"I smiled proudly, smirked ......"

Gao Zhengyang faced the long wind and sang a little song happily. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The trip to Xuangui Island has gained a lot. Eight drops of dragon marrow were made. What a ninth-order Yuan Stone is 100,000. Pearls and gold are hard to count.

The conditions promised by Kameyama Ayuki were tripled. This woman is very smart, anyway, the thing is not hers, and it hurts to give it away. But the life is gone, and no matter how much wealth there is, it is useless!

It is also the country of the dry turtle tribe that has been established for thousands of years and has accumulated a lot of money. can easily come up with such a huge fortune.

If Gao Zhengyang didn't have the heart of the Buddha realm, there would be no place to store this huge wealth.

Except for the ninth-order Yuan Stone, everything else is mundane. However, in this world, there is very little that money cannot buy.

Liu Qingge next to him didn't understand Gao Zhengyang's joy. Silence all the time.

Gao Zhengyang thought that she was very good like this, and he hugged his sister in high spirits and flew freely in the sky.

He regained his strength, and he didn't bother to avoid the demon birds in the sky. When encountering a giant bird that is not afraid of death, pull out the heavenly punishment knife and behead it.

If you come out with a knife, you will die.

flew all the way over, and I don't know how many demon birds I killed.

Constantly trying the knife, Gao Zhengyang's understanding of knife drawing is also deepening.

But he knew very well in his heart that if there were no special circumstances, he would never be able to surpass Kamezumi Muramasa in drawing the sword.

The other party's persistence in practicing a knife technique all his life is something he can't catch up with.

Moreover, Guiquan Village is fusing martial spirits and swords together, embarking on a path of integration of gods and swords.

The path of resolute purity is also incomparable to Gao Zhengyang.

He practiced the sword drawing technique, and he didn't just like it. He even wants to use a simple knife drawing technique to purify his own strength.

Dragon Emperor Nine Changes, King Kong Boxing, Yan Hui Sword, Twelve-shaped Boxing, Nuclear Martial Arts, and so on, each set of martial arts Gao Zhengyang has a deep understanding and can control it as he wishes.

But these kinds of martial arts have not been completely integrated into one after all, reaching the level of blending milk and water.

There is only one trick in the knife drawing technique, drawing the knife, slashing, and putting it into the sheath. The action looks simple, but it contains a profound truth.

At the beginning, Gao Zhengyang didn't understand why the knife was out of the sheath again.

In battle, such useless actions are undoubtedly a waste of time and a waste of opportunity.

In the battle with Guiquan Muramasa, after watching this great master of sword skills personally demonstrate the knife drawing technique, Gao Zhengyang suddenly understood.

The purpose of putting the knife into the sheath is to regain strength and adjust the breath. The knife that was put away also hid its edge, and no one could guess his next change.

Gao Zhengyang realized the mystery of martial arts through the cultivation of sword drawing techniques.

Kamezumi Muramasa's path is not suitable for him, but the principle of sword drawing is universal. Among the jewels that Guiquan Village is leaving to him, there is also a lifetime of cultivation experience from him.

When I was young, I used crunchy grass and trees to practice knives, and when I was older, I used rolled straw mats. For a larger one, use wrist-thick bamboo.

When 3,000 bamboos are cut in a day, and the blade is not damaged, it reaches the third-order level. At this point, he has been able to compete with ordinary swordsmen.

When he was older, he went to the sea to practice his sword, slashed angrily against the big waves, and then went deep into the bottom of the sea to practice his knife.

After forty years of hard training, he finally broke through the heavens. After that, he killed mosquitoes and flies every day. I practiced like this for ten years. Enter the eighth order.

After the eighth order, he cut the frost, rain and snow, water, fire, wind and thunder, and it was another twenty years to enter the ninth order.

After the ninth order, the moonlight is slashed in the night, and the knife technique is gradually perfected, and everything is cut without cutting anything.

As for the ninth-order upper grade, he is no longer drawing his sword, but instead obsessing with chess. After 30 years of learning chess, he eventually became a master. also entered the peak of the ninth order, and the sword technique was completed.

The experience of a ninth-order sword master is too valuable.

Gao Zhengyang saw the complete road of Guiquan Village's growth. Although he couldn't cultivate like this, he gained a lot of insights.

The knife drawing technique below the heavenly level pursues fast and accurate accuracy, so it is practiced with various plants and trees. Practicing knives in the sea, let Guiquan Village understand the greatness of the power of heaven and earth, and achieve the heavenly level.

This part is actually very simple, Kamezumi Muramasa is no different from other warriors. It's just that he has no one to guide him, and he is all groping and cultivating by himself. In terms of knife skills, the talent is also against the sky.

Above the heavenly steps, Guiquan Village is killing mosquitoes, and it is to precipitate the knife technique and achieve complete control.

Chopping wind and fire is to comprehend the vitality, to achieve the sword to resist the qi, to break the tangible and intangible, and to lay the foundation of the ninth order.

Gao Zhengyang is now at this level. Whether it is using fists or controlling the Dragon Emperor Halberd, it is guided by divine will, breaking things and breaking the law, and it is extremely domineering.

Void slash moonlight, this is very mysterious. But it makes a lot of sense.

If there was no memory guidance in the orb, Gao Zhengyang would definitely not have thought of such a way.

In the evening, Gao Zhengyang released the boat for Liu Qingge to rest.

He himself stood on the surface of the sea, slowly practicing his fists in the moonlight.

The half moon hangs high, and the cold moonlight makes the sea and sky even deeper.

The moonlight is constantly chopping, but it can't be broken.

Gao Zhengyang also used pure fist intent to push the fist technique to shatter the endless moonlight in the void.

With the undulation and undulation of the waves under his feet, he stretched his fist technique, and gradually took on a somewhat ethereal and clear meaning.

Liu Qingge sat on the bow of the boat, staring at Gao Zhengyang intently, his cold eyes showing a bit of seriousness.

Gao Zhengyang practiced until dawn, and Liu Qingge also sat and watched all night.

When Gao Zhengyang came back, Liu Qingge's eyes were a little more dazed again.

Gao Zhengyang didn't care, Liu Qingge was really demented or fake dementia, there was no need to think about it.

Now the atmosphere between the two is very good.

After practicing boxing all night, Gao Zhengyang was not tired at all, but was refreshed.

Calm down and practice boxing, don't think about anything, in fact, you are combing your physical strength, and your spirit is in an extremely empty state. What is consumed is physical strength, and spirit is a kind of cultivation savings.

With his body, it is nothing to practice boxing without sleep for months. Spiritual cultivation and relaxation are extremely rare.

Urging the Flying Fish Order, Gao Zhengyang took Liu Qingge and set off again.

The journey is lonely, but fortunately, there is Liu Qingge. She doesn't speak, but she's a good listener. When the interest comes, Gao Zhengyang will also hug Liu Qingge to warm up.

When it's night, find a place to rest. Gao Zhengyang practiced boxing at night.

I walked like this day and night for more than ten days. Gao Zhengyang felt very good. This journey is simple, quiet and ordinary, but it feels very fulfilling, and there is an indescribable joy.

Finally, one afternoon, Gao Zhengyang saw a black shadow hanging in the air from a distance.

Next to the dark shadow, columns of water rose into the sky.

Gao Zhengyang adjusted his gaze and found that the black shadow was a small island suspended in the air.

The island is like a spindle upright, with a thin tip at the top and a thick round middle. The small black island, the surface is full of craggy rocks. It looks like a flying fortress.

Below the island, there are dozens of huge whales, constantly spraying water columns.

Reflecting the afternoon sun, the scattered mist flashes with seven colors, which is quite fantastical.

Needless to say, Gao Zhengyang knew that it must be a hanging island.

After walking for so long, it finally arrived.