Based on Yi Zhouyi's swordsmanship, Wang Ting quickly sorted out a certain plan in his mind.

"I have a unique pulse pointing technique here, which should have some effect on the hidden injuries on your body, I don't know..."

"Pulse-pointing technique?"

Yi Zhouyi was slightly curious.

This is the first time he has heard of the word "Pulse Stroke".

"If you can trust me, I might as well help you with some guidance."

"Haha, come on, I want to see what new things you have."

Wang Ting nodded. Although his spiritual power was not strong enough to control objects, it could barely penetrate the body. Moreover, based on his biological background and understanding of the human body structure, he had already speculated about the hidden diseases on Yi Zhouyi's body. Although he could not completely infer it, it was not far away.

After understanding the location of the hidden disease, you only need to prescribe the right medicine.

"Brother Lao Yi will remember the position and strength."

After Wang Ting finished speaking, his index finger had instantly touched a vein on Yi Zhouyi's arm, and then a middle finger bounced, touching an insensitive nerve on his arm. When the force penetrated, the nerve was immediately activated, and the slight tremor was transmitted to a dark vein on Yi Zhouyi's hand like an electric current.

"Um!?"

The slight pain made Yi Zhou speak out a little. If he hadn't trusted Wang Ting very much, his body's strength would have instinctively fought back.

But soon, the expression on his face had changed.

With the master's control over the physical body, he immediately noticed the slight pain of the dark wound, and immediately became comfortable.

"This is……"

"Remember with your heart."

Wang Ting repeated, and then at an extremely fast speed, he kept clicking on the meridians, neurons, and connection points of Yi Zhouyi's body. The force was different, and the pain caused to Yi Zhouyi was also different.

More than ten minutes passed quickly.

When the movements on Wang Ting's hand stopped, Yi Zhouyi obviously felt that his whole body felt much more relaxed. Some of the muscles and nerves that had already been necrotic actually rejuvenated. Although it took some time for him to recover to his heyday, he felt many times more comfortable under Wang Ting's pulse pointing technique.

"This... what is this method?"

Yi Zhouyi glared at him. Although the young man Wang Ting had already shocked him enough, at this moment, an incredible look appeared in his eyes again.

"It's just a way to regulate the body."

Wang Ting said, "It's a pity that I haven't refined my true qi. If I have true qi, the effect of the meridian-spotting technique should be better."

"Is there such a magical method? I can also do some methods to regulate my body and practice it in conjunction with my own swordsmanship. However, the effect is a world of difference compared to your pulse point technique."

Although there are many practitioners in this world and have a high level of cultivation, their understanding of the human body is still far from comparable to that world, and their nursing level is naturally not comparable to that world.

What's more, this pulse pointing technique was specially figured out by Wang Ting for Yi Zhouyi.

"Brother Yi, have you remembered this pulse pointing technique? If you feel a little confused and don't understand, you can ask me."

"I've written it down, I've written it down, Wang Ting, this is your unique secret technique, teach it to me, is there some..."

Wang Ting shook his head: "This is not a unique secret technique, Brother Yi doesn't need to worry about it."

"Haha, thank you, this time, I have given you a favor."

"Brother Yi is so serious. How can this matter be compared with the grace of saving his life? This pulse pointing technique is done once a day, step by step. You should not be too hasty. I believe that you will see the effect in three months. If the hidden injury is not too serious, you can recover within half a year."

"If you don't say it, don't say it, you don't know that if this pulse point technique is really useful to me, it will definitely be effective for my other junior brothers and sisters. This is equivalent to the blessing of our Canglong Sword Art lineage. Everyone must accept your favor, and even my master is no exception."

Wang Ting shook his head without saying anything.

Seeing this, Yi Zhouyi could only keep this matter in mind.

The main reason is that he also has to spend time carefully trying the effect of this pulse pointing technique.

If the effect of this point pulse technique is really significant, Wang Ting's reward is definitely a great favor for them. Even many people in the Canglong Sword Art may have conditioned their physical bodies because of this point pulse technique, thus breaking through their cultivation and entering a new realm.

"Haha, I'm going to continue to practice now, or..."

"Continue to practice."

"I want to invite me to go to Longxiangyuan, the capital of our Great Xia Kingdom, to see my master. If my master sees you, he will definitely be extremely happy. He is a true swordsman who devotes his whole life to swordsmanship. Unlike us, although we attach great importance to swordsmanship, we have to take a position in the Great Xia Kingdom, which has wasted a lot of time."

"A true kendo cultivator."

Wang Ting's heart was moved, and there was indeed a little intention.

Yi Zhouyi has now stated that his cultivation is a strong man at the level of a great sword master. No matter how poor his cultivation is, he will probably not be lower than that of a great sword master. Otherwise, Yi Zhouyi's words and deeds would not reveal a sense of awe and worship all the time. Moreover, the other party is a cultivator who devotes his life to the sword path...

However, this thought went around his mind, but was suppressed by him.

His current cultivation level is too weak. The mid-level swordsman may be much stronger than the previous high-level warriors, but compared to those swordsman masters, it is still vulnerable.

Even if his kendo theory is rich and his understanding of kendo is profound, in the eyes of others, the cultivation of the mid-level swordsman is ultimately unfavorable.

Moreover, he may not be in a hurry to practice as a master of swordsmanship now, but he hopes to recover to his heyday as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he could only shake his head: "When I have the chance in the future, I will definitely go to pay homage to that senior."

"That's how..."

Yi Zhouyi was interested in walking with Wang Ting, but the time was not short of the day. At this time, he could only say regretfully: "Then I can only sweep the bed and wait at that time. Now, I am going back. Master is old and has practiced harder when he was young. In the past, he didn't feel it, but now his body is beginning to go downhill. Like me, all kinds of secret injuries have all occurred. This time I came to the end of the forest. The main purpose is to find bone refining and real grass to regulate his body. Not only have I found it, but I have also learned such a magical pulse pointing technique from my friend. In order to make him suffer less as soon as possible, he can only separate from his friend, say goodbye in advance, and return to the Kingdom of Daxia."

"Brother Yi, please give in."

Yi Zhou nodded: "When will you arrive in Daxia Kingdom? You must inform me at Longxiangyuan so that I can do my best to be a landlord. If you think the journey is long, it doesn't matter. Yu Shaodong from Taixuan Kingdom Capital is my sixth junior brother's disciple and my nephew. If you ask that junior to open the way for you, you will say it was Yi Zhou's words, haha."

"If necessary, I will go."

"Okay, I'm going first."

Yi Zhou said this and was about to turn around. However, just as he was about to throw himself into the woods, his figure suddenly paused slightly, pondered for a while, and said cautiously: "Wang Ting, your talent is too buried in Xuanzhong Advanced Swordsman Academy. Even if you have talent, you cannot waste it like this. I know that you have your own unique insights into practicing swordsmanship, and you are almost a lineage. It is difficult for ordinary people to teach you. However, a good environment, the competition between different swordsmanship and the collision of different opinions has great auxiliary effects on personal cultivation. Listen to me, don't waste time in small places like Xuanzhong Advanced Swordsman Academy. Go to the Shenxuan Academy. One of the great academystical descended by His Majesty the Sword Lord with miracles, and the cradle of more than 30% of the legendary swordsmen in ASEAN is the place that is truly suitable for you."

"Divine Selected Academy? Is the descending academy of His Lord of the Divine Sword?"

The Lord of the Sword of the Divine Mansion!

On this continent, it is a myth and epic.

"That is the holy land of all true kendo cultivators. Only those who are personally recommended by kendo masters can be qualified to participate in the selection assessment. You can go to Shaodong and believe me. If you go there, you will not be disappointed."

"Sacred Land of Kendo."

Wang Ting muttered to himself and nodded slightly: "I will go, if I have the chance, I will go."

Yi Zhou nodded: "Take care!"

After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared into the forest.

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(The number of words has exceeded 100,000. Although it is not too many, it can be used to initially give birth to the teeth.)
Chapter completed!