Medical Master Chapter 311: It turns out that the breath is like this!

"Stuck at the second product?"

Fang Qiu stared at He Gaoming, judging from his breath that He Gaoming was indeed a second-rank Wuying, but Fang Qiu couldn't tell exactly which step he had reached.

"Let me take a look at you."

Fang Qiu said.

"Good."

He Gaoming's eyes lit up.

For him, this is equivalent to Fang Qiu's relief. Asking him to act is definitely to guide him.

Full of expectations.

He Gaoming took two steps back, then ran his full strength, and then slammed Fangqiu's face with a sharp punch.

"Slap."

Fang Qiu stretched out his right hand and caught He Gaoming's fist.

He felt the power bursting out of He Gaoming's fist.

Indeed.

Limited second class!

"Master, what do you think?"

He Gaoming put away his fists, then two steps and two steps, leaning in front of Fang Qiu, looking at Fang Qiu expectantly, waiting for Fang Qiu's guidance.

"You have indeed reached the second-tier pinnacle now."

Fang Qiu nodded lightly, and said solemnly: "However, if you really want to be one of the worst in the third rank Wu Ying, then I can help you."

"Huh?"

When He Gaoming heard this, he immediately turned his face aside, and said quickly: "Forget it, the worst person in the third rank, that's not as good as me, the best person in the second rank peak."

"Besides, I'm so talented, I can't let you ruin it."

Fang Qiu was speechless.

He Gaoming glanced in vain and walked away directly.

This time.

He Gaoming didn't stop him anymore.

He knows what Fangqiu means.

Although his strength has indeed reached the second-tier peak, to the point where he can barely break through, it is not time for him to break through. At least he hasn’t felt the sense of breakthrough he has cultivated. Obviously Fangqiu also sees it. When this point came out, if he really wanted to improve, Fang Qiu could help him forcibly upgrade to Rank 3, but that would leave hidden dangers and defects for him.

Think about it carefully. If you can't rush to practice, it's better to make a natural breakthrough.

Leave the detective agency.

Fangqiu took a taxi and hurried directly to Yi Lao Manor outside the city.

Not from the front entrance.

Fang Qiu flew directly to the backyard of the manor.

At this time.

Yi Lao is meditating in the practice room.

The moment I heard the sound of the wind, I immediately woke up, quickly got up and opened the door, and found that the person here was a mysterious person who had disappeared for a long time.

"Senior, long time no see."

Lao Yi hurriedly greeted him, and Qiu held his fist to say hello.

"Long time no see."

Fangqiu also hurriedly clasped his fists in return, and then opened his mouth and said: "Excuse me, this sudden visit, there is actually one thing, I want to ask Mr. Yi to help."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Yi old questions.

"I heard that Elder Yi has a sword in his hand that is tainted with the breath of a master, can you let me take a look?"

Fangqiu asked sincerely.

"Of course you can."

Elder Yi laughed. He thought Wuming could do a great job with him. He didn't expect to just borrow the sword to see such a small thing. Although the sword in his hand is valuable, it is not something that others cannot touch. Besides, the mysterious person is nameless.

"Thank you."

Fangqiu thanked him.

"Come with me."

Lao Yi smiled and nodded, then walked out of the practice room and led Fang Qiu into the main hall of the Gobi.

For the unknown thanks to the mysterious man, Yi Lao is never polite.

He knew that the mysterious man was not very old.

Although, in martial arts, he wants to honor the mysterious person as an unnamed senior, but in terms of age, he is an unnamed elder. Thanks to the unnamed, he can bear it!

Come to the main hall.

"Sit down first, and I will get the sword."

Elder Yi said, and went straight upstairs.

Fang Qiu sat down in the hall.

In one minute.

"Boom boom boom..."

Yi Lao stepped on the wooden ladder and walked downstairs.

Look carefully.

At this time, there was an extra sword in his hand.

This saber looks a bit old. The scabbard and hilt are all inlaid with gold on a blue background, which gives a sense of luxury at first glance.

"This sword is the lifelong saber of a fifth-rank martial arts master."

When I came to Fangqiu, Mr. Yi handed the sword to Fangqiu, and opened his mouth and said: "This kind of sword is not very expensive. I also encountered it by chance. It took a lot of effort and a lot of money. I just got it."

Fang Qiu took the sword.

It was discovered that the sword was not heavy, but very light.

The feel is also very good.

"Hey!"

With a light draw, the sword trembles, and a ray of cold light blooms from the scabbard, making the surroundings contaminated with the chill of beard.

"Good sword."

Fang Qiu admired.

Although he is not familiar with weapons and does not know what kind of weapons are good, but he knows that weapons that can make people feel the chill will not be bad!

Old Yi smiled and looked at him.

"Easy to grow old."

Close the saber, Fang Qiu said to Yi Lao: "Whether you can give me a quiet room, I need to observe carefully."

"OK."

Elder Yi nodded in response.

After leading Fangqiu into a quiet room deep in the pavilion, he turned and left.

In the quiet room.

Fangqiu drew his sword.

Observe carefully.

It was found that the sword is a good sword, but apart from the chill, there is nothing special about it.

What about the breath of a master?

Where is it?

"Could it be that you still have to practice sword dancing?"

My heart moved.

Fang Qiu turned his wrist, recalling the set of swordsmanship the old man had taught him, and began to practice.

Fangqiu has practiced this sword technique countless times.

According to the words of the old man, Fang Qiu has already practiced this sword technique to the extreme.

Nah.

This is just a basic set of swordsmanship.

Therefore, Fangqiu has never used weapons.

Now.

Fangqiu is already a master.

Dancing this set of swordsmanship is more prosperous than before.

In a short while, I entered the state of combining humans and swords.

Just then.

"Huh?"

Fangqiu suddenly felt a slight breath on the sword.

That is a strange energy breath.

After this breath appeared, he tried to arouse Fang Qiu's internal energy.

Feel this.

Fang Qiu moved his heart and quickly lowered his cultivation base.

After all, the breath on this sword comes from a fifth-rank martial artist, and it is almost impossible for the breath of martial artist to arouse the inner energy of a master-level expert!

Therefore, Fangqiu could only quickly suppress his cultivation to the level of a first-grade Wuying.

Sure enough.

After suppressing strength.

Fang Qiu felt that the breath on the sword was obviously more active. Not only did it run with Fang Qiu's inner Qi, he even went directly into Fang Qiu's body, stimulating Fang Qiu's inner Qi and spreading in his body.

Circulate all the meridians below the fifth rank, including the meridians opened by the fifth rank, and then return to the sword again.

A set of sword dance outside.

The energy on the sword faded away.

"That's it."

Fang Qiu smiled.

Just now, after careful observation, Fang Qiu discovered that breath. It was because the owner of this weapon used this weapon for a long time, and every time he used it, it would run and cause the internal airflow in the body to rotate. , And then spread to the weapon.

Everything has an aura. As the number of times it is used more and more, the hand weapons of the major masters will naturally gradually be contaminated with these auras. The only difference is that the contaminated aura is more or less.

And these weapons are contaminated with the breath of masters.

When it falls into the hands of other people and is used for cultivation or battle, once it enters a certain state, it can stimulate the breath on the sword, so that the breath on the sword will cause the internal air flow in the body.

Assuming that the original owner of the weapon was a fifth-rank master who opened ten meridians, and then the weapon fell into the hands of a second-rank person, even if the second-rank person only opened four meridians, there are still six meridians unopened. Guided by the breath of the sword, the internal air flow in the body can also flow through the ten meridians unimpeded.

Of course.

This is just a feeling, the real inner energy cannot run in those unopened meridians, and the meaning of the appearance and existence of this feeling is to allow users to feel the realization of breaking the meridians in advance And experience.

Even a little bit of insight and experience is extremely precious to those of low power.

"So, how do you make weapons quickly contaminate yourself?"

After figuring out the breath on the sword, Fang Qiu touched his chin, thinking carefully.

Thinking for a while.

Fang Qiu walked out of the quiet room, returned the sword to Yi Lao, and left after expressing his gratitude.

……

The next day.

Fangqiu came to Antique Street early in the morning and bought three swords.

Of course.

Longquan sword made by modern craftsmanship of these three swords.

After buying the sword.

Fangqiu immediately found an empty park and started practicing.

In the beginning.

Fangqiu input the internal energy directly into the sword, but it doesn't work at all. The input will be gone after half a day.

"I cannot use force."

Fang Qiu smiled bitterly.

In the beginning, what he thought was to directly use the strong force to forcefully infuse the inner qi into the sword, trying to use this to leave his breath on the sword, but the result was obviously not working.

"Perhaps, the combination of man and sword can be one."

Think of it here.

Fang Qiu turned his head and looked around, a little hesitant.

This is a park after all.

When practicing swords, once you enter the state of combining humans and swords, you will forget yourself.

Moreover.

This exercise requires the use of internal energy. It is not good to accidentally injure people in the park. Even if it does not hurt people, it is not a good thing for people to see such shocking swordsmanship. what.

Thinking about it for a while.

Fangqiu saw a mountain outside the park.

Immediately out of the city, rushed into the mountain, rushed directly to the top of the mountain, confirmed that there was no one around, and then started the exercise.

This time.

Because it was an experiment, Fangqiu didn't have full firepower, but deliberately suppressed his own strength to the level of a fifth-grade martial artist.

While practicing ~IndoMTL.com~, I used to control the flow of air in the body, and even used the sword body as a part of the body, so that the internal qi and the meridians in my body formed a loop connected end to end.

Soon.

After finishing a set of swordsmanship, Fang Qiu checked it again, but there was still no result!

"What is going on here?"

Fang Qiu was puzzled.

"Does it really have to be worn for a long time to produce a sword with the breath of mastery?"

"If that's the case, how can you mass produce and how to make money?"

Fangqiu has a headache when he thinks of money.

Even if there is no way, he has to find a way!

Helpless.

Fang Qiu tried again.

I tried it several times, but it was still useless.