C105 Shen Dui

"What, a ninth-grade Xing ranked cultivation technique!"

Lin Xue's expression was immediately attracted by the jade slip in Lee Yihong's hand.

"Oh!"

Lee Aotian also slightly raised his eyebrows. Steward Gong, who was standing respectfully at the side, revealed a shocked expression.

A star level 9 cultivation technique was something that not even the wealthy families had. Even having a star level 5 or 6 cultivation technique was already a blessing to their ancestors.

"That's right, a ninth-grade Xing ranked cultivation technique."

"Swish ~!"

As Lee Yihong spoke, his index finger suddenly pointed. When his finger touched Lin Xue's forehead, which was still in shock, Lee Aotian's eyes lit up.

"Buzzing ~"

A weak spiritual energy rippled out from Lee Yihong's fingers.

"This, this..."

Lin Xue's eyes were shocked. The Gong Family looked at Lee Yihong with more and more respect.

"This is my understanding of this cultivation technique. Mother has yet to use her mental energy to check the cultivation technique in the jade slip, but with my mental energy, mother will be able to slowly analyze and cultivate it once she breaks through to the Martial Master Stage."

When Lee Yihong was twelve years old, Lee Aotian had also passed down the inherited cultivation technique of the family, the Maha King Fist. Now, Lee Yihong's mental strength was comparable to a Peak Unshakeable Stage, and his mind was even stronger and more mysterious. He could easily gather some of his insights into his mental strength and send them into other people's spiritual sea, forming a weak mark.

This was a method similar to fusing one's martial will into a painting. However, when it involved the spiritual energy of others, it was even more subtle.

It was impossible for one's spiritual strength to be strong enough.

"There are also 100,000 Qi Fostering Pills and 10,000 Qi Gathering Pills. It should be enough for mother to cultivate."

"Hua ~!"

Lee Yihong waved his hand and produced 100,000 Qi Fostering Pills and 10,000 Qi Gathering Pills.

"However, the Qi Gathering Pills are full of Qi. Mother should wait until she breaks through to the Martial Master Stage before consuming them." It seemed like Lee Yihong was going to leave immediately, and make arrangements for his mother, Lin Xue, who was just a warrior.

"What? Yihong, you, where did you get so many Qi Gathering Pills and Qi Gathering Pills?"

Lin Xue looked shocked. Even the First Lady of the Lee family had never seen so many Qi Gathering Pills before.

Lee Aotian's expression also changed slightly, and Steward Gong was even more shocked.

One hundred thousand Qi Gathering Pills was nothing, but ten thousand Qi Gathering Pills were equivalent to one million Qi Gathering Pills. Perhaps only one or two of the ten big families in Laucheng could afford it, but Lee Yihong didn't even blink.

"Alright, Yihong is also a Mid Period of Unshakeable Stage warrior. Compared to the other major families, this amount of money isn't a big deal. However, this grade nine star cultivation technique is even more valuable. I can even comprehend it a little, perhaps I will be able to gain something from it."

Lee Aotian's eyes sparkled. Although he was shocked by the ten thousand Gathering Qi Pills Lee Yihong took out, he was more concerned about the Ninth Grade Xing ranked cultivation technique.

The assassin was walking on the edge of life and death. Although they lived and died day and night, the commission they earned was also very fast. Many big families would send some Martial Master Stage warriors, or even Unshakeable Stage warriors who had consumed Blood Solidifying Pill to the Blood Moon Tower as assassins.

In addition to the commission, he could also see some information about the mission list of the Blood Moon Tower.

Lee Yihong was a gold medal assassin, so this amount of money was nothing to him. Besides, he was a man who could become friends with Dao Mu, and the top assassins like You Ming. Lee Aotian could even feel that his son had grown up silently.

"Father, mother, this is my communication talisman. If there is an emergency, just light it and talk. I will leave first and head to the Genius Academy tomorrow."

Lee Yihong handed over the last communication talisman and left respectfully, preparing to return to the bamboo house.

"En. Later,i'll ask Uncle Gong to arrange some things that should be prepared for you."

"Yihong."

Lee Yihong took his leave, but Lee Aotian nodded. Lee Yihong's mother's eyes were filled with reluctance and worry.

"That's enough. A good man is ambitious. If he is an eagle, he will fight endlessly. Yihong has a very high talent in cultivation. If he stays with us, it will only delay his cultivation!"

Watching Lee Yihong leave, Lee Aotian had a profound look in his eyes, but it also seemed as if he could see through the depths of the Void Underworld. There was also a trace of anticipation in his eyes.

......。

Walking slowly into the bamboo forest, Lee Yihong arrived at the bamboo house that he had lived in for seven years. He could feel the pleasant wind from all directions, but he could vaguely feel the traces of time. He had actually become a Mid Period of Unshakeable Stage warrior, an existence that was comparable to the head of a powerful family.

Nifeng, who had become a famous assassin, had been offered a million commission as a reward.

"With such a low cultivation base,i can be considered a king in Laucheng. If I hadn't seen the demonic devils of Zhaoming Temple, didn't know Mr Dao, and didn't know Meng Tiange from the Genius Academy,i'm afraid I would have been immersed in this tiny cultivation base, enjoying a comfortable life and wasting a lot of time."

"When I wake up, my martial will and soul might have already regressed, making it difficult for my cultivation to advance any further."

"Crash ~!"

A breeze blew across the bamboo forest, and Lee Yihong seemed to be wiping his heart of the Martial Path. There was not a trace of confusion in his eyes, but a firmer determination. His heart remained firm, and his will was as sharp as a blade. The aura around his body had melded together.

"Jiya ~!"

He pushed open the bamboo house and walked to the table. He picked up the Blood Wolf Hair Pen, which was still in the state of a brush, and laid it on a piece of paper. Lee Yihong began to practice calligraphy, cleansing his body and mind, and tempering his will.

"Make a high wish, form a medium fate, enjoy a low fate, and choose a high place to live. Find a flat place to live, and walk towards a wide area."

"Weng ~!"

The moment the book was formed, the paper suddenly emitted a sword intent that jumped out from the paper. The head and tail were connected, and the words were like beads. It was as if it was going to spit out the paper and kill the enemy.

Compared to the calligraphy piece that Lee Yihong gave Zhuo Yutong, it was even more mysterious.

"Hua ~!"

However, all of the sharp light and sword aura instantly disappeared, causing the calligraphy piece to become simple and unadorned. The words were old, as if it was a piece of work that had been immersed in countless years. It was intriguing.

"Compared to when I wrote for cousin Yutong, it is not only my martial will that is stronger, but also my mental strength and mental strength that have undergone a qualitative leap. If someone were to carefully study this calligraphy, they would be able to feel my martial heart and the many martial techniques within it. "

"They would even be able to comprehend a martial skill similar to the pinnacle of Minute Subtlety, the Traces Of Leakage."

Lee Yihong looked at the works on the table and nodded slightly.

The calligraphy works that he had written could easily fuse his will, mind, and martial skills into them. There was not even a trace of a fierce and oppressive aura. It had reached an extremely high level, as if it had returned to its original state.

This was the transformation of the three words "Zhaoming Temple" that Lee Yihong had carved on the precipice of Zhaoming Temple and the changes that had occurred after he had returned. Whether it was his martial will or cultivation, it was an earth-shaking growth.

Witnessing the White Bone Demon of Demon God Sect,xie Lang, the Great Master of Zhaoming Temple, Meng Tiange of Genius Academy, and so on were all supreme experts, freeing Lee Yihong's soul.

"Swish, swish, swish ~"

He started writing again on a piece of paper. Lee Yihong's face was solemn, and his eyes were cold. It was as if countless spears and swords were moving in his hands, but he wrote down two words.

"Be careful!"

"A gentleman should be careful, and even more so when it comes to cultivation."

"Swish!"

Once the calligraphy was completed, Lee Yihong did not casually throw it aside. Instead, he condensed a thread of true qi and spread it on the wall with a wave of his hand.

Like a hanging beam of wisdom sword, he constantly reminded himself.

When one was alone, one's mind would not have any evil thoughts. One would always maintain a sense of propriety and self-discipline.

This was a cultivation method to temper one's Dao heart at all times. As time passed, one's Dao heart would become firmer, and one's heart would be as clear as a mirror.

One's heart would always be silent, and the heavens and the earth would return.

If one was able to maintain a pious heart in cultivation at all times, then the profundities of the heavens and the earth would be within one's heart.

The flower wanted Ye He and others to help. The rose hand that gifted the flowers had a lingering fragrance in it, and it was thanks to the book friend who gifted the flowers.

The direction of the wind is more suitable for flying. I am not afraid of thousands of people blocking me, but I am afraid that I will surrender.

Any difficulties, tribulations, or my body, we should treat it as a form of training for us.

Being cautious is a good medicine. It is a great medicine, a supreme medicine, a supreme medicine!