Whew-

The cool breeze blows in the early morning, the birds chirp, the branches of the trees on the side of the road sway, and the grass bends obliquely.

On an official road hundreds of miles away from the village and town, Zhao Zhou also walked towards Donghai County, Xuzhou while practicing Xingyi stakes.

"The East China Sea that Mr. Zhongjing refers to is too big, so let's go to Donghai County in this state first and ask if anyone knows about the small islands in the East China Sea..."

'Click....'Purr'.

Since Zhao Zhou left the village and town, he has been practicing toad fishing every day while walking, shaking his internal organs. On one side, both hands were holding a black and shiny spear of more than 100 catties, and he was practicing the Xingyi stake.

It's not that he wants to practice marksmanship and swordsmanship now, but he wants to use these heavy weapons to exercise his strength.

"The two weapons that I got from Xiaoao have been tempered by Xiaopei blacksmiths in the past four years, plated with several layers of molten iron, and they have reached more than 110 catties, and the weight is just right, which is just enough for me to use now when I practice."

Zhao Zhouping held two guns, his feet one in front of the other, lunges forward, with straight double guns, looking like a 'big character'.

It's just that the sleeves are wide, and the drop is more than four or five inches.

In addition, there was a rumbling sound in his stomach, and if outsiders saw it from a distance, they thought it was an eagle that had become a spirit, and was walking on the ground with its wings spread, looking for food.

"The shape of the meaning of the form, the emphasis is on the form, the grasp of the meaning. Now I am practicing my strength with a spear, figuring out the way to attack the enemy with a spear, and punching it out is like a spear, stabbing people through..."

Zhao Zhou's upper body did not move, taking lunges for a while and stepping lightly on the ground, his arms stretched out and straight, and the more than 100 strong spears in his hands tried to keep it still.

It's very strenuous and easy to get the most out of your workout.

With Zhao Zhou's lifting strength, after exercising for a while, his stomach was hungry and his arms were sore, so he put away his spear and went to the forest to hunt some wild animals and fruits.

Then walk the Tai Chi pile, slowly, and then take the gun again, also leisurely.

But it seems to be a combination of work and rest, but when he is in a hurry and rests normally, he is also putting up a stake frame all the time, and he has integrated martial arts training into his daily life, and his mannerisms and actions.

Even when he was sleeping, he would sometimes 'snore' a few times with a fishing toad because of his 'cell memory', like an ordinary person's muscles stretching and contracting.

"The city in front should be Donghai County."

Zhao Zhou set up a gun rack for a while, and after eating a fruit that looked like an apple and didn't know if it was an apple, he stood on a small hillside on the official road at this time, and also saw a county town a mile away.

A few miles behind the county seat, there is the endless Haihe River.

At this time, he was far away from the forest full of flowers and plants, and when he stood on this high slope, it was as if he could smell the salty sea breeze blowing, and see the seabirds flying and the fishing boats dotting the stars.

It's just that the moment Zhao Zhou saw that he was facing the river and the sea, he didn't praise the great rivers and mountains, but subconsciously thought of various methods of martial arts training in his heart.

"This Haihe River is vast, and the pressure in the water is higher than that of the river in the village and town, so it should be a good place to practice martial arts..."

He thought about it, and did not go to the town in front of him to rest, but leaned forward with his left foot, squatted backwards with his right foot, and stepped on the dragon-shaped body method in the twelve forms of Xingyi.

It's a pity that he didn't go straight ahead.

Instead, while dodging some protruding stones, he took one step to the left, one step to the right, and a distance of ten meters, and he was forced to sway from side to side into twenty meters, thirty meters, and hurried diagonally in a 'Z' shape.

This is also how troublesome it is, how hard it is, how hard it is to practice.

It is only because Zhao Zhou wants to train his body until he is tired before going to bed every day, so that he can maximize his strength, better polish his own strength, and deepen his cell's memory of the exercises.

"Xingyi boxing method, now I have practiced the dragon, tiger, bear and eagle four forms, of which the dragon shape body method is the most, it is especially important on the battlefield, when you practice more."

Wait until you get to the bank of the river.

After Zhao Zhou ran for nearly six miles in fifteen or six miles, he stopped his footwork by a big tree, exhaled a long breath, shook his hands and feet a little sour, took a deep breath and began to rest with the strength of the toad, while practicing, and relieving the fatigue of his lungs.

At the same time, the medicinal power of the Strengthening Pill was also working, and it repaired the fatigue of his muscles, bones, skin and flesh in just three to five minutes.

"I've run about sixteen miles, but my muscles and bones are a little sore, and according to this kind of physique, I can run about thirty miles in a row before I am exhausted. But I can't keep up with my breathing, and after five or six miles, I can't run with all my strength, and my speed gradually decreases, and this oxygen supply to my lungs is a problem..."

Zhao Zhou pondered and looked at the coast about three hundred meters away, "But if Zuo Ci's method of the heart and intestines is obtained, and it can really strengthen the heart and intestines to a certain extent, then it will not be difficult for me to fight the enemy for a long time in the future, or to chase and kill them with all my strength for ten miles..."

He pondered, after a quarter of an hour, his state was at its peak, and he also walked out of the cover of the big tree and came to the shore, wanting to ask the fishermen on the shore, or the villagers who came to fish, who knew where Penglai Island was.

But just came here.

Zhao Zhou stood on the shore and saw that among the nearby fishing villagers, there was an old man facing the sea, holding a rod in one hand, closing his eyes to recuperate, his chest rose and fell an inch between breaths, as if the monster who had become a spirit in the sea, was swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon on the shore, very strange, and incompatible with the surrounding villagers, but integrated into it.

If it weren't for Zhao Zhou's nearly five years of martial arts, it would not be easy to find this strange scene.

"This is the method of breathing?"

The old man had his back to Zhao Zhou before, and Zhao Zhou didn't see it directly before he came to the coast.

But now that he saw it, and quietly observed it for a few breaths, he suddenly had some speculation in his mind.

"The breathing law is absolute, otherwise it is impossible to make the chest rise and fall so much just by ordinary breathing, after all, there is a layer of sternum next to the lungs, which is very hard, how can it be easily supported by the flesh of the heart.... But I don't know that this old man is Zuo Ci? Or people who know Zuo Ci...."

Zhao Zhou is also curious.

He pondered, thinking about who to ask if he was not asking, so he came to the old man's three zhang, waited for a few breaths, and saw the old man stop 'cultivating' and look at him, before he smiled and said: "This old man, do you know Penglai Island?"

"Oh? Penglai Island? The old man asked rhetorically, put down the fishing rod, got up and stood up, glanced at Zhao Zhou, and asked: "This island is a hundred miles overseas, and the road is far away, I don't know what Mr. is looking for this island?"

The old man was dressed in a washed white robe, with a kind and filial face, and he looked like an old man next door.

But when he asked, his voice was muffled, as if he were snoring, which was very strange.

If someone else hears it, they just think that a cold has a nasal sound.

But when he heard Zhao Zhou's ears, it was like a spring thunder explosion, and the strength of his heart could be seen.

"This heart is about to become a cowhide war drum on the battlefield!"

Zhao Zhou's heart jumped, and his first reaction was that this person was a master!

It's just that he followed and saw this kind old man, his exposed hands were loose and weak, not like a martial arts practitioner, and there was also something like a medicine box beside him, revealing a few herbs before picking herbs, and was about to wait for the sea breeze to dry.

"This is the East China Sea, he also knows Penglai Island, and he also knows medical skills, is he the Zuoci Taoist that Mr. Zhongjing once said...."

When Zhao Zhou saw this, he also had doubts in his heart, and he didn't hide it, and asked directly: "Is the old man a Zuoci Daoist?"

Saying that, in order to avoid misunderstanding, Zhao Zhou also took out a copy of Zhang Zhongjing's letter from his sleeve with one hand, and with the other hand, just in case, he held it under the letter, pinched a bear-shaped cannon fist in the wide sleeve, and walked towards the old man.

After all, in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Zuo Ci is a qi practitioner, so it is not too careful.

"If anything happens, the system is ready to teleport me to another world at any time."

Zhao Zhou's face remained unchanged, and he secretly gave an order to the system.

But as a last resort, he really wanted to get this method of practicing the heart, and he didn't want to leave easily.

And this old man is also Zuo Ci, an alchemist hidden in the mountains.

It's just that he doesn't know any magic spells, and he only knows some alchemy methods.

Similarly, there are no gods in this world, only people who know how to live a long life.

"The old way is Zuo Ci."

When he heard that Zhao Zhou said his name, his heart was also tight, and he secretly pinched a 'poison pill' in the hem of his clothes with one hand, thinking that Zhao Zhou was here to find him.

After all, the chaos of the Yellow Turban Army has just passed, and they, the hermits who propagate the monastic method, are indeed having a hard time, and everyone shouts and beats them.

At this time, he took out the poison powder that was configured, just like Zhao Zhou, to save his life.

But then, when he saw the letter in Zhao Zhou's hand, the movement in his hand suddenly slowed down, took two steps forward, and took the letter with one hand under Zhao Zhou's vigilant mind.

Moreover, after he saw that the letter was written by one of his few friends and belonging to Zhang Zhongjing, he also smiled and said, "It turned out to be a friend!"

He smiled, and with his other hand, he put the poison pill into his arms without a trace.

"Yes, Mr. Zhongjing asked me to come." Zhao Zhou also smiled and dispersed his fist, and bowed very naturally.

"Don't blame, sir." Zuo Ci returned the salute, and he also let go of his thoughts.

It's just that when he opened the letter, glanced at it a few times, saw that there was no one nearby, and glanced at Zhao Zhou a few times, he suddenly inhaled it into his lungs in one breath, his chest bulged slightly, and he burst into a drink with a 'sickness' on his side, and suddenly spit out towards the medicine box beside him.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhou, who had been careful about the embankment, squinted his eyes and observed carefully, and saw a very faint white ha, flying out of Zuo Ci's mouth like a sharp sword, and at a distance of one zhang, a three-inch pencil finger-thick herb was removed from the frame and out of the frame!

Especially with Zuo Ci's Taoist robe and the appearance of immortal wind bones, Zhao Zhou's first reaction was to see the legendary 'Sword Pill Flying Sword' that belonged to the immortal cultivator!

"Can the heart be so strong?"

When Zhao Zhou saw this scene, he also became hot after a shock in his heart, and he looked forward to the cultivation method of the heart.

You must know that his current physique is far several times greater than Zuo Ci's, if he trains his heart and soul again, fights with his opponent, and gets closer, maybe he can really puff up a breath and 'blow people's eyes 'blind'!

Even if you don't reach that power, your heart is strong, and your own strength and durability will increase a lot!

"The lungs are composed of many lung lobes, if you train these lung lobes to be tough and abnormal, and squeeze them at the same time, maybe you can really kill people!" Zhao Zhou was thinking about living for a while, and felt that if this method was practiced, it could also become his killer weapon.

"That's the way to do it from the heart."

Zuo Ci is also old, and after spitting out this 'sword pill', he closed his eyes and gasped a few times like a bellows, looking a little tired, rested for a while, and bent down to take out a few rolls of bamboo slips from the medicine frame.

"In fact, the old Taoist method of heartfelt cultivation is also learned from this volume, this is a gift from a friend, he once asked me to teach others, but unfortunately no one learns." Zuo Ciyan was a little sad, and handed these bamboo slips to Zhao Zhou as he spoke.

"Could it be the Taiping Technique?" Zhao Zhou guessed and also took the bamboo slips, and when he took a look, he saw that each scroll was engraved with several names.

Namely, tigers, deer, bears, apes, and birds.

There are also a variety of lifelike graphics underneath, as well as various explanations.

"This is...."

Zhao Zhou looked at it and felt very familiar, thought for a while, and found that this was clearly Hua Tuo's Five Birds Technique! And it's also written by Hua Tuo himself!

In the lower left corner, it reads 'Hua Tuo Gift'.

Moreover, the Five Birds Opera is indeed the main method of cultivating the five organs, the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys, covering all aspects, which can be described as the most complete method of internal cultivation of the national arts!

"With the Five Fowl Play, wouldn't the breathing methods of the other Toad Fishing Spirits be practiced with a single cultivation?"

Zhao Zhou's eyes lit up, and he felt that the exercises in the cultivation could be simpler, and he could also save a lot of time in practicing martial arts, specializing in other national arts.

"This cultivation method is the technique of the five birds."

It's just different from Zhao Zhou's excitement, Zuo Ci sighed and spoke, packed up the medicine box, and arched his hand to Zhao Zhou: "It's a pity that the old way has been preached in the city for many days, and the world doesn't know the mystery of this method, but makes fun of the old way, and no one learns it."

Although the five-bird opera is a high-grade health preservation method, the cultivation posture is indeed an imitation of animals, and it is a little unsightly.

Especially at the end of the Han Dynasty, or during the war, food and clothing were a problem, and who had time to practice these health exercises that could not solve the problem of food and clothing in a short period of time.

"If Mr. is idle, you can come to Penglai to find me." Zuo Ci bowed his hand, walked to his own small boat, sat in front of the boat, and roamed gracefully, rowing away from it, and disappeared into the distant sea in a short time.

"Thank you, Daoist Zuo Ci."

Zhao Zhou stood on the shore and said goodbye.

When he saw Zuo Ci's figure disappear, he pondered for a while, and found that now that he had all his strength, exercises, and medicines, he also looked in the direction of Luoyang.

"I've been practicing for four years, and now it's time to practice."

Zhao Zhou thought for a moment, and after feeling that his own strength should be able to protect himself, he also made up his mind and prepared to meet the heroes of the world.