Han Yiming was not surprised that Ding Wu had to go to the master to say something. After becoming the head of the sect, he was quite busy and could not remember it clearly, and was not unexpected at all, so he stood aside and waited for him. Suddenly, he heard the voice of the master in his heart: "Yiming, when you go out this time, you must be alone, so that you can help your senior brother to be the head of Lingshan with your senior brother. In a critical moment, block it alone." Han Yiming looked at Ding Wu and heard him say, "Okay, I have brought my words. My master said you don't have to go to Yuxi. You can go back and have a good rest for a night and go down the mountain tomorrow."

Ding Wu has always been concise and straightforward, without striking around the bush. Han Yiming said, "Thank you, Senior Brother, for sending the message." Ding Wu nodded to him, turned around and went back to Cuiwei Hall. Han Yiming stood there blankly. Before the Master said this, he only thought that it was Senior Brother Ding's plan. Senior Brother Ding was younger and everything was not as thought as the masters, so he let the three young and knowledgeable people form accomplices to go down the mountain together. But after listening to Master Master's message, he knew that Master Master's intention was not to let Senior Brother Lu lead them. Instead, he wanted to lead the two senior brothers to experience more worldly affairs and become Senior Brother Ding's capable arm as a senior brother.

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment when he handed all the mystery he encountered in his hands, but he also had a vague and firm thought in his heart. Master, he must have his intention. He cannot get the same cultivation as his elder brother in an instant, but he is not afraid of retreating and does not hesitate. Master, he understands that he is pushing himself forward and he cannot retreat. After this year, Han Yiming has known that both forward and backward have to face the same result, so it is better to move forward than to move forward. It is better to be more happy than to pull a knife, and perhaps he can get a glimmer of life.

Standing in front of Cuiwei Hall, after a while, he returned to Jingxinyuan. But he was short-sighted and had not experienced much, and couldn't help but sigh. Although Senior Brother Lu was older than himself and Shen Ruofu, he was still young. Shen Ruofu didn't need to be. He was only three or four years older than him. All the calmness of his senior brothers was hard to come by. It is undeniable that he was smarter than him, and he was still too young. Senior Brother Dante's companionship was indeed a test of his senior brothers. He was following the senior brothers and the deep connotation of his senior brothers, but Senior Brother Ding formed a team of three young and frivolous senior brothers, which seemed to be quite a test of himself. But can he withstand this test?

He didn't always come and couldn't stand it. He just had to stand it. If he left Lingshan, he had to stand the test, otherwise he would lose his life! He lost the lives of the two senior brothers who were traveling with him! He also lost his own life! Standing at this point, he could only stabilize quickly and be more careful when encountering things. He would never be ruthless at a critical moment to save his life.

But he couldn't say these, even Shen Ruofu couldn't say them. Master Master passed the message alone and he was not one or two times, and other senior brothers could not hear it. This time he specifically asked Senior Brother Ding to wake him up, for fear that there was still a deep meaning. He wanted to make himself the arm of Senior Brother Ding, just like Senior Brother! Only Senior Brother can truly be called an arm. Han Yiming sighed softly, undoubtedly this time he went down the mountain, and he had a lot of it. However, it was extremely difficult to catch up with Senior Brother soon. Senior Brother was knowledgeable and read a lot of books, and it was difficult for him to compare in a short period of time.

When he was reading a lot of books, Han Yiming suddenly heard that the elder brother once said that there are many rare books on Lingshan Mountain. In the past, I heard the elder brother’s rare things that he only likes to tell the story of the family treasures. He was only envious. He was about to go down the mountain at this time, so it would be better to find one or two books to carry with him. Although it is not necessarily possible to cram the Buddha’s feet at the moment, it is worse than not to hold it. It is hard to say that he can do it just in case!

But where is the bookstore in Lingshan? Han Yiming has been here this year. Although he has been on the mountain for very few times, he has been running around the mountain for dozens and hundreds of times. He clearly remembers that except for Cuiwei Hall, Jingxinyuan, and the small house where Ding Wu lived, there are only houses on the small mountain where the masters live. The elder brother said that the collection of books on Lingshan is all-encompassing, so there are not many books. Many books do not seem to be suitable for being placed in the open air and the wind and sun. So, where is the bookstore in Lingshan?

Just as I was looking for a senior brother to ask where the bookstore was, I suddenly said, "You go to the Baizhi Bookstore behind Cuiwei Hall to look for it." This sentence was said by the master, but it was not said to himself, but to Senior Brother Ding. It turned out that the bookstore in Lingshan was called Baizhi Bookstore, behind Cuiwei Hall. Han Yiming happened to stand in front of Cuiwei Hall. Before he moved, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at the back of Cuiwei Hall.

Cuiwei Hall looks like a room, but when I stand in front of the door, where can I see the rear? The long wooden ladder behind Cuiwei Hall runs up and down a few times every day, and I only remember that behind Cuiwei Hall is a small open space, where did the bookstore come from? After careful, I did not hear it wrong. If I say it is Jingxinyuan, it is still credible. After all, there are more houses in Jingxinyuan. However, the three words Cuiwei Hall are so different from Jingxinyuan, and I will never hear it wrong. I raised my feet and walked towards the back of the hall.

Behind the hall was a small open space. The velvet grass on the open space was full of fresh green eyes, so tender that he was very careful even when he let go, for fear of falling down a large area. However, this place was not very spacious. Not to mention that there was no shadow of the bookstore, even if there was a bookstore, it was afraid that it would not be able to settle down. Han Yiming was afraid that the bookstore was built so that he could not see it at all. While thinking about it, something flashed slightly at the corner of his eyes. He turned his head and saw that the back wall of Cuiwei Hall had disappeared at some point. Two carved wooden doors appeared. On the wooden door, there was a piece of yellow wood, with two big words "Baizhi" written on it.
Chapter completed!