Xinzhai looked at Cao Zhe calmly at this time, his eyes as deep as a pool of stagnant water.

From Wuming, I learned that the Nine Yang Divine Art was easily traded by this boy in front of me, so Xinzhai became interested and came to investigate it.

After all, the Nine Yang Divine Art is a unique skill no matter how you say it. People who can easily trade may have some hidden dangers in their hearts.

Of course, for some reasons that are difficult to speak out, he waited until Cao Zhe went down the mountain before coming to inquire.

After all, there are so many people on the mountain.

"It's just that he is committing death!" Xinzhai had already sentenced Cao Zhe to death in his heart.

If it was the first time travel, the soul from modern society might have resistance and rejection of "killing".

After 20 years of ups and downs, Xinzhai has long transformed into a heart of iron and stone.

I have a very deep understanding of the cruel competition among contestants.

"The energy condenses at the top, like heavy snow covering the mountain, and the sun is sprinkled in spring. It should be like a gurgling spring, nourishing trees in a place where yin is accumulated, hiding the edges on thick clouds, turning along the sky and the body welcomes the four seasons, and one day spring and autumn...." Cao Zhe began to recite the wonderful tips.

Xinzhai is not ignorance, and there is no need for Cao Zhe to help explain word by word.

However, when he first entered his ear, Xinzhai was shocked. The internal force in his body was slightly circulating, and he felt that the accumulated stubborn diseases were dissipating like ice and snow melting. His body, which was originally carrying a mountain and staggering, suddenly developed a long-lost vitality, at the cost of a small amount of internal force was sealed and could not be used for the time being.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Xinzhai asked.

The sound was unnaturally trembling.

"The sea of ​​Qi is like a snow mountain, and the true yang enters the accumulation of yin, it is called... Although the turtle is long-lasting!" Cao Zhe said.

Xinzhai has something to say, but I don’t know where to start.

"Does your previous sentence have something to do with the next sentence?"

"Forget it, you can do whatever you want! How did you get this martial art of longevity cultivation?" Xinzhai asked.

Cao Zhe said: "Get it? Where do you start?"

"This is just a few minutes, just a little bit of something I thought of! In fact, it was just a start. If you want to get the full version, you have to spend several hours thinking about it seriously."

Xinzhai frowned and his expression gradually became ferocious.

"Are you so foolish about me?" Xinzhai was furious and expressed his face and mouth.

"The martial arts in this world are created by people. If others create them, I, Zhang Junbao, cannot create them?" Cao Zhe asked.

Xinzhai laughed, his eyes even more chilled: "Young-mouthed child, I learned to use a toad to blow the air. Your martial arts should be left by my ancestor Shaolin. If you don't give an explanation today, I will clean up the door first."

While speaking, he reached out and grabbed Cao Zhe with one hand.

Obviously, I made up my mind to catch Cao Zhe first and then force me to ask.

He must let Cao Zhe hand over this "turtle though long" completely.

Facing Xinzhai's sudden stretch of hand, Cao Zhe, who was already prepared, bounced his body and flew up like a frightened bird, with his back on the roof. He rested on the beam like a bat, making Xinzhai's grab completely empty.

However, Xinzhai was experienced by the old Taoist. While reaching out and grabbing, the internal force slightly expanded, forming a rewinding and hooking force.

In the narrow room, the energy was swelling, but the roof did not overturn, which shows that Xinzhai's control of internal strength had reached a subtle state.

Cao Zhe rolled in the air, as clever as a monkey, and never landed for dozens of breaths, but he avoided Xinzhai's attacks again and again.

Xinzhai rushed like a big bird, and at the same time, the cassock spread out, like a wall, attacking from both sides, blocking Cao Zhe's retreat.

Cao Zhe stood upside down on the beam of the room, twisting his body, making a "sniff" sound. When the robe was wrapped, he took off from his double-team like a snake shedding his skin.

Xinzhai was shocked.

The Shaolin Temple’s cassock and demon-suffering technique belongs to the most first-class kung fu that traps people in the world.

The cassock full of internal strength is as tough as a steel cable and is like a wall of iron. How can I break free?

While thinking about it, I saw Cao Zhe who was still dodging before, and actually rushed over.

With a punch, the sound of the Vajra being scattered can be heard faintly.

Xinzhai stretched out his arms, but a ghost flashed across his body.

It is the great compassionate Qianye Hand.

This palm technique is not mainly about being strong and vigorous, but specializing in agility. It is also a top-notch method to defeat enemies without killing people.

Obviously, Xinzhai was still arrogant at this time.

I am worried that with his deep internal strength, I will not pay attention to killing Cao Zhe with one palm, which will lead to the failure of the whole article of "The Turtle is Long-lasting".

Cao Zhe did not dodge or avoid, and he looked angry. He fell down and touched Xinzhai's palm.

Bang!

A strong internal force collided, and a sonic boom was formed at the intersection of the palm and the fist.

Cao Zhe was held up by a huge force and walked directly through the roof.

Xinzhai also sank a few inches under his feet and groaned a few times.

Although Xinzhai has a strong internal strength, he is old and weak, and he is already in a state of inability to fight fiercely. He was forced to attack Cao Zhe with a palm, and the surging of qi and blood made him feel uncomfortable.

"Oh no!" Xinzhai didn't have time to completely suppress his injuries, so he jumped out of the roof and looked for Cao Zhe.

Under the stress of his palm, he almost burst out with all his strength.

The power is enough to open a monument and crack a stone, and Xinzhai is worried that Cao Zhe can't bear it at all.

The moment he flew out of the roof, he saw overlapping fist shadows attacking him. Cao Zhe was intact and continued to attack him, but it seemed that he was not affected by the previous attack.

"How is that possible?"

"Has he learned some other body protection skills?" Xinzhai was shocked.

In fact, Cao Zhe should be injured... and seriously injured.

The internal force that has grown to 41 o'clock has faced the internal force of 72 o'clock. Judging from the simple data, it is a big difference.

What's more, the great compassionate Qianye Hand is a masterpiece of Shaolin's superb skills. After all, Cao Zhe's eight methods of subduing demons have been achieved first, and lack practical tests, and his quality is still a bit worse. His output, explosion and continuity of internal forces are temporarily inferior to those of his opponent.

With such a plus or subtraction, Cao Zhe and Xinzhai are really unwise.

However, Cao Zhe chose to do this.

The confidence lies in the three constant states he preserves, one of which is healthy!

This is a state that seems ordinary but is actually extremely buggy.

Health means that there is no injury, no illness, no poisoning, no physical and even mentally, any adverse state.

Cao Zhe freezes "health" into a normal state, which means that in his life, there are only two possibilities of healthy living and direct death, and of course, disability is calculated separately.

There is almost no ‘middle value’.

Cao Zhe once thought about setting his state on the basis of "living", and then he thought that there is a lot of operational space in it, and sometimes, perhaps living is not as cost-effective as dying.

Therefore, "health" was chosen as a fixed project.

As for why we don’t cancel the “energetic”, of course, it’s because we are full of energy and is also an indispensable bug.

Only when you use health and energy together can Cao Zhe be like a perpetual motion machine, always full, always strong, and always vigorous.

In fact, practicing qigong for twenty-four hours is an ideal state.

Even if the Nine Yang Divine Art collects the energy of heaven and earth to replenish one's body as the essence, it still consumes the inner energy and spirit, and has excellent qualifications and sufficient nutritional supplements, it can only practice for up to seven or eight hours a day, and it cannot achieve unlimited operation for twenty-four hours.

Because seven or eight hours are seven or eight hours, twenty-four hours are not twenty-four hours, but countless hours are infinitely superimposed.

Cao Zhe is able to maintain this energy speed, health and energy-intensive attributes, which are the key to foundation.

Similarly, these two attributes can also reduce Cao Zhe's worries when used during the battle.

If you are sure that you will not be beaten to death directly, you can go up regardless of it!
Chapter completed!