When he came back for breakfast after watering the jasper bamboo, he saw Gu Qingquan coming back from outside. Gu Qingquan lived in the same house with him, never talked about him behind his back, and persuaded him, Han Yiming naturally regarded him as different from other senior brothers, and asked: "Senior brother, what is Li Dai Tao Zhuang?" Gu Qingquan said: "Li Dai Tao Zhuang, originally from "Yuefu Poems: Chicken Song", the peach is on the well, the plum tree is next to the peach, the insect comes to bite the peach root, and the plum tree is the peach stiff. Trees are from generation to generation, and brothers are looking at each other. Han Yiming said: "Senior brother, but I heard that Li Dai Tao stiff today, is it the same?" Gu Qingquan smiled: "You have also heard about it, and you will know it after you go to Senior Brother Ding's vegetable garden in a while." ”

Han Yiming said: "Yes, thank you for your advice, senior brother is really knowledgeable." Gu Qingquan said with a smile: "Don't hide it from my junior brother, it's true to say that I have some blades in my belly." But when it comes to learning, there really isn't much. Li Dai Tao stiff, I am also now learning and selling, I got up early today, and the senior brother who arranged breakfast on duty saw this vision at Senior Brother Ding, so he came back and said. I rushed over to see, and it happened that Senior Brother Sima was also there, and we didn't know what the vision was, but Senior Brother Sima said it and listened to us. Ask me, and I will tell you everything I have heard. ”

Han Yiming hurriedly finished breakfast and came to Ding Wu. From a distance, I saw Ding Wu standing outside the small vegetable garden, busy with the peach and plum forest at the edge of his small vegetable garden. When he got closer, he was carrying a large bamboo basket and picking fruit from the peach tree. When they got closer, they looked at the peach tree, and saw that there were not only peaches but also plums on the peach tree. They are all born from each other. The peaches are plump and round, with pink skin and red tops, which are very cute. The plums are red, yellow, purple and blue, and the peach trees are dotted with spotted willow green and colorful.

When I looked at the plum tree again, I saw that the plum tree was half withered and half prosperous. A plum forest, like that. On the side of the peach tree, the branches and leaves are dry, and on the side of the peach tree, there are green branches and green leaves, thriving. Ding Wu picked for a while, turned around with a basket full of peaches and plums, saw him standing at the edge of the forest, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, look at this strange thing." Yesterday, the peach and plum were born on their own trees, and overnight, they became like this. I wanted to pick it up and share it with everyone in a few days, but after looking at it today, I don't have to wait, it's all very well cooked, and tonight, I will share it with everyone. As he spoke, he went into the house with the basket. Only Han Yiming was left standing alone at the edge of the forest.

Han Yiming stared at the peach and plum forest in a daze, but Ding Wu was so busy that he couldn't stop picking them, and carried the basket full of peach and plum back to the hut one by one.

Seeing the four visions for a few days, Han Yiming said in his heart: "If there are other visions, I won't be surprised." ”

On the morning of the fifth day, when he woke up, he listened attentively, and he could hear that the noise outside the window was not as noisy as it had been in the previous days, and his heart was wide. Although Qin Wufang's explanation made him no longer worried in his heart, the chatter in the courtyard made his scalp tingle. If it weren't for Qin Wufang telling him that this strange gaze in the face of everyone was also a kind of cultivation, these many eyes would have made him hold his head and jump up.

Therefore, when he woke up early in the morning, there was no discussion in the courtyard, and it was really very easy for him. When he got up and came out, he saw that everyone in the courtyard was busy, although there were also senior brothers who looked at him, but compared to the past few days, this was nothing.

Han Yiming only felt that in the past few days, there had never been a day that was so easy. After pouring the jasper bamboo, having breakfast, and seeing that all the senior brothers had walked to the center of the courtyard and wanted to go to the sword to practice, they also carried the Mingyuan sword on their backs, and when they were almost gone, they went to Uncle Qin. He had been terrified of the eyes of men all these days. Although they only looked at him, his gaze was tantamount to a sword, and he was invisible. Han Yiming couldn't parry, so he had to avoid it. It's just that there is no way to avoid it, the Ming Yuan Sword is so eye-catching, he rarely shows his sword in many places, but the few unsheaths of the Ming Yuan Sword still attract everyone's attention.

He walked to the window and looked out of the window, only to see that some of the senior brothers had already begun to recite the sword technique silently, and some had already flown into the sky. Suddenly, a flower appeared in front of him, and the sky was dark, and he saw that the green grass in the courtyard illuminated by bright sunlight was immediately divided into two halves, half still sunny, and the other half dimmed. There seemed to be a clear demarcation in the courtyard, some of the senior brothers stood in the dim light in amazement, while others looked at them in amazement, and even the senior brothers who had already flown into the sky returned to the courtyard. Everyone looked at each other. Han Yiming was also stunned for a while, not knowing what was going on.

I only heard someone exclaim: "The sun and the moon shine together!" This shout seemed to wake everyone up at the same time, and their eyes looked at Han Yiming who was standing by the window, as if he had made the sun and the moon shine together. Han Yiming raised his head, and the originally blue sky was divided into two halves at this time. The eastern half of the sky was still cloudless, and a red sun was in full swing. The sun is bright and the same as every morning. But the western half of the sky was as black as ink, and a crescent moon hung in it, and the farther west it went, the deeper the night became. The sky is dotted with stars twinkling. The sunlight and moonlight did not disturb him, and he stayed at the vision for a long time. After a while, he lowered his head, only to see that although everyone did not speak, they all looked at him, speechless, and gradually lowered his head.

After a while, there was a light in front of me, and everyone said, "Okay, okay, it's gone." When he looked up, he saw that the sky was blue again, and the crescent moon and the starlight had disappeared without a trace. If it weren't for everyone to see it, Han Yiming would only think that he had a dream. I only heard someone say: "Senior brothers, let's all go up." "It's Sima Lingyi. He was the senior brother of the Lingshan Sect, and when he said hello, everyone withdrew their eyes from Han Yiming, and each of them held their swords and flew towards the mountain peak above their heads.

There are also senior brothers who only stared at Han Yiming before leaving, as if they were trying to see what was different about him. Han Yiming was incomprehensible, and he had nothing to say, the whole person was like a clay sculpture and wood carving, standing in front of the window in a daze. Suddenly, someone called out to him, "Senior Brother Han." Han Yiming was suddenly startled, and when he turned around, it was Sima Lingyi. Han Yiming was stunned, and he didn't know when he came to the house.

Sima Lingyi said, "Senior Brother Han, you should also go to my master earlier." The juniors and disciples have some misunderstandings about you, I will try my best to help you resolve them, don't be like them, don't take it to heart. It will be fine in a few days. Han Yiming was extremely frustrated, but seeing that he was as kind as ever, and he had no different feelings about himself, he had mixed feelings, endured it for a while, and said, "Thank you, senior brother." Sima Lingyi smiled: "Okay, junior brother, be happy." With that, he turned and went out, rode his sword, and flew up to the mountain above his head.