After returning to his courtyard, He Yiming looked at the two Xiantian secret manuals in his hands. After hesitating for a while, he finally put away the Raging Inferno Technique and flipped open the Withered Wood Technique.
After seeing He Yiming's actions, Yuan Lixun immediately closed the door of the courtyard as if they had a telepathic connection. Although He Yiming did not give any hints, as long as she saw the expression on He Yiming's face at this moment, Yuan Lixun had already guessed that he was definitely going to devote himself to the cultivation of some kind of martial arts.
After opening the Withered Wood Technique manual, He Yiming did not directly flip through the Xiantian cultivation method in the middle. Instead, he started from the first word in the first row and read it word by word silently.
These contents were not unfamiliar to him at all. Ever since he had cultivated the Withered Wood Technique to the peak of the tenth level, he had not flipped through it again. However, at this moment, when he read it again, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have a new understanding.
At this moment, although the Wood Technique that he was cultivating was still the Withered Wood Technique, due to his special physique, the five elements had merged into one, and the few acquired techniques had produced new subtle changes.
Among them, the biggest changes were undoubtedly the Mixed Yuan Force and the Ripple Technique.
The arduous practice of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, as well as the numerous epiphanies, had led to an unexpected improvement in these two elemental techniques. Even compared to a true Xiantian technique, they were not inferior.
In terms of the application of the other three techniques, they were slightly inferior.
However, at this moment, after he had obtained the Xiantian version of the Withered Wood Technique and the Raging Inferno Technique, he had absolute confidence that he would be able to make up for the gap between the two techniques.
He Yiming flipped through the entire Postnatal content of the Withered Wood Technique page by page. He closed his eyes, and the Genuine Qi in his body circulated. It actually simulated the Internal Strength in the way it circulated in his body according to the route of the Postnatal technique.
From the first level to the tenth level, it easily rushed out of his body and formed some kind of connection with the power of the outside world.
The moment the True Qi rushed out of his body, a strong sense of comfort spread throughout his body.
He Yiming let out a long sigh. His heart was filled with emotions.
In the past, in order to be able to step into the Xiantian realm, He Yiming could be said to have done his best. In the end, under the coincidence of fate, he successfully advanced.
And now, he seemed to be revising his past experiences once again. It was just that the cultivation method he used to break through had changed from the fire attribute to the wood attribute. Moreover, the feeling of being able to use it to his heart's content did not seem to have decreased in the slightest.
After the chaotic True Qi flowed through his body, it transformed into Wood True Qi and connected with the energy of the outside world.
He Yiming, who was used to switching his zhenqi attribute to metal, wind, cloud, rain, and mist, was unfamiliar with this feeling.
If it was metal-attributed True Qi, then he could cultivate the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms. If it was water-attributed True Qi or wind-attributed True Qi, then he could transform into a mountain rain, clouds and mist, and become the wind and rain that drifted in the mountain forest.
However, when he switched his zhenqi to wood, he felt at a loss.
After staring blankly for a long time, he finally discovered that although cultivating the Withered Wood Technique could also increase the chaotic True Qi in his body, this speed was far inferior to cultivating the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms and the Wind, Cloud, Rain, and Mist.
He sighed softly and finally flipped to the page of the Houtian tenth level of the Withered Wood Technique.
After this page, there was a genuine Xiantian cultivation method.
The Withered Wood Technique, the incantation and diagram of the wood attribute Xiantian cultivation method.
He Yiming's eyes faintly lit up, like a child who had suddenly seen his favorite toy. His entire mind was immediately attracted by the contents of this book.
He Yiming silently recited each word. At this moment, every word of this secret book was like a gem in his eyes. Almost every sentence spoke to the bottom of his heart, making him feel as if he was suddenly enlightened.
Especially when he flipped to the last annotation, he became even more enraptured.
After a long time, He Yiming finally withdrew his gaze. He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then flipped open the secret book again and read it from beginning to end.
After doing this three times, He Yiming put down the book and let out a long breath.
When he opened his eyes, there was a hint of unconcealable exhaustion in his eyes.
Even with his valiant strength as a Xiantian Master, he still showed such an expression. It was evident how much effort he had expended just now.
The first thing He Yiming saw when he pushed open the door was Yuan Lixun.
At this moment, she had already closed the door of the courtyard. She took a chair and sat outside the door of the room where he was cultivating in seclusion.
Although her inner force had reached the sixth level, she was inconspicuous compared to the many disciples in Spiritual Medicine Peak. Nevertheless, as long as she was sitting there, even the Medicine Man would not barge in if he were to come personally.
When she heard the sound of the door opening, Yuan Lixun turned around and smiled brightly at him. Her face was bright like the clear sky after the rain, which was a different kind of charm.
He Yiming was slightly stunned. His eyes focused, then he returned to normal.
"Young Master, did you succeed?" Yuan Lixun asked gently.
He Yiming did not deliberately express anything, but there was a hint of exhaustion on his face. This caused Yuan Lixun to be extremely shocked. She had rarely seen such an expression on He Yiming's face. Even after his battle with Cheng Fu, he was still in high spirits.
She really did not know what technique it was that made Young Master spend so much effort on it.
He Yiming could not help but laugh. He knew that Yuan Lixun misunderstood that he was studying a technique. He Yiming thought about it and said sincerely, "Lixun, I was reading a secret manual just now. I wasn't cultivating any technique."
Yuan Lixun looked at the room in shock. 'A technique that made Young Master put so much effort into it? Could it be … '
She looked envious. If it was possible, she wanted to learn a Xiantian technique too. However, it was a pity that she knew her own limits. In this lifetime, she would never have the chance to step into the Xiantian Realm.
"Young Master …" Yuan Lixun finally could not help but ask, "Is this book helpful to you?"
He Yiming nodded honestly and said, "Yes, to me, this book has undoubtedly enlightened me, allowing me to be enlightened." Looking at Yuan Lixun, whose eyes were gradually shining, He Yiming smiled bitterly and said, "Lixun, this is a wood-based technique. It's different from the one you're cultivating."
A hint of disappointment flashed across Yuan Lixun's eyes.
In fact, for any cultivator, if there was a Xiantian secret manual in front of them but they were unable to cultivate it, it would be so painful that it would almost make them commit suicide.
Although Yuan Lixun did not put all her attention on martial arts, she could not avoid it.
He Yiming looked at her carefully, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Lixun, for us cultivators, the stronger the technique is, the better it is. The more suitable it is, the better it is!"
Yuan Lixun's beautiful eyes suddenly looked up and met He Yiming's clear eyes. She seemed to have figured something out and nodded heavily, saying, "Thank you, Young Master."
He Yiming waved his hand and was happy for her.
Even though they were aware of this matter, how many people could control their desires and not touch it when an innate secret book was placed in front of them?
The fact that Yuan Lixun was able to figure this out so quickly had already made He Yiming feel both surprised and happy.
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Inside the herb garden, He Yiming's eyes were slightly closed. He stretched out his hands and slowly stroked a towering ancient tree that was unknown how old it was.
At this moment, an airflow that ordinary people could not feel was slowly flowing on his body.
Slowly, a smile that came from the bottom of his heart appeared on his face.
After reading the Withered Wood Technique manual and notes given by the Medicine Man, He Yiming finally understood. In order to achieve the best Xiantian vital Qi cultivation method, one must cultivate in the most suitable place.
For example, the Water-type Ripple Technique should be cultivated in the sea or on a waterway to achieve the best effect. Although this effect was far from being comparable to an epiphany, if compared with the effect of He Yiming's usual cultivation, it was much faster.
Therefore, after He Yiming read the Withered Wood Art's Xiantian cultivation method and the things to take note of, he felt as if the clouds in front of him had been lifted.
In order to cultivate the Withered Wood Technique, one must naturally choose to cultivate in the deep mountains and forests. However, after more than a hundred years of trial and error, the Medicine Man realized that cultivating in the herb garden at the back of Spiritual Medicine Peak was more effective.
Therefore, He Yiming came to the herb garden and chose the largest old tree according to the manual's instructions. He slowly infused his Wood-type vital Qi into it.
As the vital Qi continued to spread, He Yiming could even see the veins and stripes of the giant tree in his mind.
Once again, he was enlightened. It turned out that plants in nature had veins that belonged to them, just like humans and animals.
However, these veins were hidden very deeply, and not everyone could easily see them.
Only a Wood-type Xiantian Master like him could use his Wood-type vital Qi to explore the mysteries within.
As the Wood-type vital Qi continued to spread along the veins of the giant tree, He Yiming suddenly had a strange feeling. It was as if he had become the giant tree, or rather, the giant tree had become a part of his body, extending his spirit and consciousness.
It was a rather strange feeling. Although it was not as exaggerated as an epiphany, it was still a different feeling.
The Xiantian Zhen Qi passed through the big tree and spread out in all directions, constantly coming into contact with some kind of strange energy that pervaded the outside world. Every leaf, every branch, and even the whole tree was absorbing the mysterious energy in the space. Slowly, the energy began to gather in one direction from the countless leaves and branches.
The tree's veins seemed to have become the meridians in He Yiming's body, continuously absorbing the energy into his body.
This was the energy of life, which represented the power of life.
The pine, cypress, locust tree, and elm tree were strong and straight, thriving …
Suddenly, He Yiming somewhat understood. Among the Five Elements, the power represented by the Wood Element was actually so powerful and inconceivable.
At this moment, there was a trace of sparkling and translucent liquid in his eyes. His whole body and mind were immersed in a kind of emotion that made his eyes brim with tears.
He completely opened up his heart and wholeheartedly sensed this magical feeling.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally woke up from this emotional state.
It was not until now that he realized that he had successfully achieved the Xiantian cultivation method recorded in the secret book, and it seemed that he had completed it unexpectedly well.
The vital Qi in his body circulated slightly, and suddenly there was a feeling of surging sea.
After this round of cultivation, his True Qi had reached a higher level of enlightenment. Although it was not as strong as after the epiphany, the extent of the improvement was far beyond his expectations.
Looking up at the giant tree, He Yiming was deep in thought.
The size of the giant tree was much larger than a person, and the area it covered and the area it touched with the void was countless times larger than that of a human. Although the veins of the giant tree absorbed a large amount of the power of life as it absorbed energy from the outside world, the total amount of energy absorbed still far exceeded that of a person cultivating alone.
Sweeping his gaze around, He Yiming felt a surge of pride in his heart.
After mastering this method, he became even more confident in his future martial arts cultivation.
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When He Yiming was completely immersed in this new way of cultivation, he did not notice that the Medicine Man had also come to the herb garden. After staying there for a while, he nodded his head in satisfaction and left.
When he left, his eyes were filled with ecstasy, but there was also some emotion and shock.
He knew that He Yiming's talent in the Wood-type was so high that it had reached a legendary level. But when he saw that He Yiming had only used a day to master the true essence of the Withered Wood Technique, he was still extremely surprised.
The Medicine Man was also a martial cultivation genius. Otherwise, he would not have been able to rely on his own strength to use the Way of Fire and Wood to reach the Connate Stage.
After entering the Connate Stage, it took him more than ten years to slowly master the Connate cultivation methods of the Fire Technique and the Withered Wood Technique. Before that, his cultivation progress was extremely slow, and it was not as fast as it would be in the future.
In his opinion, even if He Yiming was a heaven-sent genius, he was still a genius. But to completely master the Connate cultivation methods of the Fire Technique and the Withered Wood Technique, it would take at least a year.
But the scene just now told him a fact.
A true genius could not be measured by common sense.
Thinking about what he had just seen with his own eyes, his heart was filled with emotion.
It was definitely a joyous occasion for such a genius to become a disciple of Mount Heng, but it might not be a good thing for him if he spent too much time with this genius. At the very least, his confidence in practicing martial arts would be put to the test in the future.
The Medicine Man didn't stay in the herb garden for too long. He had already left before He Yiming finished his training.
As soon as he returned to his cave abode, he saw Ho Wuzhen waiting for him with a face full of joy. Ho Wuzhen immediately stepped forward when he saw him and said, "Master, the Main Peak just sent word that Grand-uncle-master has returned."
The Medicine Man raised his eyebrows and said happily, "Grand-uncle-master has returned?"
"Yes."
"Good." The Medicine Man waved his sleeve and laughed before turning to leave.
When the Medicine Daoist heard that the Hengshan branch's grand elder had returned, the bit of jealousy that had welled up in his heart vanished without a trace.
As long as he could gain the Great Supreme Elder's recognition, He Yiming would immediately become the fourth official elder of Mount Heng. More importantly, his Spiritual Medicine Peak would have a successor.
The Medicine Man moved as fast as lightning. Although he was between two peaks, he arrived at the Main Peak in just the time it took for a stick of incense to burn.
The Main Peak was without a doubt the tallest peak in Mount Heng. It was also the peak that He Wude had brought He Yiming and the others to for the first time.
As one of the three great elders, the Medicine Man's face was the best form of identification. Along the way, all the disciples of Mount Heng bowed and greeted him respectfully when they saw him. A short while later, he arrived at a separate courtyard behind the Main Peak.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, he heard a familiar, deep voice from inside, "Please come in, Medicine Elder."
The Medicine Man pushed the door open without any hesitation. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a thin but steady old man.
The old man had a pair of large eyes. His dark, shiny eyes seemed to be filled with infinite wisdom and alertness. He was Yu Jinglei, the only remaining senior expert of the Hengshan bloodline.
Yu Jinglei smiled when he saw the Medicine Man enter. "Medicine Elder, you've never visited without a reason. Is there something important that you've come in such a hurry today?"
The Medicine Man smiled awkwardly. Whether it was strength, seniority, or age, the old man before him was much older than him.
Even the Medicine Man, who had a high level of cultivation in Hundred Scatter Heaven, dared not show the slightest disrespect in front of him.
The Medicine Man bowed slightly and asked first, "Senior uncle, did you gain anything from your trip this time?"
Yu Jinglei sighed deeply. He did not hide the trace of regret in his eyes. "It's easier said than done to find a connate spiritual beast. I still came up empty-handed this time. "
The Medicine Man was not surprised. As the old man had said, if connate spiritual beasts could be found so easily, there would be as many connate powerhouses in the world as there were hairs on a cow.
Yu Jinglei seemed to hesitate for a moment. "It'll be the new year in a month. I plan to make a trip there after the new year. "
The Medicine Man was shocked. "Senior uncle, you mustn't. That's not a place where we humans can set foot in."
Yu Jinglei smiled bitterly. "I know, but I's getting old. If I don't take the risk now, I'll be in a few decades. Even if I want to take the risk, I won't be able to in a few decades. "
The Medicine Man slapped his forehead. "Senior uncle, there's something I forgot to report to you."
"What is it?"
"My disciple, He Wude, who was expelled from the sect in the past, has returned to Mount Heng," the Medicine Man said solemnly.
Yu Jinglei said nonchalantly, "You've finally found him. You've worked hard."
The Medicine Man's expression remained solemn as he replied, "Uncle-Master, He Wude didn't come alone. His grandson, He Yiming, came with him."
Yu Jinglei paused, then smiled. "He Wude is your disciple. If his grandson wants to join Mount Heng, you can make the decision yourself. Just pick a master for him."
The Medicine Man looked embarrassed. "Senior uncle, I'm afraid there's no one else in Mount Heng who can be his master other than you."
"Why?" Yu Jinglei asked in surprise.
The Medicine Man puffed out his chest. "Because He Yiming is a connate master," he said proudly.
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