When He Yiming returned to the He Clan Manor, the first glimmer of dawn had already appeared.
The He Family Manor was considered a famous manor nearby. The old manor head, He Wude, was an expert who had cultivated his inner strength to the pinnacle of Level 10. In the county within a radius of a few hundred miles, he could be considered one of the top figures.
He Wude had three sons. Although they cultivated different types of techniques, each son was at least at the eighth level of inner strength. The eldest son, He Quanxin, had already reached the ninth level. As for the third generation, the eldest son and grandson, He Yitian, was only twenty-one years old this year, but he had already cultivated his inner strength to the seventh level. No matter how one looked at it, he was the best among his peers.
Although the other children were not geniuses who had broken through to the seventh level, at their age, they could be considered the best. Therefore, He Jia Village's reputation was like the sun in the sky.
The He Family's rules were very strict. Every morning, all the third generation disciples who had not reached the sixth level had to do morning exercises. When He Yiming hurriedly returned from the lake, there was a loud roar coming from the family's field.
He Yiming raised his head to look at the sky and sighed in his heart. He did not care about his wet body and went directly to the field.
At this moment, there were five third generation disciples who were undergoing the most basic training. They were all disciples who had not reached the sixth level. There were three men and two women. Even He Yitao was among them.
At the entrance of the field, a tall man stood with his hands behind his back. He stood on the ground like a King Kong, giving off a huge pressure.
He Yiming hurriedly went to the man's side and said softly, "Third Uncle."
The big man was He Yiming's third uncle, He Quanyi. He turned his head. His eyes were originally filled with anger, but when he saw He Yiming's sorry state, he could not help but be startled. He asked, "Why are you only here now? Why are you dripping wet?"
He Yiming's face turned slightly red. He said in a low voice, "Third Uncle, I practiced the horse stance for the entire night on the mountainside. When I came down, I dirtied my clothes. When I went to the lake to wash my clothes, I accidentally fell into the lake."
The anger on He Quanyi's face gradually dissipated. He said, "Yiming, I know you're very hardworking, but it's best if you don't go out at night."
"Yes."
He Quanyi waved his hand and said, "Go back and change your clothes. Take a nap first."
He Yiming bowed slightly and quickly returned to his room. He quickly changed into a new set of training clothes and rushed to the backyard field to join his brothers.
He Quanyi looked at He Yiming's stubborn eyes, shook his head slightly, and sighed.
Starting from dawn, it took a full three hours for these youths to finish their cultivation. After He Quanyi called for them to stop, he gave them a few more words of advice before he turned around and left.
Just as he walked far away, the few children all sat down on the ground. Even the two girls were no exception.
He Yiming's gaze swept across his brothers and sisters. Like before, he turned around and left.
"Yiming, when are you going to break through to the fifth level?" A lazy voice sounded from the middle of the youths.
He Yiming didn't even need to turn around to know that the one who asked this question was He Yizhang, who was two years older than him.
In the clan, First Uncle He Quanyin had four sons. They were the eldest son, First Grandson He Yitian, Second Son He Yihai, Fifth Son He Yizhang and Seventh Son He Yiyu. His father, He Quanyin, had two sons and one daughter. They were the third son of the third generation, He Yixuan, and the sixth and eighth sister, He Yilong. As for Third Uncle He Quanyi, he had one son and one daughter. The fourth sister, He Yiling, and the younger brother, He Yitao.
Although they were all members of a large clan, there were still good and bad relationships among the brothers and sisters.
First Uncle's four sons had always advanced and retreated together. Especially the eldest son, First Grandson He Yitian, who was more talented than others. At the age of 20, he had successfully broken through to the seventh level of internal strength.
Second Brother and Third Brother's families had a closer relationship, but most of the siblings got along with each other rather harmoniously.
Now, among the nine disciples of the third generation, He Yitian, He Yihai, and He Yixuan had successfully reached the sixth level of internal strength. Therefore, they were exempted from the daily morning exercise.
The one who asked this question was He Yizhang, who was ranked fifth among the third generation disciples.
He Yiming's footsteps paused. He snorted and said, "You haven't broken through yet? Fifth Brother, are you going to break through?"
He Yizhang laughed and said, "I only reached the fifth level a year ago. How can I break through so quickly? But Sixth Brother, you've been stuck at this level for four years. Back then, you, Second Brother, and Third Brother almost reached the fifth level. Now, they've all advanced, but you're still in the same place. Hehe, you have to work hard. "
He Yiming's eyebrows slightly raised. His heart was beating vigorously. However, he didn't turn around. He just said coldly, "Thank you for your concern, Fifth Brother. I understand."
After saying that, he took a big step forward and walked forward.
He Yizhang let out a long breath and said in a mocking tone, "Sixth Brother, in my opinion, you should change your cultivation method. Maybe you can reach the sixth level in one go."
He Yiming's footsteps didn't stop at all. He left as if he didn't hear what He Yizhang said at all.
The remaining five people looked at each other. He Yitao suddenly jumped up and quickly chased in the direction where Sixth Brother left.
He Yiling and He Yilong glared at He Yizhang angrily. They held hands and turned to leave. The remaining seventh brother, He Yiyu, frowned and said, "Fifth Brother, why did you provoke Sixth Brother again? If Father and Big Brother find out, you'll definitely be scolded again. Maybe you'll even drag me down."
He Yizhang glared at his brother and said, "You're getting more and more cowardly. Hmph, so what if I scolded him? As long as I can reach the sixth level before him, no one can say anything about me."
He Yiyu muttered and said in a voice that even he couldn't hear, "Aren't you just jealous that Sixth Brother reached the fifth level earlier than you?"
Fortunately, He Yizhang didn't hear his brother's words. Otherwise, he would have gone mad.
"Seventh Brother, you have to work hard too. Try to reach the sixth level as soon as possible. That way, our family will be far ahead," He Yizhang said seriously.
He Yiyu's eyes widened in disbelief, "Fifth Brother, you reached the fifth level a year ago. I only reached the fifth level last month. Do you want me to break through immediately?"
He Yizhang snorted angrily, and said, "That's right, I want you to work even harder. Big Brother, Second Brother …" He paused, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "And Third Brother and the others, didn't they all successfully break through to the sixth layer?"
He Yi Yu rolled his eyes and said, "Fifth Brother, Second Brother and Third Brother are older than me by five or six years, and they only broke through to the sixth level a year ago."
He Yizhang's face turned red, "Seventh Brother, you actually learned how to talk back. Are you asking for a beating?"
He Yiyu immediately calmed down, "Fifth Brother, I'm not. I'll practice, okay?"
"Okay, then start practicing now. I'll accompany you. Hurry up, don't be so listless!"
He Yiyu was speechless.
He thought to himself, Is this really my biological brother?
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He Yiming quickly left the field. His heart was filled with anger, but he had nowhere to vent it. He knew that if he fought because of this argument, he would definitely be punished by his father.
Suddenly, he heard a panting sound behind him. His heart warmed and he stopped in his tracks.
As expected, He Yitao's voice immediately rang out, "Sixth Brother, don't listen to Fifth Brother. He's just jealous that you reached the fifth level a few years earlier than him."
He Yiming smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "I understand. Hurry up and go back to learn how to read. Otherwise, Third Uncle will say that you're naughty again. He'll look for you all over the village and treat you to fried pork with bamboo shoots."
He Yitao shuddered and looked around. He covered his butt with his hands and his face was full of shock.
Fortunately, he did not see his father's figure in the end. He breathed a sigh of relief and said hesitantly, "Sixth Brother, Fifth Brother's words actually make some sense. Why don't you try another technique?"
He Yiming's face tightened, then he smiled and said, "I have my own ideas. Thank you."
He Yitao responded and turned to leave quickly. It seemed that fried pork with bamboo shoots was still a big threat to him.
Looking at his little brother leaving, He Yiming let out a long sigh. The smile on his face had long disappeared. He slowly turned around and suddenly saw a figure in the corner of his eye. His heart trembled. He exerted force on his legs and immediately retreated a few feet.
He Yiming immediately straightened his body with a bitter smile and said, "Third Uncle, how can you make such a joke with your nephew?" "That's right, Third Uncle. How can you joke with your nephew like this?"
He Quanyi's serious face had a faint smile, "Yiming, your reaction is very good."
"Thank you for the compliment, Third Uncle."
"Yiming, I have discussed this with your First Uncle and Father." He Quanyi suddenly said, "If you want to change a technique to cultivate, you can go directly to your First Uncle's place. You can choose from the books in the family's library."
He Yiming's heart trembled and said, "Thank you, Third Uncle."
He Quanyi nodded and walked in the direction that He Yitao left. At the same time, he said, "I will go check on Yitao. If he doesn't learn to read properly, I will definitely give him more food."
Looking at his Third Uncle's back, He Yiming looked up at the sky and finally sighed helplessly. He did not expect that even Father and the others had specially discussed this matter for him. It seemed that even if he wanted to insist on his own views, it would not be possible.
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