"Damn Li Tayue!" Zhang Tianpeng scolded hatefully.

If it was me, I almost got the secret of my life, but I couldn't cultivate because my physique was too weak, it would be crazy.

Leng Fei put down this secret book and said with a smile: "It's easy for me to practice this moon-stepping incense step, but Brother Zhang, you are the opposite, it's easy to practice this happy knife." ”

"Hmm——?" Zhang Tianpeng looked at the knife score of the Happy Knife.

He looked down for a while, muttered to himself, thought for a while and nodded slowly, "It doesn't look difficult." ”

The key to the happy knife is not the method of luck, but the method of intention, what you want is to penetrate the knife with intention, the more sufficient the killing intent, the stronger the anger, the stronger the knife technique.

This kind of martial arts that are not based on subtlety are the most suitable for him, and those exquisite martial arts are all so complicated that they make him have a headache.

The most important thing about the happy knife is deliberate.

The more sword intent is accumulated, the stronger the power.

He tried to run, squinting his eyes slightly and not moving, Leng Fei directly handed over a flying knife.

He nodded, and stood with his throwing knife in his hand.

Thinking back to the previous situation of fleeing with Zhao Qinghe, the resentment of his incompetence, and the killing intent towards Li Tayue, it was as strong as substance, and the knife in his hand was the release of his killing intent, penetrating the heavens and the earth, breaking through the void, God blocking and killing God and Buddha blocking God and Buddha, the world and the ground, he must be killed!

"Whew!" a soft whistle sounded.

White light flashed, and the knives sank into the walls.

"The power is good!" Leng Fei said with a smile.

Zhang Tianpeng frowned and came to the wall, carefully looked at the depth of the flying knife, and then looked at the depth of the silver shuttle next to him, and shook his head.

Leng Fei smiled: "Such power is not enough?"

Yin Shuo was shot by fusing the second punch of the Taiyue Town Soul Hammer, and it was more powerful than when he dealt with Li Tayue before.

Zhang Tianpeng said: "It seems easy, but in fact it is difficult, the mind is on the knife, it seems that it is not so easy!"

He reacted now.

This Pleasure Knife is not really able to concentrate on the blade, but through the accumulation of anger, the body's strength explodes.

The stronger the anger, the stronger the power that erupts from the body, and it has nothing to do with the sword intent that permeates the sword.

He shook his head in disappointment.

Above the internal strength is the internal qi, then the congenital, then the gangqi, and then one step deeper, into the realm of unity of mind and qi, only then can there be sword intent.

He also thought that this happy knife could cultivate the sword intent now, but it turned out to be false, and it was just an exaggeration.

Leng Fei said: "Take your time, the power will get stronger and stronger." ”

"Alas......" Zhang Tianpeng shook his head in disappointment.

Leng Fei said with a smile: "This involves the martial arts of sword intent, the longer the time, the purer the sword intent, and the stronger the power will be." ”

"I hope so......" Zhang Tianpeng said.

He was absent-minded, he was already completely disappointed, knowing that practicing it was also in vain, and Li Tayue's ability to practice the Happiness Sword so strongly may have something to do with his Pure Yang Sect Mental Method.

Leng Fei felt that this happy knife was not so mysterious, it was not that simple, and he had to spend a lot of effort to practice, maybe there would be a surprise.

The two of them did not go to Taoran Building, so they buried their heads in the courtyard of Dengyun Tower, and came back to practice every morning after sweeping the streets.

Leng Fei would occasionally go home to meet with Song Yiyang, and pass the moon-stepping incense step and the happy knife to Song Yiyang.

Song Yiyang has no interest in hidden weapons, and feels that a pair of fleshy palms is enough, and it is better to specialize in loose palms than to be broad.

As for light skills, Xiaoyaotang's Xiaoyao step is already a top light skill, and he has no interest.

In the early morning of the fifth day, when they came back from sweeping the street, they saw Zhao Qinghe.

Zhao Qinghe, who was wearing a fluttering green shirt, was radiant, and at a glance, he knew that he was in good spirits at a happy event, and his cultivation had increased a little.

"Sister-in-law, do you have good news?" said Leng Fei.

"I've asked someone to check it, don't worry, as long as there is news, it will come over. Zhao Qinghe said with a smile.

Zhang Tianpeng said: "Qinghe, what's the good thing?"

Zhao Qinghe took out a small box from his sleeve and handed it to Leng Fei: "This is for Leng Fei." ”

Leng Fei took the delicate little purple lacquer box and asked with a smile, "What good things does my sister-in-law want to give me?"

When I opened it, it was a jade bottle with a silver ticket pressed underneath.

Leng Fei's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly took down the jade bottle and took out the silver tickets, a total of three, each of which was a thousand taels of denomination.

He was overjoyed and unabashed.

With these three thousand taels, the back road arranged for the eldest sister and brother-in-law will work, one thousand taels can open up the relationship, and three thousand taels is more secure.

"I don't see it, Leng Fei is still a money fan. Zhao Qinghe said with a smile.

She originally thought that Leng Fei would pay more attention to the jade bottle.

Compared to the elixir in the jade bottle, the three thousand taels of silver were insignificant, and they were only a part of the wealth found from Li Tayue's house.

For the spoils of war, there are strict rules within the sect, and the three thousand taels and a bottle of Red Dragon Pill are divided among her.

The Red Dragon Pill is the real good thing, and it is especially crucial to Leng Fei.

Leng Fei smiled and put away the silver ticket, picked up the jade bottle, opened it and took a look, the red pills sealed by beeswax were faintly flowing with red mangs.

"This is the Red Dragon Pill. Zhao Qinghe said: "It can enhance physical fitness!"

"This thing is good!" Zhang Tianpeng's eyes lit up.

Leng Fei looked at this red dragon pill.

Zhao Qinghe said: "This is the secret medicine of the Pure Yang Sect, it will never be passed on, this time because we have to block our way, so we can get it, a total of two bottles were sent, we got a bottle, and the sect got a bottle." ”

"How is it better than the Cleansing Pill?" Zhang Tianpeng asked hurriedly.

"Slightly inferior. Zhao Qinghe said.

Zhang Tianpeng suddenly collapsed: "It's not as good as the Cleansing Pill!"

Zhao Qinghe said with a smile: "The reason why Changsheng Valley was able to open a sect and establish a sect is because of the Purifying Pill, and they only have this one to handle. ”

"And Yi Jindan!" Zhang Tianpeng said.

Zhao Qinghe shook his head and said: "Compared to the Cleansing Pill, the Yi Jin Pill is not worth mentioning, and there are not ten or eight kinds of martial arts sects that are comparable to the Yi Jin Pill. ”

"The Cleansing Pill is so rare?" Zhang Tianpeng frowned and looked at Leng Fei.

Since it is so rare, it is almost impossible for them to be a ranger, they have to climb faster, and I am afraid that they may not have a chance to get it to the inner guard.

Zhao Qinghe said: "If you want to obtain the Myelin Cleansing Pill, it can only be said that it is a beautiful dream, the key to the Myelin Cleansing Pill is not only that it is not easy to refine, but also because the medicinal materials are rare, I am afraid that there are not a few Myelin Cleansing Pills in the Immortal Valley, and it is not your turn, no matter how great the merit is, it is useless." ”

"What about this Red Dragon Pill?" Zhang Tianpeng snorted.

Zhao Qinghe said: "The Red Dragon Pill is the same, it is said to be refined with dragon blood, if it weren't for Li Tayue being too bad this time, he wouldn't have sent these two bottles, the Pure Yang Sect must be very painful!"

Zhang Tianpeng looked at Leng Fei: "Brother Leng, take a pill and take a look." ”

Leng Fei was so cold by Zhao Qinghe's words, he glanced at the Red Dragon Pill, crushed the beeswax and threw it into his mouth.

It went down its throat and turned into a scorching air current, flowing through its body, and it was warm and comfortable wherever it passed.

As soon as Leng Fei smiled, the smile immediately froze.

The warm air flow was getting hotter and hotter, and in the blink of an eye, it was already as hot as magma, and the whole body was like being burned, and the pain was unbearable.

Sweat trickled down, his face turned red as if he was drunk, and the breath he exhaled was scorching, as if his internal organs were on fire.

"This ......?" Zhang Tianpeng was taken aback: "It doesn't matter, right?"

"Normal. Zhao Qinghe said indifferently: "To the Yang to the Strong, the martial arts of the Pure Yang Sect are like this, and the same is true for the elixir. ”