Lu Yunchen praised it and continued to test. The more he tried, the more frightened he became.
After eighteen arrows, the opponent's Qi and Blood hit the bottom.
"Your Qi and Blood is much richer than the ordinary Lower Sixth Rank."
Lu Yunchen looks a little weird:
"As long as the current Qi and Blood is 70% to 80% stronger, your Qi and Blood can reach the level of Middle Sixth Rank."
Yang Ling asked curiously, "Steward Lu, how many masters in Yunwen Provincial Capital can Qi and Blood reach Middle Sixth Rank?"
Lu Yunchen thought for a while and said:
"According to the registration list of the Iron Clothes Department, it is recorded that there are only more than thirty people from Sixth Rank who were born in Yunwen Provincial Capital.
Part of it comes from Mine Gang, Medicine Gang, and part of it comes from Ku Jue Temple.
It is not ruled out that some older Sixth Rank live in seclusion here."
"Among the thirty or so Sixth-Rank Expert, most of them are Lower Sixth Rank. You are the only one who is Newly Promoted Sixth Rank."
"Among Lower Sixth Rank, only half of Qi and Blood can meet the standard.
More even ten crossbow arrows cannot be withstood, so it will be exhausted after resisting only seven or eight crossbow arrows Qi and Blood."
"And there are only a few Middle Sixth Rank, maybe someone can Qi and Blood meet the standard, maybe someone's Qi and Blood... is just comparable to yours."
Yang Ling was shocked.
Some Middle Sixth Rank are strong, but Qi and Blood is just about the same as him?
It seems that Qi and Blood's improvement is much more difficult than he imagined.
Seemingly seeing the surprise in Yang Ling's eyes, Lu Yunchen smiled lightly and said:
"Didn't I tell you before? As you get older, Qi and Blood will fall. This is inevitable."
"Yunwen Provincial Capital Registered Rank and Middle Sixth Rank, none of them are under fifty years old. They have already started to go downhill."
Yang Ling felt again in his heart that Martial Arts Training was not easy.
If he is not Player, there is no Attribute Panel.
He felt that if he could become a Ninth-rank Martial Artist in Zhao State, that might be the end.
The most is Eighth Rank, and I can't even think of anything above Eighth Rank.
"Steward Lu, besides taking pills or Rare Flowers and Herbs, is there any way to improve Qi and Blood?"
Yang Ling asked.
Lu Yunchen: "Practice can also improve Qi and Blood. In order to improve Qi and Blood, some Martial Artist are specifically looking for the kind of Internal Skill that can improve Qi and Blood.
If practicing one discipline is not enough, practice two or three disciplines..."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head:
"Actually, this is a wrong way to go. Internal Energy Cultivation It's not easy in the first place. It may take decades to master an internal skill."
"Practice three and four Internal Skill at the same time, and in the end you will get nothing."
Yang Ling has a deep understanding. He has now practiced three Internal Skill. According to the current progress, even if he has endless Peiyuan Pill, it will take a long, long time to promote these three Internal Skill to Entering the Hall and Room.
In the end, you can only choose to major in one of them.
"Your Qi and Blood foundation is very solid, and then you just need to continue to consolidate it."
"Sixth Rank is different from the previous levels. At this level, every step up is like climbing over a huge mountain."
"Don't be impatient, calm down and practice slowly to avoid Qi Deviation."
After saying that, Lu Yunchen said he wanted to take a rest.
After he left, Yang Ling sat alone in front of the hall, quietly staring at the coffin outside the door.
In the next few days, he will not go to sleep or practice, he will only stare at the coffin.
During this period, Liang Yue and Lin Qin came.
Wen Kongxuan They will also come here after their patrol.
From time to time, Lan Jinshui would stand outside the yard with his men, looking at Yang Ling with gloomy eyes, and also looking at the coffin.
Lu Yunchen took Qin Mo for a walk outside Prefectural Office and asked the people about the crackdown on Immortal God Cult some time ago. What he heard made him very satisfied.
There was no trouble in the first three days.
On the fourth day, Prefect Lan of Changhe Prefecture arrived at Tingjiang City again.
"Prefect Lan."
Lu Yunchen's posture was straight and he bowed his hands.
Behind him stood Wen Kongxuan, Qin Mo, Wang Shichang and other Iron Clothes.
Lan Jinshui also came in a hurry when he received the message.
Prefect Lan got off Sedan Chair, and those Player who were hiding in the crowd saw what Prefect looked like from Changhe Prefecture.
"A very ordinary little old man..."
Wei Ran was thoughtful, and then spent One Liang Silver to send Yang Ling a message Private Chat.
Prefect Lan's body seems to be in bad condition and he is being supported by a young man in his thirties.
Commander Ning followed them with several Prefectural Soldiers, heading towards Lu Yunchen.
"Steward Lu, it must have been three years since we last saw each other, right?"
Prefect Lan came closer and glanced at everyone. When he saw Lan Jinshui, he didn't shy away from it. He nodded lightly and finally talked about the past with Lu Yunchen.
"It's been almost three years. Prefect Lan has a really good memory. I remember three years ago when Prefect Lan went to the provincial government to report on his work, you and I happened to meet at the door of Prefectural Office."
Lu Yunchen sighed.
Prefect Lan also sighed with emotion. After reminiscing about the past, his voice gradually became sharper:
"Steward Lu, you Iron Clothes Department are acting too domineering now."
Lu Yunchen pretended to be dumbfounded. "Why do you say that?"
Prefect Lan took a deep breath: