It was winter in Taicang County, and the air was crisp and sweet. Early in the morning, the backyard of the He Family Manor was filled with the roars of the third generation disciples as they practiced.
In the corner of the manor, the door to the courtyard where the third generation disciples lived opened quietly. A human figure flashed past in a ghost-like manner and stood in the middle of the courtyard without making a sound.
He Yiming raised his head and looked at the sky. He let out a long breath and condensed a white mist in the morning air.
It had been five months since the last time he killed Hu Bin. In these five months, He Yiming did not leave the house and cultivated in seclusion in his room for five whole months.
Of course, his cultivation was far from reaching the stage where he did not need to eat or drink. He only needed to eat, drink, and defecate in his room. When the time came, there would naturally be servants to clean up.
This was the biggest benefit of cultivating for the disciples of aristocratic families. If he was from a poor family, he would definitely not be able to be so carefree.
In these five months of cultivation, He Yiming's strength increased by leaps and bounds. He once again reached the peak of the seventh layer of inner strength and touched the barrier of this layer of cultivation.
If this speed was told to others, it would definitely be inconceivable and unbelievable. However, at this time, He Yiming was already numb to the so-called miracles that appeared one after another. Therefore, when he reached this level, he did not panic like last time. Instead, he calmly accepted it.
Of course, due to his usual habit, he did not tell anyone about this news. Even his biological parents did not know.
In these five months, He Yiming's biggest gain was not only his inner strength cultivation, but also the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, which gave him a great surprise.
This set of techniques was not limited to palm techniques. It was stated in the secret manual that regardless of whether one used a broadsword or a long axe, one could use the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms.
He Yiming tried it in the secret room and it did not disappoint him. This set of techniques could be used bare-handed or with a weapon. However, the book specifically mentioned that if this technique was used on the battlefield with a heavy axe, then it would definitely be invincible and its power would be displayed to the fullest.
But when he thought about the weight of the heavy axe and the amount of Inner Strength consumed when using this Cultivation Method, He Yiming automatically ignored these words.
During this period of time, what he practiced the most was to integrate the six forms that he had already learned into his palm and saber techniques. Logically speaking, if one wanted to reach this step, it was not something that could be done by working hard behind closed doors. If one did not have sufficient fighting experience and training, then there would definitely be problems in certain areas.
But inexplicably, He Yiming did it. He successfully integrated the Six Forms into his own combat skills and inner strength. This process was not complicated. Just like before, it was naturally completed when the conditions were right.
Everything went so smoothly that even He Yiming himself was puzzled. However, He Yiming, who had become careless, was not surprised by this and naturally acknowledged this matter.
After all, for a youth who was able to break through the Inner Strength barrier twice in a year, what other miracle in training could surprise him?
With the previous experience, after He Yiming reached the peak of the seventh layer, he immediately left the room and walked towards the library.
On the way, he heard the sound of morning exercises coming from the backyard and his heart was filled with emotions. In less than a year, he had changed from a disciple of the fifth layer of Inner Strength who had to go to the backyard every morning to a cultivator who had touched the edge of the eighth layer of Inner Strength. This experience was like a dream, it was hard to imagine.
He collected his thoughts, went around the backyard, and entered the library.
Every time he came to this big courtyard, he could feel two pairs of eyes patrolling his body. These two pairs of eyes were naturally his uncle and the old servant in the manor.
Their duty was to guard the library, but they did not prohibit third generation disciples who had reached the sixth layer of Inner Strength from entering. This was what He Yiming appreciated the most.
He familiarly entered the library and closed his eyes again. He casually came in front of a bookshelf and reached out to pull out a secret manual.
He opened his eyes and looked at the bookshelf first. He could not help but be startled, then he bitterly smiled and walked in front of the earth element bookshelf. Slightly shaking his head, he flipped open the secret manual in his hand and smiled bitterly.
Breath Holding Technique: Earth Element Internal Strength Auxiliary Secret Manual.
This secret manual was not much different from the ordinary Turtle Breathing Technique. It controlled the body's functions and imitated the hibernation of animals.
It was similar to the wood element auxiliary secret manual he picked last time, the Toughening Technique. This secret manual did not have much of an effect on increasing Inner Strength. It could only be used in certain special situations. To the vast majority of cultivators, this was actually a kind of cultivation method that was of little value.
But since he already picked this one, He Yiming just went with the flow. In any case, his goal wasn't to cultivate any new Internal Strength main cultivation method, but to break through the Internal Strength barrier and cultivate a new method, that's all.
He Yiming hurriedly finished copying the thin book of Breath Holding Technique. He hesitated for a while before taking out the Rolling Stone Fist and Soft Palm once again. Soon after, he extracted the eighth layer of the technique.
If he did not calculate incorrectly, then these two secret manuals could be put to use very soon.
After he finished copying and tidying everything up, He Yiming hurriedly left. He did not pay a visit to his uncle He Quanxin. If he let the old man see the secret manual he copied, he was afraid that he would be taught a lesson.
After returning to his secret room, He Yiming immediately relaxed.
He took out the Breath Holding Technique and began to slowly ponder the meaning of it. Today, He Yiming was already a cultivator who had reached the seventh layer of Inner Strength. Among the younger generation of the He Family Village, he was definitely second to none.
The Breath Holding Technique was only an auxiliary secret manual of the earth element secret manual. As long as one's Inner Strength reached the fifth layer, they could cultivate it. Naturally, it was not difficult for He Yiming.
After half an hour, he had already memorized the contents in his heart. Then he put the book away and began to cultivate this secret manual.
Although it was the first time he cultivated this auxiliary secret manual, He Yiming was full of confidence. Reality did not disappoint him. After only an hour, he successfully mastered this auxiliary secret manual.
According to the requirements of the Breath Holding Technique, He Yiming suddenly stopped breathing. Even his body temperature seemed to have cooled down.
If He Wude were to see his progress in cultivating this cultivation method, he would definitely get a huge shock. This was because in just an hour, He Yiming had already cultivated this secret manual to the peak level. Once he used all his strength, whether it was his breathing, heartbeat, or changes in his skin, they all reached a very high standard. Even if He Wude used it personally, it would not be as good.
However, He Yiming's thoughts were not on this secret manual. After he succeeded in cultivating it, he immediately turned to cultivating the Mixed Yuan Force. When his Inner Strength accumulated to the peak of the seventh layer, it suddenly rushed toward the meridians of the eighth layer.
Like dripping water penetrating a stone, an extremely small hole appeared on the seemingly unbreakable seven-layer barrier.
This small hole was so small that it could only allow a very thin strand of Inner Strength to rush through.
However, a thousand-mile dike would collapse because of an ant's hole.
It was because of the existence of this hole that He Yiming finally found an outlet for the huge amount of Inner Strength accumulated in the meridians of the eighth layer. An endless stream of Inner Strength flowed through this small hole into the new meridians. Under the continuous impact of the huge amount of Inner Strength, this small hole became bigger and bigger.
Finally, the Inner Strength that had accumulated to the peak poured down like an avalanche, breaking through all of Ducet's obstacles. The massive amount of Inner Energy flowed endlessly through the meridians of the Eighth Level, as if it was letting out a cry of joy.
He Yiming's body slowly trembled. He silently felt the vibration of the meridians in his body. Even his body was cooperating with this vibration according to a certain frequency.
His heart was filled with joy. This was a kind of joy that came from the bottom of his heart after advancing to a higher level.
At the eighth layer, he had easily crossed the peak of the seventh layer and the final Inner Strength barrier. He had surpassed He Yitian, the number one person in the third generation of the He Family Manor, and reached a level where he was on par with his father and third uncle.
Although He Yiming had just advanced to the eighth layer of Inner Strength, he was confident that if he were to fight evenly with his father and third uncle, he would be the final victor.
This was because he still had a strange battle skill in his hands, the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms.
The power of this battle skill was not to be underestimated. It was far from what ordinary battle skills could compare to. He Yiming had a feeling that as long as he used this battle skill, he would definitely be able to challenge those of a higher level. As for opponents of the same level, if the opponent did not have a battle skill that could contend with it, then he would definitely be invincible among those of the same level.
He once again raised the water-type Ripple Technique. This time, it was even easier. The eighth layer of the Ripple Technique seemed to have been achieved naturally. There was not even the slightest feeling of hindrance.
After that, He Yiming stood up and practiced the Rolling Stone Fist, Soft Palm, and the seventh and eighth forms of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms a few times.
In just one day's time, he had already mastered all the secret manuals that he needed to cultivate. Even He Yiming, who was already used to such a speed, couldn't help but sigh with emotion once again.
PS: These few days, White Crane has been dizzy. My phone actually stopped working because it owed money. I am completely speechless!
If I had a friend's message yesterday, it would not show up.
Sorry, sorry.
Also, I wish my friends a happy new year ^ _ ^
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