"Swish, swish, swish …"
Under He Yiming's crazy continuous attacks, the pitiful wall was completely torn into pieces. After withstanding the powerful impact, the entire basement began to shake slightly. Countless dust fell from the walls, causing the entire secret room to be in an uproar.
However, no matter how much dust there was, it didn't come within one meter of He Yiming. It was as if there was an invisible wall that blocked everything within one meter of him.
Finally, when the entire wall was turned into pieces, He Yiming woke up from this crazy state.
He retracted his palms and opened his legs. However, in just a moment, he fell to the ground and gasped for breath. In the next moment, he coughed violently because he had inhaled too much dust.
When he stopped practicing the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, the air wall around him disappeared at the same time. It was no longer able to block the dust that filled the air.
He Yiming wanted to leave, but at this moment, his hands and feet were weak and paralyzed on the ground.
At the same time, two completely different feelings arose in his heart.
After going through this crazy venting, there was a strong feeling of satisfaction in his heart. It was as if he was floating in the clouds and felt incomparable enjoyment.
However, at the same time, he also had a feeling of emptiness. This feeling also made him feel as if he was in the void. However, this feeling was not good. It was as if he had suddenly lost gravity and his feet were off the ground. It was extremely frightening.
He Yiming closed his eyes and quietly experienced these two different feelings. He suddenly realized that his understanding of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms had reached a higher level.
This was purely a feeling without any proof. However, he had a strong confidence that if he were to go all out like this next time, the power that he could exert would be greater.
After a long while, he slowly stood up. A trace of inner strength surged in his body again. The empty feeling that he had after using up all his inner strength finally disappeared.
Sweeping his gaze across the room, he didn't know what to think when he saw the messy room.
The Level Eight Inner Strength of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms had already displayed such a powerful might, and this kind of power was not something that ordinary combat skills like the Rolling Stone Fist and Soft Palm could compare to.
He Yiming even had a feeling that even if his uncle was here, he would not be able to create such an unimaginable power with his Level Nine Internal Force.
Perhaps, in the entire He Clan Manor, only the Old Master, He Wude, could reach such a level.
He Yiming's heart suddenly moved. Could it be that the current him was already able to compete with the old man who had reached the tenth level of internal force cultivation? If that was the case, then his strength could definitely be ranked in the top three in the entire Taicang County.
The room was still filled with dust, and there was an additional layer of gray on his body. It seemed that it would be difficult for him to return to his original appearance in a short period of time.
Suddenly, there was a sound coming from the entrance of the secret room. He Yiming was shocked. He had never encountered such a situation before.
One had to know that every secret room was privately owned by a third generation child. It was a place where they cultivated. Even their parents would not enter without their permission.
Even if someone wanted to call them, they only needed to pull a special bell to let them know that someone was waiting for them.
Therefore, when he heard the sound coming from the entrance of the secret room, he couldn't help but raise his guard. The inner strength in his body circulated endlessly. Although he hadn't recovered to his peak state, with the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, as long as it wasn't an expert like his grandfather, he had absolute confidence in protecting himself.
"Yiming, are you okay?"
Third Uncle's loud voice came from inside.
He Yiming was slightly startled. He quickly dispersed his inner strength, walked to the door in three steps, and opened the secret room. When he saw the people outside, he couldn't help but be surprised.
In addition to Third Uncle, there were a few brothers and servants. They were all looking at him nervously. However, in the next moment, their faces revealed an extremely strange expression.
"Yiming, your body … How long has it been since you bathed?" He Quanyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
If He Yiming's face didn't change, he really wouldn't dare to believe that the native in front of him was his genius nephew.
He Yiming looked at his body and smiled embarrassedly. He said, "Third Uncle, I was just practicing. You …"
"Practicing? What kind of martial arts were you practicing? How could it cause such a big commotion? "He Quanyi frowned and asked.
He Yiming asked for a moment before he understood the reason. It turned out that when he used the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, his inner strength reverberated in the basement and actually affected the ground. Even the two people who lived in the basement next to him were faintly shaken.
Of the two rooms next to him, one of them happened to belong to Third Brother He Yixuan. When he suddenly felt the secret room shake, it naturally made him very surprised. Then he immediately went to find Third Uncle. Several people came to He Yiming's room, but found that he wasn't in the room. When they pulled the bell, they found that it was broken, so they were nervous.
After understanding the whole story, He Yiming had a brand new understanding of the power of this Xiantian cultivation method. He also knew that the underground secret room was no longer a paradise for him to cultivate in peace and hard work.
He Yiming's explanation, Third Uncle and the others finally understood the reason. Only He Quanyi understood that this kid was definitely practicing that mysterious Xiantian martial arts, so that's why he caused such a frightening commotion.
After carefully exhorting a few words, the crowd dispersed. Although He Yixuan and the others had doubts in their hearts, in front of He Quanyi, no one dared to say anything.
After waiting for everyone to leave, He Yiming called the servants to clean up the underground secret room again. Some of the debris was cleared away, and a new movable wall was brought in. But this time, He Yiming didn't plan to try it again.
After finishing all this, He Yiming slowly walked to the library and directly pushed the door open.
In the hall, he randomly picked a secret book. This time, he unexpectedly drew an auxiliary secret book.
Nourishing Life Technique: Water Inner Diameter Auxiliary Martial Arts.
Looking at the thin book in his hand, He Yiming really had an impulse to change it.
During the three advancements, he randomly picked a secret book, but he didn't expect that the three times he picked, it was actually an auxiliary internal strength cultivation technique.
Could it be that he had a special fate with auxiliary internal strength cultivation techniques? Otherwise, how could he encounter this type of cultivation technique one after another.
After thinking for a moment, He Yiming put the secret book flat on the table in the hall and began to copy. He didn't deliberately pick another book, that was because he had already decided, everything was up to fate.
Being able to get the adventure in the lake, and from now on, he didn't have to worry about advancing, so what else did he want? Perhaps it was fate that he had to learn a few supplementary inner strength techniques.
After he finished transcribing, he carefully put the original book away and walked back to his courtyard with the transcribed book in his hand.
Just as he arrived at the courtyard, he saw his big brother, He Yitian, standing with his hands behind his back.
He Yiming quickly stepped forward and saluted, but his heart was still a little nervous.
He clearly remembered that since the New Year's competition, his big brother's attitude towards him seemed to have undergone a subtle change. Of course, this change was extremely obscure. If his sensing ability hadn't become extremely sharp, then he wouldn't have noticed it at all.
"Big Brother, you're here."
"En, Yiming, I heard from Third Uncle that you've been practicing too fiercely. Is there any problem?" He Yitian asked with a smile.
He Yiming was slightly startled, he quietly looked into He Yitian's eyes. In that pair of dark eyes, the clarity of the past had already been restored.
At this moment, He Yitian gave him the same feeling as when he first met him. The feeling of blood being thicker than water once again emerged in He Yiming's heart.
In an instant, He Yiming knew that his elder brother had returned. Furthermore, the current He Yitian had brought about a novel change to him. His body was filled with a dense vitality, and it seemed that his strength had increased greatly compared to the past.
Of course, no matter how hard He Yitian worked, he definitely couldn't be compared to He Yiming.
Although he didn't understand what happened to his big brother in the past half a year, this change was enough to make He Yiming ecstatic.
The problem of internal strife that he was originally worried about seemed to have been solved at this moment.
Shaking his head excitedly, the two of them discussed for half a day until they were sure that He Yiming was safe and sound. Only then did He Yitian feel relieved and leave.
Then, He Yiming excitedly entered the brand new secret room and re-entered the process of cultivation.
He Yiming didn't know if it was because he was in high spirits because of the joyous occasion, but he felt that this breakthrough was the easiest one he had ever experienced. Everything seemed to flow naturally, and he didn't spend the slightest bit of his energy.
One day later, the two internal strength cultivation methods that he majored in had both broken through the peak of the eighth level and successfully advanced to the ninth level.
Two days later, his Rolling Stone Fist and Soft Palm had also successfully reached the peak of the ninth level. The power that they displayed was much greater than the eighth level.
What really shocked He Yiming was that five days later, when he entered the back mountain to practice the ninth and tenth forms of the 36 Splitting Mountain Forms, he really felt the power of this combat skill.
At that moment, he even had a kind of invincible pleasure. In his heart, there was a strong self-confidence.
Perhaps in the entire Taicang County, there was no one who could defeat him.
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