Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Method of Compressing Sword Pills (Three Changes!) )

"Zhao Ye should have had something to do some time ago, and he can't come."

I also looked at the scenery in Zhao Zhou.

The goatee was a little haha, and whispered to Master Zheng: "Brother is now working under Zhao Ye."

"Brother Shan, the Zhao Ye in your letter is the one....?" Master Zheng also lowered his voice, he knew in the goatee's letter that this 'Zhao Ye' seemed to be a big man, and even his mountain brother, who was famous in the rivers and lakes, was also respectful.

Therefore, he was also unsteady just now, and he didn't dare to speak indiscriminately, for fear of accidentally offending people unnecessarily.

"Yes, that one is Zhao Ye." Goatee replied, and even lowered his voice and said: "Brother Zheng, your 'Sword Pill Flying Sword' technique, you will show Zhao Ye both hands for a while, which can be regarded as a favor for the sake of saving you from your brother twenty years ago."

"Brother Shan, you're out of sight!" Zheng Zhangmen frowned, he has been helpless since he was a child, a few years ago when the master passed away again, and he was lamenting that there were no relatives in the world, but now he learned that the brothers of life and death who had been together in the past must value this brotherhood.

Now, let alone let him show his hands, even if he asks him to kill!

"Thank you Brother Zheng for my brother." The goatee was grateful to hold his hand, and when he saw that his own Zhao Ye was far away, he sighed and whispered: "There are too many capable people under Zhao Ye's hands, and he is like walking on thin ice every day as a brother, being cautious, and being cautious in his words and deeds." Now, it depends on whether Brother Zheng can raise his face for Brother Wei, leave a mark on Zhao Ye's heart, let Brother Wei be more mixed, and raise his head in front of those people. ”

"Brother Shan, don't worry!" Zheng Zhangmen is playing a guarantee, he has been practicing hard for 20 years, and he has already inherited the mantle of his master, and he has eliminated many demons for the people in this radius of ten miles.

And the two of them whispered.

The goatee also walked to the edge of the cliff with Master Zheng, and arched his hand towards Zhao Zhouyi: "Master Zhao, Master Zheng agreed."

"Thank you." Zhao Zhou also returned the salute, and also hugged his fist to Master Zheng, wanting to see if this 'exhalation sword pill' was confirmed by his inner and outer powers.

Just, in the next moment.

Zheng Zhangmen's eyes froze, but he didn't open his mouth to exhale, but suddenly shook his sleeves, and flew out an inch-long sword light, drawing a circle around him, pointing to where to go, and the farthest can be a hundred meters away, and the mountains and rocks passing by were also instantly shuttled by this sword light, which was extremely sharp!

"Master Zheng is a good kung fu!" When Goatee saw the 'Flying Sword Secret Technique' in Zheng's hand, his face also lit up, and he felt that he would be 'heavy' in Zhao Zhou's heart. I didn't know that Zhao Zhou didn't want to see this at all.

But.

After Zhao Zhou saw that this was more powerful than a firearm, but it was far less powerful than a bullet, although he felt useless, he saw that one of the two was serious and the other was full of red light, but he thought about it, knowing that the two of them had good intentions, he did not interrupt immediately.

Until a few breaths have passed.

Zhao Zhou waited until the head of Zheng was smiling but sweating profusely, and then he said: "Master Zheng, what I want to see is the exhalation sword pill, not the flying sword secret technique."

"Isn't this Kenmaru?" Master Zheng didn't understand for a while, because the sword pill that the cultivator said was not spit out of the lungs, but in the form of a pill, which means a sword, such as this inch of small sword, it can be called a 'sword pill'.

But what Zhao Zhou said about the 'exhalation sword pill', he had never heard of, and he felt that how could a person spit out a 'sharp sword'.

And Zhao Zhou saw that Zheng Zhangmen didn't understand a little, and he also knew that it was useless to say more, so he suddenly took a breath, and exhaled with a 'turbid' sound, hitting the dirt floor!

With a soft 'click' sound in an instant, the soil caved out, revealing a finger-sized hole, about half a meter deep!

"Is there a way to do this?"

Zhao Zhou looked at the stunned Zheng Zhangmen, and his breathing was still as usual, without any fluctuations.

"This...."Master Zheng was suddenly shocked, he didn't expect a person to really spit out a 'sharp sword!'

And he hadn't felt any aura fluctuations, so he knew that this 'Zhao Ye' was afraid that the inner family's five internal organs kung fu had cultivated to an unknown level, and his 'qi' had been practiced to an unheard of level, not to mention the outer family's kung fu.

He also felt that if he was fighting to the death, he would probably not be Zhao Zhou's opponent.

"There are such people in the world..."

Master Zheng was puzzled and surprised, but when he saw Zhao Zhou looking at him, he also knew that he was rude.

So, he quickly thought about it, made a salute, and said with a goatee: "Master Zhao, this 'sword pill' should be said to be no." But for you, yes. ”

As he spoke, he didn't show any surprise when he saw Zhao Zhou, and then he didn't hide it, "The 'sword pill' you spit out should just be exhaled with your heart, and you didn't have any more strength, right?" But if you can succeed in cohesion, I estimate that the power is at least more than double, and it can break the mountain stone! ”

"That's true, my strength is indeed condensed." Zhao Zhou was noncommittal, and there was nothing to hide, because the purpose of his coming here was also to see what strange methods there were.

"Then can Master Zheng's 'Sword Pill Condensation Method' be seen?"

The words fell.

Zhao Zhou saw that Master Zheng was embarrassed and afraid of offending himself, so he took out a small book of atlases from his sleeve, handed it to Master Zheng and said: "Master Zheng, the mountain chief is my friend, and I will not lose your benefits in vain." Now, this tiger play, twelve duanjin, tiger and leopard thunder sound, three breathing methods, can you exchange your 'sword pill condensation technique'? ”

"Xiaodao...."Master Zheng looked at these booklets, turned his head and saw that the goatee had been giving himself a 'dangerous' look, and then glanced at the small pit on the ground, as if he suddenly 'understood', a stirring in his heart, he took the booklet with both hands, changed his tone, and said categorically: "Okay!"

"Thank you." Zhao Zhou returned the salute and also saw the goatee's eyes, but now he really didn't expect to 'take it by force'. Because he also said that this Zheng Zhangmen is a friend of Goatee, and he must give enough face.

Especially these three breathing methods, Zhao Zhou felt that they were not inferior to the 'Sword Pill Condensation Method', but after Zheng Zhangmen obtained these three breathing methods, he was even more powerful, maybe he could really cultivate into a 'Baizhang Sword Immortal', and it was no longer limited to a hundred meters away.

"Master Zhao, this is actually the method of condensing breathing, and it is also the technique of my sect's 'Gentle Flying Sword'." Master Zheng has now put away the things, and when he sees the goatee's face, he doesn't hide anything, and tells him everything.

"When I started twenty years ago, my master once said that when I had a sword pill forged by my own hands, I needed to use the 'Gengjin Qi' from my heart to breathe in the sword pill day and night every day, so that I could resonate with my heart, practice the life weapon, and kill people in a hundred steps..."

Master Zheng spoke very carefully, and he did everything for 20 years, from beginning to end, without missing anything.

It can be said that he has told all his life's cultivation experience.

And Zhao Zhou listened carefully, and then confirmed his own thinking, and also knew that this 'warm and flying sword' technique, in fact, is when breathing, inhale 'ten percent' of air, spit out 'nine-percent', and leave 'one percent' in his heart.

And when you inhale the 'ninety-percent' air again, you should use your own lungs to strip off the 'hepto-gold qi' in the 'ninety-percent' air and merge it into the 'one-percent' air that was previously retained.

And so on and so forth.

Until the 'Yicheng' air can no longer melt the 'Gengjin Qi', and then warm it in the heart for seven days, it can be spit on the flying sword, and it will also be like Zhao Zhou feeding the magic weapon with blood, which will have a 'resonance' with the flying sword.

However, Zheng Zhangmen's 'Cultivation Technique' will take as little as five years or as much as not counting, anyway, over time, it will be possible to make the flying sword become a 'natal weapon'.

Of course, whether this can be done or not is really a coincidence of chance, and some people can't make it in a lifetime.

It's because of his 'impure physique' that he can't resonate with the flying sword that is also an iron weapon.

Equally.

Master Zheng also has a rare 'Gengjin' physique, so he was accepted by his master.

It's just that Zhao Zhou doesn't want a flying sword, and he doesn't care about what attribute air he wants, what he wants is this 'compressed gas' method, or rather, this way of thinking.

Because Zhao Zhou usually breathes heavily, even exhaling the sword pill in one breath, I really didn't expect such a compression method of 'going to nine and saving one'.

After all.

He focused on practicing boxing routines, this section opened the six senses, and smelted qi and blood, even if the snake oil practiced the lungs, it was also the whole practice, and he wanted to open the five internal organs, but he never thought of such a way.

"Thank you for your words." When Zhao Zhou heard about this compression method, he also thanked him, and fell into pondering again. Because he felt that if this method was practiced, then it was possible that the internal strength would be opened instantly, breaking the barrier of the lungs, and then stepping into the 'dragon and snake qi' that he deduced.

"Whether it succeeds or not, according to this method of 'going to nine and saving one', then the power of my sword pill is more than doubled. And in the 'furnace' state, it is certainly not inferior to the sword. ”

"And the person who can come up with this method of 'going to nine and saving one' is a strange person."

Zhao Zhou thought about it for a few breaths, and didn't care about the two people around him. On the contrary, he felt that he always thought of one person, how could he compare to what hundreds of schools of thought and the thousand-year-old efforts of ten thousand factions.

However, when Goatee and Master Wu saw it, they thought that Zhao Zhou was thinking about the 'Condensing Sword Pill' just now, and they didn't bother it, so they quietly retreated, but in order to prevent Zhao Zhou from having something to say, they didn't go far, and they lowered their voices in the pavilion more than twenty meters away and began to talk about the past.

And Zhao Zhou stood on the edge of the cliff, thought for a while, looked at the birds and white clouds, the peaks and the countryside, and suddenly said, "It's difficult to walk." ”