After walking a few steps, there was light around him. Han Yiming had seen three desks ahead, and an oil lamp was lit on each desk.

There are numeric symbols wandering around the desk.

At the end of the secret room behind the cauldron, there is a large tripod, and there is a ball of colorful light on the cauldron.

The colorful light is gorgeous and cannot be looked at. Han Yiming only glanced at it and felt that his eyes were extremely high, but when he turned to the beginning, he felt that the colorful light was not dazzling.

Is this Ruxin? Last time he came here, there was a big stone above the cauldron. He still remembered that the big stone was three colors and had a gem-like light.

This time, the stone has become a ball of colorful light. It can be seen that Pingbo has not been idle these days. He tried his best to turn the stone into a ball of spiritual light.

Han Yiming couldn't help but sweat all over his back. If he had come later, it would be hard for Pingbo to find a way to go back to Lingshan!

He stared at the ball of inspiration and thought about how he would leave with this ball of inspiration? How could he get this ball of inspiration?

With the last experience, he believed that Pingbo would never be unprepared! Even if Pingbo was unprepared, this is a magic array formed by the spiritual power of the heads of Wanxu Temple in the past dynasties. Can he really escape by entering it by himself?

Suddenly the characters under his feet flashed, and a moment later, the light of inspiration lit up from his feet, and in a blink of an eye the secret room had been lit.

He had already stood in the magic circle, but the center of the magic circle was the big tripod, and all the characters were centered around the big tripod and rotated around it.

Han Yiming had just taken a step, and a flower was seen before his eyes. No-numbered talismans rushed from all directions, surrounding him in the center. He stopped and wanted to step forward, but he felt heavy under his feet. He looked down and saw characters on the hem of his long shirt.

Last time, he was stuck on the characters and his feet were heavy. This time, he was stuck on the characters again. Han Yiming was about to reach out and tear off the hem of his long clothes, but a very low chanting sound sounded in his ears.

He had never heard of this sound before, and he could not clearly hear the words and sentences he recited. This was not Pingbo's voice, it was very strange.

Even though he had never heard this sound, Han Yiming knew that this was the former master of Wanxu Temple. This magic array was condensed by the hard work of several generations of the heads of the sect. At this time, what was transmitted must be the magic spell cast by the former master on this magic array.

Han Yiming touched the long shirt with his hand, but he couldn't hold it. He watched his long shirt slide down from his hand, and his hand could no longer grasp the hem of the long shirt.

He tried several times, but he felt his fingers become stiffer and more uncontrollable, and even his arms and shoulders become stiffer.

Han Yiming used to rarely practice magic. At this time, he only regretted that he had not practiced enough and could not think of a way to resolve the deadlock. Looking at the inspiration in front of him, he was sweating all over.

Suddenly, a woman heard a voice saying, "Are you stupid? This method may not work!"

The sound was very nice, but he had never heard of it very strange before, but he heard a man's voice saying, "Although it doesn't work, you can try it."

The woman said again, "You try it. Anyway, I can solve this method. Even if your cultivation level is higher, there are loopholes in this method, which is not impossible to solve."

Suddenly I heard the man's voice saying, "Look, it's done, you must not go out easily when you walk into it."|

Han Yiming listened carefully again, but still couldn't tell who the woman was. He rarely heard the voices of the senior sisters in Lingshan, and the words of Master Bai Ying and Master Zi Shang were different from that.

But he was a little familiar with the man's voice. Although the voice was very young, it had the clearness of a young man, and it was somewhat similar to Pingbo's voice.

Han Yiming said in his heart: "Is this really a flat boat?"

While thinking about it, he thought about all the magic he knew in his mind, and then he realized that he had not learned much magic in Lingshan, and he had already thought about it after a while.

Han Yiming suddenly felt relieved, looked down at the characters on the hem of his clothes, and thought to himself: "How can we get out of the predicament?"

At this time, the stars were far away in the sky, and Xiaoguai was seriously injured outside the magic circle. So what about Lingxin and Qingzhubiao? Other senior brothers were far away in Lingshan and could not go down the mountain easily. Only Senior Brother Wei came down, but he was seriously injured and could not help. Although the white lion had spiritual power, he could not call it to him, which was equivalent to not being able to do it.

Han Yiming had no choice but to call in his heart: "Xingchen, can you hear it?"

He rarely calls the stars in his heart, but as long as there is something to call, the stars will definitely respond. This time, Xingchen did not respond, and this book was not unexpected by Han Yiming, but at this critical moment, he was still extremely disappointed.

After calling him several times, he never heard Xingchen's response. Han Yiming knew that he could not help at this time, so he could only find a way to relieve his problems.

Suddenly, I thought that the stars were extremely dangerous in the West Sea, and I couldn't help but worry, and I don't know what happened to him? I used to be dissatisfied with him going to the West Sea without telling him, and I was also angry that he wanted to attack the divine beast again, but at this time I was only deeply worried.

After calming down, Han Yiming thought of all the magic he knew again, and even thought of the sword-controlling technique in his mind, but he still couldn't find a way to get rid of the talisman.

He was extremely frustrated and thought to himself: "I only know these few spells, what should I do?"

Suddenly the sound of the stars sounded in his heart: "The Candlelight of the Brahma Heart."

Han Yiming couldn't help but be stunned. This was the simplest spell he learned back then. These four words are the names of spells and the essence of spells. Sima Lingyi wrote them in his hand for him to show them, and he learned them at a glance. He didn't use this spell often, and he didn't even remember them before.

Xingchen only said these four words and then disappeared. Han Yiming didn't know what was going on with him, so he couldn't ask in detail. He first recited the Brahma Candle Fire in his heart.

This time, his heart felt warm, and a slight flash of spiritual light flashed in front of him. The spiritual light penetrated through many characters and saw it very clearly.

Han Yiming stared at the place where the spiritual light came for a moment, then looked at the characters around him, thought for a while, and reached out to the place where the spiritual light came for a while.

His hand first stinged, then he passed through the characters. Han Yiming withdrew his hand and stretched out his hand in another direction. Not only was it difficult to raise his hand, but he could no longer move forward before his hand touched the characters.

He calmed down and then reached out his hand to the other side. It was still heavy and difficult to raise his hand. The characters surrounded him very tightly and could not penetrate.

The place where the spirit flashed was his whereabouts. No matter what was ahead, Han Yiming would go to that direction. This was the only direction he could go.

He took a step towards the disappearance of the spirit, his feet were heavy and difficult to even take steps. Han Yiming lowered his head and saw whether there were any digits on the hem of his long shirt.

These characters attached to his clothes and swung gently, as if they were just written in ink, but every step he took was extremely heavy.
Chapter completed!