He Yiming went out to settle the bill after he was done cultivating the Withered Tree Technique. He then realized that he had spent an entire day and night cultivating the technique.
This was the longest time he had ever spent on a cultivation technique, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
However, if other cultivators were to find out about his thoughts, it was guaranteed that they would commit suicide.
One day and one night, it was only one day and one night. For ordinary cultivators, they might not even be able to use a secret manual for reference, let alone practice a cultivation method.
However, He Yiming managed to cultivate from Level 1 to the peak of Level 10 in such a short period of time …
It was definitely not the limit that a human could achieve.
Fortunately, no one knew about this. If others knew about this … If others were to find out, it would definitely arouse the curiosity and jealousy of countless people. No matter how capable he was, he would not be able to escape the fate of being dissected.
Of course, the subject of anatomy had to exist in this world first.
After settling the bill, He Yiming did not stop at all. Instead, he walked deep into the mountains outside the county town.
With his ability, it would not be a problem even if he did not eat or drink for a few days, let alone one day and one night.
Most of the mountains in Taicang County were steep ridges. Although there were not many tall mountains in the true sense, there was a mountain range that stretched from the far east to the endless west, running through the entire county town. As a result, the county town's terrain was complicated, and the roads were rugged. There were only a few good official roads, and that was the main reason why Taicang County was far behind other counties.
However, for He Yiming. Stepping on the mountain path was not much different from stepping on a spacious continent.
An hour later, he stopped at a secluded place.
The forest was the best place to cultivate. No matter how much damage was done here, the forest would slowly erase the traces.
Although He Yiming heard from his grandfather that there were environments called deserts and swamps far away, which were the best places to kill people, he had never seen them with his own eyes, so he could not imagine them.
He Yiming made sure that nobody was watching him in the forest, then he shouted and channeled his inner strength like crazy. The inner strength of Level 10 of the Withered Tree Technique burst out in an instant.
His heart was suddenly filled with the feeling that everything was at peace, as if he didn't care about anything at all.
It was as if he had transformed into a towering tree that had been standing there for millions of years.
Almost at the same time, a subtle change happened to his body. His muscles began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, it wasn't really shrinking. Instead, it was using this method to form a powerful defensive force on the surface of his body. He even had a feeling that even if there were a weapon on his body, it would not be able to hurt him at all. However, if his grandfather were to use the glaive to slash him, he would definitely run as far as he could.
Nevertheless, among the techniques that he had learned, the Withered Tree Technique was indeed the best in terms of defense.
He suddenly had an idea in his mind. If he could find a top-tier earth-type inner strength technique to cultivate, he wondered how strong his defensive power would be.
Naturally, ordinary earth-type inner strength techniques, like the trash in the Sutra Pavilion in his family, could not be compared to the Withered Tree Technique.
His mind was spinning quickly, but his hands were not slow at all. He took a step forward and swung his arm toward a tree that was half as thick as a person.
"Bang." An ear-piercing sound was suddenly heard. The tree was not knocked down, but He Yiming's entire arm went through it.
His eyes lit up. The attack power of the Withered Tree Technique was not to be underestimated. It seemed to be no less than Level 10 Mixed Yuan Force. Moreover, due to the atrophy of his muscles, his bones and tendons were condensed like iron. He did not feel anything at all.
It was as if what he had just passed through was not a tree trunk, but a piece of paper.
Withdrawing his arm, he suddenly realized that his joints seemed to be a little stiff in this situation. It was especially difficult to control when he rotated his arm. However, compared to the power of the Withered Wood Art, this little flaw was not a big problem that was difficult to accept.
He slightly exerted strength in his legs, his knees did not move at all, and his body was tightly stretched. With the strength of his toes, he was able to jump a meter high.
His body was in mid-air, and he felt the wind coming toward him. He opened his arms and fell down like a wooden stake.
When he landed, he was already a few meters away. This result made him feel quite surprised. The speed of the Withered Wood Art was actually not slow at all, but this kind of jumping method seemed to be a bit old-fashioned. If someone saw it at night, he was afraid that they would associate it with something that jumped out of a long, rectangular box big enough to fit a person.
Suddenly, his heart was filled with childishness, and he began to run around in the dense forest in this way.
With his Level 10 inner force as the foundation, even if his legs did not bend and his hands did not move, his feet still seemed to be equipped with springs, and he jumped forward as if he was flying.
Along the way, not to mention small animals, even if he encountered a pack of vicious wolves, they would turn around and run away in fear.
After all, there had never been such a strange creature in the forest. Although this creature did not emit any fierce aura, it was still able to reach a height of at least two meters and a distance of several meters each time. This was enough to make most creatures tremble in fear.
After half a day, He Yiming finally had enough fun, and he stopped to rest. The inner force in his body circulated, and the Ripple Technique filled every meridian in his body. After a short while, his body had completely returned to normal.
There was an excited smile on his face, and there was an uncontrollable joy in his heart. He was like a child who had obtained a fun toy, and he loved it so much that he could not put it down.
Slowly, he finally calmed down. At this moment, there seemed to be an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.
How much time had it been? He had not felt this way.
It was as if he had not felt this way since that night, when he had obtained something in the lake.
Since that day, he had become preoccupied, and the joy of his childhood seemed to have left him.
Two years. In these two years, he had never been as carefree as he was just now. He had never been as happy as he was now.
He looked at his recovered, strong and powerful arms, and suddenly thought of a problem. The Withered Wood Technique could calm a person's state of mind, but what he had calmed down earlier did not seem to be his true heart, but a disguise that he had been painstakingly suppressing.
When this trace of disguise was removed, what was revealed was his true nature.
He looked at his hands quietly, like a lifeless statue, and countless thoughts flooded his mind.
After a long time, a long time …
He raised his head to look at the sky, and his eyes had regained clarity.
The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. This was the phrase that her father had always said. Since he had obtained a fortuitous encounter in the lake, he was destined to lose something.
If he had to choose from the beginning and go back to that night, he would still dive into the water without hesitation.
However, this time, he would not be at a loss. Instead, he would not look back, and he would not regret even if he had to die a hundred times.
At this moment, every detail of the past two years appeared in his mind. His heart seemed to have sublimated, and a metamorphosis similar to a chrysalis. There was no longer any hesitation or confusion in his eyes.
He waved his sleeves slightly, and the inner strength in his body continued to circulate.
This time, he was not only using one type of inner strength, but he was also alternating the four main techniques in his body.
First, it was the metal-mastery's Mixed Primordial Force, followed by the water-mastery's Ripple Technique, followed by the wood-mastery's Withered Wood Technique, and lastly, the fire-mastery's Blazing Flame Technique.
After all four techniques had circulated once, his inner strength turned into the Mixed Primordial Force again. The cycle repeated itself endlessly.
After a while, He Yiming could clearly feel it.
As the inner strength circulated, his body seemed to have a light feeling. It was as if his ability had been greatly improved in an instant, and he had a strong confidence that he could control everything.
This confidence was also reflected in his control of inner strength. He seemed to be able to recreate the feeling of killing the Golden-crowned Python at any time.
He seemed to be able to control the four different inner strength techniques in his body at any time, allowing them to be used at the same time and explode in an instant.
However, this was only a feeling, and it was slowly fading away.
This was because when his inner strength technique changed from the Lie Flame Technique to the Mixed Primordial Force, there was a strong sense of obstruction.
This feeling was abnormally uncomfortable, and it completely destroyed the feeling of integration.
Moreover, as this uncomfortable feeling gradually increased, the conversion of the main techniques in his body seemed to be unable to be maintained. It was like a precision machine, and once a fatal problem occurred in one of its links, it would no longer be able to operate.
After letting out a long sigh, He Yiming finally gave up dejectedly.
However, he already had an idea in his heart, and he also had a solution. As long as he found another earth-type technique to cultivate, he would probably be able to solve this problem.
However, he did not have a strong desire. This was because, at this moment, he was no longer interested in ordinary techniques.
After all, with his current strength, even his grandfather and Xu Yinjie might not be his opponent under the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms. Moreover, even if he solved this problem, the result of being unconscious after using all his strength was like a fly in the soup, and he was unwilling to touch it easily.
Slightly shaking his head, He Yiming looked at the gloomy sunset on the horizon, and walked back to his home.
PS: White Crane apologizes. I went out today and just returned home!
I'm late, please forgive me, brothers and sisters. White Crane flapped its wings and left first …
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