Ye Wuming was a little surprised, but it wasn't too surprising.

She had watched this man grow up, and she knew very well that sometimes he seemed to be just showing off, or just trying to pick up girls... In fact, he had his own thoughts on the inside, and those who were deceived by his outward appearance would now be able to get away with it.

From being just a chess piece to now, everyone is on an equal footing, regardless of his strength, status, or his understanding and analysis of spiritual practice.

I just didn't expect that he had already discovered the application of different systems just by watching... Oh yes, he didn't just watch, he had a deep contact with the energy structure the moment he slashed the Hero Pavilion with his sword.

"The systems are different, but they are all a type of energy after all, and energy can be transformed into each other. A long time ago, Lao Xia's Liuhe Magic Technique had the effect of transforming different energies. At that time, Lao Xia had already discovered the essence.

In these matters, he is a supreme genius." Zhao Changhe took the Book of Heaven from Ye Wuming and said: "I have been sleeping for the past thirty years, but I have actually entered samadhi. I don't know about the external world, but my inner cultivation has always been very clear."

The book in my hand automatically opened the title page without any wind.

"In the past, our practice was divided into two categories, one is external strength, and the other is internal strength. I have always been a representative of external strength training, and the internal strength has been transformed into external energy for use for a long time, so that I almost forgot that I still had internal strength.

Stuff. When I was re-cultivating, I was thinking, in this case, why not unify it? Energy is the core of the most fundamental understanding of energy." Zhao Changhe said slowly: "So now my practice is neither the blood evil technique nor the blood evil technique.

It’s not the Liuhe Divine Art, nor is it the Blood Demon Immortal Body…it’s my own creation.”

After saying that, he paused and looked at Ye Wuming: "No matter what the origin, personal will determines that any self-created work will have a personal direction. Mine is not surprisingly the vast starry sky, the Milky Way shines, and the sun and the moon run side by side. Now here.

The merit has not yet been named, in your opinion, what name would be better?"

Ye Wuming tilted his head: "Ask me what I'm doing, you can name it yourself if you create it yourself."

"But this direction was guided by you all the way. Originally, I was still the inheritor of the Blood Demon Technique... You have to be responsible."

"Lie's heritage is better than mine, right?"

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

Ye Wuming stopped talking.

Woman... Zhao Changhe held it in with a strange expression for a while, and finally said: "Forget it, if you don't name it, you won't name it. What I mean by saying this is that the power I have cultivated can be easily transformed into any property. When I observe the hero

The analysis was completed when the guards in the pavilion fought."

Following the words, the pages of the book flipped, and the five elements of yin and yang, true and false life and death, light and shadow, time and space, and the incomparable mysterious laws of the great road were dispersed in the air.

Different from the page-by-page display in the past, it is now integrated into one, with me in you and you in me.

They are originally one...

Ling Ruoyu looked up, feeling quite moved. Countless indescribable insights came into his heart, as if bathed in the light of the great avenue, the world's top power was freely available in front of him, and he spread out his interpretation.

For a warrior, there is nothing more touching than this feeling.

Ye Wuming looked at this scene in a daze, and suddenly said: "Is your strength stronger than when you fought me yesterday?"

"Yes." Zhao Changhe said: "I was woken up in advance. I still need to retreat for a few days to continue to grow... Wasn't it because I was woken up by my own girl? So my practice has been growing all the way these days.

middle……"

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

Why did I eat melon on my head...

"In these days, I have seen time flow by, and the seas and seas have changed... Now I travel with you through the passage of time and space, fold the bridge of realms, see the weirdness of another time and space, and see different cultivation systems... This

That's practice." Zhao Changhe said, and the light from the heavenly book in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Ye Wuming suddenly felt a terrifying suction force, tens of thousands of times more powerful than the bag magic weapon he saw before in the Heroes Pavilion. It encompassed everything and made him unable to escape.

In addition to the power of the Heavenly Book magic weapon itself, Zhao Changhe's strength has also reached at least the mid-level of the third level of imperial realm, so that the magic weapon can be driven to exert such complete power. This growth is too amazing. What is he practicing these days?

Is the baby still training herself?

Or is it that one of the meanings of practicing trumpet is to maintain the main account?

But it is a pity that no matter how powerful the Heavenly Book is, it cannot be effective on Ye Wuming. She is the Heavenly Book, so there is no reason to slap herself.

As a result, Ye Wuming was shrouded in light and remained as still as a mountain. Ling Ruoyu, who was standing nearby watching the show with Xinghe in his arms, saw darkness in front of him. Suddenly, he and his sword were taken away by the light and imprisoned in the Book of Heaven.

Ling Ruoyu: "???"

"Ahem." Zhao Changhe coughed dryly and hurriedly released the poor child: "The operation is not skillful, accidental injury, accidental injury."

From the moment Ling Ruoyu entered to the time she came out, everyone was confused. She was carrying Xinghe. In this state, Ling Ruoyu's strength could make a difference in other worlds. The bag in the Hero Pavilion couldn't do anything to her.

He was caught by accidental injury and couldn't even react...

This is not the true Book of Heaven, but the manifestation of the Book of Heaven. Dad calls it an inverted model...

Then if you hold the real heavenly book, that is, this world, how strong will it be?

But the real heavenly book has a book spirit... If the book spirit does not recognize its master, it is impossible to exert its maximum power. So why are you and your wife testing the heavenly book? Ling Ruoyu glanced at Ye Wuming and did not dare to say anything.

Zhao Changhe retracted his wrist. The Book of Heaven closed and became an ordinary book again.

Zhao Changhe handed the book back to Ye Wuming, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning, he also didn't say much, just said: "Absorption control is just one of the functions... There are more wonderful functions, I won't show them one by one, you know

I just know how to use it."

Ye Wuming took the book expressionlessly and said "hmm".

The two of them were silent for a moment, and the atmosphere became very quiet.

The wind in the Night Palace blows slowly, bringing the fragrance of the natural treasures in the distant garden, but there is no chirping of birds and the chirping of cicadas. It is as quiet as the Nine Nether Abyss of the past.

Zhao Changhe came to Ye Palace to discuss two issues with Ye Wuming. One was to ask if there was any material for reforging the dragon bird, and the other was to discuss how to deal with the issue of heaven. The former has been solved, but the latter is still difficult to say—

-Being allies to fight against the will of heaven seems to be a natural relationship that goes without saying. However, both of them know that this relationship alone is not enough.

If the strength does not exceed that level, it will just fall short of that level. At most, it can achieve similar results as thirty years ago, and it will never end.

They would not agree to the plan to integrate the Ye family sisters, and even Zhao Changhe himself was not willing. Is there another plan? Maybe there is, that is, Zhao Changhe comes to entrust the Book of Heaven.

"Ms. Shu Ling, do you want to consider... letting me use it?" Zhao Changhe's seemingly teasing words had already made it clear.

But if this kind of thing relies on "negotiation", there will never be any hope of achieving results.

In fact, it is still unknown whether this plan is effective... The two of them made a simple test in tacit understanding, but this kind of test may not be meaningful.

Ling Ruoyu couldn't understand the tacit understanding between the adults. He just felt that the atmosphere between the two was weird and unspeakable, which made the child feel a little confused.

After a while, Zhao Changhe said: "I have to take Ruoyu back after being away for a day and a night."

Ye Wuming said: "You can go back when you go back... Ruoyu has nothing to experience in the world, so it's better to stay here with me. Whether it's treasures from heaven and earth, or experiences from other worlds, you can't give me what I can provide."

"

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Do you think Ruoyu really lacks that bit of experience and improvement?"

Ye Wuming said: "She likes it herself."

Zhao Changhe said: "Ask her herself, if she is willing to stay, is it because she likes those things, or is it to be with you."

Ye Wuming's heart twitched and he looked at Ling Ruoyu without saying anything.

Ling Ruoyu lowered his head and whispered: "I want to be with my mother."

Ye Wuming looked happy: "Then stay, okay?"

Ling Ruoyu said seriously: "Why can't Mom go back with us?"

Ye Wuming was really helpless: "He and I don't have that kind of relationship at all. What do we mean by going back with you?"

Ling Ruoyu pretended not to understand: "What kind of relationship is that? Queque and I live together every day, why can't you."

Ye Wuming wants to say that you are sixteen, not six, and how many times have you watched, how can you really not understand? What are you pretending to...

But seeing the clear look on the little girl's face, she really couldn't curse her, so she could only say: "You and Queque are both girls, of course it's okay."

Ling Ruoyu said: "But dad and aunts can do it..."

Ye Wuming couldn't bear it anymore: "Just because I can't be one of them!"

Ling Ruoyu said: "What if there is only one mother?"

Ye Wuming was stuck for a moment and couldn't answer for a while. He paused for a while and then said: "What's the point of this impossible assumption? Do you really want your master to stay away from this bitch? If your master doesn't beat him to death first,

You little thing."

Ling Ruoyu didn't answer this sentence, her mission had actually been completed.

To be able to make Ye Wuming get stuck like this is of infinite significance.

Zhao Changhe said at the right time: "Let's go. If someone's face is more important than yours, don't be reluctant to part with her."

Ye Wuming: "You..."

"Did I say something wrong?" Zhao Changhe rolled his eyes: "Let's go."

What kind of face... People named Zhao are used to secretly changing concepts. Maybe it's because of face that they won't go down to see Ruo Yu, but it's impossible to develop that kind of relationship with him. This is not a matter of face. The person named Zhao puts the two

The concepts are confused, and I still don’t know how to argue for a while.

By the time he figured it out, Zhao Changhe had already disappeared into the Night Palace with Ling Ruoyu, running away with the ball.

Ye Wuming held back his words and looked around at the Night Palace, which was suddenly as quiet as a ghost prison. The usual tranquility and beauty now became boring and hateful.

A sense of loneliness that I had never felt before spread quietly.
To be continued...