The morning sun was like countless golden arrows, shooting in through the small window.
He Yiming suddenly stood up and went to the backyard. He didn't have much to worry about in this courtyard that belonged to the He family.
The weather was currently hot in the summer, and the sun above his head was scorching hot. However, with He Yiming's current inner strength cultivation, he wasn't afraid of the changes in temperature. As long as the surrounding temperature didn't reach an abnormal level, he wouldn't feel too much.
At this moment, he was wearing a short close-fitting gown, and in a few steps, he had already arrived at the empty courtyard.
His two fists were flat to his shoulders, and his whole body shook lightly, like a huge rock that began to shake on the spot.
Rolling Stone Fist, this gold based inner strength cultivation method, was used in his hands, and suddenly, there was a burst of rapid wind breaking sound. Although he controlled his inner strength to the seventh level, when the seventh level of the Rolling Stone Fist's power was released to the peak, it still caused a lot of damage to the surrounding environment.
In the courtyard, the small flowers and trees were all pressed down by the seemingly omnipresent pressure of the fist wind, and were tightly pressed to the ground. As He Yiming's fist technique increased in speed, these flowers and plants were even completely pressed into the soil.
He Yiming's feet suddenly moved, and suddenly, he quickly walked in the courtyard. Wherever he walked, it was as if a huge rock had been crushed, and even the ground slightly sunk.
After a moment, He Yiming's inner strength gradually increased, and finally reached the peak of the seventh level. At this moment, the biggest characteristic of the Rolling Stone Fist was completely displayed.
That was, the longer the time used, the greater the power of this fist technique.
When the seventh level of the peak of the inner strength combined with the Rolling Stone Fist's greatest power, He Yiming's body suddenly emitted a huge roar, and wherever he passed, not even a single blade of grass was left.
Suddenly, he arrived in front of a huge tree in the courtyard. Not only did he not go around it, but he also let out a shrill cry that sounded like a ghost's wail and a wolf's howl. Then, both of his fists heavily bombarded the tree like cannonballs.
A loud noise that was not much louder than his howl erupted from the point of contact between his fist and the tree trunk.
The huge tree swayed twice, and finally, it couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed with a loud bang.
"Yiming, are you crazy?" An angry and surprised voice came from the courtyard.
He Yiming hurriedly withdrew his hand and stood up. He turned his head and saw that his parents and siblings were already standing far away at the entrance of the courtyard. Not only the four of them, but even the servants here were peeking their heads out from behind them. However, from the eyes of those servants, it could be seen that their hearts were actually filled with fear.
He Yiming stood with his hands by his side and said respectfully, "Father, I'm cultivating a battle technique."
"Battle skills and cultivation methods …" He Quan Ming looked at the messy courtyard and felt pain in his heart!
This was the courtyard that the husband and wife had meticulously decorated. It was originally quiet and elegant with a pleasant environment. It could be said to be a paradise with flowers and birds singing. It was a beautiful garden that made people feel relaxed and happy.
However, at this moment, it was as if this place had experienced a great war. The flowers and plants on the ground had suffered the greatest disaster in history. Moreover, beside He Yiming, there was a collapsed tree.
If he wasn't sure that this was his courtyard, he almost wouldn't recognize it.
He Quan Ming took a deep breath and looked at this completely changed courtyard. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "It's fine that you're cultivating a battle technique, but why did you make this place like this?"
He Yiming put his right hand on his head and habitually ruffled it, saying, "Father, I usually cultivate like this. That's why I wanted to cultivate outside."
He Quan Ming was startled and exchanged glances with Lin Wenyu. The same thought flashed through their minds at the same time.
Could it be that Yiming's cultivation speed was so fast, was it related to his unscrupulous cultivation method?
His expression had eased. He Quan Ming said, "Yiming, every time you cultivate, you make such a big fuss?"
"Yes, father." He Yiming said with certainty, "This child is also like this at home."
He Yixuan suddenly remembered the commotion that sixth brother had caused and hurriedly said, "Father, mother, sixth brother really does cultivate like this at home. Even the underground secret room was almost torn down by him."
He Quan Ming and his wife suddenly understood. No wonder Yiming wanted to cultivate outside at night. So this was the real reason.
He Yiming came forward and came to their side. Looking at his father, he said with a bit of embarrassment, "Father, I still haven't practiced the Mountain Splitter. Do you want to continue here?"
He Quan Ming's body suddenly trembled, but the tremor was extremely small. So other than He Yiming, even Lin Wenyu didn't notice.
Because he remembered the power of He Yiming's 36 Mountain Splitter Forms at the beginning of the year. Even his third brother, whose internal strength cultivation was similar to his, was sent flying by that palm.
If he let Yiming do whatever he wanted here, then not to mention the flowers and trees in the courtyard, even the entire courtyard would be destroyed.
He Quan Ming suddenly remembered what his father said to him and his brothers at the beginning of the year. They should let Yiming be free and not have any restrictions. Now it seemed that his father saw it clearly. His eyesight was still not as good as his father's.
With a long sigh, he said, "Yiming, I won't stop you. If you want to go out and cultivate at night, then do as you wish."
He Yiming's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Yes, father."
The main reason why he did this in the morning was because of this. For him, he didn't want to have any restrictions on his body.
A servant suddenly rushed in from outside and said, "Second master, the Cheng family's master has come to pay his respects to you."
"Cheng Jiahui?" He Quan Ming's eyes flashed.
The Cheng family had just suffered a disaster, and there were many things to deal with. How could they have the leisure to pay him a visit?
He only muttered to himself for a moment, and then immediately gave Lin Wenyu a look. Lin Wenyu nodded slightly, and pulled the unwilling He Yilong away.
He Quan Ming turned around and said, "Yixuan, Yiming, come with me."
They responded. He Yiming's eyes flashed with a sly smile, and he asked, "Father, then what do we do here?"
He Quan Ming angrily glared at him, and ordered the servants to clean up. However, in his heart, he didn't really feel any anger towards Yiming. Because after seeing the power of Yiming's Rolling Stone Fist, he was actually very happy. To have such achievements at such a young age, his future was limitless.
How could a mere garden be mentioned in the same breath as Yiming?
The three quickly arrived at the main door. He Quan Ming's face was already full of smiles, and he said in a voice that could be heard two streets away, "Brother Cheng came from afar to visit, this little brother couldn't welcome you in time, please forgive me."
Cheng Jiahui also laughed loudly, and took a few steps forward, arriving in front of He Quan Ming, and shook hands with him.
If someone who didn't know about the open and hidden struggles between the three great families saw this scene, they would definitely think that the two were as close as brothers. However, both sides actually knew that the He family and the Cheng family in Taicang County were in a competitive relationship. As long as it was possible, they wouldn't mind pulling the other's legs back, and tearing down the other's background.
In the midst of the mutual compliments, He Yiming and his brother also came forward to pay their respects, and welcomed him into the hall.
After the two sides exchanged a few words, Cheng Jiahui finally spoke of his purpose for coming.
"Brother He, I came this time to ask about something." Cheng Jiahui said with a smile.
He Quan Ming's heart trembled. Could it be related to the tragedy that happened that night? However, although he had sent people to secretly investigate, the He family had been established here for too short a time, and was not as deeply rooted as the Cheng family.
Since even the Cheng family couldn't find out their origins, it was even more impossible for the He family.
Retracting his smile, He Quan Ming said seriously, "Brother Cheng, please speak."
Cheng Jiahui nodded, and the smile on his face didn't change. He slowly asked, "I want to ask, is nephew He Yitian already married?"
He Quan Ming's expression suddenly froze. No matter how he guessed, he definitely didn't expect the other party to ask such a question.
Since it was a question, then there was an eighty to ninety percent chance that he wanted to form a marriage alliance with He Yitian. However, the Cheng residence had just been robbed, could it be that they still had such thoughts? This was too inconceivable.
Coughing lightly, He Quan Ming's face also revealed a trace of a smile. He said, "Brother Cheng, An Yitian's thoughts are all on cultivating the martial way. He has never considered this matter."
Cheng Jiahui laughed and said, "If I remember correctly, nephew He Yitian is twenty-three this year. This age isn't considered too old for us cultivators, but for ordinary people, it isn't young. Furthermore, nephew He Yitian is the eldest son and eldest grandson of the He family. Shouldn't you consider it earlier? "
He Quan Ming hesitated for a moment. For a cultivator, twenty-three years old was indeed too early to get married. However, as the eldest son and eldest grandson of the He family, it was a different matter.
Seeing that He Quan Ming was already moved, Cheng Jiahui smiled even more happily. "Brother He, I have a daughter named Yanli. She is seventeen this year. Regardless of family background, appearance, or knowledge, I am confident that I can be a good match for nephew He Yitian. Furthermore, my family's old master is also interested in forming a marriage alliance with the He family. I wonder what Brother He thinks? "
He Quan Ming raised his eyebrows slightly. Hearing this name, he was truly shocked.
He thought for a moment and said solemnly, "Brother Cheng, as you said, Yitian is the eldest son and eldest grandson of the He family. I can't decide his marriage. If Brother Cheng allows it, I will immediately return to report to my father and ask him to make a decision. How about it? "
Cheng Jiahui nodded without hesitation and said, "That is how it should be. Then, I will wait for the good news at home."
As the eldest son and eldest grandson of an aristocratic family, the marriage partner was extremely important. Of course, it couldn't be decided so easily.
When Cheng Jiahui said goodbye, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced in He Yiming's direction from the corner of his eye. He sighed inwardly. A fourteen-year-old seventh stage inner strength cultivator. Unfortunately, Li-er was three years older than him.
He Yiming's hair stood on end when he saw that glance. He made up his mind that he would definitely decide his own marriage.
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