Without the support of He Yiming's power, Zhang Zhongxun fell backward. Even so, He Yiming was prepared. He turned his wrist gently and caught the elder's body.
Nonetheless, a palm was faster than He Yiming. Just as He Yiming's palm touched Zhang Zhongxun's back, Hao Dong had carried him up.
Hao Dong circulated his essential Qi in Zhang Zhongxun's body and immediately noticed that the Yin Qi in the elder's body had completely disappeared. Not only was the Yin Qi between his chest and abdomen gone, but even the most crucial Yin Qi in his brain had also disappeared.
At this point, Ou Yangming finally felt at ease.
"Yiming, thank you," Hao Dong said softly.
He Yiming quickly waved his hand and said, "You're too polite. This is just a piece of cake for me. If I have to thank you for this, how should I thank you for your kindness?"
Hao Dong smiled faintly and no longer spoke. However, in his heart, his feelings for He Yiming grew deeper and deeper. If it was said that his previous treatment of He Yiming was only because he fancied his talent and wanted him to pass on his Alchemy Dao, then at this time, in his heart, he really regarded He Yiming as a direct descendant.
Since there was this psychological change, Hao Dong did not care so much anymore.
Jin Zhanzheng took a step forward and said happily, "Congratulations, Martial Uncle. Congratulations, Brother He."
Hao Dong laughed out loud and placed Zhang Zhongxun in another room. He also called a junior from the Zhang family to take care of him. Following that, he turned around and said, "Yiming, you've become a Venerable One now, so I should address you as a brother in the future."
He Yiming's face turned slightly red. When facing Gao Weiliang and the others, he could change the way he addressed them with a clear conscience. However, when facing old man Hao Dong, he found it difficult to change the way he addressed them.
Hao Dong could not help but laugh. "The path of martial arts has always been one where the strong are respected. Since you've reached this boundary, you should have this status. Don't be so wishy-washy. You're being looked down upon. "
He Yiming nodded slightly. He suddenly thought of something and said, "Brother … Hao, Yiming has a request."
Hao Dong raised his eyebrows and said, "If you have something to say, just say it. If I can do it, I will definitely do it for you. If I can't, even if I have to throw away my old face, I will ask Lord Sect Master to do it for you."
After He Yiming saved Zhang Zhongyun, the old man found He Yiming more and more pleasing to the eye.
He Yiming coughed softly and said, "I don't dare to trouble the Sect Master. I just want to ask if there is anyone in your sect who is proficient in Western languages."
Hao Dong replied without hesitation, "Of course there are, and quite a few of them. Why are you asking?"
He Yiming was not surprised by this. In this city, there were millions of people. Naturally, there were all kinds of talents. It was definitely very easy to find someone who was proficient in Western languages.
Taking out a thick book from his arms, He Yiming said, "I want to ask someone to translate the words on it."
Hao Dong took it and stuffed it into Jin Zhanzheng's hands without looking at it. He said, "This is a small matter. I'll leave it to you."
Jin Zhanzheng said with a smile, "Martial Uncle, don't worry. I promise to complete it within three days."
He Yiming was slightly startled and looked at him suspiciously.
Jin Zhanzheng straightened his chest and said, "Brother He, Brother He, I have stayed in the West for a few years. I'm quite familiar with their language."
He Yiming patted his head. Jin Zhanzheng had challenged people in the West. He was naturally familiar with the language there.
Nodding slightly at him, He Yiming turned around and bowed to Hao Dong. He said, "I still want to read in the library of the Grand Divine Wind Palace for a few days. Please allow me."
Hao Dong said with a smile, "This is a small matter. Since you have been promoted to Venerable and are from the Northwest Heaven Lake, you are qualified." He paused and said, "Tomorrow, I will take you to the arsenal and personally instruct you. I guarantee that you will be able to see all the books in the library."
He Yiming was overjoyed and immediately bowed to thank him.
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He Yiming and Jin Zhanzheng said goodbye and left. Although Hao Dong was reluctant, he was worried about Zhang Zhongzhen's injury, so he did not ask them to stay and let them leave.
After returning to Jin Zhanzheng's courtyard, He Yiming gave a big yawn and said, "Brother Jin, I just consumed a lot of essential qi. I'll go and rest first." Then he pointed to the book in his hand and said, "You go and translate it. I won't disturb you."
Jin Zhanzheng glared at him angrily, picked up the book in his hand, and casually flipped through it a few times. The expression on his face could not help but become dignified.
He Yiming was slightly startled and said, "Why, is there something wrong?"
Jin Zhanzheng shook his head and said, "Brother He, where did you get this secret book?"
He Yiming's eyes lit up and said, "Is this really a martial arts secret book?"
Jin Zhanzheng nodded solemnly and said, "This is indeed a martial arts secret book, and it is a secret of the Western Church."
He Yiming was overjoyed. This book was the one he had found on Gabri's body. Unfortunately, the words used in this book were all Western characters. He Yiming couldn't recognize a single one of them.
Before taking it out, he was still doubtful in his heart. If the content of this book was only about the introduction of feng shui in various places, then he would be too ashamed to face others.
Fortunately, Jin Zhanzheng insisted that this was a Western martial arts secret book. His heart suddenly calmed down.
He Yiming smiled slightly and said, "I picked up this secret book on Ghost Cry Ridge."
"Picked up?" Jin Zhanzheng asked suspiciously. The expression on his face was full of disbelief.
He Yiming nodded and said, "I picked it up on a dead person."
Jin Zhanzheng's eyebrows relaxed, and he suddenly felt relieved.
He thought that He Yiming found this secret book on a dead lunatic, but he did not know that He Yiming did find it on a dead person. However, that person was not a lunatic, but a Western Venerable One.
Jin Zhanzheng flipped through it again and said, "This secret book seems to talk about a magical technique, but Western martial arts are very different from Eastern martial arts. Moreover, it's impossible to cultivate both at the same time, so Brother He, you don't have to have too much hope."
He Yiming nodded slightly and said, "Our martial arts cultivation is different, but it's still the same. It's good to learn from it."
Jin Zhanzheng pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.
If he had not become a Venerable One, he could not be too distracted. Since he had become a Venerable One, the situation would be different.
Sometimes, comprehending by analogy could even bring about new breakthroughs.
After the 2 of them parted, Jin Zhanzheng worked hard to translate while He Yiming returned to his room.
He looked around. The furnishings here were exactly the same as before he left. There were no changes at all, but the surroundings were very clean. It was clear that someone had carefully taken care of it.
He Yiming's heart warmed, and he felt like he had returned home.
He sat with his legs crossed on the bed and curbed his mind. He slowly immersed his mind in his dantian.
This place was still filled with chaos, but there were three different types of power here.
One was naturally the Five-element Ring, which flickered with 5 lights. The other was the pagoda's power, which had a mysterious power.
As for the third power, it was the Yin Qi that had just been absorbed from Zhang Zhongxun's body.
Originally, as soon as the Yin Qi entered his dantian, it would turn into nothing and become essential Qi that He Yiming could use at any time. However, when the Yin Qi combined with the vortex formed by the Feng Shui power, a change occurred and became a power that could survive in the chaos.
Of course, the power was still very weak at the moment. Not to mention compared to the Five-element Ring, it was far from being comparable to the pagoda's power. However, He Yiming could faintly feel that the power was slowly absorbing the enormous essential Qi in his dantian, and slowly expanding its own power.
He Yiming had a feeling that as long as the power continued to increase, it would reach a very powerful level one day. It would not be inferior to the Five-element Ring.
His mind continued to sink and finally entered the vortex's power completely.
In the next moment, He Yiming seemed to feel that in his "vision", the vortex instantly split into countless small vortexes.
He was slightly startled and immediately understood that the vortex's power was formed by the seemingly endless small vortexes.
Although these small vortexes were independent, when they gathered together, all of their power was the same. Moreover, all of the vortexes' frequency and speed were the same, as if they were a whole.
Therefore, they could form a large vortex and survive in the harsh environment of the chaotic dantian.
He Yiming's mind continued to travel through the countless small vortexes. Slowly, he came to the edge of the vortex.
Suddenly, something happened that surprised him. At the edge, in the void, a new small vortex was suddenly born.
After the small vortex was born, it was very weak at first, like a lamp that could be extinguished at any time. However, it only spun a few times before endless power poured into it from the inside and outside, helping it to quickly stabilize.
Soon, it had successfully integrated into the large family of the vortex.
He Yiming became more and more curious. He observed for a while and finally came to a conclusion. New vortexes were constantly being born at the edge of the vortex, and these vortexes were integrated into the large vortex in a unique way.
The speed of this process might not be fast, but the advantage was that it was continuous and endless.
When he exited the large vortex, he was surprised to find that no matter how many small vortexes there were in the large vortex, it did not affect the size of the large vortex at all. It was still the same size as before, as if there were no changes at all.
After hesitating for a while, He Yiming did not find anything else. He finally withdrew his mind and frowned, thinking hard. He did not know what to think. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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