Qian Ruohua come to accompany him every day, and treat each other with good tea and food, but they no longer met him, nor did they ask him to go to see him. Han Yiming sometimes vaguely tried to say two words, and Qian Ruohua only said: "My master said that my junior brother should only stay for a few more days, but my master is very busy these days, and he can't talk to his junior brother, so don't you think it's strange? If there is something that junior brother has to say, just tell me." I'll tell you to go with Master on behalf of my junior brother. If the junior brother is not in a hurry, he can wait until my master is done and then talk about it later. Han Yiming knew that this was just a prevarication, but he couldn't refute it. This Qian Ruohua is so shrewd, the disciples of the Pingbo Daoren, Han Yiming doesn't know much, but this Qian Ruohua is extremely astute, how many such disciples of the Pingbo Daoren Han Yiming doesn't know, but such a person does not entrust him with important tasks, it is a bit overkill.

This stay has been more than ten days, and Han Yiming has covered up very well in front of Qian Ruohua during the day. But at night, there were some unspeakable troubles, what happened to Lingshan? I didn't know anything, I only knew that there was nothing important. There is no movement from the people of Pingbodao, and there will be no movement in Lingshan. But can't you just live here like this, and live endlessly? But the people of Pingbo Dao can't avoid meeting, do they want to put themselves under house arrest?

Han Yiming even suspected that Pingbo Daoist was not here, he just asked his disciples to accompany him, but he himself didn't know what to do. But within two days, the idea was pushed to the dao. After dinner, I had a game with Qian Ruohua, and Qian Ruohua saw that it was dark and left. Han Yiming came out for a walk and walked forward in the direction he had walked in the past. Behind is the place where the disciples of the Pingbo Daoist gathered, Han Yiming never went back, but just went towards the front yard and the main hall.

These days, he walks to this side, and in this main hall, the ever-bright lamp is silently lit, but there is no voice. Han Yiming walked a few steps, only to see two disciples in front of him also walking forward, they walked faster, and in a blink of an eye they had reached the back of the main hall, put down the two wooden barrels they were holding in their hands, and stood in front of the door behind the main hall. Han Yiming didn't know what they were going to do, so he waited for a while, only to see one of the disciples take out something and tinker in front of the door for a while, Han Yiming heard a "click" sound and knew that they had opened a door lock. There is a lock hanging on the door behind the main hall here, which is not like the halls in other places are not locked.

A disciple pushed open the door of the hall, turned around and carried the two wooden barrels by the door with another disciple and entered, Han Yiming thought for a while, touched the front door, and looked at what they were doing in it from the outside? Although the incense is full during the day, at night, there are few disciples who come. When Han Yiming came here, it was the first time he had seen a disciple come here at night. Although the lights in the house are not on, the nine permanent lights shine, and what the two of them do can be seen clearly. I saw them stand in the hall for a while, and after a while, they first took down a lamp hanging from the beam, and a disciple scooped something from the bucket with a wooden spoon and poured it into the bowl, Han Yiming knew that they were adding sesame oil to the lantern. I was about to walk away, but I suddenly thought, how much sesame oil can this bowl hold? I've been here for a long time, and this is the first time I've seen them add sesame oil.

Seeing the abnormality at this time, I couldn't help but pay attention, only to see that the two wooden barrels were not big, no different from ordinary wooden barrels. If it was in the past, Han Yiming would never peek at what they were doing, but since he learned about the abnormality of this place and saw the head of the deer king, he was very attentive to the abnormality in the Pingbo Gate. It's no wonder that he, Pingbo Dao has a resentment in his heart, if he wants to kill him, it is inevitable that he will have a plan. Although Han Yiming is not afraid of death, he does not want to be lost in the hands of Pingbo Dao people like this. First, he really didn't want to die at the hands of a despicable person, and second, if it was usual, he would die, but at this time, Lingshan was the place where he was worried and worried, and if he died, what should Senior Brother Ding do? Although Lingshan still has so many senior brothers, he can't shirk what he can do and what he should do. The senior brothers have their own strengths, and they will definitely not stand idly by and watch the danger of Lingshan. But knowing that Lingshan is in trouble, he can't share it with everyone, which is the most uncomfortable thing.

The two disciples in the hall carefully took off the sea bowls hanging on the beams of the room and added sesame oil. When they added sesame oil, one of the disciples always stretched out his hand and took out one of the lamp plants in the palm of his hand, and the other disciple scooped a spoonful of sesame oil and added it to the sea bowl. Han Yiming looked carefully, there was still half of the lamp oil in the sea bowl, and a spoonful of sesame oil was poured into it, but it was not full, as if it had not been poured with oil. But the disciple kept scooping oil out of the bucket beside him and adding it to the bowl one by one. I added it several times, and suddenly the bowl was full, but it was full in a moment. It seems that the lamp oil added before is useless, and the last spoonful fills the bowl. The disciple who was holding the lamp grass in his hand carefully put the lamp grass in his hand into the bowl along the edge of the bowl. The two of them filled up a bowl and hung the lamp back on the beam, and then took another bowl and refueled it.

Han Yiming watched them add a second bowl again, and counted carefully, and the disciple who added oil added lamp oil to the bowl nine times before the bowl was full. It turned out that the bowl was only full when the ninth spoonful of oil was added, although Han Yiming didn't know what the mystery was, he also knew that it was the spell of the Pingbo Dao people.

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