Yuan Lixun had just tidied up the bedding and clothes when she smelled a strong fragrance.
She raised her head in surprise and saw that He Yiming had appeared in the room without her noticing. In his hand, he was carrying something that was bigger than a normal food box.
He Yiming gently weighed the food box in his hand and said with a smile, "Lixun, let's eat together."
The sound that He Yiming heard just now was the sound of Yuan Lixun's stomach moving due to hunger. As a Xiantian master, he could naturally go without food or drink for many days. But if he asked Yuan Lixun to do the same, it would be nonsense.
After seeing the food box in He Yiming's hand, Yuan Lixun was slightly startled. Then, she felt warmth in her heart. In the deepest part of her heart, she softly said, "Mother, it's worth it for your child to follow him …"
He Yiming naturally didn't know that because of his actions, Yuan Lixun's impression of him had improved by another level. The two people finished eating under the candlelight. Yuan Lixun took the initiative to tidy up the tableware and then sent them out.
He Yiming looked at her agile and petite body and his heart was filled with a kind of satisfaction.
His thoughts slowly returned to his body and he quietly sensed the changes brought about by this epiphany.
This epiphany could be said to be an accident. However, in this world, the epiphany of all Xiantian masters could be said to be an accident.
Epiphany was something that all Xiantian masters dreamed of, but there was no Xiantian master who could grasp this situation in advance. For them, it was only after countless years of accumulation that they would be able to achieve a breakthrough in their cultivation in a single day under a special environment.
In the past, Cheng Fu had traveled tens of thousands of miles barefoot and painstakingly cultivated in the Southern Border Archipelago for twenty years. Only after witnessing the eruption of a volcano did he have an epiphany and create a set of fire attribute cultivation method that fused with the sea of lava and fire.
It was the same for the creator of the Seal of Clouds and Rain. Without years of observation and comprehension of these natural wonders, it would be impossible for him to enter such a wondrous state.
However, He Yiming was different. Although he didn't have that kind of experience, in the depths of his mind, he seemed to have engraved the truth of the world into the depths of his soul. When he encountered a certain scene that moved his heart, he would naturally have some kind of magical reaction that helped him smoothly reach this realm.
And that painting was precisely such an opportunity.
No one knew what the artist was thinking when he drew this picture. He actually left all his understanding of the flowing water of the Wind Cloud Mountain Range in this painting.
Of course, if one's cultivation wasn't high enough, or if one didn't learn the same things as him, they would naturally not be able to understand the mysteries within. However, when it landed in He Yiming's hands, under the scorching sun in the sky, and under the various coincidences that happened after he had experienced a hearty battle, he finally understood the profound meaning of this painting.
In that instant, he had another "epiphany".
Tremendous and seemingly boundless true qi surged into his body, causing the amount of true qi that his body could absorb to reach a shocking level.
At this moment, as long as his heart moved slightly, the tremendous true qi would immediately wreak havoc in his body like a storm. The three hundred acupuncture points were filled with true qi.
However, there were still some differences from what Yu Jinglei had described. The true qi in these acupuncture points didn't have different attributes. Instead, it was like his dantian, pitch-black, like a boundless black hole.
No, it was a total of three hundred and sixty black holes that could contain all kinds of energy.
In He Yiming's perception, these black holes had a faint feeling that they were about to be filled. It was like the water in a large water tank had already reached the mouth of the tank, and as long as a ladle was added, it would overflow.
Of course, this was only a feeling he had. Moreover, only God knew how long it would take for the last ladle of water to be added. In any case, it would definitely take longer than He Yiming felt.
He Yiming took a deep breath, and the true qi in his body returned to its original state, and calmed down again. He understood that today's inexplicable epiphany had shortened the time he needed to cultivate the Martial Dao by at least a few decades.
As long as the last ladle of water was filled, then the words "when the conditions are right, success will follow naturally" could be perfectly reflected in his body.
Taking out the painting from his bosom, He Yiming opened it again, and quietly looked at everything on it. The sky, the earth, the mountains, the water, the clouds, the fog … and the sound of wind and rain that seemed to exist in it.
After a long time, He Yiming finally closed the painting slowly, and his eyes were full of admiration.
Although he didn't know who the artist of this painting was, he was sure of one thing, and that was that this person must be a Xiantian Master who had never been seen before, and who was extremely terrifying.
In front of this Xiantian Master, He Yiming's power was like a child's house, not worth mentioning at all.
He didn't exaggerate at all, because when the artist painted this painting, what he depicted was not the scene of the outside world, but the hills and ravines in his heart.
In that person's heart, there was a world, and he had already completely grasped the power of that side in his heart.
Only in this way could he depict this side of the world in the form of pen and ink, and preserve it.
For a human body and will to be able to contain a part of the world, how shocking was this? Even Yu Jinglei would not be able to do that.
Therefore, although Yu Jinglei and the Medicine Man saw this ink painting on the tree and felt that it was extraordinary, they couldn't understand it. Unlike He Yiming, they couldn't sense the huge amount of information contained in it.
The door was gently pushed open, and He Yiming didn't even need to turn around to know who came in.
Yuan Lixun came to a corner of the room and lit an incense stick. Looking at the wisps of smoke rising in spirals, she asked softly, "Young Master, do you still have to do your homework today?"
He Yiming nodded steadily, and said, "Of course." There was a hint of joy in his voice, and he said, "Today's epiphany is extremely important to me. Not only did my cultivation increase greatly, but I also understood some things that I couldn't understand before. "He sighed," Unfortunately, an opportunity like this can only be encountered and not sought after. "
Yuan Lixun nodded elegantly and lamented with him, "Yes, young master, the number of times you can have epiphanies is too few. If you can have them every day, your cultivation won't be so difficult."
He Yiming was slightly startled, then smiled at Yuan Lixun. Although the two of them knew that it was only an extravagant hope that could never be realized, saying it out loud made their states of mind a lot more cheerful.
Yuan Lixun came to He Yiming's side and sat down like him, then casually asked, "Young master, what have you thought through?"
He Yiming said seriously, "I've thought through the thousands of paths, and I've thought through the principle of doing things my own way."
Yuan Lixun blinked her beautiful big eyes, which were full of questions.
He Yiming chuckled, and said, "Before I came to Heng Mountain, Master Shui Xuanjin told me that there are endless mysterious techniques left behind by the seniors, and there are also countless attribute abilities in the world that can be cultivated to the limit. A person's life is limited, and it's impossible to master all of them, so he advised me to choose one path to cultivate, so that I can climb to the peak of the great path as soon as possible. "
Yuan Lixun thought seriously, and said, "Master Shui is right."
He Yiming smiled faintly and said, "But today, when I met the Great Elder of Hengshan, Martial Uncle Yu Jinglei, he told me that because I have the talent to cultivate four of the basic five elements at the same time, I will have a great advantage in cultivating martial arts. Especially when it comes to nourishing the acupoints and connecting the line between life and death, I will also have a great advantage."
Yuan Lixun's face froze for a moment, and she thought for a moment, and finally said, "Since it's the Great Elder's words, then there must be a reason. Young master, you should keep it in mind."
He Yiming laughed, and said, "This is reasonable, that is also reasonable. Then tell me, what should I choose?"
Yuan Lixun immediately frowned, but with her knowledge of martial arts, it was impossible to answer this question.
He Yiming stretched out his hand and gently smoothed out the frown between her eyebrows, and said, "Don't think so much. The answer is very simple, and that is to listen to both, and not to listen to either."
Yuan Lixun's eyes were filled with surprise. She never thought that it would be such an ambiguous answer.
He Yiming explained calmly. Although his voice was not loud, it seemed to have a magical power, and it was so gentle that it made people feel like they were in a dream.
"Every person is unique, and every person's physique is completely independent. No matter how powerful the cultivation methods created by the seniors are, they were created according to their own physical characteristics. Even if the juniors cultivate these cultivation methods to the extreme, they will not be able to surpass the creator of the cultivation method. Moreover, every person will have their own understanding when they cultivate the cultivation method. Those understandings may be the best for them, but they may not be correct for others. "
Indeed, there were never two people who were exactly the same in the world. Even if they were twins, there would still be some differences.
The same teaching materials, the same teaching methods, but the students taught would still have differences in their strengths and weaknesses.
He Yiming only understood this after his conversation with Yu Jinglei and his epiphany today. If not for this opportunity, he would still be at a loss as to how to proceed on the path of martial arts.
With a devout attitude, He Yiming placed the drawing flat on his hands. Slowly, his hands turned red. The paper placed on his hands was just an ordinary piece of paper. Under the gradually rising temperature, it naturally curled up, turned yellow, and became charred. Finally, it turned into a piece of black ash.
Yuan Lixun looked at He Yiming in surprise. Of course, she knew the value of this painting, and she also knew that He Yiming's breakthrough today was all because of this painting. However, she could not figure out why He Yiming would destroy this painting just like that.
However, she did not question him, but just watched silently.
He Yiming quietly watched all the black ash dissipate. His voice was still very low, but it was full of an indescribable firmness, "From now on, all the secret arts will be my reference. I want to create a path that is completely my own."
Yuan Lixun's eyes suddenly lit up. At this point, she understood He Yiming's intention. It turned out that this ridiculously young man wanted to create a martial arts path that was exclusive to him.
For a moment, Yuan Lixun's big eyes were full of admiration. She looked at the man in front of her, as if she was looking at her whole world.
After He Yiming finished his bold words as if he was swearing an oath, his heart suddenly relaxed. He glanced at the black and gray paper basket that had basically dissipated and thought to himself, "One day, I will also be able to draw a world..."
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In the blink of an eye, it was February again.
Spiritual Medicine Peak was peaceful. Although He Yiming had already obtained the approval of the Highest Elder, Yu Jinglei, he could have chosen any of the nearby mountains to build a palace that was completely his.
During this process, the entire Mount Heng lineage of more than a thousand people would be at his disposal unconditionally. However, He Yiming did not make a big fuss. Instead, he chose to stay on Spiritual Medicine Peak.
Every day, apart from practicing martial arts, he would ask the Medicine Man for advice on the art of alchemy.
The Medicine Man had been immersed in alchemy for more than a hundred years. When he saw that He Yiming was so interested, he was naturally ecstatic. There was no reason for him to hide anything, and naturally taught him everything he knew. Perhaps, the only thing he was worried about was that He Yiming suddenly lost interest. If that happened, then what he had learned in his life would really be lost.
During this second month, the only major event was that Elder Lian Yi of the Windfire Peak had returned from the distant mountain forest without a hitch.
However, his luck was obviously not very good. Although he brought back a spirit beast Neidan, it was not a Connate Neidan that was more than five hundred years old. For Mount Heng, which was full of spirit energy, this kind of Neidan was actually dispensable.
This was because there was no lack of disciples who had cultivated to the peak of the tenth level of inner strength as long as they were talented enough to live in this place. This was what the disciples of the aristocratic families were most envious of.
When Lian Yi found out that He Yiming had joined Mount Heng, he was also very happy. At this point, other than Yu Xichen, who had not yet returned, the rest of the three great elders of Mount Heng had all arrived.
However, Yu Jinglei and the others obviously could not wait any longer. After a simple discussion among the elders, including He Yiming, they all decided to let the Medicine Man refine the Connate Golden Pill at the same time.
He Yiming's knowledge of pills was no longer the same as it was in the past. However, when it came to the preparation process of refining the Connate Golden Pill, he still had no say in it.
After learning the lesson from forty years ago, all of the supplementary materials were personally selected by the Medicine Man one by one.
For this reason, he even checked several times to make sure that there were no mistakes.
When He Yiming saw the supplementary materials, he finally understood why He Wude insisted on giving away the two Connate Golden Pills.
It was because the supplementary materials to refine the Connate Golden Pill were extremely expensive. Some of them were rare plants with thousands of years of history. Although these items were not as precious as the Connate Neidan, they were treasures that ordinary people and even the royal families of the northwestern countries could not ask for.
If it were not for the unique geographical environment and the precious herb garden on Spiritual Medicine Peak, the Mount Heng lineage would not have been able to gather these precious supplementary materials.
In order to prepare these supplementary materials, as well as the steps of drying, grinding, and processing, it took another half a month.
Finally, before the new year was about to arrive, the Medicine Man and the others were finally done with all the preparations and began to refine the Connate Golden Pill in seclusion.
The entrance to the cave slowly closed under the watchful eyes of the crowd. Even with Yu Jinglei's status as a Supreme Elder, he was not allowed to enter.
On Spiritual Medicine Peak, at the final juncture of refining the Connate Golden Pill, the Medicine Man was undoubtedly the most important person. No one could go against his wishes.
In the number one alchemy room of the cave abode, the Medicine Man and He Yiming stood side by side. They looked at the bronze cauldron in front of them with sincere hearts.
Originally, He Yiming was supposed to be the assistant alchemist. However, now that he had Yiming, there was no need for him to be there. Moreover, during the refinement of the Connate Golden Pill, the temperature in the alchemy room would surely reach a terrifying height. It was not something that a Postnatal Realm expert like He Yiming could withstand for a long time.
In the end, the Medicine Man decided to let He Yiming, who had only studied for a month, take He Yiming's place.
For He Yiming, this was a rare experience, so he naturally agreed to it.
At this moment, the two of them were standing in front of the bronze cauldron for the final inspection.
He Yiming touched his chest and finally made up his mind. He asked, "Medicine Elder, how confident are you in refining the pill this time?"
The Medicine Man smiled and said, "Nobody dares to say that they're absolutely confident in refining the Connate Golden Pill. However, you brought a mutated Connate Spirit Beast, a Neidan, this time, so the success rate won't be too low. "
He Yiming nodded and suddenly took out an item from his chest. He asked, "Medicine Elder, do you think this item can be used?"
The Medicine Daoist looked over in surprise. Suddenly, his eyes widened. He reached out and grabbed the item. After looking at it seriously for a while, he asked in surprise and joy, "Berry-Less? How did you get such a good item? "
He Yiming chuckled and replied, "I came across it by chance. See if you can use it."
"Of course." The Medicine Man nodded without hesitation and said, "Initially, I was only 50% confident that I could successfully refine both Connate Golden Pills. However, since the Berry-Less exists, there's at least an 80% chance of success. "
He Yiming also nodded his head slightly. He finally understood the true value of this item.
No wonder Xie Nuanyi was so elated when she obtained the Berry-Less back then. It turned out that the item really had an unimaginable magical effect. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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