Chapter 65 The Past Clouds

Holding his hands flat, streams of innate true energy around his body formed an extremely subtle and difficult to sense small vortex.

With a little force on his toes, his body bounced up as if he had no weight. He was in mid-air, and seemed to have paused for a moment, and then suddenly exploded.

His figure seemed to have turned into countless lines, and dozens of afterimages appeared in this small space in the room. His feet seemed to have fallen to the ground at the same time, like the endless rain, stepping on every corner of the room.

However, with a slight sound of wood breaking, all the afterimages of He Yiming disappeared.

He looked at the small piece of wood chips that were shattered under his feet and sighed quietly.

After a while, the door was gently pushed open. Yuan Lixun walked in silently like a cat. Her eyes swept through the room and immediately took out a broom to clean up the wood chips on the ground.

Seeing He Yiming's frown, she hesitated for a moment, and finally plucked up the courage and said, "Young Master, do you have any worries?"

He Yiming looked at her in surprise. Since he integrated Yun and Yu's insights into swordsmanship, his martial arts have undoubtedly improved a little more. But when he wanted to integrate this feeling into boxing at the same time, he always felt a little incongruent.

He asked the servants to prepare hundreds of small wooden pieces and put them sporadically in this not-too-large room, and then used the Yunyu Flying Technique and the Hand-Sealing Technique to practice martial arts.

However, he soon discovered that if he practiced the same as before, there would naturally be no problem. But if he wanted to integrate his understanding of Yun and Yu into his boxing skills, it would be even more difficult and almost impossible.

Although sword techniques and boxing techniques are in line with each other, they are still different after all.

Every time he practices, he will slash a few small wooden blocks under his feet, which shows that he still has certain defects in controlling his true qi. No matter how powerful such moves are, they cannot be used in actual combat.

During these days, he left Lin Taoli aside and practiced combat skills wholeheartedly, but there was still no progress and he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

But outside the room, although Yuan Lixun didn't understand what he was doing, she kept silently protecting him and asked the servants to prepare hundreds of the same small pieces of wood.

Once the sound of the fist wind in the room stopped, she would come in person, remove the broken wood chips, and replace the new wood blocks, which did not worry He Yiming at all.

Although it was just a trivial matter, it made He Yiming's heart feel a trace of indescribable warmth.

The originally condensed eyebrows also saw her figure, and after hearing her concerned inquiries, they slowly stretched out.

"It's no big deal. I'm just thinking about a kind of exercise, but unfortunately, I still have no clue yet."

Yuan Lixun was also stunned, and suddenly there was a little touch and gratitude when he looked at He Yiming.

Although she had just plucked up the courage to ask, in her heart, she had never expected to get an answer.

She was very clear about her positioning and knew the huge gap between the two, so she never thought that she could get real equal treatment in front of him. However, He Yiming's attitude made her heart beat violently at this moment.

Yuan Lixun quickly lowered her head and said carefully: "Young Master, please don't be anxious. When my mother was alive, she once said that as long as she has a deep skill, the iron rod will be ground into a needle. You can't do this time, but you will definitely succeed one day."

He Yiming's eyes suddenly condensed. Of course he understood this principle. However, since the adventure at the bottom of the lake, he has been smooth sailing along the way. Even when he broke through the innate realm, he did not spend much effort. Therefore, in terms of mentality, it was his weakest link.

At this moment, after hearing Yuan Lixun's words, a thought suddenly arose in his heart.

It is not easy to create an innate technique. It has only been a few days of exploration. If you can integrate the newly realized feeling of clouds and rain into your boxing skills, it would be too funny.

He looked at Yuan Lixun with emotion, and the gratitude in his heart seemed to turn into tenderness.

The two stood silently. After a moment, they felt that the atmosphere was different. A faint blush appeared on Yuan Lixun's face.

Although she was not stunning, at this moment, the blush on her face seemed so dazzling, like a flower blooming in his heart, which he remembered in his heart.

Suddenly, a high cat moan came from outside the window, and Yuan Lixun jumped up like a cat. She said with a flushed face: "Young Master, I'll go out first."

He Yiming responded subconsciously, and as she left like a life-long escape, a trace of regret suddenly surged in his heart. He turned his head and looked out the window, and felt very hatred: "Where did the old cat come from, call me Chun..."

Outside the door, Yuan Lixun's face gradually returned to calm, but her heart was absolutely uneasy.

Two clear faces appeared in her mind. Although these two were her closest relatives, the feeling they brought to her was absolutely different.

"Li Xun, your luck is here this time. If you can win Master He's favor, then you will have whatever you want. Oh... Daddy did neglect your sisters before, and it's all that Daddy is wrong. But don't worry, from now on, Li Xiang will be with me and I will take care of him personally. I promise that he will treat him as the family heir and will never treat him unfairly."

"Sister, Dad said you want to travel far, so when will you come back to see me?"

"Brother, after your internal strength reaches the sixth level and enters the core children of the family, I will definitely come back to see you."

Her heart felt a little painful, Dad, what you are sorry for is not just us siblings. My mother always said during her lifetime that as long as she has a deep skill, the iron rod will be ground into a needle. But she has never been able to exchange your heart for her whole life.

Mom, I just don’t know what your daughter will do...

Turning back to look at the door behind me, this thin wooden board seemed to divide the inside and outside the room into two different worlds.

Suddenly, she regretted it. Since she had already decided, why did she still escape just now?

If he doesn't like him, will Dad still treat his younger brother as his family heir?

She stood quietly, her eyes gradually becoming confused, and she was actually crazy...

In the room, He Yiming took out three Daguan Knife. With his wrist shaking, he had already assembled the Daguan Knife in an instant.

Although the Daguan Sword has only been with him for more than a year, He Yiming seemed to have been with this sword for a lifetime, knowing every inch of it, as if even his life and heartbeat have been closely linked to this terrifying sword.

This feeling was particularly strong after he was promoted to the innate realm.

If He Wude knew about this situation, he would definitely be crazy jealous. His decades of life-living relationship with Daguandao is not as good as He Yiming's accumulation in just over a year.

The Daguan Knife waved casually, and a cloud suddenly seemed to float in the whole room.

The clouds changed, and it seemed to turn into a thick fog again. In the heavy clouds, the sound of water flowing came. This was rain, clouds and rain. Under the interpretation of the Daguan Dao, these two common astronomical weathers in nature were immediately revealed vividly.

After a moment, He Yiming withdrew the big knife in his hand and the room became calm.

The nearly four-meter-long Daguan Sword seemed so huge in this room that it could not even be held high above the top. However, under He Yiming's control ability that reached the terrifying level, the scene of clouds and rain actually sprinkled in this room.

The difficulty is many times greater than that of bare hands and empty fists.

However, He Yiming just couldn't do it, and integrated the clouds and rain into the boxing skills.

He sighed softly, knowing that the reason why Yunyu was able to successfully integrate into the Daguan Sword was because when facing the 200-strong tiger death squad, he was inspired by the momentum of those fierce horse thieves who were fearless, so he suddenly burst out of his spirit, allowing him to have an epiphany again, and successfully transform Yunyu into sword techniques.

However, that kind of feeling and enlightenment all appear unconsciously and cannot be controlled by others.

He sighed lightly and put away the Daguan knife. Since he could not achieve an enlightenment, then slowly study and explore it yourself. Yuan Lixun's mother said that as long as the skill is deep, the iron rod will be ground into a needle, this sentence is still very reasonable.

Suddenly, he turned his head and smiled and said, "Grandpa, please come in."

Yuan Lixun was outside the door and suddenly heard the sound in the room and woke up immediately. She turned around and looked around blindly. Not to mention not seeing He Wude's figure, even the cat named Chun just now didn't know where to go.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and an old man walked in from the main entrance, which was Mr. He Wude of the He family.

It turned out that He Yiming had already heard the old man's voice as far apart. However, the old man seemed to know that He Yiming was practicing martial arts, so he was just wandering outside the courtyard and did not enter.

She greeted her, and said deeply, "Old Master."

He Wude nodded softly and said, "I have something to say to Yiming, you can go down first."

Yuan Lixun dared not disobey, and responded softly and turned around and left.

When the door opened, He Yiming welcomed his grandfather in. Seeing the old man's serious face, he couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Grandpa, who made you angry?"

He Wude shook his head slightly and said, "Yiming, I think Li Xun is not as beautiful as Li Wen, but she is quite realistic. Moreover, although she is a cane, she is also the granddaughter of Brother Zeyu. If you don't like her, why don't you let me accept her as your granddaughter and find a good family to let her go in the future."

He Yiming's eyes were dumbfounded for a while, and he didn't know what he felt, but the only thing that was certain was that this feeling was definitely not happy.

"Grandpa, who spread rumors in front of you? How did my grandson say he doesn't like her?"

He Wude said in surprise: "Since you like her, why is she still a virgin now?"

He Yiming's face suddenly turned red. In this case, the innate true energy seemed to be of no use: "Grandpa, how did you know? Who told you."

"Is this something more necessary? I am a very old man and can't even see this thing." He Wude said angrily.

He Yiming quickly coughed a few times and said, "Grandpa, I don't want to talk about this matter yet. However, I don't want her to leave me."

When he said the second sentence, He Yiming's tone was extremely firm.

He Wude nodded slightly and said, "It would be great if you like it. If not, it would delay the youth of the girl, I would be embarrassed to explain it to the Zeyu brothers."

He Yiming was timid, but only he understood what he was thinking.

He Wude pondered for a moment and said, "Yiming, since you have been promoted to innate, I want to tell you some things too."

He Yiming immediately felt refreshed when he heard the seriousness in the old man's words and said, "Grandpa, please tell me."

"Forty years ago, I came to Taicang County. With the help of a Daguan knife in my hand and the assistance of your grandpa Bao, I have built up a land of my own in Taicang County." He Wude said with a roar: "That period is really unforgettable, and I don't know how many storms have passed."

He Yiming nodded repeatedly and expressed his admiration perfectly through his eyes.

He Wude looked at him and said with a hilarious cry: "Forget it, you know all these things, I won't say them." He twisted his beard and seemed to be in the middle of thinking. After a long time, his face became gloomy, as if he remembered something that made him feel uncomfortable: "More than 40 years ago, I was a disciple of the Hengshan Sect, and one of the three elders of Hengshan, the medicine-refining boy of the Yaodaoist."

He Yiming opened his mouth slightly and said, "Grandpa, you were forty years old forty years ago."

"certainly."

"You are in your forties, are you still a boy?" He Yiming asked in disbelief.

He Wude glared at him and almost slapped him. Fortunately, he finally remembered that his grandson was a congenital strongman, so he couldn't slap him out.

However, when he saw the smile contained in He Yiming's eyes, he suddenly realized that the feeling of chest tightness and anxiety when he remembered the past seemed to have inexplicably dissipated.

He reached out and pointed He Yiming speechlessly, but felt a sense of pride and gratitude in his heart. The little kid finally grew up.

"Listen to me, your Taoist ancestor, was over 100 years old. In front of him, I was indeed a boy."

He Yiming's eyes widened, and this time he was really surprised.

"The ancestor of the Yaodao Ren is a powerful person innately?"

"Yes." He Wude nodded cautiously and said.
To be continued...