In the distance, a gust of wind blew over. It seemed to be this gust of wind that had woken up everyone in the valley.
After Fan Shuo the Venerable One and the Qilian Twin Devils left, many powerhouses turned their attention to He Yiming and Jin Zhanzheng. Their eyes were filled with unconcealable envy.
He Yiming was one thing. It was a joyous occasion for him to condense the Golden Flower, but Jin Zhanzheng was the real focus of everyone's attention.
Gao Weiliang walked up slowly and asked seriously, "Martial Nephew Jin, are you really confident?"
Jin Zhanzheng tensed up, but he looked certain. He reached out and patted his waist. A cold light flashed, and the hidden Dragon Spear appeared in front of everyone.
At this moment, the body of the spear, which was made of the legendary Dragon Skin, was straight and flickered with a cold light that made one's eyes hurt.
Everyone was slightly stunned as they did not understand what he was doing. Only Venerable One Gao, Venerable One Du, and He Yiming, who had sharp senses, vaguely noticed that there seemed to be a faint white mist behind the cold light. It was as if the Dragon Spear would turn into mist at any time.
"Martial Uncles, please don't worry. I'm only missing the last step, and I've already vaguely sensed it."
He Yiming was only surprised, but Venerable One Gao and Venerable One Du were overjoyed. They looked at each other and nodded.
Gao Weiliang sighed and said, "Martial Nephew Jin, you've made the right choice. You've indeed benefited a lot from today's battle."
Jin Zhanzheng asked calmly, "Martial Uncles, when will I set off for the Central Plains?"
Gao Weiliang hesitated for a moment and said, "The West has begun to mobilize troops, but according to the past pattern, the Holy Knights will only appear on the main battlefield after the New Year. You'll wait here for three months to conserve your energy and consolidate what you've learned. You'll be able to make it in time for the battle between the real powerhouses. "
Jin Zhanzheng nodded and said, "I'll listen to you, Martial Uncle." With a flick of his wrist, the dragon spear returned to his waist. His movements were as smooth as flowing water, and it was pleasing to the eye.
He Yiming clicked his tongue in wonder, only to see a person slowly walking forward. It was the smiling Lady Qiu. She generously called out, "Senior Martial Brother Jin."
Jin Zhanzheng's expression suddenly lost the confidence from before. He smiled slightly and said, "Junior Sister Qiu."
He Yiming's gaze circled around the two of them, and a trace of strangeness faintly surfaced in his heart.
Gao Weiliang coughed lightly and said, "Martial Nephew Jin, please escort Martial Nephew Qiu back to the Skysplit Pagoda." He waved his hand and said to He Yiming with a chuckle, "He... Mister, how about I accompany you back to the sect?"
He originally wanted to call He Yiming 'Martial Nephew He'. With his friendship with the Venerables on the Heaven Lake, there was absolutely no problem with that. However, when he thought of He Yiming's performance today and how Fan Shuo addressed him, the word 'Martial Nephew' was stuck in his throat. No matter what, he could not be thick-skinned enough to call him that.
Therefore, at the last moment, he could only learn from Fan Shuo and call him Mister He.
Jin Zhanzheng's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Martial Uncle Gao, I was the one who greeted Brother He and Brother Yiming when they came to the Grand Divine Wind Palace."
Lady Qiu's eyes immediately dimmed. Her gloomy expression seemed to be silently complaining about something.
Gao Weiliang's expression changed and said, "Since Mister He has come to the Grand Divine Wind Palace, you're naturally a guest of the entire Grand Divine Wind Palace. Am I unable to entertain you?" He turned his head, and his expression immediately eased. He said, "What do you think, Mister He?"
He Yiming looked around. Everyone's expression was a little strange. How could he not understand the reason behind it? He ignored Jin Zhanzheng's pleading gaze and said with a righteous face, "Venerable Gao is right. I want to visit the Heaven Connecting Pagoda now. I hope Venerable Gao will allow me to."
Gao Weiliang laughed loudly and said, "It's a small matter. Mister He, please." After that, he turned around and moved. Like a spark on a prairie, he instantly dimmed and brightened, and was already far away.
He Yiming gave Jin Zhanzheng an apologetic smile and gave him a secret signal to pray for his own good luck. He fled in defeat under Jin Zhanzheng's dissatisfied and vicious gaze.
Jin Zhanzheng was very popular in the Grand Divine Wind Palace, and everyone thought highly of him in the future. However, He Yiming would never offend the Lord's only daughter for him.
Du Wenbin's ox eyes suddenly glared around. "What are you still doing here? Go back and cultivate well. Comprehend what you have seen today. Maybe you will have a breakthrough."
Everyone responded in unison. In an instant, the valley was thrown into chaos. Several dozen people scrambled out of the valley as if they were being chased by some primordial beast.
Du Wenbin nodded slowly, and was quite satisfied with the performance of this group of boys.
Then, without saying goodbye to Jin Zhanzheng, as if he did not see them at all, he turned and floated away.
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When He Yiming returned to the Grand Divine Wind Palace, Gao Weiliang had been waiting there for a long time.
He Yiming did not display the top wind-attribute instantaneous technique, so his speed was far less exaggerated than the other party. After all, he was also wary of the Venerable One who chased after him that night. As long as there was a possibility, he would not let him have any possibility of seeing through him.
Gao Weiliang accompanied He Yiming into the Heaven Connecting Treasure Pagoda, but after circling around for an hour, he was still circling around the fifth floor and below. Although his attitude was quite polite, he was still unwilling to bring him up again.
He Yiming naturally understood the reason, and tactfully retreated, returning to his temporary residence in the Grand Divine Wind Palace.
Just as he pushed open the door, He Yiming's ears twitched slightly. He immediately exerted force on the tip of his toes and dodged as if he was flying.
The moment he dodged, a tree branch pierced through his afterimage.
He Yiming turned around and said awkwardly, "Brother Jin, this has nothing to do with me. The Venerable One asked me to go, how could I not go?"
Jin Zhanzheng snorted coldly, throwing away the branch in his hand. "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. It should be that after knowing Miss Qiu's origin, you really don't want to offend her."
He Yiming laughed and did not deny it. He looked up at the sky and said strangely, "Brother Jin, since the beauty has an appointment, why did you come back so early? If it were me, even if I had to accompany her all day, I would be willing. "
He wanted to tease a little more, but when he saw that the other party's eyebrows seemed to be about to rise, his expression quickly darkened. "Brother Jin, in fact, I miss Lixun very much. This time, if you hadn't invited me to the Grand Divine Wind Palace, I would definitely have gone to the Northern Border Ice Palace. "
As expected, Jin Zhanzheng was startled. He opened his mouth, and a trace of guilt rose in his heart. "Brother He, since Miss Yuan has been taken to the Northern Border Ice Palace, naturally there are great benefits. Now, the temporary separation is to prepare for a long time in the future. You should relax."
He Yiming nodded slightly, as if he had thought of something. "Brother Jin, is that Miss Qiu really the daughter of your sect's Lord Lord?"
Jin Zhanzheng looked at him angrily and said, "Could it be that I'm lying about this matter?"
He Yiming laughed and said, "Since Miss Qiu is the daughter of the sect's Lord, why hasn't she even set foot in the Primordial Realm?"
When He Yiming had just started practicing martial arts, he had an extreme yearning for the Primordial Realm and regarded it as the pinnacle of martial arts. However, as he continued to improve in martial arts and came into contact with more people and things, he also had an earth-shattering view of some things.
Although he had only met Miss Qiu once, He Yiming had already seen that her talent was not bad. Although it was not as exaggerated as Jin Zhanzheng's, it was definitely not inferior to most of the strong people present in One-Line Heaven.
However, with such talent and status, he was still a mere Houtian cultivator. This was simply inconceivable.
Jin Zhanzheng waved his hand casually and said, "Junior Sister Qiu is only 25 years old this year, but she has already cultivated three elements to the peak of the ninth level of Inner Power. This speed is already one of the best even in the records of the Grand Divine Wind Palace. As for setting foot in the Primordial Realm, it will take at least ten years of cultivation." Speaking of this, he looked at He Yiming with a strange expression and said, "Brother He, do you think there is a second person who can climb to the Three Flower Realm at this age like you?"
He Yiming was slightly startled. He laughed and said, "Miss Qiu is only 25 years old? May I ask how old your sect leader is this year? "
Jin Zhanzheng hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know either. I only heard from Master's Gao that when he joined the Grand Divine Wind Palace and began to cultivate martial arts, the sect leader was already in charge of the sect and was often in seclusion. Most of the sect's affairs were handled by the Venerable on duty."
He Yiming opened his mouth wide in surprise. He stretched out his two hands and gestured to each other. His face was full of confusion.
Jin Zhanzheng did not know whether to laugh or cry and said, "Brother He, this is not a secret. In fact, it is very simple. The sect leader remarried 30 years ago. At that time, the sect leader's wife was only about the same age as Junior Sister Qiu. Five years later, Junior Sister Qiu was born. That is all. "
He Yiming finally understood and felt a deep admiration for the sect leader's strength.
However, in this place, even if he ate a bear's heart and leopard's courage, he would not dare to criticize anything.
He Yiming changed the topic and said, "Brother Jin, I think Miss Qiu definitely sees you in a different light. What are your plans?"
Jin Zhanzheng smiled bitterly and said, "Brother He, I'm almost 150 years old this year. Do you think that I still have such thoughts?" He paused and continued, "Since the day I started to cultivate martial arts, I've already decided that I'll serve martial arts for the rest of my life and will never get involved in relationships. Now is the key moment for me to break through to the Venerable One realm, so how can I be distracted? "
He Yiming nodded slightly. At this time, Jin Zhanzheng must devote himself to martial arts, but what about after he became a Venerable One?
Vaguely, He Yiming suddenly had a strong expectation for the follow-up development between them.
As for the issue of age, probably no one in the Grand Divine Wind Palace cared.
As long as one thought about the actions of the Sovereign, then everything would become reasonable and logical!
PS: Today's chapter 5, sweat …
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