Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

In a trance, Ji Yuan almost forgot everything about the outside world.

The flags outside Shuofengguan are like a forest, shouting to kill Zhentian.

These days, from time to time, Tan Wenying, who is still the Great General of Zhenbei, will order from time to time to advance towards the endless Daxue Mountain.

Every inch you move forward is paved with flesh and blood, which is extremely difficult!

All over the mountains and plains, the torrent of blue and black iron cavalry marches in the air.

Qi and blood are connected into one piece, like a mountain like a mountain.

Collision with those aliens who claim to be believers of gods!

Whoa!

In Ji Yuan's eyes, it was like fertile land, plowed out with a deep ravine that was incomparably bright red.

Terrible!

Looking at the center of the battlefield, the majestic qi, blood and essence are dazzling.

Every time it erupted, dozens of hills were flattened and cut off.

The people there are like ants and there are countless casualties.

"It's no wonder that saints can overwhelm the world and establish a humane dynasty.

There are sixteen more tyrannical elite cavalry soldiers like Fei Xiongwei! How can those Jianghu sects be opponents! "

Ji Yuan said with emotion.

He is the archer who defends the city, and what he does every day is to stimulate his inner qi and resist the cold.

And archery, and keep shooting arrows!

A big iron bow, ten bags of black gold arrows.

Even innate divine power can be exhausted to the point of exhaustion.

But the people who were transformed into the outside world, as if they could never be killed or killed, were constantly attacking the city wall.

Fierce not afraid of death, crazy and terrible.

"Are they still 'people'?"

After repelling a siege, Ji Yuan took a deep breath of cold air, his heart was cut like a knife, and the pain was severe.

His hands were trembling, and he could no longer pull the iron bow, so he had to lean against the wall to rest and breathe.

In such a harsh environment, the weak cannot survive at all.

Without enemies, heaven and earth will naturally take your life.

"This is the case in the land beyond transformation. Those evil gods descended from the void, infecting the qi machine, distorting life, and accepting all sentient beings as believers and resources!

The sage set up nine sides and used it as a solid barrier, in order to pacify the universe, eliminate the demon atmosphere, and change the world to peace! "

The incomparably young instructor Wei was also exhausted, but he was full of blood and his face was flushed.

Looking at the expression, I can't wait to rush into the battlefield with those flying bears and fight in blood.

Ji Yuan took a short rest, heard the sound of the horn, and stood up again.

Hiding behind the wall stacks, he pulled his bow and shot the outcast people rushing over from the flanks.

He and Wei instructor are both defending soldiers, not qualified to go out of the city to participate in the war.

A real Flying Bear Knight must wear a few hundred pounds of heavy armor, drive a red blood dragon and horse, and form a battle formation to charge.

Only the blood exchange level of the three realms can be achieved.

Three days!

Five days!

Ten days!

Ji Yuan fired thousands of arrows, honing his eyesight and mental strength,

Gradually immersed in it, and even almost forgot about refining fate

One year, two years, three years—

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly, the whole world "snapped", as if the bubbles burst.

Back to the dark!

"Suofengguan, Feixiongwei, Tan Wenying, people from outside the world..."

Ji Yuan opened his eyes abruptly, his pupils shrunk into pinpoints, and there was a strange feeling of seeing far and near.

Floating dust, flying mosquitoes, and even floating airflow!

All can see clearly!

"Is this the effect of refining fate?"

Shaking his head vigorously, Ji Yuan was surprised to find that it was not a hallucination.

In his last life, he had read a story about a sharpshooter practicing his eyesight, using his hair to tie the lice and watching it every day.

It is not successful until it is regarded as small as big.

Now, Ji Yuan opened his eyes.

Not to mention the dust smaller than a grain of rice, even the airflow around it can be clearly seen.

"Unfortunately, there is no bow or arrow in his hand, so he cannot perform archery."

Ji Yuan shook his head.

sink in,

Hook the map of Emperor Tiandao.

The content of the reflection about himself has already changed——

【Lord】：【Ji Yuan】

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

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

[Fate]: [One green, four white and one gray, the capital of Ding]

[Eagle Vision], [Boldness], [Dragon Spirit and Tiger Fierce], [Steel Iron Bone], [Archery], [Death]

"Accumulating the number of lives can improve the qualification evaluation of the number of lives?"

Ji Yuan was thoughtful, feeling that he had gained another little knowledge.

There are still many places to be excavated or understood in the scroll of the Emperor's Dao Map that he holds.

Like what is destiny? What does the horoscope represent?

Why Jishen? What is the god of evil?

These doubts are always entangled in my heart, lingering.

But Ji Yuan is not a meticulous temperament to get to the bottom of. Faced with problems that he can't figure out and solve at the moment, he will put it aside for the time being and talk about it later.

"Teacher Wei is three white and two gray, and Cheng Baihu is five white...

The former has a fate that brings negative effects, the latter does not. Maybe this is the reason for the rubbing seal, like [Death of the Blood], [Blood and Blood Decay], can't be refined? "

Ji Yuan guessed.

"And I have reflected so many people, no matter the strength of qi and blood, the level of martial arts, or the status, they are all five fates.

They are also the capital of the Ding, so it is the number of lives that affects the evaluation.

According to this inference, will there be a difference in the number of lives that each person can carry? The more powerful the existence, the more expensive and more fate? "

With all kinds of thoughts, Ji Yuan fell into a deep sleep.

The experience at Shuofeng Pass consumed him too much energy.

In the dreamland, there is still a cold wind roaring, the Shura scene of the iron cavalry rushing to kill.

...

...

collapse! collapse! collapse!

Three explosions!

As soon as the bowstring is pulled, it is released, like a full moon falling, tearing the air.

The three arrows were like shooting stars, hitting the red heart of the target three hundred paces away at almost the same time.

It is so powerful that the arrow penetrates the bullseye.

"What a great shot! Pulling a 120-pound bow, all three arrows hit the target... Brother Zheng's internal training is very deep!"

On a martial arts field with a radius of 500 paces, Zheng Yuluo, who was wearing a silver thread covering his forehead and wearing a solid white robe, stood upright with his bow drawn, calm and relaxed.

Instead of being complacent, he sighed:

"I heard that the elites outside the Jiubianguan, the 500-pound iron tire bows are drawn into a full moon, and they are qualified for ten consecutive times. This little skill is nothing compared to them."

Next to Zheng Yuluo, there was a circle of young men dressed in brocade and gorgeous clothes, all dressed up in strong attire, with strong vigor and blood.

They are all general disciples who came to participate in the martial arts meeting.

It was only just now that the man was slender, and in his twenties, he had already reached the crown.

He rubbed the jade wrench on his thumb and smiled lightly:

"The Nine Borders and Seventeen Guards are the most ferocious teachers of tigers and wolves in the Jing Dynasty, and the average person can't compare.

By the way, I heard that the elders in Brother Zheng's family are related to the Prince's East Palace. If so, why did they take the test of a martial arts hall in Tai'anfang in the outer city?

Ping Bai humiliated his identity without saying anything, and bumped into Yang Xiu, the martial arts lunatic. "

Zheng Yuluo narrowed his upturned fox eyes, raised his head and said:

"Brother Wu, I just want to see how well Yang Xiu, the wolf-guy, is!"

The young man who was called "Brother Wu" was the eldest son of the court minister, Wu Changling.

He once won the martial arts of Guangdaofang last year, and he can be called a talent with both civil and military skills.

"Yang Xiu offended Brother Zheng?"

Hearing Zheng Yuluo say this, Wu Changling was not surprised.

Yang Xiu is a recognized mad dog in Tianjing City.

If he hadn't been the adopted son of Duke Liang, he would have died thousands of times.

"Just vent your anger for your friends."

Zheng Yuluo was vague and did not want to say more.

"Yang Xiu is not easy to deal with. He has learned the martial arts of Liang Guogong's early years in the arena, and he has swallowed a horned python inner pill, which is infinitely powerful, rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and a martial artist with great conviction is no match. "

Wu Changling didn't ask any further questions, but smiled and said:

"Speaking of which, the outer city is also hiding dragons and crouching tigers. Besides Brother Zheng and Yang Xiu, there is also a chariot from Beizhen Fusi in Tai'an Square? What's your name?"

Zheng Yuluo changed to a heavier white bull bow, opened the bow again, and two arrows pierced the target again, and then said:

"Ji Yuan, Ji Jiuro, is a man with roots. His strength is like a tiger, and his appearance is of the highest quality, which is rarely seen in the inner city.

I voted for a famous post yesterday, and the invitation to come to the Wuhui was rejected.

This person has a very cold temperament. You must know that the first test is bow horse riding and archery. He was born in a civilian military household. Maybe he understands archery, but how good is he?

A strong bow costs dozens of taels of silver, and the cost is not small. I wanted to help him with the help of the martial arts club and provide him with big bows and arrows for training. "

Wu Changling took an iron tire bow, hooked the bowstring, easily pulled it into a full moon, and said softly:

"It's a pity that Brother Zheng has kind intentions, but to be honest, this technique of riding and archery is useless to crawl. Which marksman didn't feed thousands of arrows and tens of thousands of arrows?

The archers of Shuofeng Pass would shoot ten bags of black gold arrows and kill fifty enemies in a major battle.

That Ji Jiulang is strong and powerful, pulling up a thousand jins of copper pillars.

It is not enough to be strong in archery. It seems that in this first test, he is afraid that he will be screened out. "

Zheng Yuluo's eyebrows were a little depressed, and said regretfully:

"I want him to kill Yang Xiu's majesty."