The old man in the room nodded to He Yiming. It was Mr. He Wude, the old owner of Hejiazhuang.

"Yiming, I heard from Quanxin that you had an opportunity in the library yesterday?" The old man said straight to the point. In front of his children and grandchildren, he could not hide his intentions.

He Yiming responded and said, "Yes, grandpa, yesterday when I was copying a secret book, I suddenly entered a magical state." He thought for a while and said, "I can't describe it, anyway, this state is very strange."

Mr. He had bright eyes. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Yiming, tell me in detail."

Of course, Yiming would not hide anything from the old man. For the ignorant person involved, he wanted to know more than anyone else what happened last night.

After hearing He Yiming's detailed explanation, He Wude's brows frowned more and more, but what made Yiming feel strange was that he seemed to vaguely see a hint of surprise in the old man's eyes. He suddenly became a little clear in his heart. Perhaps the old man really understood something.

After a while, He Wude asked in a deep voice: "Yiming, have you noticed any strange changes after you exit this state?"

He Yiming thought about it and said, "It seems that there is one thing that the secret book I copied at the beginning seems to have been remembered firmly by me, and it seems to be of great help to understand the meaning."

He Wude's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Where is your secret copy? Show me."

He Yiming hurriedly entered the underground secret room and took out the secret book. He not only took out the secret book of bone transformation technique, but also took out the contents of the eighth floor of the Rolling Stone Fist.

Anyway, except for the secret book of bone transformation technique, the other secret book are more or less subtle differences when transcribing, especially in the figures, which cannot be truly the same. Of course, this difference is just a different foundation in the drawings, and there will be no mistakes.

"Grandpa, this is the secret book I copied last night, which is indeed a little different from what I copied before."

He Wude looked at the three words "Bone Transformation Technique" on the secret book, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He looked up at He Yiming in confusion, not understanding why he wanted to choose this wood-type auxiliary exercise.

However, the old man did not ask, because he had decided long ago to let Yiming develop independently. Since he did this, maybe he had his own considerations.

After turning on the secret book, the old man looked at it seriously. After a moment, the old man's face moved and he said, "Follow me."

Under the leadership of the old man, they came to the library. He Quanxin and He Laibao naturally came to greet him, but the old man waved his hand and immediately lost their fighting style.

After entering the hall of the library, He Wude took out the bone-transforming technique on the bookshelf and placed the two secret books together.

If these two bone transformation techniques are separated, it seems that there is nothing strange. But if they are put together, then the secret will be seen.

The contents in the two secret books are exactly the same, without any difference.

If it weren't for the length of paper and copying, these two secret books could almost be regarded as one.

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

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

He Wude turned his head to look at Yiming, with an uncontrollable look of surprise in his eyes and said, "Yiming, I have only heard of this state. If I hadn't seen these two secret books, I would never be sure that you would have entered this state by chance."

He Yiming blinked twice, and there was curiosity inside.

He Wude thought about it for a while, as if he was thinking about how to explain to this little grandson. Yiming did not urge him, and the room suddenly became silent.

After a long time, the old man said, "Yiming, for the vast majority of practitioners, what we cultivate is internal energy, which is the so-called 'power'. However, there are a few practitioners with extremely high talent or who have swallowed some treasures of heaven and earth. They can break through the shackles of internal energy, reach the innate realm, and thus practice 'qi Tao'."

He Yiming was very surprised. This was the first time the old man talked to him about the innate realm. For him, who had advanced to the tenth level of internal energy, it was even more tempting.

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

He Wude smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know very well, 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, and then said, "But I once heard from the teacher that there seems to be a 'shen way' in the innate realm. This shen way is profound and unpredictable, and can only be touched by those with great magical powers and great perseverance. Once you enter the 'shen way, you will achieve the ability to remember everything you see. The magical state you encountered yesterday actually copied the secret book of bone transformation techniques exactly the same, which is one of the unique abilities of 'shen way'."

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

It turns out that the innate realm is called Qi Dao, and Qi Dao is not the peak of cultivation. There is also a saying of Shinto above Qi Dao...

He Yiming felt uncontrollable excitement in his heart, and he could even feel that his heartbeat had accelerated much faster than usual.

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

He Wude was stunned. He opened his mouth and laughed in silence, saying, "Yiming, you don't need to ask this question now. I'll tell you after you reach the peak of the tenth level." Seeing He Yiming's brows frowned slightly, he seemed to have a look of unwillingness. He Wude shook his head slightly and cursed with a smile: "You are the most promising and potential among the younger generation of our He family, so you must remember it at any time and don't be too ambitious."

He Yiming said depressedly: "Yes, grandpa."

At this moment, he even had the idea of ​​showing all his strength.

However, this idea was just a little bit turned around and was suppressed by him. His performance was already very shocking. I would rather wait for another two years and take it slowly.

After thinking about it, He Yiming asked suddenly: "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's heart jumped and he quickly smiled and said, "Grandpa, grandson has something to ask you to agree."

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

"When my grandson practiced recently, I felt that he had not made much progress and was restless, so I wanted to stop retreating and go out for a while." He Yiming said respectfully.

He Wude's face changed slightly, and he immediately said, "Yiming, the practice of internal energy skills is a very boring thing. When you practice, you must not be greedy for merit and make progress. No matter what, you must do it steadily. It is better to slow down than just seek speed."

He Yiming lowered his eyebrows and said with a pleasing look: "Yes, grandpa, grandson remember."

He Wude pondered for a moment and said, "Everyone has different talents and different minds. Even if you are in seclusion and practice hard, everyone can hold on to it. You are young and have not had enough time to go out for a long time, so you should go out for a trip."

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

He had this plan as early as the mountain, but because he was not yet fifteen this year, he was worried that his family would not agree with him going out for a trip. Unexpectedly, he seemed to agree with the old man's tone.

He Wude reached out and patted Yiming on the shoulder and said, "A good man is determined by all sides. If you have such an idea, grandpa will certainly support you. However, I only have one request."

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

"You are too lonely when you go on the road alone. How about I let Laibao accompany you?"

He Yiming rolled his eyes and complained in his heart.

He actually had other plans in his mind. If he asked Baoye to follow him, then he would agree to go to Xujiabao to seek the Killing Wood Master, that would be a ghost.

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

He Wude hesitated for a moment. He was about to object, but suddenly felt the firmness in He Yiming's words. He moved slightly. If he really opposed oppression, would it cause some obstacle to Yiming's mood?

Seeing that the old man seemed to be a little moved, He Yiming quickly struck while the iron was hot, "Grandpa, grandson is also a master of eighth level of internal strength. In addition, the thirty-six ways to open the mountain, do you think there is still a place in Taicang County that grandson cannot go?"

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

He sighed and said, "Okay, but in more than a month, it will be the first day of wedding. I hope you can come back to attend the day of wedding at that time."

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

However, he also understood why the old man was so easy to talk to. If he had to count the round trip for a month, he was afraid that he could only go around Taicang County or neighboring counties. It would be impossible to think of going further away.

Nodding heavily, He Yiming swears: "Okay, grandpa, I will definitely return home in one month."

After saying that, his eyes glanced in a certain direction, and a strong sense of confidence surged in his heart. In a month, he must get the dead wood skills.

Ps: The essence was added yesterday, and it was added by the deputy moderator Xiaotian^_^

Baihe went to take a look. A friend said that the back mountain of Hejiazhuang is a treasure house, even spiritual beasts, which is unreasonable.

sweat……

Baihe writes about fantasy, what is fantasy? It means to fully utilize your imagination. As long as the rough things are not too different, please don’t blame me. If you see something that you think is unreasonable, please laugh it off ^_^

In fact, let alone a golden-crowned python migrated from a distance from the back mountain, even if it migrated ten or eight, it did not seem to affect the overall situation. Anyway, I would not let He Yiming die in Shekou.

I dare say that Qidian's books have all their faults. If you want to be logical everywhere, then a person can only write a thousand words every day, or less.

Well, everyone has a type that they like and they don’t like. What Baihe has to do is to try to make book friends who accept the Baihe style feel happy when reading books, that’s all…
Chapter completed!