He stood up and waved to Han Yiming. Han Yiming felt a powerful force rushing from behind. Although he had not moved, his body had already slid forward. Qin Wufang reached out and stroked down the air, saying, "Yiming, let's go up." He grabbed his arm and took a step forward.

Han Yiming felt that his eyes were dark, his feet were empty, as if he had fallen into the abyss, but it seemed to float in the pitch-black air. But just a moment later, his eyes lit up, his nose was filled with fresh bamboo fragrance. He saw that the white walled bamboo couch in front of him had arrived in Qin Wufang's hut above Yule.

Qin Wufang said, "Yiming, sit down first." Han Yiming did not dare to sit. When Qin Wufang sat down on the bamboo couch, he just sat down on the bamboo chair in front of the couch. Qin Wufang reached out to wave to the bronze mirror on the side of the wall. The bronze mirror slowly flew to the two of them. He looked at the bronze mirror for a while and said, "Yiming, what have you seen?" Han Yiming saw a small green lotus floating above the bronze mirror. He hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master, my disciple only sees the green lotus." Qin Wufang nodded and said, "Okay, count its petals."

After saying this, his eyes looked at Han Yiming. His eyes were particularly clear and transparent, with a cool breath. It was not the turbid eyes of an old man with white hair and beard. His face was also beautiful and handsome. Although he had white beards and white hair, it was more beautiful than before. Han Yiming respected him, and at this time he became more respectful. He said, "Yes." Looking at the bronze mirror, the green lotus flowers rose and fell, left and right, and Han Yiming carefully counted twice.

He said in surprise: "Master, it's eleven petals." He clearly remembered that he had counted a few days ago and it was nine petals. At this time, he saw that it turned into eleven petals. He was afraid that he had counted it wrongly, so he counted twice, and they were both eleven petals. Then he told Master. He was very surprised, but this flower was very strange. It was not a strange thing to have two more petals in one day. But this lotus is already strange, with no roots or stems. Where did these two petals come from?

Qin Wufang said silently. After a long time, he sighed and nodded, saying, "Yes, I was still ten petals in the morning. At this time, he came up and there was another petal." After that, he lowered his head and didn't dare to speak. Han Yiming didn't dare to speak, just sat next to him. After a while, Qin Wufang said, "Yiming, do you know how many years the tenth petal has grown?" Han Yiming saw his serious expression, shook his head. He looked at the flowers with both eyes and said, "Three Hundred and Thirty Years." Han Yiming was shocked. It turned out that he thought that the lotus had one more petal, and the two petals were just surprising, and it was not a strange thing, but a petal grew in 330 years, and when the strange phenomenon appeared, it was indeed surprising.

Both of them remained silent, Qin Wufang sighed and said, "Chuchu, I just thought I had read it wrong. After counting it a few times, it was ten petals before I believed it. In the past, I always looked at it, and always hoped that it would grow petals. When it grew, I couldn't believe it, and it was also a confusion." He smiled slightly and said, "Okay, Yiming, go back." Han Yiming stood up, and he said, "You should go and see Xiaoguai, it had appeared on its own yesterday. This is also the first time in more than three hundred years. Maybe it has something to do with your arrival." Han Yiming was startled, stood up, and said respectfully: "Yes."

He returned to Jingxinyuan's Sword with Mingyuan. This was the moment for everyone to practice, and the courtyard was empty. Han Yiming was about to fly to Yu Ai when he suddenly said in his heart: "You should go and see Xiao Guai." Han Yiming knew that this was Qin Wufang's instructions again, put away Mingyuan's sword and walked to the back of the courtyard.

As soon as he turned to Jingxinyuan, he saw a white shadow flashing from afar. Looking closely, a little girl walked to the side of the small road and went straight to the right. Han Yiming was stunned. The two paths behind Jingxinyuan led to the Huan Mirror Lake, and the other one was already full of weeds. If Lu Yueqing had not explained, he would not have reached that path. Ruxin walked among the weeds. She was short and not in the long weeds. If she were not wearing plain clothes, she could hardly see it. Han Yiming raised Lu Yueqing and told him not to go in that direction, and shouted: "Ruxin, Ruxin."

Ru Xin Chong turned a blind eye. From a distance, she saw her small back flashing among the long weeds for a few times, and then she lost her trace. Although Han Yiming asked her to come back, he did not dare to approach. He lost her trace and had to go to the left. Not long after walking far, he had seen Ding Wu squatting in his vegetable garden. He squatted for a while, stood up for a moment, and then squatted down. He was getting closer, and he could only hear him muttering to himself, "Don't run, I won't catch you." Looking in front of him, he was talking to a clump of purple leaves.

He seemed to hear the movement behind him, and turned his head, and saw that it was Han Yiming, and said, "So it's the junior brother. Why did he run away?" He clapped his hands and stood up, and said, "Little brother, where are you going?" He heard Han Yiming say he was going to see Xiaoguai, and he said, "Okay, I cooked what Xiaoguai likes to eat, you can take it with you." Seeing that although he was talking, Han Yiming stared at the purple leaves, he said, "Senior brother, what are you looking at?" Ding Wu said, "I'm talking to him, but he ran away as soon as you come. Come with me." He stood up and took Han Yiming into the house.

He put a full bamboo basket on the table and said, "Tell Xiaoguai, I'll go see it in the afternoon." Han Yiming was about to agree, but he suddenly raised his finger, stood up in front of his mouth, and shook it. Han Yiming was stunned, and Ding Wu pointed out his hand and signaled him to look outward. Han Yiming looked along his fingers and saw the purple leaves moving slightly. Han Yiming looked up at Ding Wu, and saw his eyes facing the leaves, and he also looked at the leaves.

The purple leaves moved and stopped. After a moment, they started moving again, which was more dynamic than the last time, and then stopped again. Seeing that Ding Wu was very focused, Han Yiming did not make a sound and looked at the leaves carefully. The leaves moved twice, and they stopped for a moment. Han Yiming was sore about his eyes when suddenly something came out from under the leaves.
Chapter completed!