Han Yiming was stunned for a while before saying, "Senior Brother, what do you mean? What does the dead leaves return to the branch?" Gu Qingquan said, "Junior Brother, as the name suggests, dead leaves return to the branch naturally means that the fallen dead leaves return to the branch." Han Yiming had never heard of such a strange thing, so he didn't know how to speak. Gu Qingquan said, "Come on, follow me." He pushed open the door and walked out. Han Yiming had to follow behind and walked out again. Fortunately, he had already come out once before and came out again. The senior brothers in the courtyard were no longer as focused as before. However, there were also senior brothers following him with a profound vision until he left Jingxinyuan.

After leaving Jingxinyuan, Gu Qingquan stretched out his hand and said, "Look." Han Yiming looked up and couldn't help but be surprised. The original dark green all over the mountain had turned yellow and green at this time. When he looked closer, he saw that all the yellow leaves were all dead leaves. Gu Qingquan said, "On Lingshan, Master Baiying is the best at planting flowers and grass. Every day, the trees are full of new green trees. Only at night, the dead leaves fell, but they were all after dark, and the flowers were new mud before dawn. Therefore, the Lingshan Mountain is always lush and lush. But today I got up a little earlier, and I actually saw the dead leaves flying on the branches with my own eyes, which was so shocked that I couldn't speak."

Han Yiming stayed at the mottled Lingshan opposite for a while before saying, "Senior Brother, is this a strange phenomenon?" Gu Qingquan said, "Of course this is also a strange phenomenon. Since ancient times, only fallen leaves return to their roots, so how can fallen leaves return to their branches?" Han Yiming couldn't help but say that the two senior brothers vaguely pointed out that he was a demon star in their words at noon yesterday, and they didn't take them to heart, but seeing such a strange phenomenon again at this time, he rekindled all the words in his heart.

He looked surprised, sad and depressed, and stood there motionlessly. Gu Qingquan sighed and said, "Junior brother, you don't have to take those boring words to heart. You killed the Demon Star and recently went up Lingshan, and encountered so many strange phenomena again. No wonder the Masters and Brothers have other methods. But you don't have to take these things to heart. Although the Masters and Brothers should not speak so much, we have never attained enlightenment. Some ordinary habits and behaviors are inevitable. You are definitely not the Demon Star, so you don't have to doubt this."

When Gu Qingquan said this, Han Yiming was moved. The senior brother could say this clearly, which made Han Yiming feel ups and downs. He looked at Gu Qingquan, and there was only a frank face. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "Senior brother, I, I know if I should have this method, it's just me..." Gu Qingquan smiled and said, "You are definitely not a demon star. All the brothers and sisters will understand this in the future. Any demon star that appears in the world will have strange phenomena in heaven and earth. Aren't you already here? These strange phenomena have nothing to do with you, so don't be in your heart."

He talked freely, but Han Yiming didn't know what to say. Yesterday, the grievances accumulated in his heart spread, and his heart was sore and sore. After enduring for a long time, Fang said, "Senior Brother, do you believe me?" Gu Qingquan smiled and said, "I live with you, I dare not say anything else, but I know you are not a demon star. If you say you have talent, it is beyond reproach. But is it a magic star if you have talent? This is too far-fetched. There are many people in this world with Tianbin. Are they all demon stars? Although I don't have much knowledge, junior brother, you are definitely not a demon star."

Han Yiming could no longer help but shed tears and quietly turned around to wipe it. Gu Qingquan did not persuade him. After a while, he said, "Junior brother, I know if you have any grievances. But no one talks behind anyone, and no one talks behind anyone? If you listen, you don't have to keep it in your heart." Han Yiming nodded, and Gu Qingquan smiled and said, "Junior brother, you have also read poetry and books. You should know that trees are beautiful in the forest and wind will destroy them; if you pile on the shore, the current will rush; if you move higher than others, the people will criticize them. I just hope that you will not be too depressed, and the rumors will disappear after a while. Why bother with these sounds of wind? Many senior brothers can see clearly and do not tell such words."

Although he was relieved, Han Yiming still couldn't relax. Standing outside the yard, watching the senior brothers fly without a trace, then turned around and came back, took a teacup, watered the jade bamboo alone, and returned to the yard to stare blankly. When he first went to Lingshan, he seemed to have arrived at a paradise, but after a few days, Han Yiming felt that there was no place to stay here. But it seemed that no wonder that senior brothers, if you want to say coincidence, the visions in the past few days were really difficult to accept. If it were him, wouldn't it be like the speculations of others after they went up the mountain? It's hard to say that human nature can't escape this cliché.

As she was thinking about it, Qin Wufang's voice suddenly sounded in her heart, "Yiming, come to me." She sighed, withdrew her thoughts, stood up, and put on her clothes. Seeing the wrinkles on her clothes, she suddenly raised her clothes that day, Sister Su Yuxue came to sew a piece of clothes for herself. When she left, she said she could wear it the next day. She had been busy for the past two days and had completely forgotten. She looked at the table. The handkerchief she left was still spread flat on the table, but the handkerchief was spread flat on the table, a thin layer, and there was nothing under it. But on Lingshan, nothing could be used to be kept in order. She walked over and stretched out her hand to lift the handkerchief up.

As soon as the handkerchief was lifted up, a set of plain long clothes appeared below. Han Yiming got up and started with heavy hands. He changed his long clothes, and his length was suitable for all the time. He looked carefully and found that the fabric was very fine, so fine that it was almost impossible to tell. He carried the Mingyuan sword on his back and walked out the door. He drew the sword back and suddenly withdrew his hand. He remembered that the sword proof was recited faster that day, and the Mingyuan sword bounced up by itself before it was unsheathed. His arm was so painful that he thought. He looked around and looked around. At this time, everyone in the courtyard had gone up to practice on the mountain top above his head, and there were still figures. He couldn't help but try it, and secretly recited the sword proof in his heart. As soon as he finished reciting the sword proof, his back lightened, and his feet moved, and he rose up from the ground.
Chapter completed!