The formation that Grandpa Fu said was very magical, I saw that he casually shot out some cyan light, and a light curtain was formed to cover the Zhaojiazhuang in front of him, and then the entire Zhaojiazhuang disappeared from Zhao Yiming's sight.

"What!"

Zhao Yiming's eyes widened, feeling that he was dazzled, but no matter how he rubbed his eyes, he couldn't see the shadow of Zhao Jiazhuang.

Zhao Xiong and the others next to him were also stunned, with shocked expressions on their faces.

This scene is really amazing.

"Yiming, this is the magic of the formation, if you want to learn, then work hard, and when you join the Holy Land, you will be able to learn the formation. Xia Siyu looked at Zhao Yiming in shock, and said meaningfully.

Zhao Yiming nodded yearning and said, "I will definitely join the Holy Land." ”

When Xia Siyu heard this, she immediately smiled and narrowed her eyes.

Grandpa Fu looked at it and sighed secretly in his heart.

He knew that Xia Siyu probably really liked this silly boy, but the identity between the two of them, alas!

Shaking his head slightly, Grandpa Fu took out a few jade pendants and handed them to Zhao Yiming, explaining: "This is the key to entering and exiting the formation, and in the future, when you enter and exit Zhaojiazhuang, someone must hold a jade pendant." Once there is no jade pendant, none of you can enter Zhaojiazhuang. ”

"Thank you Grandpa Fu!" Zhao Yiming nodded gratefully, then accepted a piece of jade pendant, and handed over the rest of the jade pendant to his grandfather Zhao Xiong.

With this formation to protect Zhaojiazhuang, he will no longer have to worry about Zhaojiazhuang in the future, and he can stay in the Blackstone Academy to cultivate with peace of mind.

......

In the following days, Zhao Yiming took Xia Siyu to visit the scenery of the Dalong Mountains during the day, and studied "Wandaoliu" at night.

Ground-level martial arts are more vast and unfathomable than Xuan-level martial arts, and this "Wandaoliu" is known as the strongest ground-level martial arts, and the content is naturally more extensive and profound.

Zhao Yiming studied it by himself for a few days, and after consulting Grandpa Fu, he finally figured out the several cultivation levels of "Wandaoliu".

"Ten Thousand Streams" is divided into one stream, ten streams, one hundred streams, a thousand streams, and finally ten thousand streams.

This martial art uses spiritual power to tremble, so that the weapon erupts into dozens or even hundreds of attacks in an instant, which is like someone swinging a sword, and the sword body shakes, forming a rain of swords.

But the tremor of mental power is even more difficult, and it is too difficult to make a flying knife attack tens of millions of times in an instant.

And this is just a stream.

If you want to practice to the realm of 'Ten Streams', you need to make the weapon burst out in an instant with ten waves of such attack torrents, not ten times, but ten waves, and there are tens of millions of attacks in one wave.

This difficulty is even more unheavenly, not to mention that there are hundreds of streams, thousands of streams, and even the strongest ten thousand streams.

Zhao Yiming really didn't dare to imagine what kind of power this martial art would have once it was cultivated to the Ten Thousand Dao Streams.

In fact, Grandpa Fu had already told him that as long as he practiced a stream, the attack power he exerted would already be comparable to that of a peak powerhouse in the Divine Hidden Realm.

"The pinnacle of the Divine Hidden Realm!"

"If I can practice a stream, then the Zhang family will no longer be a threat. ”

"But it's too difficult. ”

......

Zhao Yiming had a bitter face, he tried to cultivate "Ten Thousand Dao Streams", but the progress was very small, and he didn't know that he could only practice a stream in the Year of the Monkey.

In fact, Grandpa Fu had already told him that only martial artists in the Divine Hidden Realm were qualified to cultivate ground-level martial arts, not to mention that "Wandaoliu" was still the strongest ground-level martial arts, and its difficulty was comparable to heaven-level martial arts.

Zhao Yiming is only a martial artist in the Yuan Qi Realm now, and if he wants to leapfrog the cultivation of "Ten Thousand Dao Flow", it is undoubtedly difficult to ascend to the sky.

"It's a pity that my red and blue crown can only make me enter an epiphany state on the martial arts of the water and fire attributes, this "Wandaoliu" belongs to a special spiritual martial art, and even the red and blue crowns can't help me. ”

Zhao Yiming had some regrets.

If it was a water-type martial art and a fire-type martial art, even if it was a ground-level martial art, he was sure to practice it.

But "Wandaoliu" does not belong to these two attributes.

However, Zhao Yiming was also unwilling to give up cultivating "Wandaoliu", because the power of this martial art was too strong, and he was reluctant to give up.

So, I can only continue to delve into it.

......

Happy times are always short-lived, and half a month's vacation passed in a blink of an eye, Zhao Yiming left Zhaojiazhuang again and went to Black Rock City with Xia Siyu.

After the two arrived at the Blackstone Academy, Zhao Yiming carried his burden and walked to the dormitory.

Xia Siyu reluctantly watched his back disappear, and then said to the old servant driving the carriage: "Grandpa Fu, let's go back." ”

Grandpa Fu persuaded with a worried face: "Gong...... Miss, it is impossible for you to be together, if you continue, it will not only hurt you, but also hurt him, it is better to end it as soon as possible, and the long pain is better than the short pain. ”

Xia Siyu bit her lip when she heard this, and said with a face full of unwillingness: "Why? Why can't I choose the life I want? Why can't I choose to be with the person I like?"

Grandpa Fu looked at Xia Siyu with pity: "This is the fairness of fate, you were born as a daughter, with a respected status, and enjoy the glory and wealth that the commoners envy." What you lack is the only freedom that the common people have. ”

"If I had a choice, I would rather not have all this glory and wealth, but also choose freedom. I want to be in control of my own destiny and not be a canary trapped in a cage. Xia Siyu shook his head and said.

Grandpa Fu sighed and said, "There are no ifs in this world...... Miss, resign yourself to your fate!" he knew it was cruel to say, but that was the reality.

"I ...... I don't accept my fate!" Xia Siyu gritted his silver teeth, looked at the direction of the Black Stone Academy with beautiful eyes, and suddenly asked, "Grandpa Fu, do you say that Yiming is it possible for him to become the Holy Son of the Three Holy Lands?"

Grandpa Fu shook his head and said, "I understand what you mean, Miss, you want to wait for him to become the Holy Son, and then you will be the right person." However, although his talent is good, it is only compared to Black Rock City, and looking at the entire Great Xia Empire, his talent is only mediocre. ”

"I believe him!" Xia Siyu was silent for a moment, and then said: "The first time I saw him, I heard him talk about his dream, his goal is to join the Holy Land and become the strongest martial artist in the Divine Continent...... I believe in him!"

"There is still a little hope of joining the Holy Land and becoming the strongest martial artist in the Shenzhou Continent...... Hehe. Grandpa Fu shook his head and smiled, since the gods pioneered martial arts, how many people can be invincible in the Shenzhou Continent?

The carriage drove slowly, and the girl's stubborn gaze was looking through the window, looking in the direction of the Black Rock Academy.

"A ...... hit"

Xia Siyu muttered softly.