Chapter 26 New insights

It took three full hours, but in He Yiming's feeling, it seemed like it was just a blink of an eye.

The feeling of watching the original book is indeed different from the Thirty-Six Styles of Opening Mountain in his hand.

It is not that there is any deviation in the secret book in his hand, but because there are subtle differences between him and the founding ancestor of Lingxiao Palace in their understanding of the Jin-type martial arts.

It is precisely because of this difference that He Yiming felt another world that was very different.

Of course, it is unknown who has a better understanding, but in He Yiming's feeling, the only thing that suits him the most powerful martial arts is.

In the first hour, He Yiming had completely read the first to the twenty-sixth styles. In the next second hour, he also read the twenty-first to the twenty-three styles using his own special method. He could completely indulge his body and mind, and carefully experience the slight differences in the two secret books.

This difference gave him a broad space for adjustment, gave him strong confidence, and could take the Thirty-Six Styles of Kaishan to go a step further.

At the last hour, He Yiming fixed the pattern in the secret book in the twenty-fourth form.

Although there are twelve styles behind, and even the last three unpredictable styles of ghosts and gods, he did not read them.

After all, he was not a person who was ambitious in his bones. Although the scenes behind him were very attractive to him, he forced himself to restrain the desire in his heart.

After staying on the page of the 24th Style for a long time, He Yiming frowned. Although he had already indulged in it, he could not fully grasp the mystery.

It was as if there was a translucent film in front of him, which looked thin and seemed to be able to tear it apart easily, but his hands and feet were imprisoned and could not use force at all, so naturally it was impossible to tear the film apart.

Suddenly, He Yiming sensed that someone seemed to have come to his side. He felt a stern in his heart and quickly retreated from the state of complete indulgence.

Opening his eyes, He Yiming immediately saw that the Jin Zhan stood silently in front of him at some point.

A hint of annoyance flashed across his face, and He Yiming said, "Time is here?"

Jin Zhanzhan nodded expressionlessly and said, "It's been three hours."

He Yiming stood up helplessly, put the secret book into the wooden box, closed the lid of the box, and carefully held it to Jin Zhanzhan with both hands.

If the Jin Zhan seemed extremely careful when he first took it out, then He Yiming cherished it more and more.

Jin Zhan finally showed a smile and said, "Brother He, you can come and read again in three days, and after you advance to the Venerable, you can read here without limit."

He Yiming smiled angrily, but he knew in his heart that unless he planned to live in the Lingxiao Palace for a long time, this would be nothing more than empty words.

He sighed a long time, and as Jin Zhan took the secret book into the room, a scorching gaze flashed in He Yiming's eyes.

After leaving the arsenal, Jin Zhan still bowed deeply to the small door at the door. He Yiming felt very surprised and bowed with him in a similar way.

His ears trembled slightly, and He Yiming's face changed slightly. He caught a subtle voice. He vaguely understood in his heart that perhaps there was a venerable person living here.

But this Venerable Master's hidden technique was so amazing. When he was still sitting still, even he had to find out some movement.

After following the Battle of Jin, he accompanied He Yiming to leave the tower and came to a courtyard not far from the tower.

This is where the Jin Zhan lives in the inner city of Lingxiao Palace.

The closer the person is to the central tower, the more the core character of the Lingxiao Palace.

As for those powerful venerables, they basically live on the tower. Unless their cultivation has reached the peak of a certain level, or something earth-shaking happens in the outside world, they must come forward, otherwise they will never leave the tower.

This is very similar to those powerful venerables on Tianchi Mountain.

The Battle of Jin settled He Yiming in the best guest room and then said goodbye and left.

Although he still had a lot of things to give, he knew better that after reading the original version of the Thirty-Six Styles of Kaishan, He Yiming needed a lot of time to comprehend, so he was naturally embarrassed to stay here and wait for him to drive away people.

After bidding farewell to the Battle of Jin, He Yiming immediately closed his eyes and devoted himself to that magical realm.

I don’t know how long it took, but he still closed his eyes, but stood up and walked out of the door.

Although he did not open his eyes, he seemed to have a pair of empty eyes. Every step was extremely steady and did not touch any furniture in the room.

When he arrived at the door, he pushed it gently, and the door opened, and his steps became more and more steady.

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

Then, he pulled out his posture, punched one by one, as if he was slow motion.

A powerful golden power suddenly emerged from him, and this power was unscrupulously emitting in all directions.

Starting from the first thirty-six styles of Kaishan, one after another, and one skillfully started fighting.

His movements seemed calm and slow, but the connection between each posture was like flowing water, and it was just a matter of counting breaths, and the transition from the first to the twenty-third phase was completed.

In the past, although he had practiced the 23rd style one after another, his speed at that time was far from being compared with today, and the powerful momentum he condensed was much inferior.

This is the result of reading the original thirty-six styles of the mountain today, which gave He Yiming a new understanding of this set of gold-type martial arts, especially in the connection of moves, which reached an indescribable level.

If it weren't for this, He Yiming wouldn't have successfully cast every move in just a few breaths.

When the 23rd stance was officially completed, He Yiming's movements suddenly paused in the air, and the true energy in his body had reached its peak like a huge wave of hundreds of meters. He devoted himself to this last stance, trying to complete the 24th stance with this unparalleled momentum.

He had a strong feeling that as long as he could hit the 20th stage, he could successfully condense the golden flower.

But at this point, although the true energy is surging and the momentum is turbulent, it still cannot break through the thin film in front of you.

The 24th stance has been used countless times in his mind, but his body just cannot control the huge power, but there is a possibility that he will collapse at any time.

He maintained this posture in this way, and his peak momentum was maintained above this point, as if he was a clay bodhisattva, and he never moved again.

It was not until a long time later that he let out a long breath, his true energy was reclaiming little by little, and a hint of disappointment flashed across his face.

A figure flashed, and the Battle of Jin had arrived beside him. His body was as straight as a pineapple, and there was a strong and strange light flashing in his eyes. It seemed that He Yiming's momentum had aroused the heroic spirit in his heart, and he wanted to let go of his battle with him immediately.

After sensing the powerful fighting spirit of the Jin Battle, He Yiming's frustration just now suddenly disappeared, and a fighting will that was no less than the other party was also emanating from his body.

However, when the fighting spirit of the two of them had just touched each other, they immediately tried their best to control it.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, with an indescribable look of regret.

"Brother He, Senior Brother has sent someone to pass on the message. Five days later, it will be the time for us to fight the Qilian two demons." Jin Zhan said in a deep voice.

He Yiming clenched his fists with his weak fists, and he took a deep breath and said, "Are you five days? I really hope it will be here soon."

Jin Zhan Zhan laughed and said, "Brother He, I did not read the wrong person. We are actually the same type of person."

He Yiming was slightly stunned. Thinking of the initial rejection and the impatient moment, he couldn't help laughing. Perhaps he and the Battle of Jin really belonged to the same type of people.

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

Among these three people, two of them had exactly the same appearance, not only their appearance, but also their service and their expressions were not even different.

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

A moment later, one of the two old men dressed in the same dress said in a deep voice: "Such powerful golden power should be the Battle of the Golden."

The other old man nodded slightly and said, "It is not easy for the gold-type power to be so powerful, but more importantly, he can actually maintain it for so long. Hehe... This is clearly like the two of us demonstrations."

The old man sitting opposite them withdrew his gaze and said, "Big Demon, Two Demons, what do you think?"

The great demon immediately said respectfully: "Master, please rest assured. The stronger the opponent, the better it will be for us."

The two demons immediately said, "Only between life and death, we have the opportunity to realize that moment of opportunity and integrate the magic weapon into our bodies. Since the Jin Battle is well-known, we can only be happy." He paused and said, "However, why have you never heard of that He Yiming? Is there any strong man in the Lingxiao Palace that we don't know?"

The great demon cracked his thick lips and said, "No matter who it is, since he dares to accept our challenge, let him taste the bloody taste of hell."

The old man opposite sighed and said, "Since the Lingxiao Palace can allow this person to fight, it must be a support. You must not be despised, otherwise your efforts will be in vain."

The Qilian two demons condensed their eyes and nodded at the same time. Their movements were neat and uniform, just like one person.

The old man looked in that direction again, and he murmured: "Five days later..."
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