In the scroll, a slim and beautiful woman appeared in Han Bin's sight.
This woman is none other than Ziwei in front of me.
The powdery form of crape myrtle is light, elegant and refined, standing on the top of the mountain. The breeze blows, and the clothes on her body dance gently, like a fairy descending to the world. She is staring at the sky, looking in an ethereal direction, and the corners of her mouth reveal a faint smile.
Smile. Everything looks so harmonious and beautiful that people can't help but be amazed after seeing it.
Han Bin frowned, turned his gaze away from the scroll, and said, "Is this painted by Wei Ming?"
Ziwei nodded and replied: "Yes, I have kept this painting, but it doesn't mean much to me now."
Such a painting is clearly a gift given to each other by lovers. Now, what does it mean to give it to others? Han Bin thought of this, combined the paintings, and was about to hand it to Ziwei. Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes and he said:
"I'll accept this scroll first. Is there anything else?" His voice was unusually calm, without any emotion, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Ziwei was silent for a while, then shook her head gently and said: "It's okay, I...I'm leaving first." She obviously had something to say, but she didn't say it when she reached her lips. She looked at Han Bin deeply. Then.
The lotus step moved slightly, he ducked, flew straight to the bottom of the mountain, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the direction Ziwei was leaving, Han Bin's eyes flickered, he turned around suddenly and entered Wuji Pavilion.
Han Bin quickly closed the door, and then fired several spells to strengthen the surrounding formations. His eyes were full of vigilance, as if he was afraid that others would discover some secrets. When all this was completed, Han Bin did not enter
room, came to the middle of the courtyard, and quickly arranged a formation.
After the formation layout was completed, Han Bin took a few more glances, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he opened the scroll in his hand again.
After opening it this time, the picture inside changed. It was still a high mountain, and it was still a blue sky. However, the person standing on the top of the mountain was not Ziwei, but a young man. The man looked nearly thirty years old and was wearing a purple robe.
, he has a handsome appearance, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and exudes an air of elegance. He has obviously read poetry and books, and was even born into a scholarly family.
It can be seen from the young man's clothes that this man is the previous head of Wuji Pavilion - Wei Ming.
Although the picture in the scroll has changed, Han Bin's expression has not changed much, except that there is a little more interest in his eyes. Obviously, Han Bin has long seen that someone has tampered with the scroll.
, and the person who did this was definitely not Ziwei, but most likely Wei Ming.
Han Bin could also guess that when Ziwei gave him this scroll, it was probably because of what Wei Ming said back then. As for what he said, it doesn't matter. The answer will be revealed later. Han Bin's eyes flashed and he looked at the painting.
The young man said: "Since you are already awake, why don't you come out and talk." If someone were around at this time, they would definitely think that Han Bin was stupid. Talking to a painting is useless. It has nothing to do with playing the piano.
the difference.
Xiao Hui dodged, transformed into a human, stood in front of Han Bin, and asked doubtfully: "Boss, can he hear you?"
Han Bin did not answer his words, and stared at the scroll in silence.
There was a flash of light in the painting, and the young man gained a touch of vitality, as if he had come to life. He turned around, stared at Han Bin, cupped his fists and said, "Pavilion Master Han is really amazing, he can actually see the characters in this painting.
Mystery, I won’t talk nonsense. To make a long story short, I hope Pavilion Master Han can help me.”
Han Bin nodded noncommittally and said nothing.
The young man took a deep breath and said: "The aura exuded by Pavilion Master Han has a sense of Wuji. He must have cultivated Wuji magical powers, and he should also have some understanding of the situation in Wuji Sect. I am Wuji
The previous sect leader - Wei Ming. I did not disappear as everyone speculated, nor was I killed by Zhang Xian, but died in someone else's conspiracy."
"Conspiracy?" Han Bin's eyes flashed, full of doubts.
Wei Ming sighed and said: "I know that what I say now may not be believed by Pavilion Master Han. In fact, it's okay if Pavilion Master Han doesn't believe it. Just listen to what I have to say. You can think that I am telling a story. Through this story, firstly, I hope that Pavilion Master Han will
Don’t make the same mistake again, and secondly, I hope Pavilion Master Han can avenge me one day.”
At this point, Wei Ming changed the subject and continued: "Actually, I am already dead, but before I died, I expected that today would happen. So I used my magical power to transform this painting and put a ray of soul on it.
Inside. Maybe Pavilion Master Han will suspect that I am dead.
A ray of soul will also dissipate. Under normal circumstances, this is indeed the case, but the magical power I used can make that ray of soul survive and slowly wake up. Once it wakes up, it only survives for half an hour.
, it will disappear in half an hour.”
"So, the time I have left now is actually only half an hour." Wei Ming's voice was not loud, and you could hear it clearly. His tone was full of unwillingness, and he obviously didn't want to die like this. He sighed again,
He continued: "The person who killed me was none other than the supreme ruler of Wuji Sect - Ancestor Wuji..."
As soon as these words came out, they exploded in Han Bin's mind like a bolt from the blue.
Han Bin really couldn't believe that Ancestor Wuji would do such a thing. Since joining Wuji Sect, although he has never seen Ancestor Wuji, he has heard many rumors about him. A super person who may have broken through the Dunkong realm.
How could a strong man kill a disciple of the Transformation God stage? Even if he killed him, he would not be able to kill anyone in the sect.
Han Bin didn't completely believe Wei Ming's words, nor did he have too many doubts. He vaguely felt that this might be true. Thinking of this, Han Bin didn't waste any time and asked: "Why did Patriarch Wuji kill you?"
, why did he kill you? Why did so many people in the sect only kill you?" He asked three questions in a row, each one being the key.
"Good question." Wei Ming clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "Ancestor Wuji killed me because he wanted to cultivate to an extremely high level and live as long as heaven and earth. Although there are many monks in the sect, most of them can
The Dao mind that I understand is extremely ordinary, but what I understand is the way of killing."
"The Dao of Killing is difficult to understand, and even harder to practice. Ancestor Wuji originally wanted me to sacrifice the Dao Heart to him. Pavilion Master Han should also understand that the Dao Heart is the source of life for monks. Once the Dao Heart is sacrificed, it is no different from death.
, of course I would not agree. Unexpectedly, Patriarch Wuji actually cast a spell on me despicably, and secretly observed my every move, and when he was out on a mission, he killed me and sealed my cultivation.
Pull away from my Taoist heart."
Hearing this, Han Bin's heart skipped a beat. The Wuji Sect was such a big sect, how could it do such a thing? If all this is true, what's the difference between them and demonic monks? Han Bin took a breath and continued to ask.
Said: "What does he want your Taoist heart to do? Is it because he wants to integrate it?"
Wei Ming nodded and said: "Yes, it is indeed for the purpose of fusion. There are many ways to achieve the same goal. If you want to achieve higher achievements, you must either cultivate the Tao you understand to an extremely high level, or devour other people's Taoist hearts.
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It is extremely difficult for the latter to practice. Once the cultivation is successful, the future is limitless. Although the latter's cultivation speed is fast, the mind of the Tao is complicated, and some of the mysteries of heaven and earth cannot be understood by oneself. Even if they practice to an extremely high level, it is difficult to possess more powerful supernatural powers.
.”
Han Bin's eyes flashed and he said: "Are you sure you are the ancestor of Wuji?"
Without thinking about it, Wei Ming said with certainty: "Of course it's Patriarch Wuji. I won't remember him wrong even if he turned into ashes. Pavilion Master Han, let me ask you a few questions. You answer me truthfully. If my guess is correct, he will
One of the targets should be you." He paused and asked in a deep voice: "Pavilion Master Han has practiced domineering, and the sect has made big mistakes and has not been punished?"
As soon as these words came out, Han Bin couldn't help but be startled. He believed Wei Ming's words just now and nodded: "Not bad."
Wei Ming laughed, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Yes, that's right. Domineering, killing, devouring, and destroying. Of these four Dao hearts, Patriarch Wuji has already devoured three of them. If he devours your Dao heart again, Wuji will
The ancestor's Tao will be perfected, and once he fully understands these Taoist thoughts, it will not be difficult to break through the sky."
"Like you, my entry into the sect was extremely smooth. Even if I made a big mistake, Xiaoyaozi wouldn't say anything. Not only that, he also appointed me as the next sect leader and asked me to practice the four great magical powers. At that time
, I felt that there was a hand secretly plotting the plan, and now I understand that all this is a conspiracy, and it was all done by the ancestor of Wuji, keeping everyone in the dark."
"The four great magical powers are simply evil spells developed by Patriarch Wuji in order to better integrate the Taoist mind. Of these four great magical powers, there may not be much difference if you learn one or two of them. Once you learn three of them,
If you have more than one species, everyone will go crazy.
I want to learn all the four magical powers. Once you learn the four magical powers, you can't decide your future destiny at all. If the ancestor Wuji wants to kill you, he can appear next to you with just a thought. Even if he doesn't want to kill you,
I can also monitor your every move."
Wei Ming said so much in one breath. When he finished speaking, his body became transparent, as if it was about to disappear at any time. He gritted his teeth and continued: "Master Han, there is only so much I can say. I hope fellow Taoist
Don't make the same mistake again. Also... Ziwei is a good girl, if you can... you can help me take care of her..."
The voice was still answering in the air, and there was a flash of light in the scroll. There was no one on the top of the mountain, and Wei Ming could no longer be seen.
Han Bin sighed, flicked his long sleeves on the scroll, and the appearance of crape myrtle appeared again on the top of the mountain.
Xiao Hui stood beside Han Bin in a daze. For a long time, he suddenly said: "Boss, what should we do now? There is nothing we can do if we stay like this. Why don't we run away?"
"Run away?" Han Bin smiled bitterly and said, "Ancestor Wuji has cultivated to the heavens. With our strength, do you think we can escape from his grasp?"
Xiao Hui scratched his head anxiously and said, "What should we do? We can't just wait to die!"
Han Bin was silent for a while and analyzed: "Most of Wei Ming's words should be true. If Patriarch Wuji really wants to kill us, not only can we not run away, but we have to stay. We can't let him doubt us. We already know who he is."
Conspiracy. Just practice with peace of mind first! Wait for the opportunity before leaving."
Xiao Hui had already run out of ideas and said: "What should we do now? Do we still need to practice the four great magical powers?"
An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Han Bin's mouth, and he said slowly: "Of course we have to practice. Even though these four magical powers can monitor others, don't forget that if we make a slight change during practice, Patriarch Wuji will control us if he wants to.