It was a full three hours, but in He Yiming's feelings. But it seems to be just a blink of an eye.

The feeling of reading the original book is really different from reading the book of the 36 styles of the opening mountain in his hand.

It's not that there is any deviation in the secret book in his hand, but because he and the founding patriarch of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall have subtle differences in their understanding of the Golden System Exercises.

And it is precisely because of this difference that He Yiming feels a very different world.

Of course, it is unknown who has a better understanding, but in He Yiming's feelings, only the most suitable for himself is the most powerful martial art.

In the first hour, He Yiming had already completely flipped through the first to twentieth forms. On the second hour of the following day, he flipped through the twenty-first to twenty-third formulas using his own special method. He can completely indulge in his body and mind, and carefully experience the slight differences between the two secret books.

This difference gives him a wide range of room for adjustment, and gives him a strong self-confidence to take Kaishan Thirty-Six Styles one step further.

In the last hour, He Yiming fixed the pattern in the cheats in the twenty-fourth style.

Although there were twelve styles in the back, and even the last unpredictable three styles, he didn't read them.

After all, he is not a high-minded person in his bones, although the picture behind him has a great attraction for him, but he just forcibly restrained the desire in his heart.

After staying on the page of the twenty-fourth style for a long time, He Yiming's brows furrowed. Although he has indulged in it, he just can't fully grasp the mysteries.

It's like there is a translucent membrane in front of his eyes, which looks thin, as if it can be torn easily, but his hands and feet are imprisoned, and he can't use force at all, and naturally it is impossible to tear that layer of membrane.

Suddenly, He Yiming sensed that someone seemed to have come to his side. His heart sank, and he quickly retreated from that realm of complete indulgence.

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

A hint of annoyance flashed on his face, and He Yiming said, "It's time?"

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

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

If when he took it out at the beginning, Jin Zhanzhan was extremely careful, then He Yiming at this time cherished it more and more.

Jin Zhanzhan finally showed a smile and said, "Brother He, you can come back to watch it in three days, and after you advance to Venerable, you can watch it here without restrictions." ”

He Yiming smiled stupidly, but in his heart, he knew that unless he planned to live in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall for a long time, this was simply an empty word.

With a long sigh, watching Jin Zhanzhan take the cheats into the room, He Yiming's eyes flashed with a burning gaze.

Left the arsenal. Jin Zhan still bowed deeply to the small door at the door, He Yiming was very surprised in his heart, and bowed with him in the same way.

His ears trembled slightly, He Yiming's face changed slightly, and he caught a little subtle sound. He vaguely understood in his heart that perhaps there was a Venerable Lord living in it.

But this Venerable Master's concealment technique was so good that even he had to make a lot of effort to detect the slightest movement while he was still meditating.

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

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

The closer anyone is to the central tower, the more they are the core of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

As for those powerful Venerables, they basically lived on top of the tower, unless they had reached the pinnacle of a certain level of cultivation, or something earth-shattering had happened in the outside world, and they had to come forward, otherwise they would never leave the tower.

This is similar to those powerful Venerables on Tianchi Mountain.

Jin Zhan settled He Yiming in the best guest room, and then took his leave.

Although he still had a lot of things to order, he knew better that after reading the original of the 36 styles of the opening mountain, He Yiming needed a lot of time to comprehend. Naturally, he was embarrassed to stay here and wait for him to catch up.

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

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

Although he didn't open his eyes, it was as if he had a pair of empty eyes, and every step was extremely steady, and he didn't touch any furniture in the room.

Came to the door, gently pushed, the door opened, and his steps became more and more steady.

Moving forward step by step, I finally stopped at the very center of the courtyard.

Then, he opened up the stance, punching one punch at a time, as if in slow motion.

From his body, a powerful golden power suddenly rose to the extreme, and this power unscrupulously radiated in all directions.

Starting from the first style of the 36th style of the mountain, one after another, they fought skillfully.

His movements seemed to be steady and slow, but the connection between each form was like flowing water, and it was only a few breaths that he had completed the transition from the first form to the twenty-third form.

In the past, on top of Tianchi, although he had also practiced to the twenty-third form one after another, the speed at that time was far from being comparable to today, and the powerful momentum he had condensed was much inferior.

This is the result of reading the original 36 styles of the opening mountain today, which gave He Yiming a new understanding of this set of golden exercises, especially in the connection of moves. It has reached a point where it is indescribable.

If it weren't for this, He Yiming would not have been able to successfully perform every style in just a few breaths.

When the twenty-third form was officially completed, He Yiming's movements suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the true qi in his body was like a giant * hundreds of meters, which had reached its peak. He devoted himself to this last pose, wanting to complete the twenty-fourth pose with this unparalleled momentum in one go.

He had a strong feeling that as long as he could hit the twentieth form, then he would be able to successfully condense the Golden Flower.

But at this point, although it is surging and the momentum is churning, it still can't break through the film in front of you.

The twenty-fourth form had been performed countless times in his mind, but the body just couldn't control that huge power, but it had the possibility of collapsing at any time.

He maintained this posture like this, and his peak momentum remained above this, as if he were a mud bodhisattva, and never moved again.

It wasn't until a long time later that he let out a long breath, his true qi recovering little by little, and a hint of disappointment flashed on his face.

The figure flashed, and Jin Zhanzhan had already come to his side, his body was straight as loose, and his eyes flashed with a strong strange light. It seemed that he was aroused by He Yiming's momentum, and he wanted to fight with him immediately.

After sensing the strong fighting intent of the Jin Campaign, He Yiming's frustration was suddenly swept away, and in his body, there was also a fighting will that was not inferior to the other party.

It's just that when the battle intent of the two of them just touched, they immediately tried their best to control it.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, both with a hint of indescribable regret.

"Brother He, Senior Brother has sent someone to spread the word, and in five days, it will be the time for us to fight the Qilian Twin Demons. Jin Zhan said in a deep voice.

He Yiming clenched his fists emptyly. He took a deep breath and said, "Five days, I really hope it will come soon." ”

Jin Zhanzhan laughed and said, "Brother He, I really didn't see the wrong person, we are actually the same kind of people. ”

He Yiming was slightly stunned, thinking of the initial refusal and the impatience at the moment, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, perhaps, he really belonged to the same kind of people as Jin Zhan.

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On the other side of the tower, in a large 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 faces, the way they dressed, but even their expressions were not even different.

As if sensing something, they abruptly stopped talking and looked in one direction or another.

After a while, one of the two old men dressed in the same clothes said in a deep voice: "Such a powerful Jin system force should be the Jin Battle. ”

The other old man nodded slightly and said, "It's not easy for the golden system to be so strong, but more importantly, he can maintain it for so long. Hey...... This is clearly like the two of us demonstrating. ”

The old man sitting with them withdrew his gaze and said, "Great Demon, Second Demon, what do you think?" ”

The Great Demon immediately said respectfully: "Master, please rest assured, the stronger the opponent, the better it will be for the two of us." ”

The second demon then said: "Only between life and death can we have the opportunity to realize that momentary opportunity and integrate the divine weapon into our bodies. Since the Battle of Najin is worthy of its name, we can only be happy. He paused and said, "However, who is that He Yiming, why have you never heard of it? ”

The Great Demon cracked his thick lips and said, "No matter who it is." If he dares to accept our challenge, let him taste the blood of hell. ”

The old man on the opposite side sighed lightly and said, "Since the Lingxiao Treasure Hall can let this person fight, it must be relied on, you must not despise it, otherwise it will fall short, and all the hard work for the teacher will be in vain." ”

Qi Lian's twin demons stared at each other, and nodded at the same time, their movements were uniform, as if they were one person.

The old man's gaze looked in that direction again, and he muttered, "Five days later, ......"