Martial God

Osteogenesis: the internal fixation of the wood system.

He Yiming sighed in the sky, and it was really unsatisfactory in the midst of it.

Since he was promoted to the sixth floor, after the improvement, the exercises selected by each eye with his eyes closed are all auxiliary internal exercises.

It’s not just that there isn’t a main strength in the main practice, not even a war skill.

If you say single or double, it is just luck. But four times in succession...

Even if He Yiming, who does not believe in ghosts and gods, can't help but feel embarrassed.

Hesitated for a moment, He Yiming still took this cheat to the table and chairs in the hall. He still has no choice to exchange cheats. If this is fate, then he accepts it equally.

Of course, in his heart, he actually understands that this is basically a relationship of luck, but his luck is somewhat too strange.

Ping Ping put the cheats in front of him, He Yiming converges on the mind, and begins to transcribe seriously.

When copying cheats, no one dares to have the slightest distraction.

Although this is only an auxiliary internal strength practice, it is still a bit of enlightenment from the seniors. Every word in it is their **** condensation. If you transcribe mistakes because of a momentary negligence, then you will encounter troubles at the time of cultivation.

However, with He Yiming's inner strength at the moment, and his strange and incredible meridian tolerance, a supplementary internal strength in the district is not likely to bring him fatal damage. However, no one wants to find anything, especially when it comes to internal strength training.

Inexplicable, all the hearts of He Yiming are condensed into the nib of the hand.

Business that he does not care about, but not from it, has gone into a commonly unrealized situation that he cannot explain.

He seems to have forgotten the cheats on the table, forgot the pen in his hand, and even his own has forgotten.

At this moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling that his person had disappeared, and it was not his own person, but the pen held in his hand.

When all his energy is concentrated on this disposed pen, this pen seems to have life and become magical, as if He Yiming’s life and wisdom have been transferred to this pen, let It "lives" over.

If someone is watching at this moment, then they will be surprised to find out.

He Yiming's wrists are as stable as Taishan, and the pens are like God's help, and the fonts and pictures in the pens are exactly the same as the original ones. There is no difference between them.

If you change to a literati, you want to do this step, without a dozen years of writing power, it is impossible, and you need to have a strong talent to do this.

However, at the moment, in He Yiming's body, there has been such a strange change, and it is indeed God.

Just as He Yiming’s spirit was inexplicably concentrated and entered this magical realm, He Weixin and He Laibao in the two partial rooms of the side hall of the library were awakened at the same time.

Their internal strength has reached the ninth level of peaks, and it has a slight sensitivity to the changes in the airflow.

At this moment, they suddenly felt in the middle of the hall, issued a quintessential and powerful atmosphere.

This breath is not a provocation to them, but a kind of mooring, as if it is omnipresent, all-encompassing, and the magical power that is indispensable.

They all have the same strange feeling, that is, they have come to a place where the lakes and mountains, the smoke and water are empty, and they can see what they see. It is a beautiful view of the night lake, which makes people forget to return.

After a moment, their bodies trembled a little, and they have already got rid of this illusion, but their hearts have been shocked and reached a point that is difficult to describe in words.

Inexplicable, they walked out of the room at the same time and came to the outside courtyard.

They certainly understand who is in the hall, but they can't figure out what has changed.

However, the environment just did not have any negative impact on them. On the contrary, it seems that their minds have been washed in some way, and they have a sense of ethereality. And when they tried to quit, they did not encounter any obstacles.

In this case, the idiot also understands that what he has just experienced is not a bad thing.

The only two two-story masters in the middle of Hejiazhuang looked at each other and saw the look of surprises, sorrows and doubts in the eyes of the other party.

He Xinxin made a gesture and said in a worm-like voice: "Uncle Bao, you see..."

He Laibao shook his head without hesitation, and said in the same low voice: "Don't bother him."

There was a big head, and both of them understood each other's thoughts. The two people dispersed slightly, kept a certain distance, and monitored the entire courtyard.

Because they already know that there is definitely something magical happening in He Yiming, and this kind of thing is only good for Yiming and there is no harm. In this case, of course, they must do everything possible to let Yiming Stay in this state as much as possible.

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After a long time, He Yiming took a long breath and slowly dropped the pen in his hand.

It turned out that he had written a pen and copied a book completely. He did not change his breath during the period.

Although he has practiced the breath-holding technique, at the time of the display of the breath-holding technique, the practitioner's own spirit will enter a state of ambiguity, and there must be no major movements.

If you use the breath-holding technique while you are fighting, you will find yourself dead.

However, although He Yiming did not fight with people, his energy consumption in copying cheats is also very important. Even so, his dantian gas is still flowing, without any slack, until a book is completely transcribed, and finally released.

In this tone, he spit out all the turbidity in his body, and it seemed to be endless.

It was not until the breath was all spit out that he lifted his head and returned to the body with a little bit of spiritual thought.

The magical power and breath that pervaded it completely disappeared at this moment.

Looked at his own hand, and the pen, He Yiming inexplicably disturbed the scalp, and his memory was somewhat blurred.

Although he vaguely remembers that he seems to have entered a strange state, but he is annoyed that this feeling is like a mirror, so that he can not grasp.

"it is good."

A loud voice came from outside the house. This voice was a bit strange, but He Yiming felt a slight movement and immediately understood who it was.

He hesitated, immediately stepped forward and opened the door.

Dabo Hexin and the old servant He Laibao stood side by side, and the screaming was from the mouth of He Laibao.

For the elderly who enjoy a high status in the family, He Yiming did not dare to have the slightest scorn. He took a deep glimpse and said: "Grandpa, I am really sorry, I am alarmed."

He Laibao waved his hand with a smile and said: "Six young masters, you are too polite."

He has been in the life of He Wude for decades, until he is old, and he is also a pensioner in Hejiazhuang.

For him, the children and grandchildren of the He family are no different from his children and grandchildren. He Yiming’s strength is stronger, and of course he is more and more happy.

He Xinxin was a double-eyed person and asked: "Yong, what have you been doing?"

He Yiming is not concealed, because even he himself does not understand what happened just now.

"Da Bo, I just copied a cheat."

"Record Cheats?"

He Xinxin and He Laibao looked at each other and their eyes swiftly swept through the table in the hall~www.wuxiaspot.com~ On the table, there was indeed a cheat and some paper, and on the paper. The ink has not dried up, as long as you can see it, it is indeed someone who is copying something.

The brows of their two people wrinkled at the same time. Is there any strange thing happening to copy the cheats?

Especially He Laibao, the guardian has been here for decades, and most of the books in the library are copied from the original, but in his memory, he has never encountered this kind of Amazing things.

After a sigh of relief, He Xinxin asked: "Yimong, when you transcribed, did you encounter something..."

He frowned, it was impossible to describe the feeling just now.

He Yiming nodded again and again, saying: "Da Bo, Xiao Xiao seems to feel a strange state when he transcribes, but when I stop, I can't get in again."

He Xinxin asked a few words in surprise, and this is certain, the thing just happened is really related to Yiming. But unfortunately, this strange state is not controlled by him, and it is a pity that it is unfortunate.

The two elders tried a few words and then retreated. He Yiming was unwilling, put the bone-removing technique back to the original place, took out the cheats of Rolling Stone Boxing and Mianzhang, and copied the contents of the last tenth layer of these two cheats.

At this time of transcription, He Yiming tried many times and wanted to integrate the spirit into the nib of his hand, but unfortunately, he was not successful until he copied it again.

In desperation, He Yiming had to return to his courtyard with these three transcripts.

However, he vaguely has a hunch, one day sooner or later, he will certainly be able to enter this magical realm, and completely hold it in his hands!