The next morning, when He Yiming walked out of his room and stared blankly at the sunlight above his head in the courtyard, the door to Jin Zhanfeng's room opposite him finally opened.
Jin Zhanfeng had been reading the secret manual that He Yiming gave him last night. After a night of thinking, he had gained something.
"Brother He, this secret manual of yours isn't simple." Jin Zhanfeng praised him as soon as they met. "You're quite lucky to be able to pick up this secret manual from a Westerner's corpse."
He Yiming chuckled and replied to him, "I was just lucky."
Jin Zhanfeng nodded in agreement. "I really don't understand what kind of pig brains those Westerners have. They actually carried a secret manual with them when they went to a dangerous place like Crying Ghost Ridge. Wasn't they afraid of what might happen?"
He Yiming's smile froze. Gabriel was not brainless, but he was just too unlucky.
Fortunately, Jin Zhanzheng did not delve into the matter. Instead, he said, "I read it all last night. This secret book records a peculiar method to cultivate one's essence, and this technique can only be cultivated by Venerable Ones."
He Yiming was moved. He asked, "How do I cultivate it, and what's the effect?"
"After a Venerable One completely refines the Divine Soldier and absorbs it into his body, he'll nourish it in his dantian. This cultivation technique combines one's essential Qi with the Divine Soldier's aura to form a new kind of essence that's stored in one's dantian. " Jin Zhanfeng was envious. "This kind of essence isn't very useful normally, but it can exert a great magical effect during a battle."
He Yiming instantly recalled something. He had once used the 36 Splitting Mountain Forms to crack Gabriel's shield. Under normal circumstances, even if Gabriel himself wanted to use his essential Qi to nourish the shield and completely repair it, it would take him 10 days to half a month.
However, he used some kind of special ability to make the shield as good as new in just a few breaths.
He Yiming was envious of such a magical ability. And now, after listening to Jin Zhanzhong's tireless explanation, He Yiming's heart was extremely excited. Could it be that my luck is actually this good?
"Brother Jin, can the divine effect you mentioned completely repair the damaged Divine Soldier's weapon in a very short period of time?"
Jin Zhanzheng was surprised. He looked at He Yiming and asked, "How did you know?"
He Yiming chuckled and said, "Brother Jin, you underestimate me too much. This little brother has read thousands of books before, so it's not surprising that I can guess this point."
Jin Zhanzheng responded and didn't doubt anything. He Yiming was right. If he had read about this before, then it would be easy to guess.
Sighing softly, Jin Zhanlv said, "Although this method of cultivating and storing Profound Qi is good and practical, it's a pity that we can't use it."
He Yiming was slightly startled. He asked, "Why?"
Jin Zhanzheng said helplessly, "Brother He, it's easy to combine essential Qi with the Divine Soldier, but it's not easy to condense Profound Qi and strip it from the Divine Soldier. At least in our Eastern Great Shen, there's basically no one who can do this. "
He Yiming's eyebrows moved slightly. He asked, "Then how do the Westerners do it?"
"In the West, there's a special kind of cultivator. They grow up in the Vatican and specialize in cultivating a special kind of sound wave technique. This kind of sound wave technique has the magical effect of stripping Profound Qi. " Jin Zhanzheng said seriously, "After the Western experts condense Profound Qi, they will go to the church and pay a certain price to invite those special cultivators to perform the sound wave technique for them to achieve the goal of stripping Profound Qi."
He Yiming finally understood, and he could not help but feel disappointed.
Jin Zhanzheng smiled and said, "Brother Jin, you don't have to be disappointed. Although Profound Qi can't be stripped, this kind of cultivation method is also beneficial for the Divine Soldier. Moreover, it can also prolong its endurance when fighting with others. Sometimes, it can also play a crucial role in a battle between equal-ranked experts."
He Yiming responded with a smile. He was indeed too greedy earlier …
The 2 of them walked side by side into the tower and soon arrived outside Hao Dong the Venerable's room.
As soon as they arrived, the door opened by itself, and Hao Dong strode out like a shooting star.
At this moment, the anxiety and sadness between his brows had been completely swept away. His entire face was filled with a thick smile.
He Yiming and Jin Zhanzheng looked at him and thought, 'There's no need to ask about Senior Brother Zhang's condition. Judging from the elder's expression, I can tell that Zhang Zhongxing's condition can't be better.'
Sure enough, before they could say anything, Hao Dong said, "Yiming, Martial Nephew Jin, Zhongxing has woken up."
They looked at each other and smiled respectfully at the same time. "Congratulations, Martial Uncle Hao (Brother Hao)."
Hao Dong did not hide his joy at all. He laughed out loud for some time and said, "Yiming, let's go. I'll bring you to the arsenal."
Under the elder's lead, the 3 of them headed to the arsenal.
The arsenal was originally on the second floor of the Sky-reaching Pagoda, but it was moved to the fifth floor after the incident where the Netherworld Sect's assassins sneaked in.
Whether it was the arsenal or the library, a Venerable One was keeping watch.
Hao Dong naturally brought He Yiming and Jin Zhanzheng to the library.
Inside, an elder was seen. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he casually glanced around. When he saw who it was, he jumped up as though a spring was installed on his butt. His calm face was filled with a sincere smile.
"Senior Brother Hao, why have you come in person?" He paused for a while before he continued, "If you'd like to read any books, you can send a martial nephew to let me know, and I'll deliver them to you personally."
He Yiming glanced at him and immediately recognized that it was his old friend, Zhuo Chengfeng, who almost missed him when he chased after him the last time. Having said that, he naturally had to pretend that he did not know him at this time.
Hao Dong nodded and said, "Junior Brother Zhuo, I'm not here to borrow books today."
Zhuo Chengfeng turned to look at him. He looked at He Yiming and smiled, "Little Brother understands now. You brought him here to read the books, right?"
Hao Dong responded to him and said, "Junior Brother Zhuo, please open the library and let him in to read freely."
Zhuo Chengfeng was slightly startled. He hesitated for a moment before he responded, "Senior Brother, I dare not disobey your words, but according to the rules, one must be at least a Venerable One to enter the library."
He Yiming had guarded the arsenal for many years, but he was no stranger to him. After all, he had heard a little about the battle with the Qilian Twin Devils. Moreover, Jin Zhanzheng had brought He Yiming here before, so he recognized him at a glance. Therefore, in his opinion, it was impossible for a Three Flower powerhouse to become a Venerable One in only half a year.
Hao Dong smiled and said, "Yiming, perform for Junior Brother Zhuo."
He Yiming was slightly startled, but then he understood what the old man meant. He couldn't help but find it funny. He stretched out a hand, and in the next moment, the thick fog suddenly surged and turned into a Five Element Ring that flickered with golden light.
Zhuo Chengfeng's expression immediately became interesting. He looked at He Yiming dumbfoundedly as if he was wondering if his eyes were playing tricks on him.
After a moment, his gaze finally shifted to Jin Zhanzheng. He then turned to look at He Yiming and finally asked, "Martial Nephew Jin, is this He Yiming from the Northwest Heaven Lake?"
Jin Zhanzheng answered loudly, "Martial Uncle Zhuo, this is Brother He."
Zhuo Chengfeng's expression became even stranger. "Since He Yiming is here, how could he have become a Venerable One?"
This question was extremely rude, but whether it was Hao Dong or Jin Zhanzheng, they had the same expression on their faces.
He Yiming did not know whether to laugh or cry. He shook his head and asked, "Brother Zhuo, can't I become a Venerable One?"
His tone was not very polite, and a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.
Zhuo Chengfeng quickly waved his hand and said, "He … Brother, if I remember correctly, the last time we met, you hadn't even solidified your third flower, right?"
He Yiming responded snappily, "Brother Zhuo, it doesn't seem strange that my cultivation speed is slightly faster, right?"
Zhuo Chengfeng was startled for a moment, and he smiled bitterly. "It's not strange."
Nevertheless, whether it was him, Hao Dong, or Jin Zhanzheng, they all thought to themselves, 'It would be strange if it's not strange …'
He Yiming shook his wrist, and the Five-element Ring turned back into a cloud of mist and disappeared.
At this moment, Zhuo Chengfeng's attitude towards He Yiming had changed greatly. He no longer treated He Yiming as a junior. Instead, he treated He Yiming as an equal.
He Yiming had become a Venerable One at such a young age. No matter how high his cultivation base was at the moment, his future would surely be limitless. He might even stand as the greatest person below God.
Since that was the case, as long as one had a discerning eye, one would not think of offending the young fellow.
When He Yiming arrived at the arsenal and saw the tens of thousands of books, he felt a headache coming on.
He thought for a while and said, "Brother Zhuo, I'd like to read some introductions about the world's rare treasures, so please introduce them to me."
Just as Zhuo Chengfeng was hesitating, he heard Hao Dong say, "Junior Brother Zhuo, open the inner vault and take out the World's Rare Treasures Record for Yiming."
Zhuo Chengfeng pursed his lips and said hesitantly, "Senior Brother, the books in the inner vault can't be read by non-disciples …"
Hao Dong waved his hand and said, "Yiming's not an outsider. I'll take care of everything, so you don't need to worry."
Zhuo Chengfeng immediately sighed a breath of relief and responded to him.
He Yiming found out that the Spirit Wind Palace was also divided into the inner and outer vaults.
Fortunately, Hao Dong had personally brought him here this time. If this old man hadn't come forward, he wouldn't have been able to view the contents of the inner vault.
Very quickly, Zhuo Chengfeng returned. In his hands, he carefully carried a box and placed the entire box in front of He Yiming, saying, "Brother He, this is the World's Rare Treasures Record. You can read it to your heart's content."
Looking at this huge box, He Yiming was faintly stunned. He casually opened it and saw that the books inside were neatly stacked layer by layer. No matter how he looked at it, there were at least thousands of books.
He Yiming raised his head blankly. It turned out that there were so many rare treasures in the world. He was really too ignorant and inexperienced.
PS: Many thanks to brothers for the firepower support. The White Crane is extremely grateful.
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