Chapter 16 Tianze One Style

After a busy night, Zhang Yue finally treated all the remaining wounded, except for two villagers who needed to re-graft their bones.

The aura of the cultivation realm is strong, and the innate physical quality of the people is far beyond that of the people on the earth, and at the same time, to collect spiritual grass, often come into contact with fierce beasts, more or less have some means of self-preservation, and every household has healing spiritual grass, Zhang Yue's action can be said to be twice the result with half the effort.

The last villager had just been disposed of, and the old village chief had been waiting outside the door for a long time, so words of thanks were naturally indispensable; who would have thought that He Yong would go to the outer village to invite Langzhong, but he was beaten crookedly, but he tied back a Qihuang holy hand.

The old village chief came here in response to He Ping's intentions, and specially invited Zhang Yue to go to He's house, and resting for dinner was one thing, mainly because he had something to discuss with Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue also had this intention, how could he miss the opportunity when he finally met a senior cultivator, if he hadn't been in a hurry to treat everyone's illness last night, and knew that He Ping needed to meditate and cultivate, otherwise he might have stayed to ask for advice at that time.

He Yong stayed by Zhang Yue's side all night, not leaving an inch, he didn't sleep during the day, but he didn't feel tired at all, and immediately led Zhang Yue to his house.

He Mu Huang Xiu'e had already prepared breakfast and was just waiting for Zhang Yue to eat.

Although the breakfast was light, it could be seen that He Mu had put a lot of thought into it.

He Mu refused to serve on the table, and only let He Yong accompany him on one side.

"Sister-in-law, how is Brother He's doing? Since Zhang Yue entered the courtyard, he didn't notice He Ping's breath, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"Your big brother He is completely well, he went out in less than four watches, he said to come back at noon at the latest, let you rest first, he has something important to look for you. He Mu had a bright smile on her face.

Zhang Yue didn't ask again, just had some breakfast, and went to the backyard guest room to meditate and rest under the guidance of He Yong.

Before he could settle down, he heard He Yong's call and asked him to go to the courtyard to show him marksmanship; Zhang Yue couldn't help but be very curious, he was quite interested in this young man who didn't have the slightest sense of anger on his body, but easily put himself down, and he didn't know how he did it, so he simply opened the door and came to the courtyard to have a look.

He Yong was shirtless, wearing only a pair of shorts, holding his wooden gun in his hand, and when he saw Zhang Yue coming out, he only nodded his head and began to dance the wooden gun in his hand.

He stood in the middle of the nine hanging silver coins, and the wooden spear stood up and stabbed straight at the silver coin in front of him, this shot was extremely fast, but silent, and the moment the tip of the gun touched the silver coin, when the silver coin moved slightly, the gun turned and then attacked the sixth silver coin behind him, and just touched, the gun recovered and attacked the second, followed by the seventh, the third, the eighth, the fourth, the ninth, and finally the fifth; in an instant, nine shots were fired.

He Meng's body moved and jumped, without the slightest sound, and every time the gun was shot, it was as big as Zhang Yue expected, stabbing out from an impossible direction; the most amazing thing was that the nine silver coins were only slightly shaking, and none of them showed a large swing, which was simply unpredictable.

"Good marksmanship!" Zhang Yue exclaimed, full of admiration, no wonder he would be planted in the hands of He Meng, just with this set of marksmanship, he would not lose at all.

"Sir, I'm just getting started, and I haven't reached the first level yet. He Yong said with some embarrassment.

"What? Practicing to this realm is just the beginning, isn't that great success in marksmanship invincible in the world!" Zhang Yue exclaimed.

With his eyesight, he has no power to fight back against He Yong's spear-style attack, not to mention his current self, I am afraid that when he reaches the middle stage of qi refining, it is a question whether he can resist it; although there is no true qi in the opponent's gun, the spear style is too magical and weird.

"To reach the first level of realm, you must lift weights lightly, lift lightly and lightly, and the gun runs through the eyes of money, and the nine stars are continuous. He Yong explained.

"If you lift a weight, I can understand a little from your marksmanship, every time you hit a silver coin, you can instantly retract your strength, but what is the explanation of this lightweight weight?" Unconsciously, Zhang Yue actually asked about the meaning of the other party's marksmanship.

"Well, I'll show you. He Yong actually didn't hide his secrets, took another slender wooden gun in his hand, and stabbed it in the face of the silver coin, and the tip of the spear burst into the hole of the silver coin for more than a cent.

"Ahh

He Yong did not stop for a moment in his hand, changed his footwork, turned back and stabbed the sixth silver coin behind him, and also entered the hole for one point, without touching, but when he stabbed into the second silver coin, there was a slight deviation;

He Yong shook his head, stopped the movement in his hand, and said: "The so-called lifting is like a heavy weight, that is, the gun type is strongly pushed forward, every time you advance a point, the power of the marksmanship will increase by two percent, and when it reaches five points, the marksmanship can show its full power, and after the nine stars are aligned, it can be called entering a layer of realm." ”

Zhang Yue nodded, this slender spear, if you want to advance a point in the money hole, it really has to be a thousand gold.

Zhang Yue wanted to ask again, but suddenly found that he had jumped to the bottom line of the thunder pool, and he was simply stealing the essence of others, and he couldn't help but be ashamed.

"Sir, don't think about it. He Yong saw Zhang Yue's embarrassment and comforted him.

"My father once said that his set of marksmanship came from a predecessor of the alien, and it was obtained by chance, and it has nothing to do with any sect, so Mr. can practice it with confidence. ”

"How can this make me just do what I can, how can I blackmail and ask for bribes, and take advantage of people's danger. Zhang Yue opened his mouth to refuse, just now he had benefited infinitely, besides, his father was not there, and he secretly learned his family heirloom, but it was a big taboo.

"How can this be regarded as a coercion of a bribe, when the gentleman sacrificed himself to save others, can he know this set of marksmanship? Compared with the kindness and kindness of the gentleman, nothing is enough to repay. He Ping appeared in the courtyard at some point.

Zhang Yue didn't expect that he would get such a high affirmation and evaluation, and he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

"Is he really so great?" Zhang Yue couldn't believe that he was really so noble, he just hadn't been a doctor for a long time, and it happened to be his meeting, and his skills were itchy.

He Ping took the wooden spear from He Yong's hand, stood in the middle of the nine silver coins, and handed one silver coin to He Yong.

"Yong'er, pay attention to the footwork under my feet, this is the key to whether you can cultivate the first level of marksmanship, I stabbed out nine shots at the same time, don't forget to leave the silver coin. ”

He Ping came to the middle of the nine silver coins, and slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly, his eyes opened angrily, and the essence appeared, and he stabbed nine shots in a row, and the guns and guns were all through the money eyes, and there was no trace of shackles in the hole.

With the sound of "dang", He Ping's tenth shot flew into the sky like a swimming dragon, stabbing at the flying money falling from the sky.

"What kind of marksmanship is this?" Zhang Yue asked in surprise.

"Tianze style!" He Ping replied coldly. Degree of literature