Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Fourth Who Teach You, Terrible Conch

"Oh." Conch seemed to understand.

For the past three months, she has been practicing the method of breathing and breathing given by her master, condensing her vitality, and opening up the sea of ​​​​dantian qi.

These basic practices are, after all, boring. Every day I see the brothers and sisters condense all kinds of gang seals, how can Conch not be envious?

"Start small first, with a finger-sized sword gang, do it with me. Hold your breath, guide your vitality, follow the eight extraordinary meridians, and separate your fingers into a gang."

Zhu Honggong gave instructions seriously, and at the same time, a sword gang appeared in his palm.

Only the size of a finger, it hovered silently.

"Senior Brother Eight is really amazing." Conch applauded.

Zhu Hong showed a proud look and said: "This is all trivial... The stronger the control, the purer the condensed sword gang, the larger the volume and the more quantity... Be patient, as long as you are willing to spend time, not a problem."

"is that so?"

hum.

On the white palm of the conch, a finger-sized sword gang is suspended on the palm, which seems to be more crystal clear.

"Forehead……"

Zhu Hong was stunned for a moment.

I couldn't believe it, I quickly rubbed my eyes and took a closer look. It was indeed a bright sword gang, and a faint red brilliance lingered on the sword gang.

"Senior Brother Eight?" Conch whispered.

"Oh oh oh... yes, I can do this when I'm a little younger."

Zhu Hong calmed down and raised his palm quickly.

A slap-sized sword gang suspended in the palm of his hand.

Such a big sword gang should be able to establish the prestige of his senior brother?

"Is that so?"

hum.

Conch opened her palm again, and a palm-sized sword gang appeared.

Zhu Honggong: "???"

Is it that strong?

This……

Who to judge?

No, you have to suppress her enthusiasm.

Looking at Conch's innocent expression, Zhu Honggong decided that for the advanced difficulty, Senior Brother must have the card face of Senior Brother.

"Condensing Gang is only at the primary stage. You can condense a sword Gang that is as big as a palm, which is considered entry... In fact, Sword Gang is not what I am good at, Second Senior Brother is better at it. He can condense hundreds of Sword Gang in an instant. . Sword Saint Luo Shisan, can condense thirteen swords that are like real swords."

"Senior Brother Eight, how about you?" Conch looked at Zhu Honggong expectantly, and added, "I want to see it."

"..."

cough, cough, cough...

Zhu Honggong cleared his throat, calmed down, and said, "Your eighth senior brother, I am better at boxing."

The voice fell.

Zhu Honggong lifted it up, and the full set of tear stains hanging on his waist fell on his hands.

Punch out.

A fist-shaped fist flew out.

boom!

Hit a nearby tree.

That tree was smashed into a fist hole by Zhu Hong Gong's fists.

"Want to learn?" Zhu Honggong looked at the conch and said happily.

Conch was originally interested, but seeing that his huge fists had no sense of beauty at all, he shook his head and said, "No."

"Then what do you want to learn? I'll teach you." Zhu Honggong said.

"Sword Gang."

Zhu Honggong was speechless and said, "Jian Gang is also fine. Although he is not good at it, it is more than enough to teach you."

He put the gloves away.

Holding his breath, three sword gangs appeared on the palm of his hand.

Although the sword gang is not big, it is not difficult for the master of Yuanshen.

Conch spread out her palm and said, "Is that so?"

Another three swords appeared in her palm.

"..."

Zhu Honggong's eyes widened.

Suddenly felt a tightness in the chest.

It is almost impossible for ordinary practitioners to go from Tong Xuan to Condensing Consciousness without a few years of tempering.

Condensing a decent sword gang, at least two or three years of training. She is good, it will be done in three months?

Look at the three swords.

Don't panic, hold on!

Zhu Hong shouted violently: "Open"

This time, he went all out.

Within a few meters around, there were palm-sized sword gangs floating down.

Numerous, neat and bright.

"Little Junior Sister, how is it?"

This level of congealing, Conch really can't do it, but she seems to like such a gorgeous scene, so she applauds: "Brother Eight, come again, a little more, a little more."

"..."

Multiple what?

I'm not good at this in the first place, but it's good to be able to maintain it for a while.

Zhu Hong held the palm together, and the sword gang drifted away.

"This kind of messy, fancy sword gang, master is better at it, I can't."

...

In the secret room, the whispers in the ears were intermittent and not very clear.

But these words really fell into Lu Zhou's ears.

Instinctively, Lu Zhou reprimanded: "Nonsense, begging for a beating!"

A faint blue brilliance wrapped the sound waves and rolled out of the secret room.

In an instant, he came to the outside of the hall.

When Zhu Honggong heard it, it was like thunder, and his heart trembled.

Pfft!

Zhu Honggong knelt down and said, "My disciple knows I'm wrong! My disciple slaps the slap on his own!"

Without any ambiguity, he slapped his cheek twice.

[Punish Zhu Honggong and get 200 merit points. 】

Conch also looked at the direction of the secret room in surprise and bowed: "Master."

There was no response from the direction of the secret room, and everything was silent as before.

Zhu Honggong raised his head and looked around a few times, but his heart was full of slander. Master is so powerful that he is everywhere. You can hear this, so stay away from it in the future.

He got up and winked at the conch: "Senior brother will take you to the back mountain."

"Back Mountain?"

"The back mountain is quiet and suitable for cultivation... You have only condensed three slap-sized sword gangs, which is far from enough. Senior brother will teach you how to condense the fourth."

"Four ways?"

Conch scratched his head and spread his palm again.

hum.

At the same time as the vitality surged, one after another sword gang appeared on the palm.

Not much, not much, just four...

"..."

Zhu Honggong's face froze, and he no longer knew what to say.

It wasn't until the conch's palm was grasped and the sword gang dissipated that he recovered.

Conch said: "Senior Brother Eight, I want to learn, how can you condense so many sword gangs like you just now?"

"..."

Zhu Honggong showed embarrassment, turned his head and left.

"Senior Brother Eight? How can we condense a bigger sword gang?"

"Next time, next time..."

"Senior Brother Eight, I want to learn. Senior Brother Eight, don't run! How can I condense the sword gang like the towering tree that Brother Fourth said?"

Zhu Honggong quickened his pace.

The conch chased after him.

Just disappeared.

Ming Shiyin emerged from a nearby branch, stared at the dark circles under his eyes, patted his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, I don't need to teach this little ancestor anymore..."

For the past three months, the brothers and sisters have taken turns teaching the conch.

At the beginning, everyone was a good teacher, but as time went on, they found that Conch was not only a terrifying talent, agile and eager to learn, but also had the energy to study. No matter what the problem is, I like to break the casserole and ask to the end, and I won't let it go if I don't learn something.

One to two, Duanmusheng and Zhaoyue were tortured to death.

Because of such a fine person, Ming Shi couldn't escape the strength of the conch.

He stretched, yawned, and said to himself, "Go to sleep."

Just finished saying this.

Conch's voice rang in his ears: "Fourth Senior Brother, continue to teach me... I have to learn a lot of swordsmanship."

Pfft!

Ming Shiyin's heart tightened, and he secretly said, "It's over, and he fell from the tree."

Just then-

A female disciple hurried up from the foot of the mountain.

Seeing Ming Shiyin and Conch in front of the main hall, he bowed his body and said, "I have seen Mr. Four and Mr. Ten."

Ming Shiyin slapped the ground with a single palm, turned his body 70 to 80 degrees in the air, stood up, and said indifferently, "Why are you so panicked?".

"Someone asks to see you down the mountain."

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