He took the Mingyuan sword and immediately turned around and went out. He flew into the sky and came to the master's office. Qin Wufang sat on the bamboo chair behind the desk, with a white booklet spreading in front of him. Han Yiming could see at once that it was the secretary of the head of Lingshan. Qin Wufang said, "Well, Yiming, come, come." Han Yiming walked to the desk, Qin Wufang picked up the secretary and handed it to him and said, "You open and take a look." Han Yiming's heart thumped, and then he suppressed it again. The master showed himself the secretary of the head! He had to look at it quietly and not be confused!

I looked at the secretary in the master's hand for a moment, and was about to reach out to take the book, but I heard the master say, "Yiming, I have already read the records in this secretary so much that I have memorized it. But a few days ago, I saw in this book that I had never seen before, which made me unaware of the past. Let me call it the past. All the records in the book are the past. At that time, you just flipped through this book. Later, I read it carefully. I have never seen what I saw when you flipped through the book. Therefore, I asked you to come, and you flip through this book again, and I looked at it carefully, but I didn't know if there was any clue."

So that's it! Han Yiming suddenly became ashamed. Master only wanted to read the past in the book, but he had no other intentions. He was very confused, so he could see how confused he was in his heart at these times! He calmed down and reached out to take the book and said, "Master Master, I'll turn the book for you." Qin Wufang nodded and smiled slightly.

Qin Wufang's eyes were clear and his smile was filled with indescribable warmth. Han Yiming couldn't help but know whether the Master had known all the chaos of these days? Although the Master had not blamed him, he should be alert and stop his mind. He took the secretary of the sect and placed the secretary in front of the Master, and stood on the right side of the book case and said, "Master, I've opened it." Qin Wufang nodded, and Han Yiming reached out to reveal the cover of the book.

The pages of the book were still a page of white paper, slightly yellowed. Han Yiming couldn't see anything, but saw Qin Wufang looking at the white paper carefully. There seemed to be endless mystery on the white paper, which made him feel contemplative. Han Yiming stood aside and looked carefully at the white paper, but could not see anything strange. The master, but did not move to the white paper. Han Yiming didn't say anything, stood quietly aside.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt that the Sun Ying had moved slightly to the side. Fortunately, he was not as weak as he was when he was just going up the mountain. If it were then, he would have been standing to the ground. Even now, his legs were a little stiff. Suddenly, he heard the master say, "Well, Yiming, turn a page." Han Yiming quickly reached out and gently lifted a page of white paper, turning a new page. Qin Wufang suddenly said, "You don't have to stand, sit down. I'll finish reading it, call you." With a wave of his hand, a bamboo chair had already fallen behind him. Han Yiming was indeed a little tired of standing, so he said, "Thank you, Master!" He sat down on the bamboo chair.

He was bored, and no word appeared on the secretary. He could only wait for the master to finish reading and get up and turn the pages of the master. After waiting for a long time, he saw that the sun was turning to the west, and then he heard the master say, "Well, just turn another page for me." Han Yiming stood up and turned another page.

As soon as the page turned over, a small dot of ink appeared on the white paper. Han Yiming couldn't help but be stunned. He had clearly turned over the book. Although the pages were not white, the pages were just yellowed and there were no ink words on it. At this time, an ink dot suddenly appeared, which was a bit strange! He didn't sit down, and stood aside and stared at the dot and looked carefully.

No matter how he looked at the ink dot, it was just an ink dot, and no other mystery could be seen. Han Yiming stared at his eyes sore and could not see any changes. He couldn't help but reach out and pressed his eyes, and then opened it. The ink dot disappeared. A flower slowly appeared on the page of the book. A few strokes were made, but the shape of the flower was clearly outlined. The petals were clean, and it was a snow lotus. After a moment, the snow lotus disappeared, and a line of small characters appeared. The small characters looked incomplete, and after every two or three words, there was a gap. There were less than ten characters in the line, and the rest of the characters were gone.

The first thing Han Yiming saw was the word "Ziyi". After the two words, there was a vacant, and behind it was the word "Zi Shang", then the word "Lingshan", and down there was only one word, which was the word "Ling". Han Yiming looked at it for no reason, but finally saw the word on the secretary and the word outside his name, and couldn't help but stare at it.

But after only a moment, the words disappeared from the paper. The slightly yellow white paper spread in front of him was still the slightly yellowed white paper. Han Yiming couldn't help but say, "Master, I saw a snow lotus!" Qin Wufang raised his eyes, looked at him, and said, "Well, I'm making things difficult for you." After that, he lowered his head and looked at the secretary carefully. Han Yiming didn't expect that Master said this, it was difficult to ask questions again, so he sat quietly aside.

Qin Wufang looked at the secretary and saw the sun set and the room was filled with golden afterglow, so he raised his head. He glanced at Han Yiming: "Yiming, you have been waiting for a long time. Well, I will see this place today, and you will turn it down for me tomorrow." Han Yiming stood up and said, "Yes." Qin Wufang was silent for a while and said, "Yes, you told me that you saw the snow lotus, well, that is also part of the past of Lingshan. You slowly know the past, and I won't explain it to you. Well, you must remember one thing, nothing you see in the secretary can't get along with your senior brothers, you can only bury it deeply in your heart."

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment and said, "Master, don't worry, my disciple is not a talkative person." Qin Wufang smiled: "I'm not worried. You can be considered a calm disciple. You usually don't easily say what you hear and see, and put it in your heart. You don't let you tell your brothers about this because you see it, but you can only be considered a fragment of the last bit of the branch. If you say it, everyone will guess together and deviate from the original appearance of the matter." Han Yiming nodded and said, "Disciple, please remember the teachings of Master!" Qin Wufang looked at the secretary for a moment and closed the pages. Han Yiming then stood up and said goodbye.

Back to Jingxinyuan, it was already dinner time. After pouring jasmine bamboo, I had dinner with Gu Qingquan, and talked to him with Gu Qingquan and Shen Ruofu. Before I knew it, the moon had already risen a little. Although he had told me what he had done today, he was unprecedentedly tired. He sat aside and listened to the two senior brothers talking, and was tired and yawned a few times.

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