Chapter 72 Opportunity

The palace dinner was smooth sailing, perhaps because of the presence of the Cairo king, or because of He Yiming's sudden appearance, Cheng Fu was afraid. Therefore, although he looked at this side many times during the dinner, he did not provoke again from beginning to end.

After this so-called dinner, He Yiming naturally left with Shui Xuanjin.

Before he left, he wanted to say hello to his uncle and brother, but sadly discovered that the two had been flooded with people coming.

He listened carefully for a while before he turned around and left with laughter and tears.

These people actually came up to make connections, and they never left their mouths. He knew in his heart that these people were afraid of their identity as a powerful person and sat with Shui Xuanjin, so they did not dare to come. But if he took the initiative to come, he would be sure that there would be no peace in the future.

As soon as he thought of this, He Yiming left with Shui Xuanjin without sympathy. As for He Quanxin and the others, let them go to socialize slowly. Anyway, Hejiazhuang wants to develop in their hands in the future, so this kind of occasion will never be missing.

As for yourself, it is enough to practice diligently and serve as a strong backing for Hejiazhuang.

The axle rotates gently, like a song that has not changed for thousands of years, floating gently on the road.

Although he was sitting in the car and did not see it with his own eyes, He Yiming still realized that whenever the car passed, someone would bow and bow, and even kowtow.

These people are the most ordinary people in the capital of Tianluo, and no one forces them to do so. The reason why they salute to this carriage was entirely because an old man who had been guarding Tianluo for more than a hundred years in this carriage.

He Yiming could feel their thoughts from the pious actions of these people. He sighed suddenly in his heart. If these people knew that the old man in front of him could no longer protect them for too long, he would not know how sad they would be.

Finally, the carriage stopped in front of Shaomingju. Shui Xuanjin stretched out her waist and said, "Brother He, I'll go to rest now, you can rest too."

He Yiming said in surprise: "Rest?"

"Yes." Shui Xuanjin's ears suddenly flashed like a fan and said, "I promise that I will no longer listen to the movements in that direction. Do whatever you want to do, and don't be afraid of me, the old man."

A hint of anger suddenly appeared on He Yiming's face, but Shui Xuanjin immediately strided away, leaving only the hearty laughter echoed around.

The attendants near the carriage looked over in surprise. Of course, they could not know why Master Shui suddenly laughed so happily, but this matter must also be related to Master He. The ideas of the innate powerful people are really elusive.

He Yiming shook his head and returned to the courtyard alone.

As soon as he returned to the courtyard, Yuan Lixun came out of the house and handed him a hot towel prepared for him.

He Yiming took it, wiped it casually, and then heard Yuan Lixun's soft voice say: "Young Master, I have copied your secret book."

He Yiming's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately remembered Shui Xuanjin's big ears and his extremely terrifying hearing.

Using Shunfeng's ear to eavesdrop, he didn't even notice any clues. This method was indeed amazing.

"Great, give me the manuscript, I want to practice it."

"yes."

Yuan Lixun turned around and after a moment, he took both the manuscript and the original.

He Yiming opened the manuscript and looked at it a few times, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "You copied it well." He paused and added, "It's much better than me."

Yuan Lixun's heart was finally no longer nervous, and a hint of comfort and charming smile appeared on her face.

He Yiming was slightly stunned. He found that although Yuan Lixun was not the most beautiful person he had ever seen, she was undoubtedly the one that moved her the most at this moment.

After coughing lightly, He Yiming stood up and said, "I'll go and see the secret book, you go and rest." When he said the word "rest", he suddenly thought of the teasing of the old man Shui Xuanjin, and his face turned slightly red, and he turned around and left like lightning.

Yuan Lixun was stunned for a while. Thinking of He Yiming's tone just now, there was a little bit of the tone when her husband told his wife. Her heart was inexplicably sweet and her cheeks were slightly red.

Between a few ups and downs, He Yiming had already arrived at the stream in a courtyard.

This stream is a living water in the courtyard, half completed and half artificial, but when it is excavated, it maintains its original appearance as much as possible, and there are almost no signs of any changes.

Sitting on a stone bench in front of the stream, He Yiming calmed down a little and opened the secret book in his hand.

He has read the above content once, but it is completely different from real practice. It is not easy to truly grasp the things in the secret book.

He sat quietly, silently recited the contents of the secret book little by little, and recited it.

It took him an entire hour to close his secret book, half-closed his eyes, and pondered the contents carefully.

Slowly, his ears began to straighten, stretch and spread.

With the strength of an innate strong man, it is not so difficult to change some of the body's characteristics when he has the secrets of cultivation.

However, it is never easy to change the characteristics of the body surface while also exerting the magical effects of the exercises.

Shunfeng's ears, this is indeed a magical art.

What this technique emphasizes is just listening. However, this listening is not ordinary listening, but a magical exercise that develops the human body's listening skills to the extreme.

In the past, before He Yiming had already set foot in the innate world, he tried to use internal energy to gather and his ears in Xujiabao, which greatly increased his hearing and could almost reflect the scenery that he had never seen with his eyes in his mind.

The same is true for this Shunfenger technique, but it is more perfect and systematic than the experience He Yiming himself has found.

Of course, in terms of effect alone, the two are far worse.

The true energy was moving bit by bit, and He Yiming's ears finally reached a relatively exaggerated level.

Although it is not as huge as Shui Xuanjin, it is nearly half bigger than before.

A breeze blew by the stream, He Yiming's ears shook gently, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Because he had heard the sound of the wind.

Feng'er conveyed everything that happened in the distance through this wonderful sound.

A wonderful pattern suddenly formed in He Yiming's mind.

In the garden, colorful flowers rippling with the wind of light, absorbing the fragrant stream water of the soil. They bathe in it, absorbing nutrients from nature and thriving.

Among the flowers and plants, countless insects emit extremely subtle and impossible to hear by ordinary people. These sounds form a unique symphony, which blends into one with the sounds of nature.

This is a brand new world, which brings a completely different feeling to He Yiming.

He finally understood that the listening skills he was proud of in the past were simply garbage in front of this magical art.

Just like someone who has watched a wide-screen digital TV in the 21st century, let him look back and watch the 12-inch black and white TV in the 1950s, he will definitely feel disdainful.

In his mind, the pattern gradually expanded and continued to be perfected and real.

He had a strange feeling that he no longer needed eyes because his ears had completely replaced the function of eyes.

color……

When the first ray of color in this world appeared, the dry and boring black and white pictures were immediately replaced by dazzling colors.

In the wind, he seemed to have a vague illusion that everything in the world has a sound.

Whether it is animals, plants, or even the towering and immovable mountains, the vast land, and the slender streams, they all have their own voices.

In this world, everything is alive.

However, not everyone can hear such a wonderful sound, because most of the sounds are not something that human ears can hear.

When Shunfeng Er practices to the peak realm, you can hear these mysterious sounds and feedback a real world from these sounds.

He Yiming's heart was beating vigorously, and his spirit was concentrated on this technique. He listened carefully to all the sounds around him.

His ears became longer and bigger without realizing it.

Suddenly, his half-closed eyes trembled, and a smile of joy appeared on his face. His originally lengthened and enlarged ears instantly changed back to their original state, and there was no such thing as any strange thing. The change just now seemed like a strange dream, and never happened at all.

Yuan Lixun finally came out of the room. She looked at He Yiming from afar and did not come forward to disturb her, because she knew that He Yiming was practicing the magical technique she had just copied. Although she couldn't understand this technique at all, she obviously enjoyed it.

However, Yuan Lixun suddenly felt a sense that He Yiming, the flower, the grass, the water, and everything in front of her seemed to have become still. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. In front of her, it had become a painting, an eternal picture.

In an elegant room in Shaomingju, Shui Xuanjin, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. He hesitated for a moment, and after shaking for a while, his ears finally grew bigger again as if he had made up his mind.

He listened to the sound from a certain place, and suddenly, his face was filled with horror because he couldn't even hear the sound he wanted to hear.

His downwind ear seemed to have lost the power of the past at this moment, and this was the first time that this happened.

However, he knew in his heart that this was not because the man left Shao Mingju, but because he entered a rare, almost unimaginable world.

He was envious in his heart. As a powerful innate person, he could get unexpected huge benefits every time he entered this state. In his more than 200 years of life, he did not even have the situation to enter the state of enlightenment once. But He Yiming, he is only sixteen years old. Has he seen through the worldly feelings and felt the ups and downs of the world at this age?

He sighed, "As long as he could not be regarded as ordinary people."

However, he didn't know that this was actually not the first time He Yiming had entered this state of enlightenment.

The wind is the energy of heaven and earth. It comes with a smooth and smooth approach, and it does not choose the high and low level and adds it.

When the magical wind brought more sounds into He Yiming's ears, when the picture in his mind suddenly came to life.

He Yiming felt the wind...

That is the power of the wind and the power of the air.

In this world, if it exists, there will be its own voice. Whether it is speaking or moving, as long as it exists, it will affect the air and be captured by the power of the wind.

When you practice Shunfeng's ears to the extreme, what you hear is the power of wind and the power of air.

Everything in the entire courtyard was under his control, and he himself had completely integrated into this environment.

Suddenly, his closed eyes seemed to have traveled through countless time and space, and once again saw the scene he had longed for.

He stood on the top of the mountain, watching the thin rain falling in the sky, and the endless clouds surrounding the mountains and changing.

At this moment, the wind blew over, it blew over the mountains, through the clouds, and through the fog.

He Yiming's eyes suddenly became clear. He had already understood something in a trance.

He stood up and formed a seal with his hands. This seal is the cloud and rain seal, the tiller seal, and the hidden needle seal.

His steps were stepping out, his body was flying, walking in this courtyard.
To be continued...