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info He took out a paper bag from his arms, and the light came out of the paper bag, and Nameless opened the paper bag, and the light shone out, and Han Yiming was shocked to find that what was wrapped in the paper was actually a fire.

Xingchen turned his head to Han Yiming and said, "The head of the sect stands on a high place." ”

Han Yiming walked to the stone pile where Xingchen was standing, Nameless had already flipped the paper bag over, and the firelight fluttered gently, falling up and down from the paper, and falling to the ground, only a faint point.

Nameless reached out and lifted the light of the fire on the stone he had taken out earlier, and took out a short stick in his other hand and sharpened it on the stone.

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He grinded on the stone, and he brought out a string of sparks, Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, is this drilling flint to make fire?

But he obviously has a fire.

And Nameless kept grinding down, I don't know how many times I grinded, the fire lit up, like a jump, and it was bigger.

Han Yiming couldn't help but say, "What does this mean?"

Xingchen said: "Master, the nameless flame is called the Divine Flame." It is the spark left behind after the sky fire falls. ”

Han Yiming said, "Is he going to make the Divine Flame bigger?"

Xingchen said: "This is to ignite the divine fire." Divine fire is not something that anyone can light up, and it must be polished with the corresponding divine stone to ignite. ”

Han Yiming couldn't help but take a closer look at the divine stone under the divine fire, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't see anything strange, the divine stone was dark and inconspicuous.

And Nameless couldn't stop grinding against that divine stone, the short stick in his hand was also dark, looking inconspicuous, Han Yiming didn't know about these many strange things, but after arriving at Lingshan, he saw so many strange things, so he didn't ask anymore.

Xingchen seemed to see through his thoughts, and said, "The stone strip in Nameless's hand is called Fire Flint. There are quite a few of these stones, and I have seen many of them along the way. But it is very picky of divine stones, not the corresponding divine stones, and it cannot attract divine fire. ”

Han Yiming: "Oh"

He looked at the flint for a moment, and said, "Where did this come from?

Xingchen said: "Nameless's ability is to find these inconspicuous and strange things. Is the head worried that he has obtained strange things from Huang Songtao's predecessors? I can't say this. Even if it was really obtained from Huang Songtao's predecessors, we don't know. But I can say that even if he had these things from Huang Songtao's predecessors, Huang Songtao's predecessors would not have known about them. Nameless is a dragon who can't see the head but not the tail, and he won't take out these things to show people. It's only today that the head of the house saw it. If he hadn't shown the treasures to Huang Songtao's predecessors, who would have known that he had so many?"

Nameless polished the flint in his hand again and again, and after polishing it for a few times, the fire light lit up again and grew bigger.

Huang Songtao's call did not stop, as if he knew that Nameless was different from usual tonight, and he came to call.

And Huang Songtao has never called the name of the Lingshan faction since the beginning, Han Yiming knows that he still has some affection for the Lingshan faction on his face, and he has long hated the Lingshan faction in his heart.

The disciple he regarded as a treasure had always been in the Lingshan Sect, and he refused to go back no matter what he wanted, how could he still be grateful to Lingshan?

Han Yiming didn't mean Huang Songtao's anger, Nameless was really a little different, Huang Songtao didn't look away, he was also extremely patient with Nameless, and placed countless wings on him.

Nameless really didn't let him look away, but waited for Nameless's unusual appearance, but it had nothing to do with him.

No matter how Huang Songtao called for Nameless, Nameless turned a deaf ear.

Huang Songtao regarded Nameless as a nephew, even if he had never heard Qingfeng Mingyue's words, Han Yiming knew that Huang Songtao intended to cultivate Nameless so that he could pass on the position of head of the family in the future.

Huang Songtao's move was to look at Mingxi and Yuanhui, but Nameless was not similar to them at all.

Now that Nameless refuses to go back, he himself knows nothing about Huang Songtao's thoughts, and he doesn't even recognize Huang Songtao's name, but Huang Songtao can't let it go.

In fact, Han Yiming thought that Huang Songtao was already a little dead, but the treasure knife was still in Lingshan, and he couldn't let go of it in his heart.

If one day Nameless no longer wants that knife, Han Yiming is willing to return it.

Suddenly, Xingchen's voice said: "The head is really kind. It's a pity that no matter how kind the head of this matter is, it is difficult to reverse it, he is dissatisfied with Lingshan in his heart, you just send Lingshan to him, and he hates you as much. ”

Han Yiming was silent, Xingchen's words were good, even if he returned to Huang Songtao immediately without a name, Huang Songtao's hatred for Lingshan would only become stronger.

As if hearing Xingchen's words, Huang Songtao's call became more and more earnest: "Songfeng, are you really unwilling to go back with Master?

Nameless was indifferent, he didn't seem to hear Huang Songtao's call, and only lowered his head and polished the stone with a flint.

Even if the stars were silent, Han Yiming also knew that this divine stone was the divine stone corresponding to this fire flint.

If Xingchen didn't say that this was a divine stone, Han Yiming wouldn't be able to recognize it standing in front of him.

It was nothing like anything he had ever seen, a stone that was so ordinary that it was nothing to look out for.

If there is no fire flint polished on it, the divine fire will slowly grow larger, this is a stone that can be seen everywhere, and it is extremely ordinary.

Qingshi suddenly asked Xingchen, "Don't cut my blood, right?"

Han Yiming couldn't help but look at him, Qingshi looked worried, and his right hand involuntarily stroked the wrist of his left hand that had been cut bloody.

Han Yiming said: "Don't cut your blood." ”

Qingshi glanced at him, turned to look at Xingchen, and Xingchen said, "Are you afraid?"

Qingshi said: "I'm afraid." My former master said that every time he cut me, it didn't hurt, but after that, I was in so much pain that I had to break my hand a few times. ”

Xingchen said: "Your master is too immoral, your blood is so spiritual, he can't do anything if he is cut like this, it can be seen that he is lowly." If it were me, I would have been able to stab you three drops of blood. ”

Qingshi couldn't help asking, "Really?"

Xingchen said: "That's nature. Don't you believe it?"

Qingshi was silent, he looked down at his wrist, and at this point, Han Yiming could already see that Xingchen wanted to tattoo the blood of the bluestone.

And Qingshi was too immoral because the former Taoist master was too immoral, and his Taoism was low, so his blood was about to drain.

Han Yiming never doubted that the three drops of blood that Xingchen said could be successful, but Qingshi had palpitations, so he was extremely afraid.

When Han Yiming received the bluestone, he said that he would never cut his blood, so he would never make a sound.

When Han Yiming accepted him, he never thought that his blood could help Lingshan, and at this time, it seemed that Xingchen would definitely stab his blood, but he didn't know when to start.

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