Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

The next day, early in the morning.

The morning mist in the late autumn drifted slowly, revealing a clammy and dank undertone.

Ji Yuan, wearing a thin middle coat, pushed open the doors and windows to exhale the old and take in the new.

When the maid in the outer room heard the movement, she hurriedly called for hot water and tooth powder, and wanted to serve the ninth young master to wash.

There were one or two shameless hooves, blatantly peeking at the strong and well-proportioned body.

The masculine aura of people practicing martial arts made them all flirt with their cheeks, their delicate bodies were numb, and they couldn't close their legs.

"Put it aside, you don't need to do it."

Ji Yuan is not used to this kind of personal care, and feels like he has been taken advantage of.

The pure yang body with no leakage of essence, how can it be easily broken.

But these few days, my aunt will stew the tonic every day.

Like what sea cucumber egg custard, duck soup, charcoal grilled oysters.

After eating, he was strong and bloody, and it was a little hard to resist.

The second uncle went even further, trying to take advantage of the danger, and specially put a few young and beautiful maids in the outhouse.

He said he was serving daily life, but he actually had other thoughts in mind.

"I'm only fifteen years old, and I'm going to shoulder the heavy responsibility of inheriting the family... Can the Ji family in Liaodong expect me to spread branches and leaves alone?

Unless I go to rubbing the two fates of [Golden Spear Don't Fall] and [Ye Yu Ten Women], I am afraid that my body will be hollowed out. "

Ji Yuan wiped his face first, then rinsed his mouth with tooth powder.

After he was clean, he changed into a black outfit.

Stepping out of the main room to the courtyard, he opened his boxing frame to temper his blood.

The move moves very slowly, as if every push will encounter infinite resistance.

The strips of air turned into white waves, which turned and swelled, like a huge wave stacked on top of each other.

Vaguely, the body glowed with a faint luster.

There seems to be the reverberation of dragons and tigers, stirring up the surrounding situation.

Such a violent momentum made the maids shrink in the corner of the corridor, with little stars in their eyes.

[Fifth Qi Meridian]

【22 days】

【Three realms of blood exchange】

【Two hundred and five days】

Ji Yuan practiced boxing with a deep heart, and moved the red dragon eye in his left eye, and several lines of ancient and clumsy handwriting appeared in front of him.

"The time for condensing qi pulses is reduced by 20 days, and the time for promotion and exchange blood is shortened by 62 days.

On the one hand, because of my hard work, I have never slack off in practicing martial arts.

On the other hand, with the blessing of the Fifteen Destiny Numbers and sufficient resources for martial arts, the training speed is greatly improved. "

When the two Great Meridian Condensation Pills rewarded by Beizhen Fusi got his hands, he could try to attack the fifth and sixth Qi meridians.

Open up the body pulse and pulse pulse, so that the inner energy covers the whole body, like an iron coat, and ordinary sharp weapons are invulnerable.

This is the Great Perfection of Tongmai!

fifteen years old.

Martial arts climbed to the third realm.

Deserving of the name of the Wizards of the World.

"Good apprentice, I haven't seen you for a few days. Your martial arts seem to have improved again. You are worthy of being a close disciple of your master."

The killing monk, who hadn't been seen for a long time, didn't know when to return to his residence, but he still held the broken bowl in his right hand and stood under the porch.

The monk's robe was slightly dusty, as if he had driven a long way.

"Where did the master go for alms? The residence has never been short of the master's food, so why go out every day to ask for a vegetarian meal."

Ji Yuan held back his fists, and his vigor and blood, like a huge oven, was gradually absorbed into the skin and flesh.

"Lao Na is a monk, so how can he stay at home and stay at home?"

The killing monk slapped a clever word and said with a smile:

"That night, I was very quiet and thoughtful. I went out of the city to look for some old friends I knew. I didn't expect to meet a few vicious gangsters along the way.

In order to save them, Lao Na delayed the return trip. "

Ji Yuan nodded lightly, not caring whether the words were true or false.

The killing monk is a master of the four realms who opens up the sea of ​​​​qi and condenses the real astral.

The world is so big that you can go to most places as much as you can, and where you need to worry too much.

"Has the master ever used breakfast? Why not join us?"

Ji Yuan took the initiative to invite.

He just happened to want to ask a few questions about the practice of cross-training martial arts.

After a while, the two sat in the flower hall.

A few servants brought a pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, two plates of sauerkraut, and a dozen ghee pancakes wrapped with beef.

Ji Yuan felt hungry in his stomach and picked up two thick pancakes.

Dip it in porridge and pickled cabbage, and eat it up.

The killing monk didn't pay much attention to chewing and swallowing slowly, and his skinny and shriveled body was like a bottomless pit, and he couldn't fill it up.

The two really resembled a master and apprentice, and they were like wind and clouds, and they quickly swept away the food on the table.

Ji Chengzong, who was watching from the side, smacked his tongue and asked the back chef to continue pancakes.

He thought to himself, where did his nephew pick up such an old monk.

Such a terrifying appetite, I was afraid that I could not afford it before.

"Master, I have consciously practiced the Longyin Iron Cloth Shirt and the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover to Great Perfection.

The horizontal training body is close to the limit, and there is no way to advance.

Dare to ask, is there any way to break through? "

Ji Yuan was full and asked generously.

He now accumulated 12,000 points of white Taoism and five thousand points of blue Taoism.

It is completely possible to directly advance the exercises.

"You have to live your life carefully, and you must not miss any opportunity for prostitution."

Considering that being diligent and thrifty is a good character, Ji Yuan decided not to be ashamed to ask.

After all, no matter how wild the monk is, his vision and knowledge are much deeper than his own.

"Good apprentice, martial arts are divided into four categories: fighting, killing, raising, and practicing.

And because of their different realms, they are divided into many chapters.

Just like you have practiced the golden bell hood and the iron cloth shirt, it should have been the method of the monks in the Hanging Temple to temper their blood, which only covers external and internal training.

Although your kung fu has to be more profound, in the end you cannot get rid of the rut of external and hard skills. "

The killing monk wiped his mouth and said carefully:

"Tongmai is the doorway of nourishing qi, luck, and condensing qi, so that the inner breath is nourished and pure, transported freely, and condensed deeply.

No matter how hard your golden bell hood and iron cloth shirt are to temper your blood, you can't do it from the outside to the inside. You will naturally encounter bottlenecks in horizontal training, and it is difficult to make an inch. "

When Ji Yuan heard the words, it was as if he had been empowered, and his thoughts were clear.

Among the several martial arts he has practiced, the Three Yin Demon Slayer Sword is the method of fighting and killing.

There is no gain and blessing for one's own physique and mind, but only to improve one's own killing power.

Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover and Longyin Iron Cloth Shirt are nourishing and refining methods. Combined with several lives, such as [Qiu Jin Rib] and [Dragon Elephant Vigor], they create a sturdy physique far beyond the two realms of Tongmai.

"As my kung fu is improving day by day, my training and martial arts practice are a little bit behind."

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed with enlightenment, just as he made a great contribution to Heilongtai and got 15,000 merits.

Enough to exchange for more suitable superior martial arts.

"Good apprentice, there is a horizontal training method for the teacher, called "The King of Fudo Mountain".

Due to the importance of bones and muscles, there are very few beginners. "

The killing monk sighed in his heart, he was originally a wandering monk.

If they hadn't bumped into Ji Yuan by chance, they would have had a relationship between master and apprentice.

I left Tianjin early and went to other places.

Now there are a few more entanglements, and it is difficult to escape.

"Master, I have just made meritorious deeds and prepared to be promoted. I have a great career and a bright future.

Therefore, it is really impossible to shave or become a monk. "

Ji Yuan shook his head.

Of course he was jealous of the so-called "Sutra of the King of the Unmoved Mountain", but he didn't want to deceive the killing monk.

"Old Na thought about it for a while, since we don't avoid meat, drink, and kill.

What is the difference between a layman and a monk, if you are willing to take up the mantle of the old man.

In fact, the name of master and apprentice is not…”

Before the killing monk finished speaking, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a Qi practitioner in a blue and white official robe outside the flower hall.

It is the Jin Lanzhou of the Qintian Supervisor.

"Kiulang, in the blink of an eye, your official position is a few steps higher than mine, but in the future, you will have to be called Ji Qiuguan."

Jin Lanzhou strode excitedly, cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"These are official robes, uniforms, and waist cards for entering and exiting the Sheji Building.

And the few handwritten decree books you asked about yesterday were all written by Yuan Tiangang, and they were all brought to you.

By the way, you were accepted as a disciple by Lord Jianzheng, this is a great and gratifying event, you must be invited to a table to celebrate..."

Before the secretary in the Sheji Building had finished speaking, he felt a strong aura.

It was as if the dragon elephant was walking on land, exuding a great deterrence, making him smile slightly.

Jin Lanzhou tilted his head and saw the skinny old monk sitting opposite Ji Yuan.

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his tone was quite resentful:

"When... when did you recognize someone else as a master?"