It would be strange if this technique is not strong. The things that the number one person on the Tianlist has left for his children to practice is not understood if it is a low-level technique.

Before, I just started practicing, but I couldn't feel that it was special. Moreover, Zhao Changhe had no references and could not compare the quality. Now that Yue Hongling is here, she can just analyze it.

But although he trusted Yue Hongling very much, he did not dare to tell out any secrets. Zhao Changhe had no choice but to say, "I don't know what kind of skill this is. You see, you don't even have the breathing method or the mental method. Just let me practice it. Uh, or you can ask Xia Jiba to practice this technique... Help me see what quality of my true qi?"

Yue Hongling glared at him angrily: "Touch up your hand and I'll check it out."

Zhao Changhe honestly reached over, Yue Hongling stretched out his palms to press on, and made a brief investigation, his expression becoming more and more surprised.

The quality of the true qi cultivated by Zhao Changhe's technique is very exaggerated. Even if she tried to overestimate it, it still exceeded expectations.

Why is there a division of states? Whether it is internal or external, expression can be quantified. Only those with the same state can be divided as standard. Those who can surpass the level are worth boasting. Otherwise, what is the meaning of the level?

To put it simply, when your true energy reaches one level, it is the first level of the entrance hall. The upper limit of this realm is ten. When you reach ten, you will get stuck on the threshold. You must open the second level of the entrance hall to continue to increase the real energy. Everyone is the same.

This is not as immediate as the outsiders. Once the outsiders break through a certain level, their physical strength will be much stronger and they may be able to fight back on the spot. However, after the insiders break through, they still need to continue to accumulate to widen the gap.

The typical difference between magical skills and ordinary skills is that it may only take three days to cultivate magical skills from one accumulation to ten, and it is easy to break through the threshold; garbage skills may require three years of accumulation, and the threshold can be stuck to death.

Moreover, the maximum number of good exercises can be directly reached to the secret store, and the garbage exercises may only be enough to practice to the second and third levels, and there is no more below.

The most important thing is that the true qi produced by different techniques is different in nature or quality. Everyone’s dantian is such a large reservoir. Some people store ordinary water, some people store venom, some people store tincture oil, some people store sweet rain that brings back to life, and some people store lies in the pool of ice, which is really a few times the amount of water that is equal to others…

The gap between high sects, aristocratic families and ordinary warriors has widened. This is how a magical skill can cause bloody competition in the world.

Zhao Changhe has just broken through the second level, and the Dantian meridian is just a double-sized reservoir, so there is no problem.

The problem is that this quality is too outrageous. Just now, you are the one who cheated on the pool of ice!

In other people's practice, the true energy is basically invisible and intangible, and Yue Hongling can almost see the mist and white air in this guy's body, like smoke and fog.

If you say that this is a person who has been stuck in the second level of the entrance for a long time, he cannot break through the upper limit, and can only try to polish his true energy quality. Over time, it is quite common. But you just broke through this quality? Then what will happen if you deliberately polish it? Want to go against the will of heaven?

What kind of exercise are you doing?

Xia Ji Ba Lian... I haven't heard of it.

After listening to Yue Hongling's explanation, Zhao Changhe touched his chin: "So, has my so-called practice of martial arts too late been solved by this technique?"

"No." Yue Hongling shook his head: "Why do you say you need to practice since childhood? Because children are very malleable, the dantian and meridians slowly expand with practice, and you have already established. Your meridians are so narrow that you cannot accept the excessively violent explosion and transmission of true qi; your dantian is so big, even if you break through the ninth level of heaven, you will find that your dantian can no longer accommodate so much true qi. If there is no special opportunity, this life will be limited."

Zhao Changhe smiled: "So that's it. Thank you for your commentary, I understand."

Yue Honglingqi said: "How can you be so free and easy?"

The treasure that once washed the meridians and marrow was right in front of me. If you say it, give it away, at least it proves that this kind of thing really exists in the world. Zhao Changhe is not that entangled. He smiled and said: "There is no way out for man. There are always treasures in the world. Anyway, things are already like this, so what's the use of entanglement? Practice the Blood Evil Technique first. According to what you said, the Blood Evil Technique is also very powerful."

Yue Hongling had to admit that this guy was very free and easy to treat his appetite, so he comforted him: "The blood evil skills practice qi and blood, but it is better for young men. It can indeed make your age disadvantage an advantage. Moreover, the upper limit of this skill is not low, so you can practice it first. When the time comes, God knows if there is any opportunity?"

"Yes." Zhao Changhe said leisurely: "For this, I have endured so many disadvantages. There is nothing I can do about it. Hey, I said that there is a unique move in my Blood Evil Sword Technique, both gods and Buddhas, and the blood Evil Qi that needs to be called is extremely outrageous. It is said that at least the third level of the entrance can only be used once. Can I use this true Qi instead? If so, according to the quality you mentioned, you should be able to use it once."

"Of course, it's just that there is no less evil, and the effect needs to be discounted. After all, the martial arts that match the martial arts must have their own unique effect, and other martial arts cannot be replaced, but as far as the sword style itself is concerned, the power is still there."

"That's just that there are few special effects such as paralysis and fear. The power is not much weaker, so that's OK."

Yue Hongling thought his description was strange, but it was quite appropriate. The bandit leader seemed to be more educated than himself... After thinking about it, he asked, "I feel that you have a clear goal in asking this, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "How can you do without a trick? There is no need to have any clear goals."

Yue Hongling glanced at him sideways, feeling that his smile looked very unhappy, as if he was hiding bad water, and said, "Do you remember, what I said before is that I can teach you three aspects? It is only the first thing to do to cultivate internal strength."

Zhao Changhe scratched his head and was delayed by various interruptions. He almost forgot that Yue Hongling really said that he could teach three aspects, and his internal strength was just "first".

He smiled and asked, "I am very grateful for this internal strength, so what is the second thing?"

Yue Hongling grinded her teeth without any trace, and took out her sword: "I'll fight with you in practice."

Zhao Changhe was so scared that he took a step back: "What are you fighting with you? Isn't it just a matter of seconds? It won't have the effect of training."

"You have been fighting with those smelly fish and rotten shrimps, and you can't make any achievements. You have never experienced real difficult challenges and tasted failure. What is the value of that kind of cultivation?" Yue Hongling was excited: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, stretch your head... Oh, pull your knife!"

Zhao Changhe ran away: "No, you are still hurt, will we do another day..."

Yue Hongling chased after her sword: "What's this injury? It's enough to beat you!"

"I think you just want to hit me, right?"

"Don't slander me, Yue Hongling, is upright and will not take his anger on others."

"Oh, damn... I fought back!"

"Come on, let me see how much Zhao Dazhaimai is, and I can call me Yue'er."

"Sure enough, waiting here..." Zhao Changhe was so amused that he couldn't help but stop running around the yard.

"If you can call Yue'er if you cut it over, then I want to try it!"

Yue Hongling stopped chasing with interest. Just as he was about to say something, Zhao Changhe paused his right foot, suddenly turned around, lifted his sword and slashed down quickly.

The scene at this moment is very mysterious and very magical.

On New Year's Eve, the waning moon in the sky is like a hook, and the blood-colored sword light is like falling from the sky, just covering the crescent moon, like a bloody moon falling from the sky, cutting through the sky.

In the darkness, Zhao Changhe's face could not be seen clearly, but he could see a pair of blood-colored pupils hanging in the sky, like a god or a demon.

The blood evil spirit spreads across the sky, and the gods and Buddhas are scattered!

This is not a sword skill of the entrance three levels... the entrance three levels can only be used once.

This is a unique skill that can only be used in daily life by at least the fifth or sixth level of the entrance. One of the most famous sword techniques of the Blood God Cult, the first time it showed terrifying fangs in Zhao Changhe's hands.

Yue Hongling has seen this sword and Master Xue has used it. If this sword is completely driven by the Blood Evil Power, Zhao Changhe's guess is really effective. A weak opponent can really be both brave and courageous under this blow.

But I don’t know if it was because of the weak injury at this moment, or because the atmosphere was just right... Yue Hongling always felt that when facing Xue Canghai, there was no such momentum as Zhao Changhe as the blood god holding a crescent moon in his hand and angrily killing the universe.

Are you really born with a bandit... This magic craft is so suitable for him.

My thoughts flashed, and Yue Hongling's long sword was already on the edge of the Blood Moon.

The bright red clouds reflect the sky, the setting sun and blood moon coexist in the sky, and they are silent together.

"Bang!" Zhao Changhe fell back several feet, hitting the yard wall hard, and coughing hard.

Looking up, Yue Hongling was also struggling to hold the sword with some difficulty, with blood oozing in her lower abdomen, which was the wound being pulled and cracked. She looked at Zhao Changhe who was coughing by the wall, and she was really impressed in her eyes. How could she have thought that this would be the result in advance?

Originally, her injury was nothing, just like an adult hitting a child. With a casual sword, she didn't need to use force to her lower abdomen. How could she touch the wound? As a result, Zhao Changhe's sword was far more powerful than expected, causing the sword to subconsciously mobilize the abdominal muscles, and the wound was naturally involved.

I really suffered from it myself. To be able to heal and recuperate, I broke the wound by myself.

Well, it wasn't considered him slashing, so you don't have to be called Yue'er... you probably won't flash, otherwise Zhao Changhe's sword would become famous.
Chapter completed!