In the past, I held a sword in my hand, so it was not difficult to draw a sword and collect the sword. At this time, I was really using the sword, but I knew nothing about how to collect the sword. Just as I was anxious, I suddenly heard Qin Wufang's voice whisper: "Yiming, return to its original position." I hurriedly recited it in my heart, and suddenly my body sank, my feet on the ground, and my back sank, and the Mingyuan sword had been put into the sheath again.

His feet stepped onto the ground, his heart was still beating, and his forehead was covered with sweat. Although his feet were rubbing against the ground, he was still a little weak. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves and followed the bamboo forest path to Qin Wufang's door. The door of the cottage was open, and Qin Wufang was sitting on the bamboo couch and closed his eyes and pondered. Han Yiming came to the door, stood quietly, and did not dare to disturb him.

Qin Wufang opened his eyes and said, "Yiming, come in quickly." Han Yiming then walked into the house. As soon as he walked into the house, his eyes couldn't help but look at the bronze mirror on the low table beside the wall and the green lotus floating above. The bronze mirror did not change, but the green lotus turned from light green to a faint crimson.

Qin Wu glanced at him and smiled and said, "Yiming, have you put on the plain clothes of Lingshan Sect? Very good, very good. You have a good sword control technique." Han Yiming said, "Thank you for your advice. I don't know what happened, but I just hit you by chance." Qin Wufang smiled and said, "That's not a mistake. I have told your master that from today on, you will come to me every day." Han Yiming said, "Yes."

After a pause, Qin Wufang said, "Yiming, you feel a little upset, I know." As soon as he said that, Han Yiming couldn't help but feel aggrieved in his heart, his eyes felt sore, and he quickly lowered his head. Qin Wufang sighed, "There are accidents and coincidences in his affairs. Yiming, you don't have to be in your heart." Han Yiming whispered, "As the teacher's teachings." Qin Wufang said, "It is important to know that everyone's discussion is also the inner demon. It originates from jealousy. Only the inner demon can be eliminated by himself, and others can do nothing. Maybe you think that the masters and uncles will make the matter calm down in front of the senior brothers, but doing so will not only helplessly, but will make everyone fall deeper and deeper, and even you are no exception."

Han Yiming nodded, and Qin Wufang said, "But jealousy is the root of all emotions and the most difficult love root to eradicate." Han Yiming was on the bamboo forest path just now. The Dharma was indeed as my master said before, hoping that all the masters could look at him. But he always felt that it was inappropriate, so he never spoke. Qin Wufang said, "Yiming, you must know that you are, you are not, you are not, you are not. Among your many senior brothers, you are still shallow in their cultivation.

Only those who cannot suppress jealousy can have such rumors. If we speak for you again, it will be like adding fuel to the fire, which will only backfire. Therefore, jealousy is classified as fire, and it will be jealousy. It can only be said to be jealousy after a while. Although the vision is afraid that there will be still, it is an vision, like a flash of cereus, just a moment. It is like a meteor, which flashes by and cannot last forever. The same is true for rumors and sneering. If it is over, just smile and you don’t have to be upset.”

After a pause, he said, "Yiming, the discussions of senior brothers can be regarded as a kind of practice for you." Han Yiming raised his head and looked at his long-duck face. Qin Wufang said, "I once told you that everything can be practiced. Then this matter can be practiced. The meaning of cultivation is profound, but from this matter, you can calm your mind and not be disturbed by the demons of your heart. Practice is a long road, and you suddenly walk ahead of many people, so you have to be brave enough to take on their meaningless guidance behind you." He always spoke steadily, and there was nothing unusual on weekdays, but today Han Yiming was upset in his heart. At this time, every word Qin Wufang said was like a big hand, picking away the upset in his heart little by little, and calming down unknowingly.

He was upset and his eyes couldn't help but look at the bronze mirror and lotus beside the wall. The bronze mirror and lotus were not the first time he saw it. But for some reason, he always felt something strange when he saw it at this time. It was not surprising that the lotus changed from light green to a faint crimson red. A lotus has no roots and no stems, floating above the bronze mirror. It was impossible to guess it by chance, so it changed its color, so there was no need to make a fuss. But the strangeness seemed to have another root.

Qin Wufang smiled slightly, reached out to attract the bronze mirror and the lotus, and said, "Yiming, take a closer look." Han Yiming looked at the lotus carefully. The flower was still two inches in size and had no change in size. When he was talking, he suddenly saw the lotus lit like a light, and a faint lotus fragrance came to his nose. The petals that were originally half-opened opened, and the yellow lotus heart and lotus stamens were exposed. Han Yiming closed his eyes and opened his eyes again, but the lotus petals seemed to have not opened. Qin Wufang said, "Yiming, is this the flower you saw two days ago?"

Han Yiming nodded, Qin Wufang smiled slightly and said, "That's right, not. Yesterday was not today, and this lotus is not that lotus." After saying this, he stretched out his hand. When the lotus was approaching, he gently touched the petals. The lotus was like a bright light, lit up. Han Yiming suddenly asked his master to go see Xiaoguai, and then he turned the little dragon head and dragon body, as if he had grown up for hundreds of years and said to Qin Wufang.

Qin Wufang sighed and said, "There are many stories about Xiaoyu. The future is long. I will slowly say to you. Apart from the ancestors, you and Ding Wu are the most destined to him. It is a bit close to the divine thing, but if you don't have the fate, you can't get close to him. I don't have this fate with him. Although if I call him, it will appear. But I can't say a word with him. Except for Ding Wu and you, all the disciples stay away from him. It's not that they are afraid, but that they are like me and have no fate with him."

When he said this, he was dazed at the lotus above the bronze mirror. Han Yiming dared not be alarmed, but just waited quietly. After a while, he said, "To be honest, it and Ruxin arrived at Lingshan earlier than me. But they were not disciples of the ancestors, so I was able to become the eldest disciple of Lingshan." He raised his head and looked forward with his eyes.

Although Qin Wufang's eyes were clear and bright, they were very tolerant and gentle most of the time. At this time, his eyes were as clear and gentle as a clear spring, but Han Yiming felt his eyes pass through the wall and land in an unknown distant place.
Chapter completed!