A full six hours had passed, but He Yiming felt that it was just a blink of an eye.
The feeling of reading the original copy was indeed different from reading the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms in his hands.
It was not that there was any deviation in the manual in his hands, but that there was a subtle difference in the understanding of the Gold Series Cultivation Method between him and the founder of the Grand Divine Wind Palace.
It was precisely because of this difference that He Yiming felt that it was a very different world.
Of course, it was unknown who had a better understanding. However, He Yiming felt that only the most suitable martial arts technique for himself was the most powerful one.
In the first hour, He Yiming had completely read through the first to twentieth forms. In the second hour, he also used his own special method to read through the twenty-first to twenty-third forms. He could completely immerse himself in it and carefully experience the slight differences in the two manuals.
This difference gave him a wide space to adjust and gave him strong confidence that he could improve the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms further.
In the last two hours, He Yiming fixed the pattern in the manual on the twenty-fourth form.
Although there were still twelve forms, and even the mysterious three forms at the end, he did not flip through them.
After all, he was not an ambitious person. Although the picture at the end was very attractive to him, he forcibly restrained the desire in his heart.
After staying on the page of the twenty-fourth form for a long time, He Yiming frowned. Although he had already immersed himself in it, he could not completely grasp the mystery.
It was as if there was a translucent membrane in front of his eyes. It looked thin, as if it could be torn apart easily. However, his hands and feet seemed to be shackled, and he couldn't exert any strength. Naturally, he couldn't tear that membrane apart.
Suddenly, He Yiming sensed that someone seemed to have come to his side. His heart trembled, and he quickly withdrew from the state of complete immersion.
Opening his eyes, He Yiming immediately saw Jin Zhanzheng standing in front of him silently.
A trace of annoyance flashed across his face. He Yiming asked, "Is it time?"
Jin Zhanzheng nodded expressionlessly and said, "Six hours."
He Yiming got up helplessly and put the secret book into the wooden box. He closed the lid of the box and carefully handed it to Jin Zhanzheng with both hands.
If He Yiming was extremely careful when he took it out at the beginning, then He Yiming cherished it even more now.
Jin Zhanzheng finally smiled and said, "Brother He, you can still come and read again after 3 days. Once you become a Venerable One, you can read here without any restrictions."
He Yiming smiled bitterly, but in his heart, he knew that unless he planned to stay in the Grand Divine Wind Palace for a long time, this was just empty talk.
Letting out a long sigh, He Yiming watched Jin Zhanzheng take the secret book into his room. His eyes flashed with a burning gaze.
After leaving the arsenal, Jin Zhanzheng still bowed deeply toward the small door at the entrance. He Yiming was surprised, so he followed suit and bowed.
His ears trembled slightly a few times, and He Yiming's face changed slightly. He caught an extremely subtle sound. He vaguely understood that perhaps a Venerable One was living here.
Even so, the Venerable One's Concealing Art was so remarkable that even when the young fellow sat still, it took him a herculean effort to detect the young fellow's movements.
After following Jin Zhanzheng downstairs, he accompanied He Yiming out of the tower and came to a courtyard not far from the tower.
This was where Jin Zhanzheng lived in the inner city of the Grand Divine Wind Palace.
Those who were closer to the tower in the center were the core figures of the Grand Divine Wind Palace.
As for those powerful Venerable Ones, they basically lived in the tower. Unless their cultivation had reached the peak of a certain level, or if there was an earth-shattering event in the outside world that required them to come out, they would never leave the tower.
This was very similar to those powerful Venerable Ones on Tianchi Mountain.
Jin Zhanzheng settled He Yiming in the best guest room, then he left.
Although he still had many things to instruct, he knew that after reading the original copy of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, He Yiming needed a lot of time to comprehend it. Naturally, he was embarrassed to stay here and wait for him to chase him away.
After bidding farewell to Jin Zhanzheng, He Yiming immediately closed his eyes and devoted himself to the magical realm.
After an unknown period of time, he still closed his eyes, but he stood up and walked out of the room.
Although he did not open his eyes, it was as if he had a pair of eyes. Every step he took was extremely steady, and he did not touch any furniture in the room.
When he came to the door, he gently pushed it. The door opened, and his footsteps became more steady.
Step by step, he walked forward and finally stopped at the center of the courtyard.
Then, he took a stance and punched out one move after another. It was as if he was punching in slow motion.
From his body, an extremely powerful Gold Attribute power suddenly rose, and this power spread out in all directions without restraint.
Starting from the first move of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, he practiced one move after another skillfully.
His movements looked steady and slow, but the connection between each move was as smooth as flowing water. In just a few breaths, he had completed the transition from the first move to the twenty-third move.
Back when he was at the Heavenly Lake, although he had practiced to the twenty-third move one after another, the speed back then was far from what he was doing now, and the powerful momentum condensed was much inferior.
This was the result of reading the original copy of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms today. It allowed He Yiming to have a new understanding of this set of Metal Attribute Cultivation Method. Especially in the aspect of connecting moves, it had reached a kind of wonderful level.
Otherwise, He Yiming would not have been able to successfully perform every move in just a few breaths.
When the twenty-third move was officially completed, He Yiming's movements suddenly paused in mid-air. The essential Qi in his body was like a huge wave that was hundreds of meters tall, and it had reached its peak. He devoted himself to the last move, wanting to use this unparalleled momentum to complete the twenty-fourth move in a spurt of energy.
He had a strong feeling that as long as he could perform the twentieth move, he could successfully condense the Golden Flower.
However, at this point, although his essential Qi was surging and his momentum was surging, he still could not break through the layer of film in front of him.
He had performed the twenty-fourth move countless times in his mind, but his body could not control the huge power. Instead, there was a possibility that it would collapse at any time.
He maintained this posture and maintained his momentum at this point. He was like a clay Bodhisattva, and he did not move anymore.
It was not until a long time later that he let out a long breath. As he withdrew his essential Qi bit by bit, a hint of disappointment flashed across his face.
A figure flashed, and Jin Zhanzheng came to his side. His body was as straight as a pine tree, and his eyes flickered with a strong and strange light. It seemed that his heroic spirit was aroused by He Yiming's momentum just now, and he wanted to fight with him immediately.
After sensing Jin Zhanzheng's strong fighting intent, He Yiming's frustration was swept away. In his body, a fighting intent that was not inferior to Jin Zhanzheng's rose.
However, when the two of them just touched each other's fighting intent, they immediately tried their best to control it.
The two looked at each other and smiled. There was a trace of indescribable regret in their eyes.
"Brother He, Eldest Senior Brother has sent a message. Five days later, it will be the time of our battle with the Qilian Twin Devils." Jin Zhanzheng said in a deep voice.
He Yiming clenched his fists. He took a deep breath and said, "Five days, I really hope it will come soon."
Jin Zhanzheng laughed and said, "Brother He, I really didn't misjudge you. We are actually the same kind of people."
He Yiming was slightly startled. He thought of his initial refusal and his eagerness at this moment. He could not help but laugh. Perhaps, he and Jin Zhanzheng really belonged to the same kind of people.
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On the other side of the tower, in a spacious room, three old men seemed to be discussing something across the table.
Among the three of them, two of them looked exactly the same. Not only did they look the same, but their clothes and even their expressions were exactly the same.
As if they sensed something, they suddenly stopped talking and looked in a certain direction.
A moment later, one of the two old men said in a deep voice, "Such a powerful metal power, it should be Jin Zhanzheng."
The other old man nodded slightly. "It's not easy for the metal power to be so strong, but more importantly, he can maintain it for so long. Hehe … this is clearly a demonstration to us. "
The old man sitting opposite them retracted his gaze and said, "Great Demon, Second Demon, what do you think?"
The Great Demon immediately said respectfully, "Master, please rest assured. The stronger the enemy, the better it is for the two of us."
The Second Demon then said, "Only between life and death, we have the opportunity to experience that moment of opportunity, and integrate the Divine Soldier into our body. Since Jin Zhanzheng is worthy of his reputation, we can only be happy. "He paused and said," But, who is He Yiming, why have we never heard of him? Is there an expert in the Grand Divine Wind Palace that we don't know of? "
The Great Demon cracked open his thick lips. "No matter who it is, since he dares to accept our challenge, then let him taste the blood of hell."
The old man sighed softly and said, "Since the Grand Divine Wind Palace can send this person to fight, they must have something to rely on. You must not underestimate him. Otherwise, you will fail at the last step and my efforts will be in vain."
The Qilian Twin Demons' eyes narrowed, and nodded at the same time. Their movements were uniform, as if they were one person.
The old man looked in that direction again, and murmured, "Five days later …"
PS: Three chapters today, three chapters tomorrow, and five chapters the day after tomorrow. This week's update is dispirited, but there is nothing I can do about it. Please forgive me, dear brothers and sisters.
White Crane apologizes … (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen, please go to www.qidian.com, support the author, support the original reading!)
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