After coming out of the Alchemy District, He Yiming looked up at the dazzling sunlight above his head. The expression on his face had returned to normal, but the ecstasy in his heart was still undulating like a surging tide.
Hao Dong the Venerable One entered the tower with the successfully refined Face Retaining Pill. Without asking, he must have gone to report the good news to the sect leader.
Even Hao Dong the Venerable One did not expect the young fellow to successfully refine the Face Retaining Pill so quickly. The joy on his face made He Yiming and Jin Zhanzhan empathize with him.
"Brother He, are you really going to study the path of alchemy?" Jin Zhanzhan asked in a low voice.
He Yiming pursed his lips and answered, "The path of alchemy is actually very interesting. I really want to try it."
Jin Zhanzhan shook his head slightly. He had been with He Yiming for several months and knew that once the young fellow decided on something, it would be difficult to change his mind.
Nonetheless, this was a common problem for almost all successful people. Without this stubborn persistence, how could one have dazzling achievements?
Jin Zhanzhan sighed softly and advised earnestly, "Brother He, if you want to study the path of alchemy, I won't object to it. However, I have a suggestion, and I hope you can accept it. "
He Yiming responded in a deep voice, "Brother Jin, please speak."
Jin Zhanzhan stopped and looked seriously at He Yiming. His expression was unprecedentedly solemn. "My suggestion is to wait until you become a Venerable One before you study the path of alchemy. Before that, it's better for you to focus on martial arts. "
He Yiming felt the concern from Jin Zhanzhan, and he responded seriously, "Brother Jin, don't worry. I won't neglect the essentials. Before becoming a Venerable One, I won't be distracted. "
Jin Zhanzhan revealed a relieved smile on his face. "It's good that you can remember this."
The 2 of them looked at each other and smiled, then they returned side by side to the courtyard where they lived.
He Yiming stopped in front of the door, then smiled casually and said, "Brother Jin, just now when I was concocting pills, I had some enlightenment. I want to go into seclusion and meditate on it."
Jin Zhanzheng was slightly startled. A hint of envy flashed in his eyes as he said, "Brother He, just focus on your closed-door cultivation. I'll guard for you."
After He Yiming expressed his gratitude, he returned to his room.
The moment he entered the room, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace, and it was replaced by a burst of uncontrollable excitement.
Even now, he still hadn't recovered from the shock of his discovery.
However, he firmly believed that if it was someone else who made this discovery, they would be even more excited than him.
He Yiming touched the tracker that 108 had given him and called out in a bug-like voice, "Brother Bai, I have a request. Come quickly."
He put down the tracker and sat down. He took a deep breath and exhaled.
Every breath he took was so long, whether it was inhaling or exhaling, it was so obvious, and it also contained a powerful True Qi. Under the impact of this power, even the entire house seemed to be shaking slightly.
Jin Zhanzheng frowned slightly in the room opposite him. Although he did not deliberately eavesdrop, such heavy breathing was like thunder in the sky to him. It was difficult for him not to hear it.
The first thought that flashed through his mind was that this cultivation technique was too strange. Afterward, he skimmed through all the cultivation techniques in his memory.
However, even with more than 100 years of cultivation in martial arts, he still couldn't distinguish what kind of special cultivation technique it was. After listening for a long time, he finally admitted that he couldn't understand and couldn't figure it out.
He shook his head and let out a long sigh. This young Three Flower cultivator was like a mystery that he couldn't see through no matter how hard he tried.
However, no matter what, he never thought that He Yiming's breathing was only used to calm his boiling emotions. If he knew this, even if he didn't vomit three liters of blood, he would definitely be extremely depressed.
However, no matter who it was, no one would have guessed that He Yiming could use this method to calm his state of mind with his current cultivation. Even an ordinary Innate powerhouse would not be able to do this, let alone a Three Flower powerhouse like He Yiming.
After an unknown amount of time, He Yiming's state of mind slowly calmed down. His breathing became deeper and was no longer as exaggerated as it was at the beginning.
At that moment, a puddle of water silently flowed in through the crack in the door. The puddle of water gradually grew bigger and slowly turned into 108.
He Yiming was already immune to 108's unique way of appearing.
He smiled slightly and stood up. He lowered his voice and said, "Brother Bai, I have to go out for a while. Can you take my place?"
108 nodded silently. A wave of fluctuation appeared on his body, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into another He Yiming.
The transformation was natural and not forced at all. Even He Yiming himself didn't see any flaws.
"You'd better take the Baozhu with you. It was very unhappy just now," 108 said calmly.
He Yiming was slightly startled and asked, "Why is it unhappy?"
"Because I want to leave."
He Yiming shook his head helplessly. The relationship between these two inhuman guys was too good. However, if it weren't for that, the Baozhu wouldn't have run out of the Heaven Lake. This little guy was a lucky star, but at the same time, it was also a huge trouble.
"Where is it?" He Yiming asked in a deep voice.
108 gave him a detailed description of a place, which turned out to be a valley outside the city. Although He Yiming didn't understand why the two of them chose to stay there, he didn't have the slightest intention of objecting.
After whispering a few words, He Yiming's body moved slightly. He was already enveloped in a faint layer of Cloud Power, and then he quietly drilled into the ground.
Although he and 108 had different methods of entering and leaving the city, they were almost the same in terms of concealment.
Although there were many experts in the Grand Divine Wind Palace, there were only a few who could sense the underground environment. In addition, He Yiming's Cloud Power was concealing him. Without knowing, no one would be able to discover him.
After leaving the city, He Yiming left the underground. After identifying the direction, he quickly found the cave that 108 had mentioned.
Before he even stepped into the cave, a white light flew towards him like it was flying.
The speed of this white light was so fast that even He Yiming couldn't react in time.
Then the Baozhu lay on He Yiming's shoulder and hummed something.
He Yiming patted his head with a headache and said, "Baozhu, I'm not 108. Come down first."
"Hmph, hmph, hmph …"
He Yiming rolled his eyes. God knows what this fellow was trying to express. He shook his head and pulled the fellow's two front hooves off his shoulders. Ignoring the fact that it was using its thick nose to nudge him in protest, He Yiming grabbed it by the neck and galloped off into the distance.
He Yiming's Wind Power was released without restraint here. He Yiming had already raised his speed to the extreme.
Except for that night when he was running for his life, He Yiming had never used this kind of wind-based Wind Power to hasten his journey.
But at this moment, there seemed to be a fire in his heart, roasting his whole body. If he didn't vent it out, God knows if he would explode.
Although He Yiming had almost exhausted all of his Qi in the pill room, after a period of rest, he had at least recovered about fifty percent.
In the midst of his mad dash, He Yiming grabbed the Baozhu's neck with one hand and held a piece of white stone with the other hand. The power inside surged wildly, replenishing his Qi.
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The daylight finally disappeared, and the sun calmly set below the horizon.
He Yiming also stopped. He looked back. God knows how long he had run, but one thing was certain, he was already far away from the Grand Divine Wind Palace. Even his huge tower could not be seen.
Feeling the surging Qi in his body, He Yiming was extremely satisfied.
To be able to run with all his might, not only did he not consume his Qi, but he could also slowly replenish it and reach the point of full Qi. In this world, other than him, there were not many people who could do this.
Putting the white stone into his arms, He Yiming looked around.
This was a desolate valley with no signs of human habitation. For him, it was indeed a good place.
Suddenly, there were a few low humming sounds coming from beside him. He Yiming turned his head to look. Baozhu's small eyes were rolling around, with a kind of intelligent and cunning light.
During the run just now, Bao seemed to have felt He Yiming's different attitude from usual. It finally stopped resisting, and only now did he stop, and softly called out a few times.
He Yiming laughed involuntarily, put down Baozhu, and gently stroked its head, saying, "Little guy, today I'll show you something good."
Seeming to understand He Yiming's meaning, Baozhu's small eyes lit up.
He Yiming sighed inwardly. No wonder the ancestor on the Heavenly Lake doted on this little guy so much. Such an intelligent spiritual beast, no matter who it was, would like it.
Of course, the Medicine Man was an exception. The old man looked at Baozhu as if he was looking at an innate Neidan!
He Yiming unbuttoned his clothes and took out the silver ring hanging in front of his chest.
He reached out a hand to hold the ring, but at this moment, he hesitated for a moment.
As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. If the thing inside was not what he expected, and he was happy for nothing, even he would feel very depressed.
"Humph, humph, humph …"
The Baozhu under his feet made a few hurried sounds. He Yiming took a deep breath, and finally poured his Qi into the ring.
After the powerful Qi entered the silver ring, a dark space suddenly appeared in front of them.
The Baozhu seemed to know how precious this thing was. It obediently lay on the ground, its small eyes staring unblinkingly at the dark space.
He Yiming reached out and slowly took out an item from inside.
The Baozhu's small eyes lit up, and it pounced on the item. Its two front hooves pressed tightly against the item, as if declaring its sovereignty.
PS: Originally, I wanted to let everyone guess what this item was. However, when I went to the group last night, some people had already guessed it. Just now, a book friend called and said the answer. White Crane was completely speechless. It didn't seem that obvious …
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