Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

After Ji Chengzong left, Ji Yuan thought about it for a moment, and gave up the idea of ​​going to the Yamen Dianmao to explore the way.

Lin Lu is a hundred households, and they all say that the first level of the official university crushes people to death.

"Setting up a plan to kill my life, this routine can only be used once, and it won't work the next time.

The surnamed Lin also understood in his heart that if he wanted to kill again when the matter was exposed, he was in a hurry. The second uncle filed a lawsuit to the Third Judicial Division, and Heilongtai would be laughed at, and he would not be able to eat and walk away. "

Ji Yuan knows the truth that villains are like ghosts.

In the face of insidious people, the more timid you are, the more you will be bullied.

If they behave arrogantly, they will be apprehensive.

This is the so-called bullying and fearing the hard.

"Tongmai realm... The eight hundred households of Beizhen Fusi are the lowest in martial arts and the worst in ability."

Ji Yuan's eyes were slightly cold, showing ridicule.

Lin Lu's hundred households rely on the grace of their parents to fill the gap, and they have no real ability.

Moreover, his character is extremely poor. On weekdays, in addition to eating and taking cards, he is slapping horses.

In the workplace of the previous life, he was the most hated lackey in the company.

"There's not even a trace of 'Dao Yun'..."

While Ji Yuan was cleaning up the house, he inspired the Emperor's Dao map in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, but in the end, he achieved nothing.

"Antiques, calligraphy and painting, magical weapons, superior martial arts... It seems that we still have to start with these rare things that have gone through the years and come from famous masters, and the probability of extracting Dao Yun is relatively high."

The power of Dao Yun is, in the final analysis, a "trace" of a powerful existence.

People pass by to take pictures, and geese pass by to leave a voice.

Those who amazed their peers and overwhelmed the world's arrogant figures.

Even if thousands of years have passed, the remaining "spirit" will still span time and space.

Let future generations realize and continue the inheritance.

For example, the Hanging Temple is one of the six true lineages of the Jing Dynasty.

It is said that his ancestors retreated in the Houshan cave for more than 20 years, and finally succeeded, breaking through the supreme realm, and leaving a lifelike and impressive figure on the stone wall.

Every year, there will be outstanding disciples who are full of talent, enter into them to understand the true meaning of martial arts, and benefit a lot.

This is a different kind of Dao aggregate!

"There is definitely no way to go to the Hanging Temple. The six true lineages can't afford it... Speaking of which, 'I' still have some spare money, it's not easy."

Ji Yuan restrained his distracting thoughts and weighed the money bag that was turned out under the pillow.

There are fifteen taels of scattered silver coins in it, and in the jewelry box at the foot of the bed, there are also eight hanging coins.

These are the unexpected joys of cleaning up the house just now.

"It's a pity, for those who practice martial arts, it's barely enough to eat and drink by themselves."

Ji Yuan shook his head and put away his smile.

He is in the stage of convincing and exercising, and he spends a lot of food and drink every day.

As the saying goes, the poor are rich in martial arts.

Boil your body every day, and your appetite will naturally increase.

If you can't eat meat, you can't raise your energy.

There is a saying in the ancients that those who eat meat are brave and tough, those who eat grain are wise and skillful, those who eat qi are gods and live long.

This contains the unchanging principles of martial arts practice.

"What you eat determines how powerful an individual can be... Well, this fits the style of a big foodie empire.

The first level of martial arts, the realm of convincing, is divided into external training and internal training. I have only just entered the external training stage, and I have been polishing the muscles, bones and membranes for a long time, and I have a lot of appetite.

I heard that internal refining consumes more money, and you need to eat medicated meals and meals that nourish qi and strengthen blood. "

Ji Yuan thought for a while, and suddenly felt that the path of martial arts was completely a kryptonite career.

"That said, my future is very bleak! The chariot of Beizhen Fusi, the monthly salary of two taels of silver, plus one stone of rice, is a proper low-income class, not to mention martial arts, the surplus money saved in difficult years, go to Goulan, listening to music and playing tea, may not even be able to drink a pot of wine."

Tiqi patrols the streets three times a day to check for robbers.

To a certain extent, it is similar to Yamen catching fast.

All belong to the auxiliary police.

There are many things that are not officially compiled.

If something goes wrong, you have to be a cameo temporary worker to take the blame.

With this kind of work, many people have to squeeze in even if they break their heads.

Just because he became a charioteer, there is the possibility of becoming an official.

Even if it is difficult, it is still an opportunity.

The lowest flag of Beizhen Fusi is also from the seventh rank.

Walking outside, you are entitled to be called "adult".

"It seems that civil servants are iron rice bowls in any era."

Ji Yuan's eyes flickered, and his original idea became more firm.

The only way out for the underprivileged disciples in the previous life was to take exams and to do questions.

Putting it in this strange world of paradox, it was replaced by practicing martial arts.

The fastest step for Jing Chao to enter the body is Martial Dao!

"There is a clear distinction between superiors and inferiors in the Beizhen Fusi. It is not easy for a Tiqi to overthrow a hundred households and still be his own Shangguan."

Ji Yuan looked down at his cloud eagle robe and thought silently:

"The small flag and the general flag are blue and blue bullfighting suits, the hundred households are red flying fish suits, and the thousand households are given golden-winged Dapeng robes. The Lord is dressed in a purple-gold python robe, and is better than a prince.

Even what to wear is so particular that it is insurmountable, which shows that the class is strict. "

Looking at it this way, he was born from a non-aristocratic family and had no ties to the mountains.

Either do your best, or be a watchdog.

"My martial arts are mediocre, and it is difficult to achieve great achievements. This is destined by fate."

Ji Yuan ticked the corner of his mouth, as if he had finally found a suitable way out.

"I can't stand it... I have a plug-in!"

He has already experienced the power of Huangtian Daotu.

White Fate [Dragon Spirit Tiger Fierce], what changes is the body.

In addition to erasing the seriously injured state, it also filled the gap in physical fitness by the way.

The plentiful energy that fills all the limbs and bones is even more outstanding than before.

"[Martial Bone Pingping] is just a white destiny. If it can be advanced to cyan... the assessment of the martial arts hall may be passed."

Ji Yuan was a little excited, the imperial examination system of the Jing Dynasty was a combination of civil and military.

In addition to the literary exam every three years, there are also martial arts exams twice a year.

"Collecting Dao Yun, changing fate... This is the first thing to do.

Then participate in the assessment of the Lecture Martial Arts Hall, earn a background for himself, and deter the dog thief surnamed Lin.

As for how to clean up this person afterwards, that's another story. "

Once the plan was finalized, Ji Yuan began to execute it.

He took the knife and locked the door.

He walked out of Nanmen Hutong, and the hustle and bustle of fireworks rushed toward his face.

"Cooking cakes! Selling cooking cakes! Fragrant and delicious cooking cakes..."

"Tofu brain, smooth and tender tofu brain! Salty and sweet tofu brain..."

"Baozi, big buns with thin skin and lots of stuffing..."

Steamed buns, steamed buns, wontons with plain noodles in clear soup, these hot meals exude a tempting aroma.

A group of civilian hawkers either set up stalls or sold along the street.

The noisy and cordial voice made Ji Yuan, who was in deep contemplation, suddenly feel a real sense of returning to the human world.

Rebirth through rebirth, Emperor Tiandao map, fate number Daoyun...

Such things that are beyond common sense are gradually buried in the bottom of my heart.

"It feels good to be alive."

Ji Yuan sighed inwardly and spent ten cents to buy two oil pancakes and two bowls of bean curd.

A bowl of salty, a bowl of sweet.

The black robe with cloud eagle embroidered on it was so frightening that the stall owner almost didn't dare to accept the copper plate.

After all, it's really rare to see Tiqi or Catcher who pay for food and food these days.

"People are afraid of officials, but it's not a good sign."

Ji Yuan wiped his mouth after eating and went straight to Liulichang in Changshunfang.

Magic weapons are not easy to obtain, and superior exercises are even rarer.

Only antique jade, famous calligraphy and painting, maybe there is some possibility of missing.