I Have a Luck Altar

But now, after being refined by the marrow-washing spirit bead, and then subtly changed.

Chen Yuan's talent in martial arts can definitely be called a genius.

This can be seen from the fact that Chen Yuan is now practicing the vajra glazed body.

The fiery temperature soaked into the flesh, and the blood in Chen Yuan's body was undergoing the third refinement.

According to ordinary blood refining skills, Chen Yuan is already a strong player in the level of blood refining. If he steps into the fourth or fifth blood refining, Chen Yuan's strength will be able to catch up with bone refining warriors .

This is the horror of the nine blood refinements.

In comparison, Chen Yuan has basically opened up the gap with ordinary people.

Of course, this is only true for ordinary people. Chen Yuan guessed that the body training exercises practiced by those real geniuses in the Jianghu are definitely not just three times of blood training.

Martial arts foundation building, these four words can sum up everything.

The foundation building realm is all about casting the foundation and laying the foundation for the future realm.

This is why ordinary government servants may be able to step into the level of blood refinement with the passage of time, but very few can enter the level of bone refinement. Looking at the entire Ping'an county government, there is no one who can find a handful of bone refiners. .

Chen Yuan was calm and calm, with hot yang energy on the outside, and cool and marrow-washing spiritual power inside, one inside and one outside, one cold and one hot, under the superimposition of the two, the blood in his body surged like a trickling river.

Somehow, Chen Yuan seemed to be able to flow blood.

still.

Chen Yuan kept his posture for nearly an hour, and suddenly he frowned, opened his eyes, and there was a sound of footsteps in front of the gate, and the golden lacquer all over his body disappeared into his body.

"Squeak."

The door was pushed open, and Wang Ping, who was dressed as a government servant and had a long knife in his waist and hips, walked in with a smile.

"Brother Yuan, you're still doing exercises early in the morning." Wang Ping looked at Chen Yuan's naked body and bowed and said.

"The plan for a year lies in the spring, and the plan for a day lies in the morning." Chen Yuan smiled, took a deep breath, and stood up.

"Anyway, bone refining is hopeless. After a few years, I will naturally step into blood refining. I don't want to work so hard." Wang Ping shook his head.

"Uncle Wang paid you to enter the yamen, isn't it just to let you step into the martial arts and shine on the lintel? If you are like this, Uncle Wang's efforts will be in vain."

Like Chen Yuan, Wang Ping and most of the government servants in Ping'an County paid money to get in.

"Fart, he just wants to drive me away. Do you really think I don't know about his crap?" Wang Ping curled his lips, obviously having some opinions.

Chen Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered Wang Ping's father, who was indeed worthy of the name Old Wang next door. According to Wang Ping, he had a lot of romantic affairs.

"Has the injury healed?" Chen Yuan looked him up and down.

"I've recovered a long time ago. If I didn't want to take the opportunity to rest for a while, I would have gone back to the county office." Wang Ping punched his chest with his fist a few times to show his strength.

"It's just right to come back now. If it was before, it would be dangerous."

It has to be said that Wang Ping's luck is really good. He didn't get involved in the rebellion of the Wusheng Sect thieves and the Huang family's affairs before. In the previous battle with the Huang family, the county government lost a lot of manpower.

And Wang Ping, the most common government servant, was extremely vulnerable to injury.

Hearing what Chen Yuan said, Wang Ping became interested from the corner of his eyes, looked around, stepped forward and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Yuan, I heard that Huang Xing was put in jail?"

"The Huang family had an affair with the Wusheng sect thief, and the county magistrate was furious. Naturally, it is impossible to let him go."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the reputation of the Huang family is not small in our Ping'an County. I didn't expect it to fall down. It's a pity that I didn't see that scene." Wang Ping felt a little regretful.

Glancing at Wang Ping, Chen Yuan said:

"With your small body, if you really get involved, do you think you can get away with it?"

Wang Ping smiled brightly and touched his face:

"Brother Yuan, you are right. My strength is really not enough."

Chen Yuan turned back to the house, put on his clothes, and put the long knife on his waist:

"Go, go to the county government office."

"Hey, Brother Yuan, you said that Huang Xing and Tie Xuan are both dead this time, who will take their place? Shall we establish a good relationship in advance, so that we can relax later." Wang Ping gently stroked the fine beard on his chin. stubble.

"Just flatter me." Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping with a smile.

"Brother Yuan, you haven't already done it in advance, have you?" Wang Ping was a little surprised.

"No."

"Then what do you mean, Brother Yuan? You don't want to be the head catcher, do you?" Wang Ping thought for a while, then suddenly startled, and blurted out.

Chen Yuan smiled without saying a word, saw Zhou Ji Baozi Shop, and walked up quickly.

"Hey," Wang Ping called out, and hurriedly followed.

He didn't ask about the head arrester again. The head arrester in a county has a ninth-rank official status, and generally you have to have a bone-refining level of cultivation to be appointed.

Although Brother Yuan's strength is stronger than him, but his strength is limited, Wang Ping just thought he was joking.

Without doing anything, no one would be able to tell that Chen Yuan's strength had reached the level of blood refinement.

Of course, in the previous fight in front of Huang's house, some yamen servants knew that Chen Yuan might have started refining blood, otherwise, it would be impossible to single-handedly kill a long-standing old yamen servant.

"Uncle Zhou, here are six steamed stuffed buns filled with meat, and two more eggs." Chen Yuan looked at Xiaofang's father who was busy, and called out. Several people gathered around who wanted to buy steamed stuffed buns. Ping's attire quickly retreated a little.

"A Fang, bring you a bun for brother Yuan," Uncle Zhou called out.

"Hey"

Xiaofang responded, twitching her braid, and trotted over quickly, picked up the cage drawer and packed a few buns.

"Brother Yuan, I'll just eat two."

Chen Yuan nodded, looked at Xiaofang and said:

"Take eight meat buns."

Wang Ping "."

Xiaofang smiled and brought the meat buns and eggs to Chen Yuan, touched them with her fingers inadvertently, and immediately retracted, her face seemed to be stained with red.

"gone."

Chen Yuan smiled, threw two meat buns to Wang Ping, turned and left.

Xiaofang blushed, watching Chen Yuan's back slowly disappear.

Wang Ping turned his head frequently, looked at Xiaofang for a while, and then at Chen Yuan for a while, opened his mouth to take a big bite of the meat bun, and muttered:

"Brother Yuan, Xiaofang is a nice girl, how do you look at it?"

Putting the peeled egg into his mouth, Chen Yuan said calmly:

"It's good, but not for me."

If it was the old Chen Yuan, then it would be great to marry such a woman who runs the family, but now, Chen Yuan is determined to pursue the road of martial arts, and he doesn't want to be bound by the love of his children.

In this way, it is not good for her or Chen Yuan.

As soon as she entered the rivers and lakes, Chen Yuan didn't want her to be implicated by her enemies in the future, so it's better to cut off her roots in advance.

Wang Ping heard the firmness in Chen Yuan's words, and glanced at Xiao Fang who was looking straight behind, sighed, and said in his heart:

"Clang is love."

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