Ou Yangming raised both of his hands, and gusts of Innate Qi surrounded his body to form an extremely tiny vortex that was difficult to be sensed.
Ou Yangming exerted force on the tip of his toes, and his body bounced up as though he was weightless. He seemed to have paused in mid-air for a split second, then suddenly exploded.
Ou Yangming's figure seemed to have transformed into countless shadows, and dozens of afterimages were formed in the narrow space in the room. Ou Yangming's feet seemed to have landed on the ground at the same time, and he stepped on every corner of the room like an endless mountain rain.
Nevertheless, He Yiming's afterimages disappeared as the soft sound of wood cracking was heard.
He looked at the small piece of wood that was crushed under his feet and sighed faintly.
After some time, the door was gently pushed open, and Yuan Lixun walked in silently like a cat. She glanced around the room, then immediately took out a broom to clean up the wood shavings on the floor.
Seeing He Yiming's frown, she hesitated for a while, then finally mustered her courage and asked, "Young Master, is there something on your mind?"
He Yiming looked at her in shock. Ever since he integrated the comprehension of cloud and rain into his blade technique, his martial arts technique had undoubtedly improved by another level. Nevertheless, when he wanted to integrate the comprehension into his fist technique, he felt that it was not coordinated.
He asked the servants to prepare hundreds of small wooden blocks, which were scattered in the average-sized room. Afterward, he used the Cloud and Rain Soaring Art and the handprint technique to cultivate his martial arts technique.
Nevertheless, he quickly realized that there was no problem if he practiced like before. However, if he wanted to integrate the comprehension of cloud and rain into his fist technique, it was extremely difficult, and almost impossible.
Although blade techniques and fist techniques were of the same origin, they were still different.
Every time he practiced, he would crush a few small wooden blocks under his feet, which meant that there was a certain flaw in his control of essential Qi. No matter how powerful such a move was, it could not be used in actual combat.
In the past few days, he had cast Lin Taoli aside and devoted himself to practicing his Battle Skills. However, there was still no progress, and he could not help but feel discouraged.
But Yuan Lixun was outside the room. Although she didn't know what he was doing, she had been silently guarding him. She also had the servants prepare hundreds of small wooden blocks.
Once the sound of fists in the room stopped, she would personally come in to clean up the broken wood shavings and replace them with new pieces of wood. He Yiming didn't have to worry at all.
Although it was just a small matter, He Yiming felt an indescribable warmth in his heart.
His furrowed brows slowly relaxed when he saw her and heard her concerned question.
"It's not a big deal. I'm just thinking about a technique, but unfortunately, I still don't have a clue."
Yuan Lixun was also taken aback. She looked at He Yiming with a touch of gratitude in her eyes.
Although she had mustered up the courage to ask, in her heart, she had never expected to receive an answer.
She was very clear about her position and knew the huge gap between them, so she never thought that she could be treated equally in front of him. However, He Yiming's attitude made her heart beat violently at this moment.
Yuan Lixun quickly lowered her head and said softly, "Young Master, please don't be impatient. When my mother was alive, she once said that as long as you work hard, you can grind an iron rod into a needle. You can't do it this time, but you'll definitely succeed one day. "
He Yiming's gaze froze. Of course, he understood this logic. However, ever since he had a fortuitous encounter at the bottom of the lake, his journey had been smooth sailing. Even when he broke through to the Xiantian realm, he did not spend too much effort. Therefore, in terms of mentality, it was his weakest link.
After hearing Yuan Lixun's words, a thought suddenly surfaced in his mind.
It was easier said than done to create a Xiantian technique. He had only fumbled around for a few days. If he could integrate the newly comprehended feeling of clouds and rain into his fist technique, it would be too funny.
He looked at Yuan Lixun with emotion, and the gratitude in his heart seemed to have turned into tenderness.
The two of them stood in silence. After a while, they both felt that the atmosphere was strange. Yuan Lixun's face had a faint blush.
Although she was not a peerless beauty, at this moment, the blush on her face was so dazzling. It was like a flower that bloomed in his heart, engraving it in his heart.
Suddenly, a high-pitched cat's cry came from outside the window. Yuan Lixun also jumped up like a cat. She said with a flushed face, "Young Master, I'll leave first."
He Yiming subconsciously responded. Seeing her leave as if she was running for her life, a trace of regret suddenly surged in his heart. He turned his head to look outside the window, and his heart was filled with hatred, "Where did this cat cry come from …"
Outside the door, Yuan Lixun's expression gradually returned to normal. However, her heart was not calm at all.
Two clear faces appeared in her mind. Although these two people were her closest relatives, the feeling they gave her was completely different.
"Lixun, this time your luck has come. If you can gain Grandmaster He's favor, then you can have whatever you want. Ai … In the past, father really neglected you and your sister. It's all father's fault. But don't worry, from now on, Lixiang will be by my side. I will personally take care of him. I promise that I will treat him as the family's successor. I definitely won't treat him unfairly. "
"Big sister, father said you're going on a long journey. When will you come back to see me?"
"Little brother, when your inner strength reaches the sixth level and you become a core disciple of the family, I will definitely come back to see you."
Her heart faintly ached. Father, you've wronged more than just us siblings. Mother always said when she was alive that as long as you work hard, you can grind an iron rod into a needle. But in her entire life, she was unable to change your heart.
Mother, I just don't know what will happen to your daughter …
She turned around to look at the door behind her. This thin wooden board seemed to separate the inside and outside of the room into two different worlds.
Suddenly, she felt a little regretful. Since she had already decided on this, why did she run away?
If she didn't gain his favor, would father still treat her little brother as the family's successor?
She stood quietly, her eyes gradually blank. She was actually in a daze …
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In the room, He Yiming straightforwardly took out the three pieces of the large glaive. With a shake of his wrist, he had already finished assembling the large glaive in an instant.
Although the glaive had only belonged to him for a little more than a year, He Yiming seemed to have been with this glaive for a lifetime. He knew every inch of it like the back of his hand. It was as if even his life and heartbeat were intimately connected with this terrifying glaive.
This feeling was especially strong after he was promoted to the Xiantian realm.
If He Wude knew about this situation, he would definitely go crazy with jealousy. His relationship with the glaive, which had been through life and death for decades, couldn't even compare to He Yiming's one year of accumulation.
With a casual wave of the glaive, the whole room suddenly seemed to be filled with clouds.
The clouds changed and seemed to turn into a thick fog. In the thick fog, the sound of flowing water could be heard. This was rain. Clouds and rain. Under the interpretation of the glaive, these two common astronomical phenomena in the natural world were vividly displayed.
After a moment, He Yiming put away the glaive in his hand and the room was quiet.
The glaive, which was nearly four meters long, seemed so huge in this room that it couldn't even be raised high above the ceiling. However, under He Yiming's terrifying control, the glaive actually sprinkled clouds and rain in this room.
The difficulty of this was many times greater than fighting bare-handed.
However, He Yiming just couldn't integrate the clouds and rain into the boxing.
He sighed softly, knowing that the reason why he could successfully integrate the clouds and rain into the glaive was because he was stimulated by the momentum of the fearless Horse Gang when he faced the two hundred Fierce Tigers. That was why he suddenly had a spiritual explosion, which gave him the feeling of an epiphany and successfully transformed the clouds and rain into the glaive.
However, that feeling, like an epiphany, appeared unconsciously and was simply not controlled by people.
He sighed softly and put away the glaive. Since he couldn't achieve an epiphany, then he would slowly study and explore on his own. Yuan Lixun's mother said that as long as he worked hard, an iron rod could be ground into a needle. This sentence was very reasonable.
Suddenly, he turned his head and said with a smile, "Grandpa, please come in."
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Yuan Lixun was outside the door when she suddenly heard the sound in the room and immediately woke up. She turned her head and looked around blindly. Not to mention not seeing He Wude's figure, even the cat called Spring was nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up. An old man came in from the main door. It was He Wude of the He family.
It turned out that He Yiming had already heard the old man's voice from so far away. However, the old man seemed to know that He Yiming was practicing martial arts, so he only lingered outside the courtyard and did not enter.
She went up to him and bowed deeply. "Old Master."
He Wude gave a low hum and said, "I have something to say to Yiming. You can leave first."
Yuan Lixun did not dare to disobey. She softly said yes and turned to leave.
The door opened and He Yiming welcomed his grandfather in. Seeing the old man's serious face, he could not help but ask suspiciously, "Grandpa, who made you angry?"
He Wude shook his head slightly. "Yiming, I see that although Lixun is not as beautiful as Liwen, but she is quite honest. And although she is a sugar cane, she is still the granddaughter of Brother Zeyu. If you don't like her, why don't you let me take her as my granddaughter and let her go in the future. "
He Yiming was tongue-tied for a long time. He did not know what to feel in his heart, but the only thing he could be sure of was that this feeling was definitely not happiness.
"Grandpa, who is spreading rumors in front of you. When did I say that I don't like her?"
He Wude was surprised. "Since you like her, why is she still a virgin?"
He Yiming's face and ears instantly turned red. Xiantian qi seemed to be useless in this situation. "Grandpa, how did you know? Who told you. "
"Is there a need for people to say this? This old man is already so old. It's impossible for me not to be able to see through something like this, "He Wude said grumpily.
He Yiming hurriedly coughed a few times. "Grandpa, I don't want to talk about this matter now. But, I don't want her to leave my side. "
When he said the second sentence, He Yiming's tone was unusually firm.
He Wude nodded slightly and said, "Since you like her, that's good. Otherwise, I would be too embarrassed to explain to Brother Zeyu if I wasted her youth."
He Yiming was submissive, but only he knew what he was thinking.
He Wude pondered for a moment and said, "Yiming, since you have already advanced to Xiantian, then there are some things I want to tell you."
He Yiming heard the seriousness in the old man's words and immediately became spirited. He said, "Grandpa, please speak."
"Forty years ago, I came to Taicang County. With a large glaive in his hand and your Grandpa Bao's help, he forcefully opened up a territory that belonged to him in Taicang County." He Wude said with a smile of exultation, "Those days were unforgettable. I don't know how many storms he went through during that time."
He Yiming nodded repeatedly, perfectly expressing his admiration through his eyes.
He Wude looked at him and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He said, "Forget it, since you already know these things, I won't say anymore." He stroked his beard and seemed to be lost in thought. After a long time, his face darkened as if he had thought of something that made him feel uncomfortable. "Forty years ago, I was a disciple of Hengshan Sect. Moreover, he was the medicine refining boy of one of the three great elders of Hengshan Sect, the Medicine Man."
He Yiming opened his eyes slightly and said, "Grandpa, forty years ago, you were forty years old, right?"
"Of course."
"You were already forty years old, and you were still a boy?" He Yiming asked in disbelief.
He Wude glared at him angrily and almost slapped him. Fortunately, he remembered that this grandson of his was a Xiantian master, so he couldn't slap him.
However, when he saw the smile in He Yiming's eyes, he suddenly realized that the tightness in his chest when he thought of the past seemed to have mysteriously disappeared.
He reached out and tapped He Yiming speechlessly, but he felt a wave of pride and relief in his heart. This child had finally grown up.
"Listen to me, your ancestor, the Medicine Man, was already more than a hundred years old. In front of him, I was indeed a boy."
He Yiming's eyes widened. This time, he was really shocked.
"The Medicine Man's ancestor was a Xiantian master?"
"Yes." He Wude nodded solemnly.
He Yiming finally understood. He immediately remembered that when Lin Taoli came to the He family to recruit him, his grandfather had once said that he was a registered disciple of Hengshan Sect. At that time, Lin Taoli had displayed an extremely shocked expression. It seemed that Hengshan Sect was extremely powerful.
Now, He Yiming already knew that there were three great elders in Hengshan Sect. That meant that there were at least three Xiantian masters. This force was indeed incomparably powerful. No wonder it could make Lin Taoli's expression change.
"Back then, when I was still an orphan, my master took a fancy to me and took me in as a disciple," He Yiming said proudly. He Wude said proudly, "With Teacher's help, my improvement can be considered faster than others. Furthermore, my talent in alchemy is also better than others. My master has always praised me. "
He Yiming said jokingly, "I know that you later became a registered disciple of Hengshan Sect."
"Yes." He Yiming sighed deeply and said, "Unfortunately, when I was 39 years old, I caused a great disaster."
He Yiming's expression became serious. He knew that this was the crux of the matter. Naturally, he did not dare to neglect it.
"That year, when my master and the others were out, they accidentally encountered a spiritual beast that was more than 500 years old. My master was overjoyed and immediately killed it. He also dug out the Neidan. After that, my master collected many precious herbs and planned to refine the Primordial Golden Elixir, "He Wude murmured.
He Yiming's heart skipped a beat and said, "Grandfather, did you spoil the Golden Elixir?"
He Wude sighed and said, "How could I refine such an important Golden Elixir?"
"Since you did not refine it, then what disaster did you cause?"
He Wude's face showed a touch of shame and said, "At that time, everyone in Hengshan Sect knew that the Primordial Golden Elixir was about to be refined. As long as the Golden Elixir was refined, there would be one person who would have a chance to advance to the Xiantian Realm. "
"One person?"
He Wude looked at him with amusement and said, "Do you think that the Primordial Golden Elixir is the same as the Ultimate Golden Elixir? A 500 year old Neidan can only refine one Primordial Golden Elixir. This is the real reason why there are so few Primordial experts. "
He Yiming nodded and said, "What happened after that?"
"After that …" He Wude shook his head and said, "At that time, I was in shock. When I was choosing the supplementary herbs, I accidentally mixed an underaged herb into the Elixir Furnace."
He Yiming's eyes widened and he immediately understood. Since inferior herbs were mixed in, this Golden Elixir was basically useless.
As expected, He Wude said, "My master was also excited at that time and did not check it. Three days later, the Elixir Furnace was refined. However, it was not a Primordial Golden Elixir, but a few Ultimate Golden Elixirs. The other two elders of Hengshan Sect wanted to kill me, but my master stopped them. However, he could not protect me and could only expel me. However, my master also said that if I could find another 500 year old Neidan, or a descendant of the He family, and cultivate a disciple who could reach the Primordial Realm, then I would be allowed to return to Hengshan Sect. "
He Wude spoke faster and faster, and became more and more excited. In the end, his eyes shone faintly. Clearly, this matter had lingered in his heart for who knew how many years. Now that his wish had come true, he was naturally so excited that he could not control himself.
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