Han Yiming looked at him, his eyes turned quickly, which showed that he had many plans in his heart. (Novel Hand-to-Work Novel) However, this disciple is really unwilling to leave the Lingshan School now. Han Yiming was not surprised that the art of calling rain was extremely fast. The secretary of Lingshan's head had far more plans than he saw. When he was flipping books for his master, Han Yiming knew that although this book was a thin one, everything was far beyond his expectations. I had long thought that there must be a place to hide all the magical magic in Lingshan, and this hidden place is no longer safer than the secretary of the head. But I didn’t know how to open the spell record that day, and I didn’t learn it. Today, I accidentally opened the pages of the book recording the magical magic in Lingshan. From then on, of course, I have to take a closer look at the magic in it. Although the practice of Lingshan is not mainly based on magic, Han Yiming has to take a good look at the magic.

Qing Zhubiao looked at him for a moment and said, "Master, what book was the book you read before? Is it a magic book?" The disciple was really clever. He just took it out and looked it out, and he actually saw it. Han Yiming said, "Oh, that's the secretary of Lingshan, which can be read by the head of the sect." Qing Zhubiao's eyes turned: "What is the secretary of the sect? Can he give his disciple a long eye?" Han Yiming knew very well that he did not believe in him, and this disciple was a little anxious to succeed. Han Yiming used to be very disdainful of him, because this disciple was very different from him and he was a little disliked.

But after this experience, his views on this disciple have changed a lot. As Chen Rufu said, what are the benefits of Lingshan now? Pingbo looked down on people like Qing Zhubiao. Therefore, he would not leave Lingshan. As long as he had a foothold in Lingshan and could learn magic, he could stand in the world. This is Qing Zhubiao's abacus. Han Yiming looked at it at this time and could see it clearly. His abacus was not harmful to Lingshan. Once he learned sword control, he would carefully learn more about Lingshan's magic. The more he learned, the less he would leave Lingshan.

Seeing that he was still, Qing Zhubiao said again, "Master, don't be stingy? If you learn magic, can you worry less?" Han Yiming smiled slightly and said, "Okay, let me show you. But I want to tell you first that you can see your name on it is considered to be your great. Since you are called the secretary of the sect, you can only read this book by Lingshan." Qing Zhubiao felt more mysterious when he heard such a magical book, and became more and more difficult to believe it. He said, "Master, you are really a pleasing to your disciples. I would like to ask you to express your compassion and show it to your disciples."

He was illiterate, so what could he do to see? What could he see? Han Yiming didn't say it, but couldn't help but smile, reached into his arms, took out the secretary of the sect, and handed it to Qing Zhubiao. Qing Zhubiao took it in his hand and looked at the cover carefully. He was really illiterate, and he couldn't recognize the four words "secretary of the sect". But he still pretended to turn it around. Han Yiming looked at the secretary he opened, but Liao Ruochenxing's words were actually white paper. He didn't say it out loud, just looked at it with a smile.

Qing Zhubiao turned over pages patiently, and indeed he had never seen anything. He was unwilling to accept it and said, "Master, have you taken another book to entertain your disciples?" Han Yiming was about to talk to him, but he held it back and said, "Even if I took another book to entertain you!" He reached out and took the secretary of the head of Qing Zhubiao's hand over and put it in his arms. Qing Zhubiao immediately said, "Master, look, let me tell you casually, you are a lot of adults, don't bother with me."

He turned quickly! Han Yiming said, "You burned the fire today and almost turned into a wildfire." Qing Zhubiao said, "With your master here, are you still afraid of becoming a wildfire? Master, you will teach me all your skills in the future. I also want to be the head!" Han Yiming unexpectedly said that he was the head of the sect, and looked at him carefully. Qing Zhubiao said, "Master, don't look at me as thin as I am. After learning magic, I will become powerful and can be the head of the sect."

Han Yiming was speechless after hearing this. For some reason, he remembered that when he had just climbed Lingshan, his eyes felt uncomfortable. However, he also remembered the fellow Lingshan sect when he was slaughtering Lanlong. Seeing that he didn't speak, Qing Zhubiao thought he didn't believe in him. Of course, he was just talking about it for a while when he was the head of Lingshan. Is it a bit inappropriate for his master to be the head of Lingshan?

Although he was a little confused, he had many experiences in the world and had seen many eyes rolling his eyes, so he was extremely clever. He smiled first, and then said, "Master, don't worry! The disciple has no so-called cultivation at all. He just talks casually like being the head of the sect. How could I be as good as Master?" Han Yiming knew what he meant, so he just smiled faintly and said, "You don't have to say that. If your cultivation can be the head of Lingshan in the future, I will give you the position of the head of the sect." Qing Zhubiao's eyes shone: "Master, you, what you said is true?" Then he realized that he had lost his composure and said, "Master has joked with the disciple again."

The light flashed in his eyes, and Han Yiming could see clearly. At this time, he looked at Qing Zhubiao, and he could see clearly even what he was thinking. He just smiled slightly: "I won't joke with you, this is how the head of Lingshan was passed down. In the future, you have achieved your cultivation and will be able to take on this head. I will give it to you. If you don't have this ability, this head of the head will not be your turn."

Qing Zhubiao looked at Han Yiming and said, "Master, I haven't seen your power much. Can you let your disciples see how powerful you are?" Han Yiming shook his head and said, "I'm not very powerful. I don't need to see it." Qing Zhubiao said, "But I heard from my masters, but my master is extremely powerful. Master, since you have accepted me as an apprentice, I have to learn more skills from my master. Masters don't have to be humble. As an apprentice, I must be with a capable master. Masters all say that Masters have the ability, so Masters must be capable. Masters, why don't you teach your disciples two tricks first?"

After talking for a long time, Qing Zhubiao got around the topic. Han Yiming smiled slightly: "Have you learned the sword control technique?" Qing Zhubiao was full of expectations, but when he heard this, he turned into a frustration: "Master, why don't you pick up any pot? Is the sword control technique? I will learn it sooner or later. Master, don't be stingy, teach your disciple two tricks! For example, Master's previous rain-calling technique was very good, and there is no need to use a sword. The disciple must be quite quick to learn it!

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I moved two weeks ago and I couldn’t update it. I’m sorry. I’m going to resume updates this week.
Chapter completed!