The mountain range was shrouded in clouds and mist. It was hazy and gave off a mysterious feeling.
Jinlin Country was one of the northwestern countries, and Zhengtong County was a county city in the west. A few miles outside the city was a stretch of mountains.
He Yiming had already seen the terrain clearly. After lifting the Wen Li Stone Bed, he immediately ran up the mountain.
The essential Qi in his body circulated endlessly, and the mystery of the Vigor Formula was unleashed to its limit. Every time his feet touched the ground, he felt as if he was connected to the earth, and could draw on the earth's power to replenish the essential Qi in his body.
Even a Houtian Peerless Master could attempt to lift the Wen Li Stone Bed, which weighed a few thousand kilograms, high up in the air, especially if he stimulated his inner strength to the extreme.
However, if one wanted to run as fast as He Yiming, that would be hard to reach.
Yuan Zhengcheng and the rest could not figure out how He Yiming was able to do this, so they blamed it all on his innate strength.
He Quanxin and He Yitian had an unusual relationship with Yiming. In their memories, Yiming was not born with great strength, which was why they were surprised. However, no matter how much they suspected, they could not have imagined that He Yiming had already entered the Innate Boundary.
Indeed, if He Yiming had not entered the Innate Boundary, he would not have been able to do this.
The Innate Boundary, and especially the Earth Vigor Formula that was circulating in his body, caused him to have a mysterious connection with the earth beneath his feet. The essential Qi in his body was endless.
The Yuan family's manor was already in the outskirts of the county city. When it was built, they had chosen a terrain that was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Therefore, although He Yiming was rather shocking when he carried such a huge bed, he did not encounter many people as he went deep into the forest.
However, when he left the manor, he smashed through two walls, causing the servants who saw this scene to be frightened out of their wits.
After entering the depths of the mountain, there were fewer paths to choose from, especially when he was carrying such a huge Wen Li Stone Bed. It was even more difficult to find a smooth passage.
Despite that, this problem did not seem to be enough of a problem for He Yiming.
He walked in large strides through the forest. Although he was not walking on a flat path, he managed to avoid the towering trees by swaying left and right.
It was as if he had a pair of eyes on his head, which could take in his surroundings and accurately grasp every step he took.
He Yiming's heart was also surging with excitement. A speechless smile appeared on his face.
It turned out that when his essential Qi was released to this extent, his connection with the outside world was greatly enhanced. It gave him a strange feeling that he could control over the world.
It was as if everything, even if it was something he couldn't see with his eyes, could form a complete picture in his mind, allowing him to make all kinds of correct judgments in advance.
Although he had this feeling the feeling of the world's essential Qi, it was nothing compared to this moment.
It was evident that pressure was a driving force. If Ou Yangming had not carried such a huge stone bed through the forest, he might not have been able to do this.
At last, He Yiming arrived at a relatively flat area. He looked around and was very satisfied with the terrain.
He gently tossed the stone bed to the ground.
The young fellow's ingenuity in using his force had reached an unbelievable level. It seemed like he had tossed the stone bed away, but it landed steadily without any signs of tipping over.
After glancing at the stone bed, He Yiming turned around and left. This time, without the burden of the stone bed, his running speed became even faster. In almost a moment, he had already returned to the Yuan Clan's manor.
When he returned, he discovered that the people of the Yuan Clan were still discussing animatedly. After seeing him, almost everyone had a trace of fear on their faces.
If he was an ordinary young man, there would naturally be nothing to be afraid of. However, the young man actually lifted something that weighed thousands of kilograms and ran out like a galloping horse. It was too abnormal.
In just a few days, some people even spread rumors about whether he was the reincarnation of a monster.
He Yiming's hearing was very good, but he was completely speechless after hearing these speculations. Fortunately, the people who spread these rumors were just ordinary servants who didn't know what was right and wrong. Those who practiced inner strength didn't care about it at all.
It was just that these people had some crazy worship for the strength that He Yiming displayed.
Scratching his head, He Yiming did not expect that he would cause such a huge commotion just by lifting up the Wen Li Stone Bed. He sighed softly and found Yuan Zhencheng to ask for some fuel that could provide a high temperature.
At this moment, He Yiming's position in Yuan Zhencheng's heart had shot up like a rocket.
Although he originally guessed that He Yiming was strong, he definitely did not expect him to be so unbelievably strong.
Even without mentioning other things, just the strength to lift the stone bed and run was enough to make Yuan Zhencheng feel ashamed of his inferiority. Therefore, when He Yiming asked for fuel, Yuan Zhencheng immediately agreed without hesitation and took out the best quality charcoal.
He Yiming ran back and forth three times, transporting thousands of kilograms of charcoal to the mountain before he was done.
After preparing the fuel, He Yiming took out the first section of the glaive and imbued it with vital energy. The glaive immediately shot out a few inches of glaive light.
Under He Yiming's control, the glaive light suddenly pierced deep into the stone bed.
The last time the stonemasons carved the stone furnace, He Yiming also watched from the side. Although he did not have the skills of the stonemasons, a Xiantian master hollowed out the stone much faster than those stonemasons.
Under the premise of not paying attention to the appearance of the stone bed, it was very easy to dig a big hole in the stone bed.
In just a short hour, He Yiming made a simplified version of the stone furnace.
However, unlike the exquisite stone furnace of the Xie family, this one was a semi-finished product. It did not even have a lid on it. The only thing worth praising was that this stone furnace was very big. It was at least twice as big as the Xie family's stone furnace.
After doing all this, He Yiming also let out a long sigh of relief. However, looking at the stone furnace in front of him, he felt rather ashamed. As the saying goes, every profession has its own specialization. Compared to the stonemasons who indulged in stone carving their whole lives, he was just a little stronger.
In the middle of the stone furnace, there was a two meter long, half a meter wide, and half a meter deep hole. He Yiming took out the fine steel magnet and placed it inside. Then, he gradually burned the charcoal.
When he saw the Xie family do it, it seemed very easy and did not take much effort. However, when He Yiming personally controlled it, he realized that it was definitely not an easy thing to do.
The temperature to melt the steel magnet was actually much lower than forging ordinary iron ore. If it was a skilled blacksmith, it would be easy to complete this task. However, in He Yiming's hands, he became a little flustered. The reason was that the stone bed was really too big. Moreover, he also had a big problem in terms of experience. The piling of firewood and so on was messy and wasteful.
However, after a long time of practice, the temperature finally reached the standard. The steel magnet in the stone bed began to slowly melt.
When all the steel magnets turned into liquid, He Yiming took out the other two parts of the steel rod and put it in.
After a while, the liquid slowly seeped into the steel rod, causing the color of the rod to gradually change.
After a full hour, all the liquid disappeared. He Yiming did not dare to neglect and put out all the charcoal around him. Fortunately, it was still winter. If it was summer, He Yiming would not dare to burn such a big fire in the dense forest even with this stone bed.
He took out the two parts of the steel rod and put it in the snow pile on the mountain. Not long after, the two hot steel rods suddenly cooled down.
He Yiming secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, the melting point of the steel magnet was relatively low. Otherwise, in this environment, it would not be able to melt at all.
His eyes looked at the stone bed that had become very strange. In his heart, he suddenly became interested in forging weapons.
Without trying, he would never know the difficulties. But after experiencing the difficulties, He Yiming's interest was completely hooked.
He made up his mind. If there was a chance in the future, he might as well learn from the blacksmiths in the county. In the future, he would be able to personally modify a suitable weapon for himself.
Although the glaive was very good, but as Yuan Zhencheng said, now that his strength and Zhen Qi combined, this three hundred and sixty jin glaive felt a little light.
The 'Great Strength Formula' was the main cultivation method of the Acquired Internal Strength. After He Yiming had stepped into the Xiantian realm, he had been constantly absorbing the Qi of Heaven and Earth from the outside world. It had gradually undergone subtle changes, causing his strength to increase a little every day, as if it could continue to increase endlessly.
He Yiming certainly understood that there must be a limit to the increase of strength. It was just that there was still a long way to go before that limit.
But even so, the slowly increasing strength made the glaive feel a little light when he swung it.
If this situation was known to other Xiantian masters, they would definitely be dumbfounded and would not know what to do.
Although the Houtian internal strength cultivation method was strong, but after the practitioner was promoted to the Xiantian realm, it was basically a useless existence. But He Yiming, after endless hard work, was actually able to make the Houtian internal strength cultivation method play a Xiantian role. This was something that had never happened before.
A wisp of True Qi was carefully infused into the two steel rods. Slowly, the two steel rods began to emit a faint red glow.
This was the result of the Raging Inferno Technique being used to the extreme. Of course, under He Yiming's control, this light was not long, but it was extremely condensed.
He held a steel pole in each hand and casually waved it a few times. Immediately, deep marks were left on the ground, especially the snow on the ground. It was as if it had been exposed to the scorching sun for a day, quickly melting.
He Yiming put away the two steel poles in satisfaction. With a tap of his foot, the glaive's glaive flew into the air. He Yiming's wrist turned, and the two steel poles immediately joined together. Then, he extended it into the sky, and the other end of the steel pole accurately pierced into the glaive falling from the sky.
Just like this, with the circulation of Zhen Qi, an extremely crisp mechanical lock sound was heard. A nearly four meter long glaive had already been miraculously assembled in his hands.
Even if He Wude, who had used the glaive for decades, saw this action, he would still be endlessly praising and rejoicing that he had not found the wrong successor.
To be able to accurately assemble the glaive in such a juggling manner in an instant, this showed that He Yiming's understanding of the glaive had already reached an extremely high level. If not, he would not have been able to do this.
One hand held the glaive's glaive neither lightly nor heavily, and raised it high above his head.
He Yiming's eyes had an unconcealable excitement. After training the glaive, he had always been thinking about the remaining two steel poles. He originally thought that without ten years of hard work, he would not be able to find enough steel magnets. But he did not expect that in such a short time, this wish of his had already been unintentionally fulfilled.
At this moment, He Yiming's heart was filled with a strong sense of confidence as he held the completed glaive high up in the air.
Both of his feet slowly bent down, He Yiming's eyes suddenly opened wide, and let out a thunderous roar.
Following this roar, He Yiming's glaive that was held high above his head finally fiercely chopped down.
This was not his ultimate skill, the Thirty-Six Splitting Mountain Forms, but a casual glaive. This glaive carried the power of a landslide and a tsunami, bringing a gust of wind as it chopped down on the snow.
However, the moment the glaive's edge was about to touch the snow, the glaive's power seemed to have completely disappeared.
The three hundred and sixty kilogram glaive at this moment became as thin as paper. The glaive's tip lightly touched the snow, and not even a single snowflake splashed up.
He Yiming jumped up, and scurried around on the snow like a leopard cat, and the glaive in his hand was as gentle as the palm of a lover, without the slightest bit of fierceness.
Soft Palm, Water Battle Technique, Soft Palm.
At this moment, He Yiming's glaive technique was evolved from the Soft Palm.
Around his body, a soft whirlpool slowly spread out, and the snowflakes on the ground began to flutter. Those buried dead leaves, small gravel, and so on were attracted by this whirlpool and flew up. It was as if there was a magical force with He Yiming as the center, attracting these things and making them fly around him in the air.
He Yiming's movements became faster and faster, but no matter how fast his movements were, they were still so orderly, and as his movements became faster, the things in the whirlpool rotated faster and faster.
Finally, when He Yiming's True Qi was revolving to the extreme, his body suddenly stopped, like a high-speed machine suddenly jammed, and suddenly stopped.
The snowballs and gravel in the air also paused for a moment, and then couldn't bear such a huge contrast, and in the next moment, all of them exploded.
For a moment, around He Yiming's body, snow and gravel splashed all over the sky.
However, there seemed to be an invisible force around He Yiming's body, and all of these things were bounced back.
His feet were spread out, and his two hands were holding the glaive tightly. One hand was at his eyebrows, and the other hand was raised high above his head. The glaive was raised high above his head.
Powerful True Qi was continuously circulating in his body, with Mixed Yuan Force as the first, followed by Ripple Technique, Withered Wood Technique, Raging Flame Technique, Vigorous Force Technique, and finally Mixed Yuan Force.
The Five Elements True Qi circulated in an order of mutual generation. After each type of True Qi circulated, the True Qi in his body would be strengthened a little, and the glaive above his head would also be strengthened a little, and the momentum on his body was like adding oil to the fire, becoming more and more intense.
After a circle of True Qi circulated, his body was suddenly filled with a huge power that couldn't be described with words. This power was so huge that even his Innate Master's body couldn't bear it.
A faint golden glaive slowly extended out, and only stopped when it was more than half a meter long. The faint golden color became more and more intense, and the glaive seemed to have solidified. It was so dazzling that it made people's hearts palpitate.
Suddenly, He Yiming's body trembled slightly, and the glaive he held high above his head chopped down like lightning.
The sixteenth form of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms.
Simple, without any fancy moves, the glaive directly chopped down.
The huge True Qi instantly condensed into a point, and rushed out like a meteor catching up with the moon.
"Whoosh …"
The sharp sound of wind breaking suddenly rang out, and a hundred-year-old tree in front of him suddenly burst open. A huge glaive seemed to fall from the sky, and everything in front of him was swept clean.
The whistling sound was incessant, and the ground exploded into a snowstorm. The vast momentum was a hundred times more terrifying than the snowball explosion just now.
After a long time, when everything returned to normal, He Yiming raised his head and looked. Even he himself felt a burst of fear and trepidation.
In front of him, there was a blank area that was thirty meters long and five meters wide.
Everything in this straight line had been reduced to nothingness.
Even the ground was left with an indelible mark. A deep mark spread from his feet forward, as if it had been filtered by explosives. It made people's hair stand on end.
He Yiming took a deep breath, and his heart was surging with emotions. He was so excited that he couldn't speak.
He had finally succeeded.
That amazing glaive of the past had finally been successfully reproduced in his hands …
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