Zhao Haoyang shook his head: "No. My Wu Hui has been able to merge my cultivation for many years, so what is passed to you is just the result of the convergence. There is no disadvantage to my cultivation. At this time, if my cultivation is damaged, it is the most unfavorable for Lingshan. Therefore, I cannot give you my martial power, but I can only pass on your martial power, and then open your martial power. For me, the only damage is that I will never have the opportunity to borrow the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the future. Even if we pass this disaster safely, I will have to borrow the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and I can only start from scratch. However, if I pass this disaster safely, I will start over again, and it will be much faster to enter the country than the little bits of accumulation before. But if I don't do this method and have this plan, I will not do my best. I will put it to death so that I can live a life and keep the leader and disciples safe. It is my responsibility to be a teacher."

After a pause, Zhao Haoyang said, "Do you have anything to ask?" Han Yiming said, "Uncle Master, please ask, why didn't Master pass Wu Hui to other senior brothers? The disciple is not pushing the responsibility of supporting the leader, but thinks that if a senior brother with profound cultivation can use it immediately, maybe become the arm of the uncle, then..." Zhao Haoyang sighed softly: "Yiming, Lingshan has no disciple with such cultivation yet. If you can use my Wuhui, you must go out of my right. If you can't go out of my right, you can't use it immediately. The disciples of Lingshan martial arts practitioners are all under me. How are they entering the country? Do I still know? No one can go out of my right immediately.

It's useful." Han Yiming also knew that no senior brother in Lingshan could catch up with the fifth uncle in martial arts, so he would not ask any more questions. Zhao Haoyang said: "As for other disciples, if I can't believe that he is really a person who can really support the leader, I will not pass on my Wu Hui to him. Among the disciples, there are many spiritual ones. If I pass on the wrong person, I will harm these many disciples. If I can borrow the power of heaven and spiritual power, then I can borrow the spirit of all things. Such a person will be able to seize the leader of Lingshan. If he has the intention to seize the leader of Lingshan, he will no longer support the leader, and Lingshan will be destroyed. Then I might as well take these wisdom and destroy it silently!"

Han Yiming looked at Zhao Haoyang. He said this, but his appearance was still as calm as usual, without any ups and downs. For a moment, he stood up and downs, suppressed his thoughts, calmed down, knelt down at Zhao Haoyang, and knelt three times in a row, saying, "I beg my master to include it." Zhao Haoyang said, "Since then you will be my disciple. Of course, you are still your master's disciple, we are of the same sect, don't forget your former master. To your senior brothers and sisters, you want to call me your master. Just remember my instructions before. As for the leader, I have told him that you don't have to report it." Han Yiming said, "Yes."

Zhao Haoyang said, "You have the power of force yourself, okay, I will start your power now." As he said, he stretched out his hand and gently pointed it into his eyebrows. Han Yiming felt that his eyebrows were stabbed by a sharp cone. His eyes turned black, and his body shook, but he tried hard to support him. When he could see him again, Zhao Haoyang had already withdrawn his hand. Looking at him, Han Yiming said, "I have activated my power for you, and you will slowly know your power in the future. As for your mental power, it was already activated when you met Jie Limaha. I clicked on your eyebrows. From then on, your power will become stronger and stronger. As for your mental power, Yiming has already become stronger and I don't need to open it again. You are also my strongest disciple in Lingshan. I am very happy that you can become my disciple."

Han Yiming almost burst into tears. Is it really a good thing to be his master? Is Lu Yueqing not his master? He has long disappeared without a trace. Nirvana, and he does not even enter the cycle of reincarnation. Now that Zhao Haoyang has become his master, is it necessary to be silent? Is it because he is wrong? Or are they wrong? Or is this world wrong? This prediction makes people shudder. Han Yiming gritted his teeth and dared not look up at Zhao Haoyang. Zhao Haoyang

He said, "Okay, now I will inherit my Wuhui from you. You don't have to go day and night. If you put your wisdom into others, it will be like a enlightenment. When you can understand and think about gaining something, it is the moment you use it. Yiming, come." He stretched out his hand and gently led it to his eyebrows, leading out a blue light, like a firefly, and as bright as a star, flashing on his fingertips. In a blink of an eye, his fingers had bypassed Han Yiming's head and face and pressed on the back of his head.

When he walked out of Cuiwei Hall, Han Yiming was still a little confused. The master's hand was on the middle of his eyebrows. After the sun passed, he not only pressed on the back of his head, but also on his eyes and ears. The master said to him: "I opened your eyes and ears for you. From now on, when you meet someone with extremely powerful martial arts, you will get something. Listening more and more will be of great benefit to you." Han Yiming stopped his steps and looked back. The figure of the master was no longer in Cuiwei Hall. He went back to Yuheng. From then on, the important task of supporting Ding Wu has been added to his shoulders!

A long time later, Han Yiming remembered the solemnity and concentration of this master when he passed on his Wu Hui to him. What he passed on to him was not only his accumulation over hundreds of years, but also his hope for him. However, how deep this hope was, he could only take it step by step. Without that step, no one knows what it will be in the future!

He worshipped Zhao Haoyang as his teacher and soon spread it in Jingxinyuan. Gu Qingquan said, "Junior brother, are you also practicing martial arts? You are such a meticulous person. I always think you should be a master. You are more suitable for spiritual cultivation. It's not that I said, you are too different from a rough person like me. If you are so meticulous, spiritual cultivation is more suitable for you." Han Yiming said, "Senior brother, the fifth uncle is also so handsome, but he is a martial arts practitioner. It can be seen that cultivation cannot judge people by appearance.

"Gu Qingquan said, "That's right, but how many people are there in this world like my master? I think you and the third master are good at practicing, and it's good to follow the master. As for the fourth master, I don't think you can get better, but Junior Brother Shen is better. If the second master is willing to accept you as his disciple, that's not good. He is also very outstanding, but unfortunately, he confiscated many disciples before he went into seclusion, and he won't accept disciples after he went into seclusion."

Han Yiming sighed softly. The master put all his hopes for Lingshan on him and tried his best to take responsibility. But can he bear it?

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It's so cold that many colleagues can no longer go home for the New Year. Book friends who are spending the New Year at home should cherish such time.
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