Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 182 Ninth Grade Qi Practitioner, He Is My Brother

Master Jianzheng's registered disciple?
The autumn official on the sixth floor of the Sheji Tower?

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows, feeling a little regretful.

Why is it that the masters and experts he attracts are all skinny or gray-haired old men?

Couldn't there be some female masters with peaks gathered and waves like fury, so that they could challenge their bottom line?
Slightly refraining from distracting thoughts, Ji Yuan cupped his hands again and said:

"I don't know if you are serving as a teacher, but what are your requirements?
The boy has a bad temper and never obeys discipline.

If you don't ask clearly first, I'm afraid you will run into Lord Jianzheng. "

Seems like a bit of pushback?

Mr. Yi, who was sitting at the top, had a slightly condensed face, with a few wrinkles on his stiff face:
"Ji Xiaoyou, Lord Jianzheng has taken in a total of six disciples,
Except for the two masters on the left and right, the rest are exploring dragon veins in various prefectures and mapping mountains and rivers.

Usually, there are no rules and regulations to abide by. After all, Mr. Jianzheng stays on the ninth floor of the Sheji Building all year round, neither seeing guests nor going out.

Furthermore, Ji Xiaoyou, you are a registered disciple,
It's just that there is a master and apprentice status, which is more relaxed.

There is only one thing to remember, under the prison gate,

No one is allowed to interfere in the affairs of the court, especially the dispute over the country. "

Ji Yuan lowered his eyes and thought to himself:
"Why did the supervisor suddenly accept himself as an apprentice?

If it is said that I have a strong qi and good luck,

It is just the prime minister of the feudal lord, and he is expected to be the king in the future.

There are several similarly powerful figures among the six true arrogances.

How could he be able to impress a worldly leader like Jian Zheng?
Don't meddle in the court, interfere with the country... I always feel that there is something in the words. "

Ji Yuan thought about it for a while, but he still couldn't find any clue.

After a while, he bowed slightly, cupped his hands and said:

"Thanks to Master Jianzheng's valuing it so much, I am willing to honor it as a teacher."

After turning countless thoughts in his mind, Ji Yuan still didn't refuse.

It's not that Qin Tianjian gave too much.

the reason is simple.

First of all, the prison is the minister of the humerus that the saint relies on, and his own double cultivation of law and martial arts ranks among the best in the world.

It belongs to a very thick thigh and can be used as a talisman at critical moments.

When he beheaded Yang Xiu, there would be no shortage of revenge and plots from the Duke of Liang's mansion.

We must find a tiger skin to pull the banner.

Secondly, joining the Qin Tianjian will not affect his future career, which is different from the situation with the killing monk.

As for meddling in the imperial court and interfering with the country?
I am only a hundred households of the sixth rank, what confidence do I have to get involved?
Besides, thinking of Prince Bai Hanzhang's noble luck enough to be crowned king and emperor, and his superficial wooing behavior.

Ji Yuan wished to stay away from these bad things, so as not to be involved again.

There are rumors in the market that the five dragons are in the same dynasty, and they are fighting each other.

The crown prince is so powerful, what would the saint, King Yan, King Huai, and King Ning look like?
Under the real dragon, there are four big Jiaos.

Fighting and biting each other must be a frightening movement of ups and downs, lightning and thunder.

Once involved, can it really be safe and sound?

"Then from today, you are a member of Qin Tianjian.

Later, the old man will ask Jin Lanzhou to take you to the registration list, and distribute Qiuguan's official robes, waist badges and the like.

By the way, Ji Xiaoyou, if you have any request, you can say it together. "

Mr. Yi seems to be satisfied, although he doesn't know why Master Jianzheng suddenly moved to accept Ji Yuan as a registered disciple.

From the results of the technique of observing the qi, this young Baihu did not have spiritual roots in his body.

Even if one is born with spiritual eyes, he is unable to absorb inspiration, and is doomed not to be able to practice Qi.

"My boy would like to ask, after joining the Qin Tianjian, can I freely look through the many classics in the Sheji Tower?

I heard Mr. Yi's words just now, which aroused my strong interest in numerology. "

There was sincerity in Ji Yuan's eyes, without any evasion.

"That's natural, the Sheji Tower is divided into nine levels, according to the rank of Qi practitioners.

You are the autumn official on the sixth floor, and you can read any solitary miscellaneous books under the sixth rank. "

Old Mr. Yi replied seriously.

He didn't expect that Ji Yuan, as a vulgar martial artist who tempered his blood, would actually have a willingness to learn.

This persistence is not easy, and it is worth cultivating.

……

……

On both sides of the yamen of the Ministry of War, there are bronze statues of Bi An.

These are the nine sons of the dragon, majestic and intimidating.

Luo Long, who was wearing a fourth-rank military officer's black tiger patch, was sitting in the back hall, holding a thin piece of paper in his hand.

His face was as sinking as water, and his anger was like a raging undercurrent. Even if he didn't show it, there was still a terrifying aura.

The person who sent the message was a Yunying Tiqi, who was so frightened that the two trembled and broke out in cold sweat.

"Is this what your Commander Ao told me?"

Luo Long's tiger eyes stared round, and he spat out his palm lightly.

The high-quality Xuanhua paper stamped with Beizhen Fusi's great seal was instantly shattered.

"Reporting to Lord Luo, Commander Ao gave the message... This is not only his intention, but also... the intention of Governor Tan and Jiang Shangshu."

Yunying Tiqi seems to be stuttering, he is only at the level of external training, how can he resist the oppression of a master of blood exchange.

"Governor of the Five Armies! Minister of the Ministry of War!"

Luo Long's eyelids twitched, and he looked at the open space in the courtyard at the back.

There was a stretcher covered with a sackcloth.

"My second brother, Luo Meng, was originally a soldier in the army and horse department, but died in Wannian County. He was said to have colluded with the remnants of the Jianghu, intending to murder the hundred households in Beizhen Fusi.

My third brother, Luo Lie, is not promising, relying on his superficial martial arts of Tongmai Second Realm, he hangs out with a bunch of gangsters all day long, and asks Tang Nula to make a small enshrinement in the Cao Gang.

Now my second brother has not passed his first seven days, and the third brother was beheaded for public display.

Those are my siblings who grew up together and call me 'big brother' brother!
Could it be that he died for no reason?Let you Beizhen Fusi splash dirty water? "

Luo Long got up abruptly. He was of medium stature, with a rough appearance and a beard like a steel needle.

A very standard image of a soldier of the Ministry of War.

"Lord Luo, the Fusi of Beizhen was ordered to enforce the law, to eradicate gangsters and evil, the Cao Gang, the Salt Gang, and the Three and a Half Churches were all severely targeted.

Regarding the matter of your third brother... please let me know with condolences. "

Yunying Tiqi reluctantly stated the original words of his commander, and beads of sweat fell on his forehead.

It seemed that the person standing in front of him was not a living person, but a huge oven with strong firepower.

Terrifying energy and blood filled this spacious room like a mighty river.

"Sorrow and change? Your brother died, can you pretend nothing happened?"

Luo Long asked with a sneer.

"Reporting to Master Luo, the younger one is an orphan without father and mother, let alone brothers and sisters."

That Yunying Tiqi replied seriously.

"roll!"

Luo Long was silent for a moment, then shouted angrily.

The turbulent air wave tore and turbulent, like a strong wind blowing from the ground, tossed that honest Yunying Tiqi out.

With stumbling steps, his not to mention strong body was like a gourd, and he stumbled several times in a row.

His head hit the hard bluestone slab heavily, making several cuts, bleeding profusely.

(End of this chapter)