After finishing the cultivation of the dead wood skill, He Yiming generously went out to settle the bill. Only then did he know that a whole day and night had passed since he practiced this exercise.

This was the longest time he had spent cultivating a certain technique, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

However, if his thoughts were known to other cultivators, then it was guaranteed that everyone would have the idea of killing themselves.

One day and one night, one day and one night. For ordinary cultivators, let alone cultivating exercises, even if they take the exercise cheats for reference, they may not be able to do it.

However, He Yiming had completed his cultivation from the first layer to the peak tenth layer in such a short period of time......

This is absolutely impossible to reach the limit of what humans can reach.

Fortunately, no one knows about it, if it is really known. Then it will definitely arouse the curiosity and jealousy of countless people, even if his skills are great, I am afraid that he will not escape the fate of being dissected.

Of course, first of all, in this world, there must be the discipline of anatomy.

After checking out, He Yiming did not stop at all, but walked towards the deep mountains outside the county.

With his strength, not to mention not eating or drinking for a day and night, even if he doesn't eat for a few days, it doesn't matter much.

In Taicang County, there are many mountains and mountains, although there are not many mountains in the real sense, but a mountain range runs through the entire county from the far east to the endless west. The terrain in the county is complicated, the roads are rugged, and the number of good official roads comes and goes, and there are only a few so pitiful, and this is the main reason why Taicang County is far behind compared with other counties.

But for He Yiming. Stepping on a mountain trail is not much different from a spacious continent.

An hour later, he had stopped off the beaten track.

In the forest, it is the best place to cultivate. No matter how much damage is done here, the forest will slowly erase the traces.

Although He Yiming had also heard his grandfather say that in distant places, there are still environments called deserts and swamps, which are the best places to kill people, but he has never seen it with his own eyes, so naturally he can't imagine it.

In the mountains and forests, He Yiming was sure that no one was watching, and he suddenly snorted softly, and his internal strength was running like crazy, and the internal strength of the tenth layer of dead wood had already exploded in an instant.

In his heart, there was a sudden feeling that everything was in place, as if everything was not in his heart.

It was as if he had been transformed into a towering giant tree that had stood here for thousands of years.

Almost at the same time, there was a very subtle change in his body, and his muscles began to atrophy at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

But this is not really atrophied, but in this way, a powerful defense is formed on the surface of his body. He even had the feeling that even if the blade was added at this moment, he didn't want him to be hurt in the slightest. However, if it was his grandfather who used the Daguan knife to cut him, then he must have fled as far as he could.

However, among the exercises he has learned, the Deadwood Gong is indeed the first defense.

A thought suddenly popped up in his heart, if he could find a top-level internal strength technique to practice, he didn't know how far his defensive power would go.

Naturally, the general soil system internal strength exercises, just like those garbage goods in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the family, I am afraid that they can never be compared with the deadwood exercises.

The thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all, and one step forward, waving his arm towards a half-man-thick tree.

"Smack. The piercing sound suddenly sounded, and the big tree was not knocked down, but was pierced by He Yiming's entire arm.

His eyes lit up slightly, and the attack power of Deadwood Gong was also extraordinary, and it didn't seem to be under the tenth-layer mixed element strength. And one of his arms was as condensed as iron because of the atrophy of his muscles, and he pierced through the back of the tree. I didn't feel it at all.

It seemed that what he had just walked through was not a tree pole, but a piece of paper.

Retracting his arm, he suddenly found that in this case, the joints seemed to be a little stiff, especially when turning, it was a little difficult to control, but compared to the power of the Deadwood Gong, this little fetish did not seem to be a big problem that was difficult to accept.

His feet were slightly exerted, his knees did not move at all, his body was tense, and the strength of his toes alone had already made him jump a long distance.

Standing in mid-air, feeling the oncoming wind, his arms spread out, and his whole body fell like a stake.

By the time I landed, I was already a few meters away. This result surprised him, the speed under the dead wood is not slow at all, but this way of jumping seems to be a little old-fashioned, if it is seen at night, I am afraid that people will associate it with something that jumps out of a long box that is long and rectangular, enough to hold a person.

Suddenly, the childlike heart in his heart suddenly rose, and he began to scurry around in the dense forest in this way.

With his ten-layer internal strength as the base, even if his legs are unbending and his hands are not moving, his feet are still like springs, and he is still jumping forward like flying.

Along the way, let alone those small animals, even if they encountered a group of vicious wolves, they were so frightened that they turned around and ran.

After all, such strange creatures have never been seen in the Great Forest. Although this creature does not exude any fierce momentum, even if it is like this, it has the ability to be at least more than two meters tall and several meters away every time, which makes most creatures frightened.

Half a day later, He Yiming finally had enough of playing, and he stopped. The internal strength of his whole body was running, and the ripple power filled every meridian in his body, and within a moment, his body had completely returned to normal.

He had an excited smile on his face and an irrepressible joy in his heart, like a child getting a fun toy, and he couldn't put it down.

Slowly, he finally calmed down, and at this moment, there seemed to be an inexplicable dazed feeling in his heart.

How much time has passed, and he no longer feels like this.

It seems that since that night, when he got something in the lake, he has never felt like this again.

From that day on, he became preoccupied, and the joys of childhood seemed to have gone away from him.

In the past two years, he has never been as free as he did just now, and he was cheerful without scruples.

He looked at his strong, strong arms that had returned to normal, and suddenly remembered a question. Deadwood Gong can silence people's mood, but what he has fallen silent just now does not seem to be his original intention, but a disguise that he has been suppressing.

When this disguise fades, what is shown is his true heart.

He looked at his hands quietly, like a lifeless statue, and countless thoughts came to his heart.

For a long time, for a long time......

He looked up at the sky, and his eyes had regained clarity.

How great the ability is, how great the responsibility is, this is what Daddy has always said. If he can get the adventure in the lake, then something is destined to be lost.

And if he was to choose from scratch and let him go back to that night, he would still dive into the water without hesitation.

It's just that this time he will not be at a loss, but he will die without hesitation.

At this moment, the bits and pieces of the past two years have come to mind, and there seems to be a sublimation in his heart, a transformation like a chrysalis, and there is no longer the slightest hesitation and confusion in his eyes.

The sleeves waved slightly, and the internal strength in the body was still circulating.

But this time, he was not just using a certain kind of internal strength, but using the four main exercises alternately in his body.

First, the mixed element energy of the gold system, followed by the ripple power of the water system, followed by the dead wood power of the wood system, and finally the fire power of the fire system.

When all the four exercises have been circulated, the internal energy has once again turned into mixed element energy. And so on and so forth, as if endless.

After a while, He Yiming clearly sensed it.

With the transformation and flow of internal strength, his body seemed to have a feeling of lightness, as if his ability had been greatly improved in an instant, and he had a strong confidence that he could control everything.

This self-confidence is also reflected in his control of internal strength, and he seems to be able to reproduce the feeling of slashing the golden crown python to death that day at any time.

He seemed to be able to control the four different internal strength exercises in his body at any time, allowing them to be used at the same time, and they would burst out in an instant.

However, it was just a feeling, and it slowly faded.

Because when his internal strength technique changed from Agni Gong to Mixed Yuan Strength, there was a strong sense of stagnation.

This feeling is unusually uncomfortable, and it completely destroys the feeling of unity.

And as this feeling of sadness gradually increased, it seemed that the conversion of several major exercises in the body could no longer be maintained. It's like a delicate machine that once a fatal problem occurs in one of its parts, it can't function anymore.

With a long sigh, He Yiming finally gave up.

But he already knew it in his heart, and he had a solution. As long as you find another earth-based exercise to cultivate, it is estimated that this problem can be solved.

It's just that his will is not strong. Because for him at this moment, ordinary exercises are no longer eye-catching.

After all, with his current strength, under the thirty-six styles of the opening mountain, even if it is his grandfather and Xu Yinjie, I am afraid that they may not be his opponents. And even if he solved the problem, the result of being unconscious after a blow would be like a fly mixed in a soup, and he would not want to touch it easily.

Shaking his head slightly, looking at the increasingly depressed sunset, He Yiming let go of his steps and walked towards his home.

PS: Hakutsuru apologizes, I went out today and just came home!

It's late to post the article, please forgive your brothers and sisters, the white crane flapped its wings and flashed first......