C71 External discharge of battle qi

The principle behind releasing the War Qi was actually very simple, as long as it was a Martial Cultivator that could cultivate, it would be possible.

Of course Ye Qinghan would, and when he came, Ye Tianlong had also given him a stack of Secret Scriptures, which was one of the fastest and fiercest ways to release the War Qi.

War Qi s were transformed by special methods after they absorbed Spiritual Qi Of Heaven And Earth, and before the human body could open up the meridians, the cells in the body could only slowly circulate the War Qi s. Then, he would be able to use the cells to circulate the War Qi to all parts of his body, and also be able to release the War Qi through the cells.

However, before the human body could open the meridians and condense the Dantian, there were too few War Qi s in the body and their circulation speed was too slow.

After Martial Cultivator opened up her meridians and condensed her Dantian. The War Qi s stored in his body had reached a certain level, and the 12 meridians and dantian had formed a perfect, small circulation, allowing the War Qi s to continuously circulate through the veins to every part of his body, thus releasing the War Qi s outside was much easier, and the released War Qi s could also be replenished and condensed into a terrifying crystal of energy, injuring the enemy, or causing serious damage through the energy explosion.

Inside the vast carriage, Ye Qinghan was seated on his bed with his eyes closed. The sound of the horses' hooves and the rolling wheels could not affect him at all as he focused all of his attention on his Qi channels and his Dantian.

After splitting a strand of it from the revolving War Qi, he slowly controlled it to move towards the five fingers on his left hand. The meridians in the human body were all complicated, but they were the closest to the skin. Furthermore, the meridians in the human body were mostly connected to the ten fingers of a person, and each finger was connected to a small meridian, so most of the Martial Cultivator s on the continent chose to use the way of releasing the War Qi. In other words, he had chosen to release the palm War Qi outwards. It was fast and easy to control. Ye Qinghan was naturally the same as his predecessors, choosing to release War Qi s out of his ten fingers.

A small number of War Qi s slowly leaked out from the five fingers on his left hand and condensed in the center of his palm. Ye Qinghan did not dare to be careless, and continuously allowed the War Qi to be continuously released with his five fingers, maintaining the consumption of the War Qi in the air. As for the War Qi, it continuously condensed and fused through his palm and five fingers.

"Buzz!"

The War Qi in the palm was squashed continuously by the strange hand signals made by the combination of his palm and five fingers, congealing and fusing together. But all of a sudden, the War Qi in the palm was like an elastic ball, and under Ye Qinghan's strange hand gestures, it suddenly bounced up, left his palm, and disappeared into the air.

"Eh!" It's a failure, looks like when the War Qi was released, the hardest thing to control is the War Qi that was released. " Ye Qinghan opened his eyes slightly and looked at his empty palm, thinking to himself, about how he failed the first time the War Qi was released, he was not discouraged at all. This thing itself did not have much skill, it was mainly relying on his own mental state to control the release of War Qi from the palm of his hand. This thing had no shortcut, it could only continuously release War Qi s outside, constantly controlling, slowly grasping, and gradually familiarizing itself.

Again! Ye Qinghan continued to close his eyes, and continued to familiarize himself with the outside world of the War Qi with all his heart.

Twice, three times, fifty times.

One day, two days, four days!

It was only on the evening of the fifth day that Ye Qinghan finally walked out of the carriage. He stretched his waist that was about to rust and let out a long breath of air, then turned his head to look at Feng Zi and the others who were seated together. He smiled faintly and jumped down from the carriage.

"Young master is done cultivating?"

Evening Seventeen had been guarding the carriage the entire time. When he saw Ye Qinghan walking out, he welcomed him with a smile.

"En, let's go!" "Accompany me to drink!" After pondering for a few days, Ye Qinghan had finally completely mastered releasing the War Qi. With an extremely good mood, he smiled, then waved his hand and took the lead to push towards the fire in the distance.

"Eh!" Young Master Han! "Sit here!"

"Young Master Han's cultivation is really hardworking!"

"Hello, Young Master!"

"Hello, Young Master!"

The people sitting in a circle not far away saw Ye Qinghan walking over, Feng Zi and Hua Cao hurriedly stood up and greeted him. On the side, the team of death gods stood up orderly and shouted in a deep voice. Dongfang Dao, Nangong Wang, and the others also threw down the food in their hands and stepped forward.

"What is it? I told you not to be too polite, go back and eat and drink. I'll go and chat with Young Master Feng and the others! " Ye Qinghan's eyes widened, and stopped Dong Fang Dao and the others from doing anything. He waved his hand to indicate the Evening Seventeen to do as he pleased. He then walked towards Feng Zihuacao and the others: "Feng Zi, flowers, plants, Long Shuiliu has prepared wine, today I have come to apologize."

"Good!" I, Old Feng, like your personality, Young Master Han, will not leave until we're drunk tonight! " Feng Zi slammed his hand on the table and laughed out loud, signalling the servants to prepare wine.

"Madman, be gentle. This is not your marble table. It's broken. There are only two days left before you can only eat on the ground." Hua Zhi glared at Feng Zi, and then turned his head and smiled at Ye Qinghan.

"Right, Young Master Feng, you actually slammed the table when you saw Young Master Han come, you should punish yourself with a jar." Although Long Shuiliu did not stand up to welcome Ye Qinghan, his current tone still sounded like he was trying to curry favor with him.

"There's only one jar, who's afraid of who? "You punk, you think I won't flirt with you tonight?" Feng Zi wanted to slap the table again, but remembering about the words of the flowers, he slapped his thigh.

"Hehe, the few of you are really interested. I wonder if Qingcheng would be so fortunate as to accompany all of you to have a drink?" A melodious voice similar to that of an oriole came from the distance. Several people turned their eyes to the side and saw a white figure flying over with a faint fragrance. An awkward expression appeared on their faces.

"What is it? The young masters do not like my arrival! " Yue Qingcheng wore a white dress and was covered by a white silk scarf.

"How could that be? Look at what you're saying, sister-in-law, we are extremely happy that you are able to come to us! " Feng Zi was the first to react, laughing as he spoke, he immediately pulled out a chair and patted it, indicating Yue Qingcheng to sit.

"Eh!" A row of black lines appeared on Ye Qinghan's face. This form of address made him look like he was staring at Feng Zi, and it made him even more embarrassed as he rubbed his hands together.

"Yes, sister-in-law, quickly sit down!" Flower Grass and Long Shuiliu had also reacted, suppressing the disappointment in their hearts, as they laughed and said.

In contrast to Ye Qinghan's awkwardness, Yue Qingcheng was a lot more natural. Ignoring the gazes that kept looking in his direction, he sat down generously with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Hehe, let's still call her Qingcheng. Hearing the title 'Sister-in-law', is rather awkward."

"Hehe!" Lady Qingcheng, this sister-in-law will be called out sooner or later. Since you aren't used to it, then let's do it your way. It's not convenient for you to drink with a silk scarf, is it? " Feng Zi looked like he had already recovered from the loss of his failed marriage proposal, and leisurely chatted and laughed.

"Then let's just call it Young Master Han's Drink, alright?" Long Shuiliu laughed, and laughed very brightly and happily, it seemed like he wanted to drink Ye Qinghan to the ground today, causing him to lose both his love and the arena, and wanted to bring them back from the wine farm.

"It is indeed a little inconvenient!" Hua Cang looked at Ye Qinghan with a sinister smile, completely wanting him to express his opinion.

"If it's inconvenient, then I won't drink it. If it's his fault, then let me drink it first!" The corner of Ye Qinghan's mouth raised, without showing any sign of fear, he raised the jar of wine in his hands and drank it all up.

People with Flame Dragon Continent had trained in martial arts since young, so their bodies were pretty good. Everyone knew how to drink this thing without any technology. Ye Qinghan was also curious, he did not know whether it was because the alcohol in this world did not contain much, or because his own physique was really not bad. He had never drunk wine since he was young, but after drinking once at Barbarian City, he realized that if he really started drinking, it would be like drinking water, and no matter how much he drank, he wouldn't feel drunk at all.

"Come on, who's afraid of who?" Feng Zi glared at them, not wanting to show any sign of weakness. and the others also rubbed their hands together, preparing to go all out. If they couldn't beat Ye Qinghan in love, they wouldn't believe that three people wouldn't be enough to drink a person.

A war that did not have smoke started. With Yue Qingcheng at the side, the war immediately started without any foreplay, and directly went into a hand-to-hand fight. The three of them obviously wanted to stand together and fight Ye Qinghan together. Ye Qinghan was not afraid of battle either. First, he drank three jars of wine with Feng Zi, drinking Feng Zi's entire being into oblivion. And then, under the terrified eyes of the flowers and plants, he cooked three pots consecutively with the flowers and plants, directly turning them over. Finally, he used three pots of wine to order Long Shuiliu under the table.

During this time, Yue Qingcheng's eyes, which had been wide open the entire time, were staring at Ye Qinghan. Finally, when she saw that Long Shuiliu had also collapsed on the ground, Ye Qinghan's face was slightly red. There's a secret art to drink? "

"Hehe, no, it's purely because my physique is good!" Ye Qinghan rubbed his bulging stomach, he slowly stood up and burped, then shakily stood up, and was about to walk out.

"What are you going to do? "Do you need me to accompany you there?" Yue Qingcheng was slightly stunned, and asked with concern.

"No need, I'll go..." "Xiao Li, you drank too much!" Ye Qinghan's indistinct voice reverberated along with her distant voice, making the part of his face that was not covered to the point that it was boiling hot. He reached out his hand to call Ye Shisan and told him to take care of Ye Qinghan, then like a little rabbit that was jumping around, he frantically returned to his carriage.