V5.Chapter 33

The glow of dawn gradually appeared. The sun was hidden behind the peaks and caged a hazy light around them. The light infected the light blue sky around, and the Golden Dawn slowly appeared in the sky.

When he Yiming returned to the courtyard of Lingxiao hall, the sun was already shining.

Although the whole Lingxiao temple was in a boiling atmosphere because of the roaring sound of Zhuosheng peak. But he Yiming still quietly returned to his room.

At the moment, in the room, another he Yiming is practicing the thirty-six Kaishan moves one by one. From the first form to the twenty third form, it goes round and round without stopping.

He Yiming looked at this scene, and a strange idea suddenly appeared in his heart.

This is the first time that he has stood purely from the perspective of the bystander to see "himself" practicing the thirty-six movements of Kaishan.

This set of golden skill seems to be full of flaws. It seems that as long as you wave your hand, you can completely break this set of skill.

He shook his head slightly and sighed, knowing that this was because he did not match the genuine Qi of the alloy system when exercising this set of skills. It is precisely because there is no genuine Qi or internal force, so people will have a sense of ostentation.

But on second thought, he Yiming suddenly lost his smile.

Not only this golden war skill, no matter which war skill, as long as there is no corresponding genuine Qi cooperation, it will eventually become a show off.

Without using genuine Qi and internal strength, you can still have a powerful battle skill. I'm afraid that only 108 can use it.

He shook his head and said, "108, I'm back."

He Yiming, who was performing like a dance, suddenly stopped, and a strange wave appeared on him. Then he Yiming disappeared and became 108.

He Yiming looked at him with envy. If he had such a magical ability, it would be much more convenient to do things.

Just at the thought of the inhuman identity of 108, he Yiming's heart trembled, and the idea suddenly seemed to have wings, flying without a trace.

"Brother Bai, did you succeed?" He Yiming inquired.

Bai 008 didn't answer either. He stretched out his right hand, pulled down his left wrist directly, and threw it to he Yiming.

Reaching out to catch the broken hand without blood, he Yiming's muscles on his face twitched involuntarily for a few times, then smiled bitterly and put it on the table.

The left hand suddenly began to melt, and when it condensed again, it had become a Book of Shinto.

He Yiming's eyes gleamed faintly. He stretched out his hand to hold up the book and directly turned to page 24.

However, a strange color immediately appeared on his face. On this page, although it was also one of the thirty-six forms of Kaishan, it was not the twenty fourth form, but the fourteenth form.

He looked up in surprise, looked at the expressionless hundred and eight, suddenly moved in his heart, and conveniently opened the first page.

His face suddenly showed a look of bewilderment. On this page, it was indeed the first page of the book of wind and fog.

He shook his head silently and merged the contents of two books of Shinto with completely different systems into one book. It is afraid that only 108 would do such a thing.

"I'm leaving."

It seemed that he Yiming didn't see the strange expression on his face, and a hundred and eight calm voice rang out.

"Where are you going?" He Yiming asked inexplicably.

"Baozhu is still outside the city." One hundred and eight words of simple meaning.

He Yiming sighed in his heart. He didn't understand why the two completely different non-human guys, bai08 and Baozhu, were so good. However, since 1008 is beside Baozhu, this little guy must rest easy in terms of safety.

His eyes suddenly fell on baiba's broken hand, and then looked at the script in his hand. He Yiming's face showed a hesitation.

Hundred and eight stretched out his hand, and his hand slowly grew out of his arm. In an instant, it had recovered as usual.

He Yiming opened his mouth. Finally, he gently waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "go ahead, take care."

Hundred and eight came to the door. It seemed that he paused for a while before saying, "take care." After saying that, his whole person suddenly melted, as if he had become a running water on the ground, disappearing from the crack of the door.

He Yiming stared at the place where he disappeared with tongue tied eyes. A moment later, he pinched his arm and felt quite painful. Obviously, he was not daydreaming.

It's just that it's incredible to say such a thing with a hundred and eight personality.

He shook his head and put the idea aside. He Yiming reopened the book of Shinto in his hand.

The first page of this book is the book of clouds and fog. He Yiming has a deep understanding of the power of it.

It was by virtue of the powerful hidden power contained in the power of clouds that he escaped from the eyes of those venerable masters.

Especially in the coppice, he Yiming immediately used the earth drilling technique to stay away from Zhuo Shengfeng after he cut off the induction of Zhuo Shengfeng. Of course, when using the earth drilling technique, he was also covered with a layer of cloud power, which completely hid his breath.

If not, it would be wishful thinking for him to escape under the joint efforts of the three venerable masters.

This shows how powerful the power of cloud and mist itself is. Especially for he Yiming, who has not yet advanced, it is definitely the first choice to protect his life.

However, at this moment, he Yiming did not study the power of clouds, but directly turned to page 34.

Here, indeed, there is a picture of the 24th style of the 36th style of Kaishan.

He Yiming's eyes suddenly lit up, and a ray of gold power in his hand entered the script. A moment later, he Yiming seemed to enter a magical space through some magical way.

In this space, the southeast and northwest are invisible, and this space is also full of a sharp and sharp unique pressure.

This is the power of the Jin system, the embodiment of the extremely powerful Jin system power.

At the next moment, he Yiming had a terrible knife in his hand.

There is a magical power on the whole blade, especially on the blade, which is almost like a small sun.

He Yiming was extremely suspicious. He once borrowed the original of Kaishan 36 style, but in that world, daguandao absolutely did not have such exaggeration.

A strange idea floated in his heart. Could it be that in the secret script of 108, the power of this big Guan Dao became ten times greater?

Shaking his head, he Yiming put aside his thoughts, and his body began to move.

From the first form, slowly spread it until the 23rd form.

In this process, he Yiming didn't stop at all, and a set of knife skills was displayed in his hands like clouds and flowing water.

However, every time he performed the 23rd move, he would have a feeling that he was unable to do what he wanted.

Although his momentum has climbed to the extreme, the 24th move can't be split anyway.

However, he Yiming was not discouraged. He waved slowly in this strange space. It seems that he has an extremely tough heart. No matter how many times he failed, he is still as firm as a rock and never wavered.

Here, there is no wind, no air, no sunlight, only endless emptiness.

The sound caused by the waving of the broadsword is the only sound here.

If he Yiming stopped practicing, there would be a dead silence here, and there would be no more sound.

If you practice in this environment, if you are not determined, you will soon collapse. But for those who are persistent, this kind of environment without interference is the best practice place they dream of.

I don't know how much time has passed. Anyway, in he Yiming's feeling, no matter how long he practiced, it was only such a moment.

Although he Yiming devoted himself to this strange way of cultivation, it does not mean that he knows nothing about the outside world.

A strange feeling sprang up in his heart, and he Yiming withdrew from this magical realm without hesitation.

Although he has practiced the 22nd move this time, he is still not a bit sloppy.

His ears stirred slightly, and he Yiming immediately heard the footsteps of the Jin campaign.

Of course, this is also the reason why the Jin campaign did not hide anything. If he was allowed to hide carefully, even he Yiming would not dare to say that he could find his whereabouts so easily.

Seeing the script in his hand, he Yiming's eyes flashed a trace of surprise.

I don't know when the secret script in my hand has become hot. However, this temperature can't cause any harm to he Yiming, who has condensed the flower of fire, so he didn't notice it when he devoted himself to the secret script.

Hesitated for a moment, he Yiming reached out and gently rubbed the script. With his action, the script was like a plasticine, which was rubbed into a ball by him.

He Yiming openly held this metal colored ball in his hand.

He firmly believes that no one can see from this ball that this is actually a Book of Shinto.

Looking around the room, there seems to be no possibility of exposure. He Yiming's heart calmed down after taking a deep breath.

When he finished all this, the steady knock on the door rang.

He Yiming deliberately delayed for a moment, and then said in an unhappy voice, "brother Jin, please come in."

With a wave of his hand, an invisible force immediately opened the closed door.

At the moment of opening the door, he Yiming had seen the light outside. To his surprise, it was not the morning light rising, but the twilight of the sunset.

He suddenly realized that he had been practicing in the room for a whole day.

Sure enough, there was the golden battle outside the door, but compared with before, the golden battle seemed to have a strange look on his face at this time.

He Yiming's heart was cold, and a terrible idea suddenly flashed in his mind. Could it be that the golden battle had been seen?

However, Jin battle's next words made him completely give up this idea.