Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

"Good apprentice, are you awake?"

When Ji Yuan opened his eyes again, a thin and shriveled old face came into view.

He was so frightened that he almost threw a fist at him.

There is no reason for him.

Killing monks are inherently ugly.

To put it mildly, it can be said to be kind-hearted,

The mean ones are completely worthy of the dove-shaped face.

In addition, the sky was dark, and at first glance, it was a bit scary.

"Cough cough! Master... why is it dark today?"

Ji Yuan hurriedly leaned back, avoiding the ardent eyes of the killing monk.

The thin-faced old monk sat cross-legged on the ground and kept rubbing his hands together.

It was as if the jade craftsman saw a piece of top-quality material and couldn't wait to carve it carefully.

"You learn martial arts, immerse yourself in mysteries, and naturally you don't know the passage of time outside.

Good apprentice, you are really amazing!

In just a few hours, from the fourteen-character mantra of the second-generation patriarch, I understood the key points of the "Fujian King Sutra"! "

The killing monk stared straight at Ji Yuan.

After several hours of real fire refining.

The surface of his apprentice's body turned red.

Like cooked lobster.

But the flesh and bones are more pure and more condensed.

Sitting there quietly, like a lifelike Arhat golden body, there is a Zen feeling that the eight winds do not move.

If you switch to other Tongmai Second Realm, at least a few layers of flesh will be scalded.

"To be honest, Master, I just recited the mantra repeatedly, and I did gain a little.

Relying on personal self-realization, living up to expectations, and finally inheriting the method of horizontal training created by the second generation of ancestors. "

Ji Yuan replied calmly, with a sincere tone.

At this time, the effect of [Burning Marrow] fate has long since passed.

This time, it took about five months of life to comprehend the "Fujian King Sutra".

[Broken] Fate gradually quieted down, and the cyan in his right eye disappeared.

They should have suffered the severe pain of falling into hell and being tempered by a sea of ​​fire, but they were all beheaded.

"It's just a little exhausting and exhausting."

Ji Yuan frowned slightly, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights.

My mind suddenly relaxed, and a deep sense of drowsiness suddenly appeared.

He took a deep breath, lifted his spirits, and looked inside himself.

There seem to be hundreds of dragon and snake characters floating in the heart.

It is like a big Arhat with different postures, shining brightly.

The more you comprehend and ponder the spirit, the more you have the illusion that you have become a Buddha yourself.

As if sitting in the middle of the void, even if thousands of calamities add to his body, he will not be able to destroy his heart.

"Kuro! You really are a true genius!

The masters and ancestors of all dynasties have been difficult to get started with the unique technique of horizontal training. Today, I finally encountered the law of fate and found the right master! "

Seeing the rich Buddha nature between Ji Yuan's brows, the killing monk was full of surprises, and a rare smile appeared on the thin old face.

There are three unique schools in his lineage, namely "Fufushan King Sutra", "Six Extinctions Breaking Precepts Sword", and "Breaking the Tathagata Body of Three Worlds".

They are all difficult martial arts that are difficult to learn and master.

Extreme focus and understanding.

If you are a little careless and don’t practice enough, you may go into trouble.

Therefore, the killing monks have extremely high requirements for choosing the mantle and mantle.

Count forward a few generations.

Even genius-like roots.

It is also a common thing to get started in three years and enter the soil in ten years.

"The master is too famous, but I am only a middle-class talent.

It is only through diligence that one can make up for one's sluggishness, in order to have today's achievements. "

Ji Yuan is very humble, without the little help provided by Huangtian Daotu.

It is not as easy as I imagined to master the "Sutra of the King of Fudo Mountain".

From this, it can be seen that the second-generation patriarch who created the law is really a monster.

This method of horizontal training, the first condition is to have a strong physique with long ribs and ribs, in order to survive the terrifying real fire training.

At the same time, one must possess the nature of mind to kill suffering and the wisdom to realize the wisdom of Zen.

Only in this way can you penetrate the fourteen-character mantra and understand the real key to the mind.

"It is estimated that the second-generation patriarch is a great monk with beautiful eyebrows, a strong back, and a punch to kill the demon."

Ji Yuan restrained his distracting thoughts, no longer maintained his five-hearted posture, and slowly got up.

Limbs and bones, bones and flesh and blood, inexplicably have a sense of lightness that is transparent inside and out.

The ribs and ribs, which were originally beyond the realm of martial arts, seemed to be completely subdued and merged into the flesh.

It has become like an arm, and the power of the sledgehammer is no longer the same as before.

The tiger roars with the golden bell hood, and the dragon yin iron cloth shirt has two inner breaths.

Just like the air of water and fire, it is entangled in the waist and hips.

The Sanyin Slaughtering Demon Sword is like a dragon lurking in the deep, hiding in the hand and yin meridians, silently storing up.

The dragon and snake scriptures of the Fudo Mountain King sit in the center of the heart and control all the internal qi.

"In the past, I learned too complicatedly, and it always lost its purity.

Fighting against others depends on the blessing of fate.

With a strong physique, qi, blood, and vigor far beyond their own realm to crush the past.

It seems that the weak beat the strong, but in fact the strong beat the weak.

If you encounter the same accumulation of deep arrogance seeds, it is hard to say. "

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed with anger, fifteen lives were far from enough, and more were needed.

The six true lineages have a profound background, and the Ministry of War is even more arrogant.

Compared to these behemoths, he was weak and pitiful and helpless.

You must break the upper limit as soon as possible, upgrade your destiny, and strive to light up more destiny stars.

"Master, I understand again."

Ji Yuan said with a serious face.

"..."

The killing monk was startled.

Is this the unparalleled quality of the Wizards of the World?

Obviously only in a daze for a moment.

Martial arts understanding is actually improved?

"As expected, the old man, Meng Xuanji, likes to pretend to be tender even at his age, and will never do anything without a reason!

Especially after learning the method of Fulong, he hid in the Sheji Building all day to plan conspiracies.

He must have taken a fancy to Jiuro's shocking comprehension, so he took the lead and accepted him as a disciple! "

The turbid eyes of the killing monk suddenly lit up, like a flash of lightning.

Then he lowered his eyes and suppressed the anger in his heart.

He made up his mind to go out for alms later.

Whenever someone or a dog encounters Qintianjian, they greet them directly with their fists and feet.

If he can't beat Meng Xuanji, can't he cure his disciples and grandchildren! ?

...

...

At the same time, the sapphire lion upstairs in Jiuzhong shivered inexplicably.

That layer of fine hair, as thick as a large felt, was scattered again and again.

"what?"

Meng Xuanji, who was meditating and practicing Qi, opened his eyes suddenly, and calculated on a whim.

Then, with pity in his eyes, he looked at his own mount, who was unaware.

"Master, why are you looking at me for nothing?"

The sapphire lion asked suspiciously.

"I just thought that you have been staying in the building recently, and you rarely go out to ventilate.

It's better to go out for a walk these days, don't be bored with anything wrong.

Always eat and sleep, sleep and eat, sooner or later, like the raccoon slave raised by the queen, overwhelm the bed to sleep. "

Meng Xuanji warned with seemingly good intentions.

"Master is really warm, always thinking about me, woo woo..."

The green jade lion was moved to tears, and put the thought of not being able to take a half-step from the Qintian prison behind him.

It's time to go to a few hills outside Tianjing City to visit those good sisters.

The master is not close to women, but he can't live up to the ancient blood of the nine-headed lion.

You must work hard and work hard.

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...

The next day, it was just dawn.

Ji Yuan drank three or four bowls of red dates and wolfberry porridge, as well as Shiquan Dabu soup specially cooked by his aunt.

Work silently, digesting the fire for a while.

Then he went out with his second uncle to Dianmao, Fusi, Beizhen.

It stands to reason that he is a hundred households of the sixth grade.

There is no need to listen to orders at any time like Tiqi and Xiaoqi.

But Beizhen Fusi just arrested a group of people from the Yan Gang, Cao Gang, and Sanfenbantang the day before yesterday.

In order to cover up the real intention of investigating the minions outside the territory, the remnants of the rivers and lakes.

You can only continue to arrest people by using the previous name of sweeping away evil and evil.

And because this matter was initiated by Ji Yuan and Qin Wugou, it was naturally impossible for them to be the hands-off shopkeepers.

"Kiulang, you have been in too much limelight recently, and the Tianjing city is disturbed, so you have to be careful."

On the long street, Ji Chengzong reminded his nephew.

"For example, the Cao Gang and the Salt Gang, how much money do they send to officials at all levels of the Ministry of Household, as well as related minor officials in various prefectures?

The big business of tens of millions of taels was lost to the Beizhen Fusi.

How can those guys who get into the eyes of money not be angry and angry?

What's more, there is still the shadow of the Ministry of War in the back of the third half of the hall... In short, Kuro, be careful with everything. "

Ji Yuan nodded lightly and didn't say much.

The second uncle didn't know the inside story, so he was worried.

Changed to the usual, the hundred households of the sixth grade and the thousand households of the fifth grade touched the interests of the Ministry of Households and the Ministry of War.

If you don't have a backer to support you, stand up to the pressure.

I'm afraid that as many people as we arrest, we will release as many people as we can, and we won't be able to get half of the benefits.

But the situation is different now, even if there is no such relationship between Qin Wugou and Commander Ao.

The fact that He Yunchou was a minion outside the realm was enough to attract the attention of the Eastern Palace.

No matter how many discounts the adults of the household department put on, the Crown Prince will not pay attention.

Even if it is the memorial presented by the official second-grade official, at most it will get the result of "staying in the middle and not sending it".

"The prince can even take this opportunity to see what the rotten household is like.

How many people have received money from the Cao Gang and the Salt Gang is a moth of the country. "

Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes, the means of the Crown Prince of the East Palace was much softer than that of a saint.

It has always been the spring breeze and the rain, the balance between the left and the right, and the ultimate in the manipulation of power.

Although the Cao Gang and the Salt Gang were attacked, those officials who were involved should not move for the time being.

Most of them should be left to settle accounts after the fall, and gradually clean up.

This is also the reason why some generals are honorable and noble, thinking that the prince is gentle and weak, and it is not as good as King Yan's decision to kill.

In the market, it is often said that the most worthy saint is none other than the King of Yan.

"I don't know what kind of fate is Bai Xingchen?"

Ji Yuan thought about it.

I still remember that when the sage came to court, he once ruled the country with strict codes, and there was absolutely no idea of ​​not blaming the public.

Every time a major corruption case is discovered, people are killed, and hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of heads are lost.

Heilongtai’s dossier has a clear record that even though the officials of the prefectures and counties lived in the impoverished mountains, they went tens of thousands of miles away from the capital, and they were all terrified.

"Saints are punished severely, and crown princes are paid high wages to maintain integrity... They are considered to be one-off, one-literal and one-military, each with its own advantages and disadvantages."

Ji Yuan said goodbye to Nanya's second uncle, who was a clerk, and stepped into Beizhen Fusi, and sat in the main hall.

In the past, when he was a horse rider, he could only stand below and wait for dispatch, but now it was his turn to draw lots.

"Truly March Hedong, March Hexi, don't bully young poor."

Ji Yuan sighed with emotion for no reason, and then clicked Mao according to the roster.

"Only one person is missing from Tongguan? But if anyone knows, why is he not here?"

Li Yan hurriedly stepped forward and handed over to report:

"Tong Guan is the chariot in charge of his subordinates. He suffered some injuries the day before yesterday, and he is still at home to recuperate."

Ji Yuan hummed, but didn't take it to heart.

He personally interrogated a few of He Yunchou and Lei Falcon's henchmen, and he went up to three poles in the sun.

He was about to turn back to the back hall, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a figure stepping into the yamen.

His face was pale and sickly.

"Little Tongguan came to Dianmao, and I have seen Baihu adults!"

The man's footsteps were weak and his breathing was erratic.

From the yamen to the main hall, in just a few hundred steps, my forehead was sweating.

It can be seen that the blood is extremely weak, and it can be called a half-crippled body.

"Why are you injured?"

Looking at Tongguan, who was dragging his weak body to come over, Ji Yuan's brows were slightly warm, and he seemed to have a slight reaction.

"Little went to the Ministry of War to send a letter, but a slip of the tongue annoyed Lord Luo Longluo, a fourth-rank military attache, so I learned some lessons."

Tong Guan's blood surged, his face flushed, and he lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

"Rolong?"

Ji Yuan felt that this person's name sounded familiar.

"This Lord Luo has a third brother named Luo Lie.

Originally, he was a worshiper in the Cao Gang, but he was arrested along with Tang Nu and Zhou Xiao.

Sent to prison, and after a few rounds of torture, he lost his temper. "

Pei Tu told the truth in a timely manner.

"Luo Lie...he is a warrior of the Second Realm of Tongmai, is the means of chasing prison so cruel?"

Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes and saw that Pei Tu looked a little dodgy.

The mind is like a mirror, guessing the cause and effect.

Lin Lu colluded with the leader of the Cao Gang and planned to murder him.

It's not a secret to put it in the busy Beizhen Fusi.

Ji Yuan is Pei Tu's Shangguan, and his friendship is extraordinary, so he can be regarded as a trusted confidant.

The Caogang ship capsized suddenly, and Luo Lie fell into the hands of Beizhen Fusi.

As a small flag, Pei Tu, of course, has to take a bad breath for his own hundred households.

This is the benefit of power.

Many things do not need to come forward, do not need to do it in person, or even need to think about it.

The people below will do it properly.

"Master Luo of the Ministry of War has killed two younger brothers, but it is too domineering to take out my Beiya's Tiqi."

Ji Yuan's eyes turned cold as he tapped the table with his fingers, and said lightly:

"What's more, what kind of skill does he have to humiliate the younger generation by changing his blood?

Tongguan, right? You go home and talk about taking care of your body, you don't need to take a little more. "

He didn't blame Pei Tu for making his own decisions. Luo Lie had already written it down in a small book, and sooner or later his grievances would be settled.

As for Roron?

The revenge of killing the younger brother, and it is still two.

No matter how you look at it, it is inseparable and difficult to wash.

"How is the relationship between Lord Luo and his two younger brothers?"

Ji Yuan screened the crowd, leaving Pei Tu alone, and asked softly.

"The three brothers seldom interact with each other on weekdays, but Luo Long is a dutiful son, serving his old father who is sick in bed, and very obedient to his mother's words.

Mrs. Luo is also a master who helps relatives and does not help..."

Pei Tu stood with his hands hanging down, standing in the hall and said anxiously.

"It seems that it can't be good. If you don't want to give up, this official will send him a family reunion."

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows, restrained his killing intent, and said lightly:

"By the way, you and Li Yan will take care of that Tiqi named Tong Guan in the future.

He is a talent and worth cultivating. "

Pei Tu nodded and said yes, but a little doubt appeared in his heart.

Tongguan?

That kid usually has a stuffy gourd.

Wugu is also unremarkable.

He was caught by Ji Baihu silently?

In the future, I am afraid that I will rise to the top.

"Go down."

After Pei Tu resigned, Ji Yuan sat alone at the head of the main hall, leaning on the large chair, and couldn't help but say:

"This son is so terrifying! The little Beiya has the air of a prince!"

The Emperor Tiandao map trembled slightly, showing a brilliance, outlining several lines of handwriting.

【Tongguan】

[Fate: White Tiger Holding Sword]

[Fate: Commanding Soldiers (Green), Traitors (Blue), Powerful Officials (Green), Strong Luck (Blue), Cruel (White), Dragon Spirit and Tiger (White), Strong and Strong (White), Loyalty and Wealth (White) , the extremes of luck will be reversed (white), the great event will be cherished (white)]