Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 14 Weighing the bones for fortune-telling

"Forget it, if you insist on joining the martial arts hall, I can't stop you.

Liaodong Ji Jiulang, come here to register, and tell me where you are in the Yamen, where your ancestral home is, and your parents' names..."

The courier stroked his mustache, shook his head and sat back behind the table.

Inside the city of Tianjing, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

There are so many young and energetic people.

If you just rely on your passion and don't have any real skills, you will hit a wall sooner or later.

Putting down the pen, the pawn took out a wooden sign with the word "Wu" engraved on the front, pointing the way:

"Take the token and go to the outer courtyard to find Coach Wei.

Ask him to weigh your bones, and only after you have passed this test can you be considered for admission to the martial arts hall and be eligible for the martial arts exam. "

Ji Yuan cupped his hands in thanks.

Checking the three generations on the top and recording the dossiers on the bottom are the necessary procedures for the public examination.

When passing through the training ground, he glanced at those seventeen or eighteen-year-old young people.

All of them are full of qi and blood, powerful fists and feet, and have achieved great levels of external training.

Putting it in Fusi of Beizhen, it can be regarded as a young talent.

But in the martial arts hall, it's just barely qualified.

"This should be the last batch that the official said.

Compared with the honorable class with more resources and wider connections, the children of military officers who only have martial arts from their families are naturally a head behind. "

Ji Yuan thought to himself, wondering how powerful the top generals in Tianjing City are?

Convinced in one realm, and even opened up the Qi veins?
He just wanted to earn a reputation as a martial artist, so that he could overwhelm the hundred households surnamed Lin.

As for winning the big competition, winning the first place in 36 Fang Tianjing?
It is unrealistically ambitious.

While the thought was flashing, Ji Yuan came to the outer courtyard.

He saw seven or eight figures standing in an open space, all young men under twenty.

For ordinary people, the threshold of thirty is passed.

If you can't practice internally, if you can't lock your energy and blood, it will be difficult for you to advance in martial arts.

Therefore, there is an age requirement for entering the lecture hall.

If you exceed 25, you will not be selected.

"Why do Fusi from Beizhen also come to take the martial arts exam?"

"Tiqi, who has no rank and no rank, is not a hundred households or a thousand households. How can he compare with the fame of Wu Juren..."

"That's right, but the competition in the Twelve Squares of the outer city becomes more and more fierce every year, so it's really hard to get ahead."

"..."

Ji Yuan's Yunying robe was very eye-catching, and it attracted a lot of attention as soon as he entered the outer courtyard.

He didn't care about other people's speculation and scrutiny, he looked calm and approached.

"Here comes another one, hand in the token, and then weigh the bones in order."

That coach Wei looked majestic, with a straight nose and a square mouth, and a beard.

Nine feet tall, with big arms and round waist, he has a sense of burly and majestic.

Ji Yuan handed over the wooden sign and stood in the queue, waiting for the assessment.

He is quite confident, the white fate [steel and iron bones], the color of Dao Yun almost forced a blue light.

Coupled with the blessing of [Dragon Essence and Tiger Ferocity], it will never be a low-grade evaluation.

"Thinking about it, you also know that since 3000 years ago, a hundred schools of martial arts have respected martial arts, and this peak has been raised by the sages time and time again, and it has become the law of all races in Xuanzhou!"

Teacher Wei's voice was like thunder, full of energy.

Scanning around, everything was passed by his eyes.

Inexplicably, there was a feeling of being hit by lightning, and the hairs all over his body exploded.

Those generals who came from extraordinary backgrounds immediately restrained their frivolous looks and became peaceful.

"This is an understatement."

Ji Yuan understood clearly and continued to listen.

"Achievement in martial arts depends on luck, determination, and diligence...but these conditions cannot be judged simply.

Therefore, the martial arts hall follows the method of weighing bones promoted by the great master Yuan Tiangang 800 years ago to select talents. "

Coach Wei walked to the middle of the open space, and saw five heavy copper pillars of different thicknesses standing in a row.

"What is the method of calling bones? Its full name should be 'bone-calling fortune-telling'.

At that time, Yuan Tiangang, who was at the top of the world, believed that what is outside a person is the appearance of the skin; what is inside the person is the appearance of the bone.

From the outside, one can judge one's complexion, one can judge good or bad luck, but one can judge one's aptitude inside, one can judge one's endowment.

The minimum standard of the martial arts hall is the middle and lower level of martial arts.

If you can't even reach this level, even if you practice hard day and night, if you don't have many chances, you will hardly achieve anything in your life, and you won't be able to break through the two realms. "

Coach Wei pointed to the five copper pillars and explained.

"The so-called bone weighing is to make an evaluation from the strength, qi and blood, etc., and accumulate them to get the distinction between the strength and weakness of the muscles and bones."

Suddenly, someone asked curiously:
"Coach, we already know the method of weighing bones, but what about the 'fortune-telling method'?"

Coach Wei didn't reprimand, but shook his head and said:

"Warrior bones are superior and inferior, and so are fates.

Yuan Tiangang said that the lighter a person's life is, the thinner his luck will be.

Two or two, is a life of hard work, when there are many difficulties, the body is cold and the bones are cold and lonely;

Six taels is the fate of Qingyun, purple clothes and gold belts are the ministers, wealth and glory can be the same... It is said that the most important number of fate is seven taels, a born saint, a rare fate, and accumulated goodness in ten generations.

Of course, these are Taoist principles, and there are countless things to do.

Yuan Tiangang got into it and studied it all his life, but in the end he didn't understand how to change a person's fate, how to create a person's fate, and how to form a person's fate chart. "

Teacher Wei's words made Ji Yuan's eyes twinkle, thoughtful.

He silently wrote down the second name in his heart, Yuan Tiangang.

"Okay, don't gossiping, have you seen these five copper pillars?

Strength, qi and blood are divided into five classes, dragon, elephant, tiger, ox, and horse.

As the old saying goes, five horses cannot divide their corpses, and those born with supernatural powers!
Whoever of you can move the two copper pillars, be as strong as a horse, and as strong as an ox, will be considered a pass. "

Head Wei opened his tiger eyes wide and asked loudly:

"Who will come first?"

"Me! Zhao Tong!"

A black-faced young man in a brocade robe strutted forward and stepped out of the crowd.

Full of confidence, he jumped directly over the first palm-wide copper pillar, and hugged the second thick disc-like pillar with both hands.

"drink!"

The black-faced boy exerted all his strength, the muscles in his arms swelled in a circle, and the big tendons collapsed, and his blood burst out.

Feeling the heat hit the face, causing everyone to be shocked.

"This Zhao Tong is the number one expert in the Huben Army, the second son of Captain Zhao Meng! He practiced the family tradition of "Small Monument Slayer", and he has mastered it externally. He really has some skills!"

Ji Yuan's five senses are good, and he heard someone muttering.

He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye. It was a handsome young man wearing a silver silk forehead and rich clothes.

Boom!thump thump——

Zhao Tong's blood surged up, his face flushed red, his muscles bulged like earthworms, and he looked hideous.

He hugged the solid cast heavy copper pillar, and walked five steps in the open space, leaving deep footprints.

In the end, his strength was exhausted, his hands loosened, and he let go, panting heavily.

"The strength is as strong as an ox, but the breath...is a little short, and I will use more refreshments for internal exercises in the future."

Coach Wei waved his hand to signal that Zhao Tong was qualified.

"Next, who?"

"I'm next Zhang Erhe! Willing to give it a try!"

Five short boys with short stature stepped forward eagerly.

The result was just barely lifting the first copper post.

Coach Wei didn't say anything, and said in a deep voice:
"continue."

that's it.

The two copper pillars were constantly being displaced.

Some people passed, some people lost.

The best results so far are Zhao Tong and that handsome young man wearing a silver thread on his forehead.

One moved the second copper pillar and walked five steps;
Another lifted the first copper pillar and swung it like a wheel.

The former is strength and the latter is breath.

"Tai'an Fang Ji Jiulang."

Soon it was Ji Yuan's turn.

As the last bone candidate.

All eyes were on him.

"The first one... is a bit light."

Ji Yuan held the copper pillar representing the power of a horse, and put it back in place with ease.

"Lifting a weight as lightly as possible has some skills."

Coach Wei's eyes moved slightly, showing approval.

But before he could make a comment, Ji Yuan turned around and walked in front of the mighty copper pillar.

The muscles of the whole body tightened suddenly, clasped both hands together, took eight steps, and landed gently.

At this point, the two copper pillars were juxtaposed again without any difference.

"Whose family is this? The Duke of Yue or the Marquis of Yangwu? It's so fierce!"

"The strength is far greater than that of a horse or a bull!"

"When did Beizhen Fusi produce such a character?"

"..."

This is like blowing up a pot.

Others talked one after another.

On the court hall, the princes of Gungun bowed their heads and did not see them, but looked up.

Under the court, the same is true for their children and offshoots.

Regarding the 36 martial arts lecture halls in Tianjing, what kind of powerful opponents do they have?

Those generals who are rushing for fame and fame have already inquired clearly in advance.

Who knows, this is Tai'an Square in the outer city.

Ji Jiulang suddenly appeared, which was unexpected.

"He went to the third copper pillar!"

The handsome young man with the silver thread on his forehead frowned, with a look of disbelief.

When did the outer city become so intense?

Placed in the inner city, those who usually pull out the copper pillar of tiger power are very few.

Can this young Tiqi from Beizhen Fusi do it?
Ji Yuan's mind was empty, and the blood in his body was boiling hot.

He entered the martial arts hall for the sake of fame.

You can show off, why hide your clumsiness?

He has pulled out the third copper pillar!

"Fortunately, Xu Zongqi gave me an internal breathing method, which gave me enough strength to give it a try."

Ji Yuan breathed out, his muscles and muscles entrenched like a horned dragon, producing endless energy.

He staggered his hands, one up and one down, and put them on the copper pillar that weighed a thousand catties.

The whole body is united with the waist and the horse, and the whole body exerts strength!
"rise!"

Exhale and make a sound, like thunder exploding on the ground.

The ground paved with long strips of blue bricks forcibly sank an inch, leaving two potholes.

boom!
The Huli copper pillar, which had not been moved for five years, rose from the ground under the horrified eyes of all the candidates, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust!
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