Chapter 147: The Way of Strength

He Ming's appearance in the gym was not too eye-catching, although his dignity still had a very high return rate, but there were more people with various identities in and out of the gym than him, so as soon as he entered the gym, the attention decreased.

But in any case, this ascetic with a stick on his back had nothing to do with any major events that happened at that time, so He Ming could live in Tucheng in a grand manner and spend money to learn Taoism with great swagger.

And the fee of the Daoist Pavilion is indeed terrifying, He Ming has removed the gold coins of the emblem, and the value is less than half of the previous value, but he can still study here for more than a year, and with his learning ability, he can completely write down all the Taoist techniques in a very short period of time.

But his purpose was not only this, but even though these Dao Masters were teaching each other, many of the moves of Judge and Qing Shui had never been seen here at all.

Although the saying of Taoism is that the magic instructor tries his best to teach, and the achievement can only depend on personal comprehension, but many of these changes have their reasons after all, and He Ming, who can only exert the power of the lower limit of the spell, can't count on himself, he can only read the classics of Taoism to combine the records and slowly explore.

It's not a misfortune or a blessing for him, once his character falls into exploration and knowledge, he can slowly put down the pain and hatred in his heart, and go into those Taoist classics in the gym with all his heart, because what he is looking for is still clueless, and he must put it down first.

So from this day on, He Ming walked into the Taoist hall early in the morning every day to learn the Taoist art for two hours, and he had a day of non-stop in the days of Tucheng, and the rest of the time he inquired about new rumors in the city, and Tucheng, as the center of the alliance, could still get a lot of useful information.

And every day he will go out of the city, so that his body keeps exercising, and insists on honing the basic skills of warriors, such as Moon Shadow, he cares very much, many talented people ignore the tempering of basic skills and cannot reach a higher realm, this situation must not appear in their own body.

Once when he was about to go out of the city, he suddenly saw Ye Zilan riding the white horse of the divine horse, leading a team of cavalry into Tucheng, and under the respectful greeting of several Tucheng gentry who seemed to have a very high status, they rushed straight into the big courtyard of the Ma family.

She didn't take a second look at He Ming, even if she wasn't this respect, she couldn't look at herself at this kind of low-level person, He Ming didn't know where an unbearable sadness came from.

This uncomfortable feeling of life and death did not last long, because he had never dared to believe in this relationship too much, and now he would rather believe that the amorous and unforgettable smile was used to say goodbye to himself as a passer-by in life, proving that the ethereal relationship had existed.

In fact, this relationship that he couldn't let go of at all was forcibly suppressed by this kind of arrogant thinking, because he hadn't forgotten why he continued to be strong, and a noble figure like himself and Ye Zilan was at most just a small episode in each other's lives.

The moon is like practice, the years are like a shuttle, in Tucheng, which is so boring for ordinary people that they can't live at all, He Ming lives in an orderly manner, and even forgets the time.

In these days of unknown years, more and more news came from inside and outside Tucheng, and although most of them were worthless, he insisted on inquiring every day, as if it was not bad to hear stories.

It is definitely not too much to describe him as gifted in terms of learning knowledge, and I don't know how many months have passed, he will always appear in the gym for two hours a day, and his attendance rate is higher than that of any tutor, so the Taoist priests in the entire gym like him very much, and often discuss academic issues with him.

Thanks to the fact that the ideas of these Taoist priests are simple and direct, they only care about his understanding and perception in the communication with He Ming, and theoretically they can talk for two hours, and there will be no letting He Ming show his Taoist attainments, so He Ming, who has no effect at all, still has a good reputation here.

In addition, He Ming never spoke much, he entered the gym every morning and left in the morning, and most of the passers-by and apprentices were only familiar with him, and had little contact. Some acquaintances want to talk to him, but they will be rejected by his polite and cold attitude.

In this way, the ascetic-like man gradually grew longer over the course of time, and his skin gradually became better because he had not been sharpened in a cruel environment for a long time.

It's just that they see each other every day, imperceptibly, and no one thinks he's anything special, even if he returns to his original appearance, he still acts in the Tucheng without being affected.

And after several months of drought, the rainy season that the whole Mengzhong had been waiting for finally arrived, accompanied by pleasant precipitation, like the cheering mood of the residents of the League, the water and grass around the city grew as fast as magic, and all kinds of animals that had fled to the Zuma Forest to escape the summer also appeared everywhere in the League.

This rain is the same as the legend of Mengzhong, it is the holy water sprinkled by the god of life, and it will bring life wherever it passes, and people still do not understand why a rainy season can make the original loess all over the sky, and a desolate Mengzhong can be full of water and grass overnight, full of life, and accompanied by many prey everywhere.

But these miraculous phenomena did feed the entire population of Mengzhong, and the herders and farmers seized the carnival time to graze and sow seeds, and then when the rainy season passed, they could harvest enough to survive.

For a hunting expert like He Ming, this is also a great joy, the heavy rain stopped slightly, he had enough time to go out hunting in addition to the two-hour Taoist class every day, with his ability, every time there was a good harvest, either a wolf or a deer or a goat, and also hit a fox whose fur was very valuable.

He didn't care about the price, and every time he sold it to the merchants who collected the prey, the scene of sitting and eating was greatly improved for so long.

As his worries about life eased, He Ming began to have time to devote more of his mind to researching ways to make himself stronger.

His Dao art research became more and more exquisite, He Ming understood many very complex Dao art changes, many of which were realms that these instructors had not come into contact with, and it took him more than a month to deduce that he had successfully eliminated the known magic and Dao related runes in the three magic circles.

Dao skills will not improve much in the short term, and it is finally time to study those chaos runes that no one can solve. When he eliminated the known runes, the remaining rune patterns became official: I don't know if it was an illusion, these runes were obviously different from other runes.

They were shaped and didn't seem to be regular, and the shapes that were so clear before all the other runes were picked out now looked so weird, blurry and changeable, if it was the shape he saw now, then he didn't need to spend all this thought to see a huge difference at a glance!

Something is absolutely wrong with these runes! He Ming's heartbeat accelerated, and an irrepressible ecstasy arose, and the breakthrough in the exploration of the unknown and knowledge made his whole person lift his strength, and he really reached the point of forgetting himself and even ignoring everything.

Found it, finally! He couldn't help but rush out of Tucheng directly, and ran to the stone forest northwest of Mengzhong, ready to carefully start studying these unknown contents.

Now the rainy season of Mengzhong has just passed, the aquatic plants everywhere have not yet faded, the wild things still exist, but the ground has long been dry, as long as no one disturbs and it does not rain, He Ming can survive in this environment alone for a long time.

This was enough, he found a deserted place in the stone forest, he carved the three magic circles together on the stone ground according to the most reasonable connection, and first carefully explored the function of these runes with a certain regular arrangement.

However, he wasted a lot of time in vain, and found that although these magic and Dao runes were arranged in an orderly manner, as if they followed some rules, they combined to have no effect.

In other words, all the runes related to chaos are just a trick to cover up the chaos runes? This is also incredible, there are very few people who can see these magic circles, He Ming didn't think about it anywhere else for a while.

For example, these runes have the effect of interfering with the caster's line of sight, so that only people like He Ming, who have almost zero spell affinity, can see them? Or is it to amplify the effects of those Chaos Runes? One thought is wrong, and many perspectives of thinking are missed.

Grinding away those magic and Taoist runes that he thought were meaningless, He Ming began to observe those chaos runes, without the influence of other runes, these chaos runes seemed a little blurry again, but focusing on one of them, it would become clear again.

He experimented with these runes several times with trepidation, and was finally pleasantly surprised to find that these chaos runes were not affected by his strange constitution in the slightest, and he used them to produce strange effects, and it was by no means the power of five strokes to kill a chicken!

At this point, he almost cried tears of joy, and then immediately entered a state of true self-forgetfulness, and every rune, or pair of runes, had been deduced and tried to combine countless times to find out any of the effects.

When you are sleepy, you will sleep directly by the stone forest, and when you are so hungry that you can't hold it, you will go to hunt a bunch of prey and throw it at your feet, regardless of whether the food is spoiled, and when you are hungry, you will study until you finish eating.

Under the stimulation of this inexplicable sense of excitement, he has completely forgotten his original intention of researching these, and just seizes every moment of time, so that this knowledge and power that have never appeared in the world are presented in front of his eyes!