Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 115 Subdue the dragon and tiger, condense the heart, and the green snake confuses the heart
Qiu Jin plate ribs!

The fourth cyan fate!
Ji Yuan's eyes flickered, and he made a check in his mind.

boom!
The Huangtian Dao Diagram shakes out the brilliance, and the ten shining stars shake together.

The 【Reinforced Iron Frame】, which was as white as the sky, collapsed like a meteorite falling to the ground.

Replace it with the green-spirited [Qiu tendon plate rib], condensed into a ball and hung above the sky.

"The muscles and bones are like a dragon, the body is like a god, and it can hold a huge amount of blood..."

Ji Yuan directly took this fate of strong strength and physique as his own.

At the same time, he experienced the sour feeling of being cramped and pulled out.

When [Qiu tendon and plate rib] is blessed on the body, every inch of flesh and blood suddenly riots, like a violent heaving of a living thing.

Skull, chest and abdomen, waist, limbs... Layers of dead skin slowly fell off, like a snake sloughing off.

The body was not inflated, but contracted and tightened a bit.

Pores are smaller and almost invisible.

The human body is like white jade, showing a lustrous luster.

sizzle!
The big tendons under the skin twitched crazily, like thousands of little snakes twisting and twisting, and finally turned into a ferocious horned dragon.

Click, click, amidst the sharp sound of the files rubbing against each other, Ji Yuan felt that the twelve pairs of ribs in his body were connected to the thoracic vertebrae and the spine.

Like a chain of locks, firmly integrated into one.

The internal organs are squeezed, and the big pump seems to spray out the strong blood.

"This... is the tendon ribs?
A warrior who has been in battle since ancient times, a kind of superior martial bone that is necessary for the world's martial arts saints! "

Ji Yuan's thoughts fluttered.

He had heard that anyone who possessed tendon ribs was born with supernatural power.

For example, before Baijia Zunwu, the overlord who turned out to be born!

When he was young, he was able to carry a tripod and beat all the heroes in the world.

In the Dasheng Dynasty 800 years ago, there was a county matriarch named Yang, and the rumors are also true.

As a son-in-law, he monopolizes the top spot in martial arts, relying on the incomparable strength brought by his tendons!

"With the Taiyin Star God in mind, visualize True Monarch Xuanwu..."

Ji Yuan had nothing in his heart, his stern face was flushed red, as if he was about to bleed.

Relying on the Huangtian Dao map to suppress his mind, he silently felt the earth-shaking and terrifying changes inside.

The physical body is turned upside down, sitting still.

One hundred and eight thousand pores breathe out, like a huge bellows pulled rapidly, bursting out bursts of roar.

In the quiet Nanmen Hutong in the middle of the night, there seems to be a muffled thunder.

The neighbors on the left and right were shocked, and they opened the door to check for the movement.

The life-killing monk in the west wing opened his cloudy eyes, and the dark room seemed to be lit by a bright light.

The empty room is white, and the spirit is restrained!
"Only reaching the second realm of Tongmai, you can subdue dragons and tigers without leaking blood.

This practice of physical fitness... is really rare among my peers!

As expected of the old monk's apprentice! "

Appreciation flashed across the skinny monk's eyes.

Among Taoist sects, there is a saying of beheading the red dragon and subduing the white tiger.

It means pure heart and few desires, self-harmony.

Avoid the leakage of essence and hinder future practice.

Once it is completed, the energy and blood will not leak, and the energy will always be at its peak.

No matter if you condense your energy, or exchange blood and cut bones, you will be faster.

It is a symbol of profound martial arts practice.

Even the Tianjiao species of the six true traditions may not be able to exist.

"The roar of the tiger, the roar of the dragon, the golden bell cover, the iron cloth shirt, the two forces are integrated into one!"

Ji Yuan didn't know the changes outside, the blood gas leaked out of the skin membrane, and turned into layers of sticky crimson air waves covering the whole body.

The whole person is like a huge oven, emitting a scorching light.

Like the Tai Sui evil star lingering in blood and fire, it is extremely frightening!
The muscles and bones are like a dragon, and the skin and flesh are like a tiger. When the two collide together, it's like fire and water.

Take your body to the next level!

"The heart is the residence of the gods, the master of the blood, the master of the veins..."

Ji Yuan silently recited the formula of Sanyin Demon Slaying Sword.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the tendons and ribs forming, I will use all my strength to transfer the inner Qi and blood Qi, and plan to gather the second Qi channel!
Boom!
dong dong!

Boom boom boom!
The heartbeat was like a drum, and with every shock, a large stream of strong blood flowed like a river.

Following the heart, violently wash the limbs and bones.

This is an extremely dangerous behavior. If the body is not strong enough, it will only break the mind and die from exhaustion.

But Ji Yuan's external training and internal training are both Dzogchen, plus the horizontal training of dragons singing and tigers roaring.

It was like a body of muscles and bones made of red copper and heavy iron. It was so strong that it could not be shaken.

"Through the meridians, open the meridians!"

I don't know how long it has passed, strands of thin silver-white threads spread all over his chest, condensing into a Qi vein.

call!
Ji Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, it was clearly late autumn, the dew was almost frozen, and the cold wind was like a sharp knife.

But this time he hesitated, like a furnace exploded, the scorching heat blowing away the coldness.

"The vitality is at least several times stronger. No wonder the ancient generals and fierce generals were able to continue fighting despite dozens of arrow wounds and knife wounds.

The heart pulse is [-]%, the qi and blood do not leak, unless the head is beheaded, otherwise it will be impossible to die for a while! "

The color of enlightenment flashed in Ji Yuan's eyes, and after several breaths, the protruding blood vessels and sinuous tendons on the surface of the body were all hidden under the flesh.

When he sat up, the tortured hardwood bed shattered.

The stone bricks under his feet sank immediately, as fragile as tofu, showing a deep footprint.

"The body has become heavier, the bones are heavier, and the heartbeat is slower... The bed has collapsed, it is time to change the house."

Ji Yuan carefully perceives and roughly judges. After completing the advancement of fate, he should be able to beat five of his previous self.

"It's not a problem to hit ten Lan Hong!"

With no place to sleep, Ji Yuan sighed softly, swept the floor, and sat down cross-legged.

Close your eyes and continue to carry blood.

He set a small goal.

Before next spring.

Gather the third Qi vein.

……

……

Early the next morning, a luxurious carriage stopped at the entrance of Nanmen Hutong.

A few healthy servants had sharp eyes, and swept over the idlers who came to watch.

They are all dressed in grey, tall and powerful, they look like guards of the rich and powerful mansions.

"Then Ji Jiulang is the top name of the martial arts hall in Tai'anfang, and he is about to be promoted to Beizhen Fusi. How can he still live in such a dirty place?"

Yang Ping'er covered her small mouth lightly, frowning displeased.

In her opinion, the long street, which can only accommodate a carriage, is extremely narrow.

Not to mention the drainage ditches, vegetable leaves, manure, and all kinds of filth, emit a foul smell that makes people sick.

"What's the difference between this and a pigsty!"

A look of disgust flashed across Yang Ping'er's eyes, and then she returned to her lovely appearance of talking and laughing at Yanyan.

The more impoverished people are, as long as they are given a little respect and appreciation, they will be grateful.

No matter how unruly a temperament is, seeing beauty, wealth, and a bright future, it will turn into tenderness.

I believe that Ji Yuan is no exception.

"You guys wait here."

Holding a silk scarf, Yang Ping'er carefully walked around the potholes and came to the dilapidated yard.

"Is Kuro at home?"

Just this sweet and greasy voice can make people feel the lively, delicate and graceful person.

"It's so early in the morning, it's really fucking unlucky."

Ji Yuan, who was about to go out after putting on a cloud eagle robe, heard the call, opened the door and saw that it was the third young lady from Liang Guogong's family.

"Why doesn't Jiulang welcome you in?"

Yang Ping'er's eyebrows and eyes were curved, as if she was full of affection.

"Smiling so sweetly, if I punch her, she should cry for a long time, right?"

Ji Yuan's brows sank, such a thought flashed through for no reason, and he shook his head and said:

"I'm the only one in the family. I'm a lonely man and a widow. I live in the same room. I'm afraid it will damage the reputation of the third lady."

What a pedantic mud leg!

Yang Ping'er squeezed the silk scarf a little harder, and said with a smile on her face:

"Jiulang is still thoughtful. No wonder Luo Sanlang often says that you are thoughtful and considerate."

Luo and Zhen only said this when they were full!

Ji Yuan was quite impatient in his heart, and asked in a flat tone on the surface:
"Why did the third lady come to the door?"

Yang Ping'er lowered her head and sobbed twice, her tears flickering, and then looked at the tall Ji Yuan, with a mournful expression on her face:

"To tell you the truth, Jiulang, my old father listened to the villain's slander and decided that you were the murderer who killed my righteous brother Yang Xiu, and he was furious at home a few days ago!
No matter how much I try to dissuade you, it will not help! "

Ji Yuan let out an "oh" and waited for the next article.

Such a cold reaction made Yang Ping'er startled slightly.

Is this man a log?
Isn't Duke Liang's name intimidating?

"Jiulang, don't take it seriously. My father has led the army for a long time, and he has always been a bit...overbearing. Once he is convinced that there is no reason to change, he will not tolerate others' excuses.

He said he wanted to question you, and no one could stop him! "

Yang Ping'er seemed helpless, and continued:

"He is very old now, and he can't do it himself, so he only sent a blood-changing expert from the Duke's mansion.

I know that Jiulang has an unruly temper, but the situation is like this, you might as well avoid it for a while, let me persuade you for a few more days, and when your father's anger subsides, it will naturally pass in peace. "

If Ji Yuan didn't know Yang Ping'er's fate, he might still be fooled.

After all, at first glance, these words sounded like he was thinking of him everywhere, and there was nothing wrong with it.

In front of the beautiful woman, she wept softly.

No matter how hard-hearted a man is, he is afraid that he will stumble.

Moreover, after Yang Ping'er finished speaking, Ji Yuan's spirits were shaken immediately, and he couldn't help feeling a little close in his heart.

Faintly, he saw a big green bamboo snake spitting out letters across the air.

"The fierce god that Yang Ping'er hit! It's a delusion to confuse my mind!"

Ji Yuan's heart trembled, and he quickly mobilized Huang Tian Dao Tu to suppress distracting thoughts.

In his fate, there are no auspicious gods or evil gods to protect his body, and he was almost hit by a moment of carelessness.

After realizing it, the ten lives shine brightly, and the big stars condense the appearance of martial arts and riding a dragon!
I saw the green and white two colors circulate endlessly, overflowing, and suddenly shook the green bamboo snake that was entwined.

"Well……"

For no reason, Yang Ping'er felt extremely depressed and dizzy.

It's like being caught in the air-conditioning, infected with the wind and cold.

Ji Yuan's eyes were indifferent, and he replied:
"Where does Third Miss think she should hide?"

"The Humble Garden is very good. With Tongbao Qianzhuang Luo's family as a shield, no one dares to trespass."

Yang Ping'er managed to squeeze out a smile, showing a charming look of pear blossoms with rain, her face like a peach blossom.

"I'll also go there often, to visit...Kuro, so you won't be bored."

Ji Yuan felt deeply in his heart, following the direction of the colorful script, he was afraid that after a few days of visits, he would be burned.

With the temperament of Yiluo and Zhen, it might be necessary to wear a cuckold with tears in their eyes, and silently offer their blessings.

The concentration of tauren is indeed a bit high!

It's a pity that once the evil spirit's bewitchment is broken, it will no longer be effective.

Ji Yuan restrained his thoughts and said calmly:
"Thank you for reminding Miss San, I will pay attention to it, please come back."

The two wooden doors slammed shut, blocking people out of the house.

Being rejected again and again, Yang Ping'er's two willow eyebrows stood up, and her chest heaved unsteadily.

Relying on her beauty and outstanding family background, she has always treated men as she pleases and asks for anything, without any disadvantages.

Even a vicious person like Yang Xiu was subdued.

Unexpectedly, he met Ji Yuan, who was as cold as ice and as hard as iron, completely puzzled by the amorous feelings.

"It's really weird. Why did I suddenly feel restless? Could it be that I didn't act well just now, so Ji Jiulang saw the flaw?"

Holding the silk scarf in her hand, Yang Ping'er became suspicious, and the green bamboo snake that didn't know it was curled up and moaned.

crunch.

The wooden door was pulled open again.

"After all, it is pity and pity..."

Before Yang Ping'er could express his joy, a skinny and skinny monk stepped out of the threshold holding a broken bowl.

She was so frightened that she quickly dodged and stepped into the sewage pit, staining her dress.

"Female benefactor, dare to ask, from which city gate will the masters of the Duke of Liang's mansion enter?"

The killing monk asked kindly and kindly.

　ps: [-] words are dedicated, there will be more later~
　
(End of this chapter)