After practicing the Dead Wood Art, He Yiming went out to check out the bill with great pleasure. Only then did he realize that it had been a whole day and a night of practice for him.

This was the longest time he took to practice a certain technique, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

However, if other practitioners know about his idea, it is guaranteed that everyone will have the idea of ​​seeking a break.

One day, one night, just one night. For ordinary practitioners, let alone practicing the exercises, even if they use the secrets of the exercises to memorize them, they may not be able to do it.

However, He Yiming actually completed the cultivation from the first level to the peak tenth level in such a short time...

This is absolutely impossible for humans to reach.

Fortunately, no one knows this. If others really know it, it will definitely arouse the curiosity and jealousy of countless people. No matter how capable he is, he will probably not escape the fate of being dissected.

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

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

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

In Taicang County, there are mostly steep mountains. Although there are not many mountains in the true sense, a mountain range runs through the entire county town from the far east to the endless west. This makes the terrain in the county town complex, the roads are rugged, and there are only a few good official roads over and over again. This is the main reason why Taicang County is far behind other county towns.

However, for He Yiming, stepping on the mountain path is actually not much different from the spacious continent.

An hour later, he had already stopped in a place off the beaten track.

The forest is the best place to practice. No matter how much damage is caused here, the forest will slowly smooth out this trace.

Although He Yiming once heard his grandfather say that in a distant place, there is an environment called desert and swamp, and it is the best place to kill people, 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 monitoring him, and immediately shouted lightly, and his internal energy was running wildly. The internal energy of the tenth layer of the dead wood skill had exploded in an instant.

In his heart, a sudden feeling of everything was filled with the sound of everything, as if it was the feeling of not keeping everything in his heart.

It was as if he had transformed into a towering tree and had been standing here for tens of millions of years.

Almost at the same time, extremely subtle changes occurred in his body, and his muscles began to shrink again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But this was not really atrophy, but in this way, a powerful defensive force was formed on his body. He even had this feeling that even if the weapon was used at this moment, he would not have any damage. However, if grandpa had used a big pass to cut him, he would definitely have escaped as far as he could.

However, among the techniques he has learned, the Dead Wood Practice is indeed the best in defense.

A sudden thought arose in his mind. If he could find a local top-level internal energy technique to practice, he would not know how strong the defense would be.

Of course, the general earth-based internal strength exercises, like the garbage goods in the Sutra Pavilion in the family, are probably absolutely impossible to compare with the dead wood exercise.

His thoughts were rotating rapidly, but his hands were not slow at all. He stepped forward and waved his arms to hit a tree half a human thick.

"Bang." A harsh sound suddenly sounded. The big tree was not knocked down, but was penetrated by He Yiming's entire arm.

His eyes lit up slightly, and the attack power of the Dead Wood Technique was also extraordinary, and it seemed not below the tenth level of Hunyuan Power. Moreover, one of his arms was atrophy and his muscles condensed like iron. After piercing through the big tree, he didn't feel anything.

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

Retracting his arm, he suddenly realized that in this case, the joints seemed a little stiff, especially when it was turned around, but compared to the power of the dead wood ritual, this little bit of temptation does not seem to be a big problem that is difficult to accept.

He used a little force on his feet, his knees did not move at all, and his body was tightly tense. The strength of his toes alone made him jump up to a height.

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

When he landed, he had already arrived several meters away. This result surprised him. The speed under the Dead Wood Technique was actually not slow at all, but this jumping method seemed a bit old-fashioned. If he was seen at night, he would probably associate something that jumped out of a long box that was enough to hold someone.

Suddenly, his childlike innocence suddenly arose and began to run around in the dense forest in this way.

With his ten-layer internal strength as the base, even if his legs remain unyielding and his hands remain unmoved, his feet still jumped forward as if they were equipped with springs.

Along the way, let alone those little animals, even if they encountered a group of evil wolves, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away.

After all, this kind of strange creature has never appeared in the big forest. Although this creature does not emit any sharp momentum, even if it goes up and down, it will have the ability of at least two meters high and several meters away every time, which makes most creatures frightened.

After half a day, He Yiming finally had enough fun, and he stopped. The internal energy in his body was circulating, and the ripples filled every meridian in his body. After a moment, his body had completely returned to normal.

There was an excited smile on his face and an undepressing joy in his heart. It was like a child getting a fun toy, and he felt like he couldn't let go of it.

Slowly, he finally calmed down. At this moment, there seemed to be an inexplicable confusion in his heart.

How long has he been, he no longer feels like this.

It seems that since that night, after he got something in the lake, he never felt this way again.

From that day on, he became thoughtful and the joy of his childhood seemed to have gone away from him.

In the past two years, he has never been as happy as he did as he wanted and was as he had just done his best.

He suddenly remembered a question as he recovered as usual, strong and powerful arms. The dead wood skill can make people's mood calm, but what he was silent just now seemed to be not his original heart, but a kind of disguise that he had been suppressing hard.

When this disguise fades away, what is revealed is his true heart.

He looked at his hands quietly, like a statue without any anger, and countless thoughts came in his heart.

Long, long...

He looked up at the sky, and his eyes had returned to the clear light.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. This is what my father always keeps talking about. If he can get the adventure in the lake, then something will be destined to be lost.

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

However, this time he will not be confused, but will not hesitate and will never regret it.

At this moment, every bit of the past two years appeared in his heart. He seemed to have a sublimation and a transformation like a pupate. There was no longer any confusion and confusion in his eyes.

With a slight wave of her sleeve, the internal energy in her body was still flowing.

But this time he used not only a certain kind of internal strength, but also allowed four major practice techniques to be used alternately in his body.

First, there is the Hunyuan Jin of the metal system, followed by the ripples of the water system, followed by the dead wood of the wood system, and finally the rickety fire of the fire system.

After all the four exercises flowed around, the internal strength turned into Hunyuan strength again. This cycle continued, as if it was endless.

After a moment, He Yiming clearly sensed it.

As the internal strength changes, his body seems to have a light feeling, as if his ability has been greatly improved in an instant, and he has a strong confidence that can control all things.

This confidence is also reflected in his control of internal strength. He seems to be able to reappear the feeling of killing the Golden Crown Python with one knife that day at any time.

He seemed to be able to control four different internal energy techniques in his body at any time, allowing them to use them at the same time, and burst out in an instant.

However, this is just a feeling, and this feeling gradually fades away.

Because when his internal energy skills changed from the Fire Power to the Hunyuan Power, a strong sense of stagnation actually arose.

This feeling of abnormal discomfort completely destroyed the feeling of being integrated.

Moreover, as this sad feeling gradually increases, the transformation of several major exercises in the body seems to be unable to maintain. It is like a precision machine, once a fatal problem occurs in a certain part of it, it will no longer be able to operate.

With a long sigh, He Yiming finally gave up dejectedly.

However, he already knew it and had a solution. As long as he found another earth-based technique to practice it once, he would probably solve this problem.

However, his willingness was not strong. Because for him at this moment, he no longer looked down on ordinary martial arts.

After all, with his current strength, even grandpa and Xu Yinjie may not be his opponents under the thirty-six ways of opening up. And even if he solved this problem, the result of his unconsciousness after a strong blow would be like a fly mixed in the soup, making him unwilling to touch it easily.

Shaking his head slightly and looking at the sunset in the sky that was getting increasingly depressed, He Yiming let go and headed towards his home.

Ps: Bai He apologized, went outside today, just returned home!
Chapter completed!