Starting from Orion, kill a Martial Saint

Chapter 129 Zhenjin and Master give the gun!
"The so-called true strength is actually a legend."

Zhou Yuan paced slowly in the yard with his hands behind his back, his expression slightly thoughtful.

For a long time, he glanced at Wei Zheng and then spoke.

Wei Zheng naturally knew what this meant.

Family affairs are often the most private, not to mention the ancestral affairs of a large family. Zhou Yuan's opening his mouth now means that he has completely trusted himself and has no reservations about himself.

A master who doesn't hide his skills is rare.

"This is about the journey of my Zhou family's fortune. That was a hundred years ago. Our Zhou family was still a small and poor family.

But my ancestor had a great opportunity. When he went up the mountain to chop firewood, he accidentally met an old man. The old man tested my ancestor and found that he had a good character but was poor, so he taught him Baiyun Sanshou. , equipped with a series of medicinal and dietary formulas, my Zhou family began to make a fortune step by step because of this pair of palm skills.

But my ancestor’s Tianzi was not outstanding, and even until his death, he was never able to understand the Baiyun Sanshou Dao.

Before his death, the ancestor once told us younger generations that the old man had even mastered the top of Baiyun Sanshou, which was so powerful that he could release qi and blood from his body! "

Zhou Yuan said, looking at the bluestone floor tiles on the ground that had long been broken into pieces.

"It's just like Mr. Wei, but the power is much greater than it is now. Moreover, Mr. Wei's true energy is too scattered, but the old man can release energy waves from the palm of his hand. The power is enough to penetrate mountains and crack rocks!

this!This is the so-called real Bagua Jin!The delicate silver needle is just a low-level expression of Bagua Jin! "

Wei Zheng was stunned when he heard this.

But now I haven't been able to achieve great success in Baiyun Sanshou at all.Why can you develop real strength?

Is it true that I am a genius?

Zhou Yuan's expression was also full of doubts. He paused and thought for a long time before continuing to speak.

"I suspect that it may be that the intensity of your qi and blood is extremely strong, and you even have enough energy to release your qi and blood. That's why you can do this lowest level of true qi release!"

Wei Zheng was stunned.

It turns out that my Qi and blood are already so strong?

But this thing sounds very powerful, but its power is really too small.

It is only powerful enough to break bluestone floor tiles, but the energy and blood it can consume is far out of proportion to this power.

It's a bit of a loss.

"So, congratulations to Mr. Wei, others are really envious of such powerful qi and blood. I feel that as long as the qi and blood are compressed to a certain level, or even the qi and blood in the acupoints are compressed to the extreme, this true qi will definitely be able to escape. The ability to release is at the top level!”

Zhou Yuan said, spreading Wei Zheng's palm and pointing to the mark the size of a table tennis ball in his palm.

"Mr. Wei, look, your qi and blood are so strong that it has even stretched the acupoints. Originally, the acupoints should only be about the size of a fingertip."

Compress air and blood
After walking out of Zhou Yuan's house, Wei Zheng greeted Zhou Ming, who had just returned.

Zhou Ming's strength has improved very quickly with the help of Zhou Yuan's medicinal diet. Now, it is this boy's turn to guard the black market.

On the way home, Wei Zheng kept thinking about Zhou Yuan's words.

At present, he only has two ways to compress Qi and blood. One is to start now and slowly start to condense his Qi and blood. With the foundation of blood coagulation realm, it is not difficult to continue to compress Qi and blood.

But this method is obviously too time-consuming, compresses the blood, and consumes a lot of mental energy. It will undoubtedly slow down the speed of your own practice. It is undoubtedly not worth letting your progress be delayed for this skill that you don’t know if it is useful. .

However, his own energy and blood had to be compressed.

With sufficient qi and blood, all diseases can be cured and the body can be strengthened.

But if there is too much Qi and blood, it will not only be laborious to transport the Qi and blood, but it will also affect the speed during the battle.

He had already seen this during the battle on Xueye.

Of course, there are ways to quickly break the situation.

Another way is to
Break through the Heart Pass and enter the Liver Pass!Let the qi and blood in your body condense once again by breaking through the barriers!The effect is even better than compressing Qi and blood for more than ten years!

But how difficult is it for a warrior to break the heart barrier?

But to myself, it doesn't seem like a big deal.In Zhou Yuan's opinion, the most difficult road to reach the other side is a bright road in front of him!

Now that I have a golden finger, wouldn't it be extremely simple to ascend to the liver level?

Rapidly improving your strength is the right way!

Wei Zheng secretly clenched his fists.

If he reached the Gan Pass, not only would his strength be able to almost crush Lincheng, but the effect of releasing Qi and blood would fascinate him even more.

When the time comes, with so many backup plans on my side, it will be difficult for me to die!
In the martial arts hall, Wei Zheng came to visit again.

This time, Wang Boxan didn't even let Wei Zheng stand aside. Instead, he arranged for him to sit next to him.

The meaning of this becomes more and more obvious.

Wang Boshan seems to have decided to accept him as his personal disciple.

In Wang Boshan's view, accepting Wei Zheng as an inner disciple was not just about his extraordinary talent.

Wei Zheng's talent is indeed good, but Wang Muchhi's talent is not weaker than him. In fact, Wang Muchhi has the same surname as Wang, and he and he are from the same family.

But the matter of receiving personal inheritance has never been based on talent.

Wei Zheng is an extremely suitable candidate. During this period, he has been testing Wei Zheng. He has watched Wei Zheng slowly grow from a poor boy to what he is now. Not to mention his huge wealth, it is comparable to those in the city. The master.

But his character is still the same as before. He is always humble and disciplined towards himself and his brothers.

People who follow the rules are liked wherever they go.

The second reason is Wang Boxhan's selfishness.

Wei Zheng was an orphan and had no relatives in the city. By accepting him as his disciple, his relationship was already extraordinary, and he could even be considered half a father.

Moreover, he did not have any foundation in the city, so he would not accept him as his direct disciple, but his martial arts school would become a subsidiary property of others.

If it were Wang Muchhi, his martial arts school might become a subsidiary of his bodyguard agency.

This is what Wang Boxhan absolutely does not want to see.

After much thought, Wei Zheng was the most suitable disciple for him.

The two of them were in a very tacit understanding in the living room. No one mentioned this matter. They just chatted about home affairs and the gossips in the city.

It wasn't until the tea leaves in the big teapot were changed three times that Wei Zheng stood up and left.

Some words don't need to be said.

Wei Zheng also understood this truth.

"Wait." Just when Wei Zheng was about to step out of the threshold, Wang Boxhan's voice sounded behind him.

"Master." Wei Zheng turned around with a respectful expression.

"Let me show you something." Wang Boxhan said, turned around and walked into the back room. When he came out, there was a long object wrapped in red cloth in his hand.

"Xiao Zheng, you are now old enough. It's time for you to have your own set of weapons. Master, do you still remember the marksmanship I taught you?"

When he first entered the inner sect, his master did teach him several pistol techniques for self-protection.

"Disciple has never forgotten it." Wei Zheng hurriedly handed over his hand.

"That's good," Wang Boxhan said, and suddenly opened the red satin wrapped in the red cloth.

A bit of golden edge flashed in Wei Zheng's eyes instantly.

This is a gun tip.

The jet-black light was filled with simple murderous intent. The moment the red cloth was lifted, a long roar like a tiger's roar erupted from the tip of the gun.

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