Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

The house was a mess, and Ji Yuan didn't bother to clean it.

With his back against the wall, he sat on the cold wooden bed and spread out the parchment the size of a fan.

The front is densely packed with tiny characters, and the back is a map of breathing and breathing.

"The Golden Bell Cover seems to be a horizontal practice of kung fu, but it is actually an internal breathing method from the inside out.

Carrying qi and blood to nourish the five internal organs and exercising the six internal organs, just looking at the content does have a bit of Buddhist meaning.

No wonder Xu Xian was so distressed, like cutting his flesh.

If it really came from the Hanging Temple, it would be worth a lot of money! "

Ji Yuan first glanced at the front text, then closed his eyes and started to recite it, trying to imprint it in his heart.

As for the qi road map on the back, he simply took off the moon-white coat and went naked.

Identify the acupuncture points and meridians one by one according to the figure above.

Two hours passed in a flash.

It wasn't until there was a hunger in his stomach that Ji Yuan got out of that immersive state.

"I remember about seven or eight points. Since the great consummation of the outer training, the dragons and tigers are fierce and reinforced. I feel that even the five senses and memory are much stronger than before."

According to martial arts, if the body is strong, the mind is determined.

A strong body and strong qi and blood can nourish the spirit.

If the body is weak and sick, the mind is often dizzy and the spiritual sense is obstructed.

Like dust on a mirror, it loses its luster.

"With the internal breathing method, I am a bit more confident about entering the martial arts hall."

Ji Yuan put away the sheepskin roll, his eyes flashing.

Today, he broke Xu Zongqi's leg and injured several horses, which is the following serious crime.

Why have no fear?

Aren't you afraid of the 100 households surnamed Lin who use the topic to play?

First, Ji Yuan was certain that Lin Lu would not dare to make a big fuss, and he did not hide the matter of selling his rank and rank. Once it was exposed, Beizhen Fusi Yamen would immediately become a laughing stock;

The second is that as long as he enters the martial arts hall, he will have the name of the martial arts candidate as a talisman, just like the talent show can see that the official does not worship, it is difficult for the surnamed Lin to suppress himself with the official position.

"Fortunately, the second uncle has the identity of the general banner of the Nanzhen Fusi Division. After one unsuccessful murder, it is enough to make the surnamed Lin thwart the rat."

Ji Yuan said with emotion.

Yuanshen was bored with everything in his heart, and failed to make good use of Shang Ji Chengzong's relationship.

Otherwise, it would not have been conspiracy to kill.

"In this sinister world, if you don't have power or force, you can only be squeezed by others."

Ji Yuan was not afraid, sat at home with peace of mind, and continued to figure out the inner breathing method.

The level of "Golden Bell Jar" is not high.

It is roughly the same as the "Iron Cloth Shirt" handed down by his family.

All are inferior.

There are high and low martial arts in the Jing Dynasty, and the Lecture Martial Arts Hall has specially set several levels.

Not entering the stream, that is, the so-called "crop handle" style.

Then the lower, middle and upper grades are the foundational kung fu for training strength, training Jin, and strengthening externally and internally.

Then there are divine arts, unique skills, and treasures. Legend has it that it has the power to penetrate the sky and the earth, and the power of ghosts and gods to break away.

"The "Golden Bell Cover" circulated from the Hanging Temple is not profound in content, but it is better than being upright and peaceful. It is easy to get started, and it is difficult to make mistakes."

Ji Yuan touched his chest, which is the most precious place to practice breathing.

In fact, it was the yellowed sheepskin roll, which contained a faint masculine spirit.

"Could it be that it is really the handwriting of the first seat of the Hanging Temple? You can leave Dao Yun with a book, which is somewhat similar to the ghost immortal Shen Haishi, but how could that "White Bone Bodhisattva Bliss Evening Banquet Picture" be regarded as a copy? Second Young Master will also look away?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the scroll of ancient paintings under the pillow, and Ji Yuan felt a bit of doubt in his heart.

However, he quickly put it behind him, and if he didn't understand the question, he left it for later.

"Preserve the clear and remove the turbidity, move from movement to stillness, gather enough vitality, and cultivate inner breath..."

According to the qi chart, Ji Yuan put on a posture of five hearts facing the sky, and silently recited the formula.

The main function of these obscure words is to calm the distracting thoughts in the mind, so as to enter the rhythm of "breathing" faster and better.

Simply put, it is to create a sense of ceremony.

Gradually, Ji Yuan's mind sank, like falling into the void.

The room was quiet, save for the long, rhythmic breathing.

call!

Suck!

back and forth.

Like a serpent entrenched on a boulder, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon.

Ji Yuan felt his muscles stretched, and his own blood flowed.

It was like boiling water flowing through the body.

The hot air flowed, the fire burned, and the stinging pain was unbearable.

After half an hour, Ji Yuan realized that he had reached his limit and was powerless.

He let out a sigh of turbid air and ended the exercise.

"It turns out that this is the internal training... Through breathing, qi and blood are drawn, the tendons are stretched, the joints are pulled up, and the humming and vibrations spread all over the internal organs.

If you don’t practice kung fu outside your home, your muscles, bones, and membranes are not tough enough. If you practice rashly, you will hurt yourself. "

Ji Yuan opened his eyes, as if realizing something.

As soon as the breathing and breathing of the person carrying the qi and blood stopped, the painful feeling that the heat flowed up in the body and the whole body was hot, disappeared in an instant.

"There is a saying in "Golden Bell Jar" that ordinary people need to do internal training dozens or hundreds of times before they can get a sense of anger, but I...seem to be successful once?"

Ji Yuan lowered his head and thought, hesitatingly came to a conclusion.

"Am I the one-in-a-million martial arts prodigy? Outer training is supplemented by food and drink, and inner training is determined by talent, so I will be mediocre in outer training and rapid in inner training?"

Between the ups and downs of the mind, the picture of the emperor in the sea of ​​​​knowledge rippling brightly, reflecting his own destiny, and manifesting the shining ancient and simple words——

【Lord】：【Ji Yuan】

[Fate Chart]: [Unfinished (missing main luck)]

[Fate]: [Unfinished (missing auspicious gods, evil gods)]

[Destiny]: [One green, three white and one gray, the capital of the Ding]

"Ding Xiazhi's capital, how can there be a little bit of genius."

Ji Yuan woke up and guessed that it should be the significant change brought about by the progression from [Military Martial Art] to [Reinforced Iron Bone].

"Body and consciousness are the two types of destiny that are relatively easy to shake at present. Luck, potential, and Taoist accumulation are not deep enough for the time being.

Speaking of which, I now have two options.

Either absorb the 300 points of white Dao Yun, further improve the aptitude of the root bone, and upgrade the [Reinforced Iron Bone] to a cyan fate;

Either upgrade the martial arts, and deduce this mediocre internal breathing method into "The Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover" to make it more effective. "

Ji Yuan thought seriously, but in the end did not snatch away the power of Dao Yun from the sheepskin scroll.

The reason is that decisions don't have to be rushed.

White Fate [Reinforced Iron Bone] has pushed his physique to the perfection of outer refining.

For now, that's enough.

Going further up the level, the short-term returns may not be much higher.

Huangtian Daotu is to change the number of lives, not to directly help people break through the realm.

"That [horrific death] is still difficult to shake, which is a pity.

The power of Dao Yun is quite rare. Let's see what it can be used for in the future. Don't be in a hurry. "

After thinking about it, Ji Yuan put on the cloud eagle robe and was ready to go out.

Today is the fourth day.

He defeated Xu Zongqi and a group of horses, saved his own life, and avoided a disaster of death.

Lin Lu will definitely not give up and use other means.

"Twelve squares in the outer city of Tianjing, twelve lecture halls, twelve places for martial arts candidates... The degree of competitiveness is really not small."

Ji Yuan locked the door, turned around and walked out of Nanmen Hutong, when he noticed a few sneaky eyes.

He didn't take it to heart, the outer city was already crowded with people.

Shicai, there is a lot of noise.

Tiqi, who fled in a hurry, and Xu Zongqi, whose leg was trampled off, are enough to arouse the imagination of others.

"Xu Xianren isn't here, it is estimated that he was taken to the hospital for treatment. At this time, the surnamed Lin should also know the news...

After stepping on the general flag, come to another hundred households, life is really colorful and full of challenges! "

Ji Yuan had a smile on his face, but there was no sign of worry.

How many troubles and difficulties will you encounter in your life?

By compromising, by retreating, there is no escape.

"The west wind is strong... The Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, but now I'm stepping over it from the beginning... Cangshan is like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood!"

Humming the strange tune of a desolate voice, Ji Yuan strode straight to the lecture hall of Tai'an Square.