Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

Ribs and ribs!

The fourth cyan fate!

Ji Yuan's eyes moved, and he checked.

boom!

The map of Huangtian Dao shook with brilliance, and ten shining stars of fate swayed in unison.

Bai Ruotianguang's [Reinforced Iron Bone], like a meteor falling to the ground, collapsed.

It was replaced by the [Qiu Rib] with a thin air of blue air, and it was condensed into a ball and hung high in the sky.

"The bones are like dragons, the body is like an idol, and it contains a huge amount of blood..."

Ji Yuan directly took the fate of this strong and sturdy body for his own use.

At the same time, he experienced the sour feeling of being pulled out of a cramp.

When [Qiu Jin and Rib] was blessed on the body, every inch of flesh and blood suddenly rioted, as if a living creature was violently undulating.

The head, chest and abdomen, waist span, limbs... Layers of dead skin slowly fell off, like a snake shedding.

The body did not inflate, but contracted and tightened a bit.

Pores are much smaller and almost impossible to see.

The body is almost like white jade, showing a lustrous luster.

sizzle!

The big tendons under the skin twitched frantically, like thousands of small snakes twisting and twisting, and finally turned into a fierce horned dragon.

Kacha, Kacha, in the sour sound of the file rubbing, Ji Yuan felt that the twelve pairs of ribs in his body were connected to the thoracic spine and the spine.

Like a chain of locks, they are firmly integrated into one.

The internal organs were squeezed, and the big pump seemed to spray thick blood.

"This...is the rib cage?

A warrior who has been trapped in the battle since ancient times, a superior martial art that is necessary for the unparalleled martial arts sanctuary! "

Ji Yuan's mind floated.

He had heard that all those who possessed the rib cage were born with divine power.

For example, the overlord who was born before Baijia Zunwu!

At a young age, he was able to carry a tripod and overwhelm the world's heroes.

In the great prosperous dynasty 1,800 years ago, there was a county horse surnamed Yang, and rumors were the same.

With the body of a son-in-law, he dominates the martial arts, relying on the unparalleled strength brought by the ribs!

"Care for the Star God of Taiyin, and visualize the True Monarch Xuanwu..."

Ji Yuan's heart had nothing to do with anything else, his stern face flushed red, as if he was about to drip blood.

With the help of Huangtian Daotu to suppress his mind, he silently experienced the earth-shaking and terrifying changes inside.

Flesh with five hearts facing the sky, sitting upright and motionless.

One hundred and eighty thousand pores exhaled and breathed, as if a huge bellows was quickly pulled, bursting with roars.

In the quiet Nanmen Hutong in the middle of the night, there seemed to be muffled thunder.

Surprised, the neighbors on the left and right were horrified and pushed the door to check the movement.

The killing monk in the west wing opened his turbid eyes, and the dark room seemed to be hit by a strong light.

The empty room is white, and the spirit is restrained!

"Only at the second stage of Tongmai, you will be able to subdue the dragon and tiger without leaking qi and blood.

This stamina training kung fu... is really rare among my peers!

As expected of the old man's apprentice! "

A glimmer of admiration flashed across the skinny monk's eyes.

Among the Taoist sects, there are sayings of slaying red dragons and subduing white tigers.

It means pure heart and few desires, self-harmony.

Avoid leakage of essence and hinder future practice.

Once completed, keep Qi and blood at the peak, and keep your energy at its peak at all times.

Whether it is condensing the Qi veins, or exchanging blood and cutting bones, it will be a little faster.

Even the arrogant seeds of the six true lineages may not be available.

"The roar of the tiger, the roar of the dragon, the golden bell cover, the iron cloth shirt, the two forces are unified into one!"

Ji Yuan didn't know the changes outside, the blood permeated the skin and turned into layers of viscous crimson air that enveloped the whole body.

The whole person is like a huge oven, emitting a dazzling light.

It is like a Tai Sui evil star lingering with blood and fire, which is extremely intimidating!

"The heart is the dwelling of the gods, the master of blood, the master of the veins..."

Ji Yuan silently recited the magic formula of the Three Yin Demon Sword.

Using the machine of the formation of the ribs and ribs, I will try my best to transport the internal qi and blood qi, and plan to condense the second qi meridian!

Boom! dong dong! dong dong dong!

The heartbeat is like a drum, and every time it oscillates, a large amount of rich blood will flow like a river.

Along the heart, violently washes the limbs and bones.

This is an extremely dangerous act. If the body is not strong enough, it will only break the mind and die.

However, Ji Yuan's external and internal training are all great perfection, plus the horizontal martial arts training of dragons and tigers.

It is like a fleshy body made of red copper and heavy iron, so strong that it cannot be shaken.

"Through the meridians, open the veins!"

I don't know how long it has passed, strands of silver-white threads spread all over the chest, condensing into a qi vein.

call!

Ji Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, it was obviously late autumn, the dew almost turned into ice, and the cold wind was like a sharp knife.

But this time, he swallowed, like a stove exploded, and the scorching heat blew away the coldness.

"The vitality is at least several times stronger. It is no wonder that the ancient generals and fierce generals can continue to fight with more than a dozen arrow wounds and knife wounds.

The heart pulse is 10%, and the blood is not leaking. Unless the head is decapitated, it will never die in a short time! "

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed with comprehension. After several breaths, the protruding blood vessels and sinuous tendons on the surface of the body were all hidden under the flesh.

When he sat up, the tormented hardwood deck shattered.

The stone bricks under his feet sank immediately, and they were as fragile as water tofu, showing a deep footprint.

"My body is getting heavier, my bones are heavier, my heartbeat is slower... The beds are all collapsed, it's time to change the house."

Ji Yuan carefully perceives and judges roughly, after completing the advanced fate, he should be able to beat five of his former self.

"It's not a problem to hit ten Lan Hongs!"

With no place to sleep, Ji Yuan sighed, swept the ground, and sat down.

Close your eyes and continue to carry blood.

He set a small goal.

before next spring.

Condensed the third Qi pulse.

...

...

Early the next morning, a luxurious carriage stopped at the entrance of Nanmen Hutong.

A few health servants had sharp eyes, swept over the idle people and others who were watching.

They were all dressed in gray, tall and powerful, and at first glance they looked like the nurses of the powerful mansion.

"Then Ji Jiulang is the first name of the Tai'an Fang's martial arts hall. He is about to be promoted to the Hundred Households of Beizhen Fusi. How can he still live in such a pickled place?"

Yang Ping'er lightly covered her mouth, frowning in displeasure.

From her point of view, the long street, where only one carriage could pass, looked cramped.

Not to mention the drainage ditches, vegetable leaves, manure, and all kinds of dirty things give off a stinky smell that makes people sick.

"What's the difference between this and a pigsty!"

A look of disgust flashed across Yang Ping'er's eyes, and immediately returned to her pleasant appearance.

The more impoverished it is, the more respect and appreciation it is given, the more grateful it is.

No matter how reckless your temperament is, when you see beauty, wealth, and a bright future, you will turn your fingers into softness.

"You stay here."

Holding a silk scarf, Yang Ping'er carefully walked around the pothole and came to the dilapidated yard.

"Can Kuro be at home?"

Only this sweet and greasy voice can make people feel the liveliness and delicacy of the person.

"Early in the morning, it's really bad luck."

Ji Yuan, who had put on a cloud eagle robe and was about to go out, heard the call, opened the door and saw that it was the third young lady of the Duke of Liang's house.

"Why didn't Kuro welcome you in?"

Yang Ping'er's brows and eyes are curved, as if her heart is full of love.

"Laughing so sweetly, I punch her, she should cry for a long time, right?"

Ji Yuan's brows sank, and such thoughts flashed through for no reason. He shook his head and said:

"I'm the only one in the family. I'm alone. I live in the same room. I'm afraid it will damage the reputation of the young lady."

Really pedantic mud legs!

Yang Ping'er held the silk scarf with more strength, and said with a smile on her face:

"It's still Kuro who is thoughtful. No wonder Luo Saburo often says that you are a thoughtful and considerate person."

Luo Yuzhen said this when she was full!

Ji Yuan was rather impatient and asked in a flat tone:

"Why did the third lady come to the door?"

Yang Ping'er first lowered her head and sobbed twice, her tears twinkling, then she looked at Ji Yuan, who was tall and tall, and said with a sad expression:

"To tell the truth, my old father heard the villain's slander and believed that you were the murderer of my righteous brother Yang Xiu, and he was furious at home a few days ago!

Even if I try to discourage it, it doesn't help! "

Ji Yuan made an "oh" and waited for the next paragraph.

Such a cold reaction made Yang Ping'er slightly startled.

Is this man a log?

Could it be that Duke Liang's name can't scare people?

"Kurouni, don't take it seriously, my father has led the army for a long time, and he has always been a little... overbearing. Once he is convinced that there is no reason to change, he will not tolerate others' excuses.

He said he wanted to take you to ask, and no one could stop him! "

Yang Ping'er seemed helpless and continued:

"Now that he is very old, he can't do it himself, and he only sent a blood exchange expert from the Duke's mansion to come here.

I know that you have a reckless temperament, Jiulang, but if the situation is such, you might as well avoid it and let me persuade me for a few more days. When my father's anger subsides, it will naturally pass. "

If Ji Yuan didn't know Yang Ping'er's fate, he might have been fooled.

After all, at first glance, these words sounded for his sake, and there was nothing wrong with them.

The beautiful woman cried softly in front of her face.

No matter how hard-hearted a man is, he is afraid that he will fall into trouble.

When Yang Ping'er finished speaking, even Ji Yuan's spirit was shaking, and he felt a little closer in his heart.

In a faint, he saw a large green bamboo snake spitting out a letter.

"The fierce god that Yang Ping'er hit! Delusions confuse my mind!"

Ji Yuan's heart froze, and he quickly evoked Huangtian Daotu to suppress distracting thoughts.

In his destiny, there is no good or evil spirit to protect the body, and he almost got hit by accident.

After realizing it, the ten lives shined brightly, and the stars of Dou Da condensed the appearance of martial arts and dragons!

I saw the two colors of blue and white flowing endlessly, overflowing, and suddenly shaking the green bamboo snake that was entangled.

"Well……"

Inexplicably, Yang Ping'er felt extremely stuffy and dizzy.

It's like being infected with cold air.

Ji Yuan's eyes were slightly cold, and he replied:

"Where do you think Miss San should go?"

"The Humble Garden is very good. With the Luo family of Tongbao Qianzhuang as a shield, no one dares to break in."

Yang Ping'er barely squeezed out a smile, making a pear blossom with rain, and her face like a peach blossom.

"I'll go there often to visit... Kuro, so you don't get bored."

Ji Yuan sighed in his heart, and according to the color of the words, he was afraid that if he visited for a few days, it would be dry wood and fire.

With the temperament of Luo and Zhen, she would wear a cuckold with tears in her eyes and offer her blessings silently.

The concentration of tauren is a bit high!

It is a pity that once the bewitchment of the fierce god is broken, it will no longer be effective.

Ji Yuan restrained his distracting thoughts and said lightly:

"Thank you Miss San for reminding me, I will pay attention, please come back."

The two wooden doors slammed shut, keeping people out.

Repeatedly rejected, Yang Ping'er raised her eyebrows, her chest heaving up and down.

She prides herself on her beauty, her family background is outstanding, and she always treats men as anything and everything.

Even a vicious person like Yang Xiu was treated obediently.

I never expected to meet Ji Yuan, as cold as ice, as hard as iron, completely incomprehensible.

"It's weird, why am I suddenly uneasy?"

Yang Ping'er was holding the silk scarf, unaware that the green bamboo snake that was killed was curled up and whimpered.

crunch.

The wooden door was pulled open again.

"After all, Lianxiangxiyu..."

Before Yang Ping'er could express her joy, a skinny monk with shriveled flesh stepped out of the threshold with a broken bowl.

She was so frightened that she hurriedly dodged and stepped into the cesspool, soiling her dress.

"Girl, dare to ask, from which city gate will the masters of the Duke of Liang's mansion enter?"

The killing monk asked kindly and kindly.