V5.Chapter 26

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
For three hours, he Yiming seemed to blink.

The feeling of watching the original is indeed different from that of reading the Kaishan 36 style book in his hand.

It's not that there is any deviation in the secret script in his hand, but that he and the founder of kaipai sect in Lingxiao hall have subtle differences in their understanding of Jin series Kung Fu.

It is precisely because of this difference that he Yiming feels a different world.

Of course, it's unclear who has the better understanding, but in he Yiming's feeling, only the most suitable for himself is the most powerful martial arts.

In the first hour, he Yiming had read the first to the twentieth forms completely. The next hour, he read the 21st to 23rd forms with his own special method. He can completely indulge his body and mind, and carefully experience the slight differences in the two secrets.

This difference gave him a broad space for adjustment, so that he had a strong self-confidence, and was able to make Kaishan 36 move further.

At the last hour, he Yiming fixed the pattern in the script in the 24th move.

Although there were twelve forms behind, and even the last mysterious three forms, he did not read them.

After all, he is not a person with high ambitions in his bones. Although the picture behind him has great attraction for him, he just stubbornly restrained his desire at the bottom of his heart.

After staying on the page of the 24th style for a long time, he Yiming frowned. Although he had addicted himself to it, he just couldn't fully grasp the mystery.

It's like there is a translucent film in front of him, which looks thin, as if it can be easily torn, but his hands and feet are imprisoned, so he can't force at all, and naturally it's impossible to tear that layer of film.

Suddenly, he Yiming sensed that someone came to him. With a chill in his heart, he quickly withdrew from the state of complete addiction.

He Yiming opened his eyes and immediately saw the Jin battle standing silently in front of him.

A trace of annoyance flashed on his face, and he Yiming said, "time is up?"

Jin Zhan nodded expressionless and said, "it's been three hours."

He Yiming got up reluctantly, put the script into the wooden box, closed the lid of the box, and carefully held it to Jin battle with both hands.

If the battle of Jin was extremely careful when it was taken out at the beginning, he Yiming at this time was more and more cherished.

Jin battle finally showed a smile and said, "brother he, you can come back to watch it in three days, and you can watch it here without restrictions after you reach the venerable level."

He Yiming smiled bitterly, but he understood in his heart that unless he planned to live in the Lingxiao temple for a long time, this was simply empty talk.

With a long sigh, he Yiming's eyes flashed hot as he watched Jin battle take the script into the room.

After leaving the arsenal, Jin battle still bowed deeply to the small door at the door. He Yiming was surprised, and he bowed with a gourd.

His ears trembled slightly for a few times, he Yiming's face changed slightly, and he caught a slight voice to the extreme. He vaguely understood in his heart that there might be a venerable adult living here.

But the Venerable Master's concealment skill was so good that even he took a lot of effort to detect a little movement when he sat still.

After following Jin campaign downstairs, he accompanied he Yiming to leave the tower and came to a courtyard not far from the tower.

This is where the Jin campaign lived in the inner city of Lingxiao hall.

Those who are closer to the central tower are the core figures of Lingxiao temple.

As for those powerful venerable ones, they basically live on the tower. Unless they reach the peak of a certain level of cultivation, or something earth shaking happens outside, they must come forward, otherwise they will never leave the tower.

This is so similar to those powerful venerable ones on Tianchi mountain.

Jin battle settled he Yiming in the best room, and then left.

Although he still had a lot of things to tell, he was more clear. After reading the original of Kaishan 36 style, he Yiming needed a lot of time to understand it. Naturally, he was embarrassed to stay here and wait for him to catch up.

After seeing off the golden battle, he Yiming immediately closed his eyes and devoted himself to that magical realm.

I don't know how long it took. He still closed his eyes, but he stood up and walked outside the door.

Although he didn't open his eyes, he seemed to have a pair of nihilistic eyes. Every step was extremely steady, and he didn't touch any furniture in the room.

Came to the door, gently pushed, the door opened, and his steps became more and more steady.

Step by step forward, finally stopped at the center of the courtyard.

Then, he opened his posture and punched one by one, as if in slow motion.

From him, a powerful golden force suddenly rose to the extreme, which was emitted in all directions without restraint.

From the first form of Kaishan thirty-six forms, one by one, skillfully fought.

His movements seemed steady and slow, but the connection between each type was like running water. It was only between several interest rates that he had completed the conversion from the first form to the twenty third form.

In the past, on the Tianchi Lake, although he once practiced the 23rd style one by one, the speed at that time was far from being compared with today, and the powerful momentum condensed was much inferior.

This is the result of reading the original Kaishan 36 moves today, which makes he Yiming have a new understanding of this set of Jin series Kung Fu, especially in the connection of moves, which has reached a wonderful level.

If it were not for this, he Yiming would not be able to successfully display every form in a short period of time.

When the 23rd move was officially completed, he Yiming's action suddenly stopped in midair, and the Qi in his body had reached its peak like a huge wave of hundreds of meters. He devoted himself to the final form and wanted to complete the 24th form with this unparalleled momentum.

He has a strong feeling that as long as he can hit the 20th move, he can successfully condense the golden flower.

But at this stage, although the real Qi is surging and the momentum is surging, it is still unable to break the film in front of us.

The 24th form has been used countless times in his mind, but the body just can't control the huge power, but it has the possibility of collapse at any time.

He maintained this posture in this way, and his momentum at the peak remained above this point, as if he were a clay Bodhisattva, and he never moved again.

It was not until a long time later that he took a long breath, and his true breath was recovered little by little, and a trace of disappointment flashed on his face.

The figure flashed, and Jin battle had come to his side. His body was as straight as a pine, and his eyes flashed a strong strange light. It seemed that he Yiming's momentum had aroused his pride in his heart, and he wanted to fight with him immediately.

After sensing the strong fighting spirit of the Jin campaign, he Yiming's frustration was immediately swept away. In his body, there was also a fighting will that was not inferior to the other side.

However, when the two of them just touched each other, they immediately tried to control it.

Two people looked at each other and smiled, with a trace of unspeakable regret.

"Brother he, the eldest martial brother has sent a message. Five days later, it is time for us to fight the Qilian double demons." The battle of Jin sank into a deep voice.

He Yiming shook his fists falsely. He took a deep breath and said, "five days, I really hope to come soon."

Jin battle laughed and said, "brother he, I really didn't see the wrong person. We are all the same kind of people."

He Yiming was stunned, thinking of the initial rejection and the eagerness at the moment, he couldn't help laughing. Maybe he and Jin battle really belong to the same kind of people.

On the other side of the tower, in a wide room, three old people across the table seemed to be discussing something.

Among these three people, two of them have exactly the same face, not only their face, their service and dress, but also their expressions.

It seemed that they sensed something. They suddenly stopped talking and looked in a certain direction.

A moment later, one of the two old men in the same dress said in a deep voice, "such a powerful gold force should be the gold battle."

Another old man nodded slightly and said, "it's not easy for the golden power to be so strong, but more importantly, he can maintain it for so long. Hey... This is clearly a demonstration like the two of us."

The old man sitting opposite them withdrew his eyes and said, "big demon, two demons, what do you think?"

The demon immediately said respectfully, "master, please rest assured that the stronger the enemy is, the better it will be for both of us."

The two demons then said, "only between life and death, can we have a chance to realize the opportunity of that moment and integrate the divine soldiers into our bodies. Since the golden battle is worthy of its reputation, we have only pleasure." He paused and said, "however, who on earth is he Yiming and why has he never heard of him? Is there a strong man in Lingxiao temple that we don't know?"

The demon cracked his thick lips and said, "Whoever dares to accept our challenge, let him taste the bloody taste of hell."

The old man opposite sighed and said, "since the Lingxiao temple can let this person fight, it must be something to rely on. You must not despise it, otherwise you will fall short and your efforts to become a teacher will be in vain."

Qilian double demons stared at each other and nodded at the same time. Their actions were neat and uniform, just like one person.

The old man's eyes looked in that direction again, and his mouth murmured, "five days later..."