V1.Chapter 63

The old man in the room nodded to he Yiming. It was he Wude, the old owner of he family villa.

"Yiming, listen to Tsuen shin, you had a chance in the library yesterday?" The old man said bluntly that in front of his children and grandchildren, he could not hide his intention.

He Yiming responded and said, "yes, Grandpa, when I was copying a secret script yesterday, I suddenly entered a magical state." He thought for a while and said, "I can't describe it. Anyway, this state is very strange."

He Laozi's eyes were bright. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Yiming, tell me in detail."

Yiming certainly won't hide anything from the old man. For the ignorant party, he wants to know what happened last night more than anyone.

After hearing he Yiming's detailed explanation to the extreme, he Wude frowned more and more, but to Yiming's surprise, he seemed to see a trace of surprise and joy in the old man's eyes. He suddenly knew something in his heart. Maybe the old man really knew something.

A moment later, he Wude asked in a deep voice, "Yiming, did you find any strange changes after you quit this state?"

He Yiming thought for a moment and said, "it seems that the content of the secret script I copied at the beginning has been firmly remembered by me, and it seems to be of great help to understand the meaning of it."

He Wude's eyes suddenly brightened and said, "where's your secret script manuscript? Show me."

He Yiming hurriedly entered the underground secret room and took out the secret script. He not only took out the secret script of bone melting, but also took out the content of the eighth floor of rolling stone fist.

In any case, except for the secret script of bone melting, the other secret scripts have more or less extremely subtle differences when transcribing, especially in the graphics, it is impossible to be exactly the same. Of course, this difference is just a difference in the foundation of the picture, and there can be no mistake in general.

"Grandpa, this is the secret script I copied last night. It is really a little different from what I copied before."

He Wude looked at the three words of bone melting on the eye secret script, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He Yiming looked up in doubt, and didn't understand why he chose the auxiliary skill of this wood series.

But the old man didn't ask, because he had already decided to let Yiming develop independently. Since he did so, maybe he had his own consideration.

After opening the script, the old man looked at it carefully. A moment later, the old man's face moved and said; "Come with me."

Led by the old man, they came to the library. He Quanxin and he Laibao naturally welcomed them, but the old man waved his hand and immediately knocked them out.

Entering the hall of the library, he Wude took out the ossification on the bookshelf and put the two secret books together.

If these two bone melting techniques are viewed separately, it doesn't seem strange. But if we put them together, we can see the mystery.

The contents of the two secret scripts are exactly the same without any difference.

If it were not for the length of paper and copying time, these two secret scripts could almost be regarded as one.

He Wude sighed. He nodded slightly and said, "it's true."

He Yiming hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, do you know what's going on?"

He Wude turned and looked at Yiming. There was an uncontrollable surprise in his eyes, and said, "Yiming, in fact, I've only heard of this state. If I hadn't seen these two scripts, I'm not sure that you would have entered this state by chance."

He Yiming blinked his eyes, full of curiosity.

He Wude thought for a moment, as if thinking about how to explain to this little grandson. And a cry did not urge, the room was suddenly silent.

After a long time, the old man said, "Yiming, for the vast majority of cultivators, what we cultivate is internal strength, which is the so-called 'strength way'. However, there are a few cultivators who are extremely gifted, or who swallow some natural materials and earth treasures, they can break through the shackles of internal strength, reach the innate state, and cultivate the 'airway'."

He Yiming was surprised. This was the first time that the old man talked about the innate realm with him. For him, who had advanced to the tenth level, it was full of temptation.

"Grandpa, do you think my realm is related to my innate realm?"

He Wude smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not sure, because I can't break through the innate realm in my life, so I can't help you at all." His voice was full of regret, Then he said: "However, I once heard the teacher say that there seems to be a 'Shinto' above the 'airway' of the innate realm. This Shinto is deep and unpredictable, which can only be touched by those who have great magic power and perseverance. Once you enter the 'Shinto', you will achieve the ability to never forget. The magical state you encountered yesterday, unexpectedly transcribes the secret script of osteogenesis exactly the same, which is one of the unique abilities of the 'Shinto'."

He Yiming's eyes were wide open. He never thought that he would hear this secret today.

It turns out that the innate realm is called the airway, and the airway is not the peak of cultivation. There is more Shinto above the airway

He Yiming's heart has uncontrollable excitement. He can even feel that his heartbeat has been much faster than usual.

"Grandpa, how can we reach the innate realm and cultivate the 'airway'?" He Yiming asked in a deep voice.

He Wude was stunned. He opened his mouth, dumbfounded and said, "Yiming, you don't need to ask this question now. I'll tell you when you reach the peak of the tenth floor." Seeing he Yiming's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, he Wude seemed to be unwilling. He shook his head slightly, smiled and scolded, "you are the most promising and potential of our young generation of he family, so you should always keep in mind that you can't aim too high."

He Yiming said gloomily, "yes, Grandpa."

At this moment, he even had an idea to show all his strength.

However, this idea is just a little turn, and he has been suppressed. His performance has been very shocking. It's better to wait another two years and take your time.

He Yiming suddenly asked, "Grandpa, who is your teacher?"

He Wude's face suddenly sank. Although he was not angry, anyone could see that he was obviously unhappy.

He Yiming jumped vigorously in his heart and hurriedly laughed with him, "Grandpa, my grandson has something I want you to agree to."

He Wude's face slowed down and said, "what's the matter?"

"When my grandson practiced recently, he felt that he had made little progress, and he still felt restless, so he wanted to suspend his retreat and go out for a trip." He Yiming said respectfully.

He Wude's face changed slightly, and he immediately said, "Yiming, the cultivation of internal strength skill is a very boring thing. When you are practicing, you must not be greedy and rash. In any case, you should be steady, slow down rather than blindly seek speed."

He Yiming said with a low eyebrow, "yes, Grandpa, grandson, remember."

He Wude pondered for a moment and said, "everyone has different talents and different natures. Even if it's retreat, the time everyone can adhere to is also different. At your young age, the time of retreat is not little, and you should go out for a trip."

He Yiming was slightly stunned. He looked at the old man in surprise.

As early as when he was in the mountains, he had this plan, but because he was not over 15 this year, he was worried that his family would not agree with him to go out for a trip. Unexpectedly, listening to the old man's tone, it seems that he agrees with this very much.

He Wude stretched out his hand and patted Yiming on the shoulder, saying, "good man is ambitious. If you can have such an idea, Grandpa will certainly support it. However, I have only one request."

He Yiming hurriedly said, "Grandpa, you say."

"It's too lonely for you to go on the road alone. How about I let Laibao accompany you?"

He Yiming's eyes rolled, and his heart kept crying.

In fact, he had another intention to travel. If Bao Ye followed him, he would agree to go to Xu family castle to seek withered wood skill. That would be called ghost.

Without hesitation, he Yiming shook his head like a rattle and said, "Grandpa, I want to travel alone. If someone follows me, what's the meaning?"

He Wude hesitated for a moment. He was waiting for opposition, but suddenly felt the firmness in he Yiming's words. His heart moved. If he really opposed oppression, would it cause some obstruction to Yiming's mood?

He Yiming saw that the old man seemed to be a little moved, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot. "Grandpa, my grandson is at least an expert with eight levels of internal strength. Coupled with the thirty-six Kaishan style, do you think there is a place in Taicang county where my grandson can't go?"

He Wude was slightly stunned, and his eyes to Yiming were finally different.

He sighed and said, "OK, but in more than a month, it's the time of the day's wedding. I hope you can come back to attend the day's wedding."

He Yiming quickly calculated in his heart that more than a month should be enough.

However, he also understood why the old man was so talkative. If he wanted to travel back and forth after a month's journey, he was afraid that he could only travel around Taicang county or nearby counties. It is impossible to think of going further.

With a heavy nod, he Yiming vowed, "well, Grandpa, I will definitely return home in a month."

After saying that, his eyes glanced in a certain direction, and his heart filled with strong confidence. In a month, he must get kumugong.

PS: essence was added yesterday, which was added by the Deputy moderator xiaotianjia^_^

White crane went to have a look, and a friend said that the back mountain of HeJiazhuang is a treasure house, even spiritual beasts, which is unreasonable.

Sweat

What white crane writes is Xuanhuan. What is Xuanhuan? That means to give full play to your imagination, as long as the general things are not too far apart, so please don't be critical. If you see anything that you think is unreasonable, please laugh it off^_^

In fact, not to mention that Houshan migrated from a distance and came to a golden crowned python, even if ten or eight came from the migration, it doesn't seem to affect the overall situation. Anyway, I won't let he Yiming die in Shekou.

I dare say that the book of the starting point has a hard wound. If you want to be logical everywhere, then a person can only write 1000 words a day, or even less.

Well, everyone has their favorite types and dislikes. What Baihe wants to do is to try to make book friends who accept Baihe's style happy when reading, that's all

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