After completing this series of training, He Yiming finally let out a long sigh of relief. The huge rock that had been hanging in his heart for the past few months was finally put down.
Five months ago, he could clearly feel the sharp killing intent coming from Second Grandpa Xu Xiangci.
He Yiming did not have the slightest chance of winning against a cultivator who had reached the eighth level of Internal Strength. Thinking that there was actually such an expert lurking in the dark, eyeing him covetously, He Yiming's hair stood on end and he felt uncomfortable all over.
However, at this moment, he was no longer afraid. Instead, his heart was restless. If there was a chance, he would not mind meeting Xu Xiangci again and secretly compete with him. Of course, if he could win and teach him a lesson, that would be the best thing.
Slowly calming down, He Yiming silently thought about the earth-shaking changes that had happened in the past year.
He knew that the source of all this was the fortuitous encounter in the lake that day. If it wasn't for that strange and mysterious opportunity, then today's He Yiming would still be that little guy who was vexed about how to break through to the fifth level of internal strength, and would never be a high-level cultivator who had reached the eighth level of internal strength.
After nearly a year of training, He Yiming had gradually adapted to the changes in his body.
Moreover, he had concluded that there were a few unique characteristics in his body.
First of all, as long as he was willing to calm down and cultivate, no matter what kind of cultivation method he was cultivating, whether it was a main cultivation method of inner strength, a combat technique, or even an auxiliary cultivation method, his inner strength would increase. Although the rate of increase was different, there was no mistake about it.
And this, perhaps, was the reason why He Yiming's Internal Strength cultivation speed was so fast.
In addition to this particularity, when He Yiming's Internal Strength cultivation reached the peak of a certain stage and touched this layer of barrier, as long as he chose a new cultivation method, even if it was just an auxiliary Internal Strength cultivation method, he could easily break through the barrier in front of him and reach a higher level.
This was absolutely heaven-defying to the extreme. Although He Yiming was not old, he was not the kind of genius who was known to be smart. However, he also understood that this kind of thing could not be told to anyone. Even if it was someone close, it was absolutely not allowed.
Furthermore, ever since the fortuitous encounter at the bottom of the lake, no matter what kind of cultivation method He Yiming practiced, he would be able to master it extremely quickly. Especially those combat skills and cultivation methods, he could easily reach the pinnacle level.
What was even more inconceivable to him was that his physique seemed to have undergone an inexplicable change. No matter what kind of cultivation method it was, he seemed to be able to cultivate it. Moreover, the speed and effect of his cultivation were enough to make anyone dumbfounded.
Not only that, He Yiming's true strength did not seem to be eye-catching. When he showed how strong his strength was, in the eyes of outsiders, he was indeed this strong. This could be confirmed from the fact that He Wude hadn't noticed that he had broken through to the sixth level long ago.
It was because of all these strange changes that allowed him to reach the eighth level of Internal Strength in less than a year. Even in the entire Taicang County, his true strength was definitely in the top five.
Of course, this was only his speculation. It was not confirmed through actual combat, so it was not accurate.
After putting everything away, He Yiming returned to his room. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a bell outside the door. He was slightly startled, but when he opened the door, he immediately saw his Third Uncle, He Quanyi, standing at the courtyard's entrance with a smile.
He quickly went forward to welcome He Quanyi into the room. Yiming asked respectfully, "Third Uncle, why did you come personally? If there's anything, you could've asked the servants to inform me."
He Quanyi laughed heartily and said, "You've been cultivating in isolation for the past few months. You really didn't leave the house at all. You didn't even attend the banquets at the beginning and middle of every month. "
He Yiming blushed and said, "Third Uncle, I've been cultivating too much, so I neglected you. Please forgive me."
He Quanyi waved his hand and said, "Third Uncle is more than happy that you can focus on your cultivation." He Quanyi paused for a moment before he continued, "But you're still young, so you can't keep cultivating like this. It's necessary for you to communicate with your brothers at home. If your Eldest Uncle hadn't told me that you've come out of isolation, I wouldn't have known. "
He Yiming finally understood why his Third Uncle had come to find him. He nodded and accepted the advice, maintaining a humble appearance.
However, He Quanyi always felt that he couldn't see through his nephew. This feeling made him very surprised. With his experience, he was confident that he could even see through He Yitian, the most outstanding person in the third generation. But why did this little nephew bring such a big change to him in just a year?
He Quanyi shook his head slightly and suppressed this strange feeling. He said, "Yiming, it's the middle of the month today. Come to the hall and have dinner with everyone. Your grandfather has already nagged a few times. If you don't show up, I'm afraid he will directly run over and drag you out."
He Yiming blushed slightly and smiled awkwardly. He said, "Third Uncle, don't worry. I'll definitely be there tonight."
He Quanyi smiled with satisfaction and asked about He Yiming's cultivation progress. Of course, he responded with a mouth full of nonsense. Fortunately, Yiming's cultivation had reached an extremely high level. When he talked about the sixth level, he didn't make any mistakes. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to hide it from He Quanyi.
Of course, this was also because He Quanyi was certain that Yiming couldn't break through the sixth level in a year. Otherwise, he would more or less be suspicious.
After sending He Quanyi away, He Yiming muttered to himself for a while. Then, he washed up properly and changed into a new set of clothes. Seeing that it was about time, he walked towards the hall.
Since it was the middle of the month, all the direct descendants in the manor should attend dinner. Of course, the disciples who were focused on increasing their strength were exceptions. However, in the He Clan Manor, there were very few people who were in seclusion for more than three months. Therefore, when He Yiming, who had disappeared for five months, appeared in the hall, it immediately caused a small commotion.
He Yitao had already jumped up and pulled Yiming to the younger generation's table. He opened his sparkling eyes and said, "Sixth Brother, you're really amazing. You actually went into seclusion for five months. Don't tell me you broke through to the seventh level?"
He Yiming said with a smile that wasn't a smile, "What do you think?"
He Yitao waved his small hand and said confidently, "Sixth Brother, don't scare me. Do you think I don't know? If you can break through to the seventh level in three years, it's already very amazing. During this half year of seclusion, you must have been focused on cultivating some kind of battle technique so that you can show off your skills in the New Year's competition, right? "
His words immediately received the approval of his brothers and sisters. Other than He Yizhang, who had an ugly expression, the rest of them all asked. However, they unanimously believed that Yiming went into seclusion for five months to cultivate some kind of battle technique. It was impossible for him to focus on cultivating a battle technique.
He Yiming smiled bitterly. However, since the New Year's competition was mentioned, he had some expectations in his heart.
In the He Family Manor, every New Year's, the third generation disciples would hold a public competition. Of course, disciples like He Yizhang who hadn't reached the sixth level would only go on stage to perform the horse stance and the most basic fist techniques. As for disciples who reached the sixth level, they would have to go on stage to fight.
However, in the past, the winner would definitely be the eldest brother, He Yitian. Once he used his seventh level inner strength, whether it was the second brother, Yihai, or the third brother, Yixuan, they would all have to obediently stand aside.
In fact, this was just an activity to test the disciples' cultivation progress and to stimulate their motivation. Sometimes, even He Quanxin and the others would make a guest appearance. This kind of activity was held during the New Year. It had a kind of atmosphere of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. It was deeply loved by everyone.
Under He Yitao and the others' pestering, He Yiming could only follow their tone and admit that he was indeed cultivating a secret battle technique in his room. As for what kind of battle technique it was, He Yiming just smiled and didn't answer. He was still unwilling to say.
After a while, the hall suddenly quieted down. Because the old man and the others had already entered the hall.
He Wude glanced at his grandchildren and nodded in satisfaction. He sat at the main seat on the other side. He Quanxin, He Quanyi, and He Yitian sat beside them.
Among the younger generation of the He family, other than He Yitian, all of them were fearful of the old man who had always been dignified. The noisy hall suddenly became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
After dinner, He Wude coughed lightly and said, "Quanyi, it will be the New Year in a month. Have you arranged for the New Year's goods?"
He Quanyi said respectfully, "Father, don't worry. Everything has been arranged."
"Good. Let Quanming and his wife come back early. It hasn't been easy for them to suffer outside for a year."
"Yes."
He Yixuan, Yiming, and Yilong instantly smiled. They were He Quanming's biological children. When they heard that their parents could come home early, their mood was naturally different from the other brothers.
He Wude looked at the younger ones and said, "We have to prepare early for the New Year's competition. This year, Yiming has advanced to the sixth level. Our He family's younger generation is also gradually growing up."
His voice was filled with emotion and gratification. To him, there was nothing more joyous than watching the third generation disciples gradually grow up.
He Quanyi naturally responded to them one by one and made the corresponding arrangements.
He Yiming, on the other hand, was rather troubled. He wanted to make the old man happy, but he didn't want to completely expose his strength. Then, one month later, how should he perform?
PS: It's the New Year. White Crane actually slept in. Sweat …
I'll change the morning update time for these few days. I'll try to update before 10 am. It's slightly late. Brothers, please forgive me!
One week. I'll definitely recover in a week.
Please forgive me. ^ _ ^
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