Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 185 The Injured Killing Monk, Fudo Mountain King Sutra
The next day, early in the morning.

The morning mist in late autumn floats slowly, exuding a sense of dampness and coldness soaked in the bone marrow.

Ji Yuan wore a thin tunic, and opened the doors and windows to let out the old and take in the new.

The maidservant in the outer room heard the movement, quickly called hot water and served tooth powder, and wanted to help Ninth Young Master to wash up.

There are one or two shameless hoofs, blatantly peeping at the strong and well-proportioned body.

The masculine aura of martial arts practitioners smoked Xiafei's cheeks, making their delicate bodies numb and unable to close their legs.

"Put it aside, you don't need to do it."

Ji Yuan was not used to this kind of personal care, and felt like he was being taken advantage of.

A pure yang body with no leaks of essence and energy can be easily broken.

But in the past few days, my aunt has stewed tonics every day.

Like sea cucumber custard, male duck soup, charcoal-grilled oysters.

After eating, his energy and blood became strong, and it was a bit difficult to resist.

The second uncle went too far, trying to take advantage of the danger, and specially put a few young and beautiful maids in the outhouse.

He said that he was serving daily life, but he actually had other thoughts.

"I'm only 15 years old and I have to bear the heavy responsibility of inheriting the family... Can the Liaodong Ji family expect me to flourish alone?
Unless I go to print the two fates of [Golden Spear Never Fails] and [Ye Yu Ten Daughters], I'm afraid I will be hollowed out. "

Ji Yuan wiped his face first, then rinsed his mouth with tooth powder.

After he was cleaned up, he put on black clothes.

Stepping out of the main room to the courtyard, he opened his fists to exercise his energy and blood.

The moves are moving very slowly, as if every push will encounter infinite resistance.

The streams of air flow turned into white waves, which then turned and surged, like huge waves stacked on top of each other.

Indistinctly, the body glowed with a faint luster.

There seemed to be the lingering sound of the roar of dragons and tigers reverberating, disturbing the sudden changes in the surrounding situation.

With such a violent momentum, those maidservants shrank in the corner of the corridor with little stars in their almond eyes.

【Fifth Qi Meridian】

【22 days】

【Three realms of blood exchange】

【two hundred and five days】

While Ji Yuan practiced his boxing with concentration, he moved the red dragon eye in his left eye, and several lines of ancient and clumsy handwriting appeared in front of him.

"The time for Qimai to condense has been shortened by 20 days, and the time for promotion and exchange of blood has been shortened by 62 days.
On the one hand, because of my hard work, I have never slack off in practicing martial arts,

On the other hand, with the blessing of Fifteen Destiny Numbers and sufficient martial arts resources, the speed of cultivation has been greatly increased. "

When he got the two Great Meridian Condensation Pills rewarded by Beizhen Fusi, he could try to hit the fifth and sixth Qi Meridians.

Open up the body meridian and the Chong meridian, so that the inner energy covers the whole body, like an iron coat, invulnerable to ordinary sharp weapons.

This is Dzogchen Tongmai!
15 years old.

Martial arts climbed to the third level.

Be worthy of the title of Wizards of the World.

"Good apprentice, I haven't seen you for a few days. Your martial arts seem to have improved again. You are worthy of being a closed disciple of your master."

The life-killing monk, who hadn't shown up for a long time, did not know when he would return to the mansion, still holding the broken bowl in his right hand, standing under the porch.

The monk's robe was slightly dusty, as if he had driven a long way.

"Where did the master go for alms? There has never been a shortage of food for the master in the mansion, so why go out to ask for a vegetarian meal every day."

Ji Yuan restrained his fists and feet, and his powerful blood, like a huge oven, was gradually absorbed into the skin and flesh shell.

"This old monk is a monk, so how can he stay at home without taking a step?"

The killing monk said with a sharp smile:

"That night, I was so quiet and thoughtful, I went out of the city to visit some old friends I knew, but I didn't expect to meet some vicious gangsters along the way.

In order to save them, the old monk delayed the return journey. "

Ji Yuan nodded lightly, not caring whether the words were true or not.

The killing monk is a master of the four realms who opened up the sea of ​​​​qi and condensed the true energy.

The world is so big, most places can be visited, and there is no need to worry too much about it.

"Has the master ever eaten breakfast? Why don't we go together?"

Ji Yuan took the initiative to invite.

He just wanted to ask a few questions about practicing martial arts.

After a while, the two sat in the flower hall.

Several servants brought a pot of porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat, two plates of appetizing sauerkraut, and more than a dozen pieces of buttered noodle cakes with beef rolled.

Ji Yuan was feeling hungry, so he picked up two thick pancakes.

Dip it in porridge and sauerkraut, and start to eat it.

The life-killing monk didn't pay attention to chewing and eating slowly, his thin and shriveled body was like a bottomless pit, which couldn't be filled no matter what.

The two of them really looked like master and apprentice, they quickly swept away the food on the table like a storm.

Ji Chengzong, who watched from the side, clicked his tongue, and repeatedly asked the back kitchen to continue making pancakes.

He thought to himself, where did his nephew pick up such an old monk.

Such a frightening amount of food, I'm afraid I can't afford it in the past.

"Master, I have consciously practiced the Dragon Chanting Iron Cloth Shirt and the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover to Dzogchen,
The body of horizontal training is close to the limit, and there is no way to advance.

Dare to ask, is there any way to break through? "

Ji Yuan asked generously after eating and drinking enough.

He has now accumulated 1 points of white Dao aggregates and [-] points of blue Tao aggregates.

It is completely possible to directly advance to the advanced exercises.

"You have to be careful and budgetary in your life, and you must not miss any chance to go whoring for nothing."

Considering that diligent and thrifty housekeeping is a good virtue, Ji Yuan decided not to be ashamed to ask his subordinates.

After all, no matter how much the killing monk is a wild fox, his vision and knowledge are much deeper than his own.

"Good apprentice, martial arts is divided into four types: beating, killing, raising, and practicing.

And because of their different realms, there are many chapters.

For example, the golden bell jar and the iron cloth shirt you have practiced should be the method used by the monks in the Xuankong Temple to temper their qi and blood, which only covers external training and internal training.

Although your kung fu is more advanced, but after all, you can't get rid of the stereotype of external kung fu and hard kung fu. "

The life-killing monk wiped his mouth and said carefully:

"Tongmai is the way to nourish qi, luck, and condense qi, nourish the inner breath purely, move it as you like, and condense it deeply.

No matter how hard your golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt temper your blood, you can't do it from the outside to the inside. Naturally, you will encounter bottlenecks in horizontal training and it will be difficult to make progress. "

Hearing the words, Ji Yuan seemed to be enlightened, and his thoughts were clear.

Of the few martial arts he has practiced, the Sanyin Killing Demon Sword is the method of fighting and killing.

There is no buff to one's own body and mind, only to enhance one's own killing power.

Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Jar and Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt are methods of nourishment and refinement, combined with several fates such as [Qiu Si] and [Dragon Elephant Vigorously] to create a solid body far beyond the second level of Tongmai.

"As my skills improve day by day, I can't keep up with my cultivation and martial arts."

A look of enlightenment flashed in Ji Yuan's eyes, and it happened that he made great contributions to the Black Dragon Terrace and got [-] points of merit.

Enough to exchange for more suitable superior martial arts.

"Good student, as a teacher, there is a method of horizontal practice, called the "Mountain King Sutra".

Because of the great emphasis on muscles and bones, very few beginners. "

The killing monk sighed softly in his heart, he was originally a wandering monk.

If they hadn't bumped into Ji Yuan by chance, they would have had a master-student relationship.

He left Tianjing long ago and went to other places.

Now there is a little more entanglement, and it is difficult to get out of it.

"Master, I have just made meritorious service and am about to be promoted, my official career is very good, and my future is bright.

Therefore, it is really not acceptable to shave or become a monk. "

Ji Yuan shook his head.

Of course he was greedy for the so-called "Fudo Mountain King Sutra", but he didn't want to deceive the killing monk.

"I thought about it for a while, since our lineage doesn't shy away from meat, wine, sex, or killing.

What is the difference between a layman and a monk? If you are willing to take over the mantle of the old monk.

In the name of master and apprentice, it is not actually..."

Before the life-killing monk finished speaking, out of the corner of his eye a glimpse of a Qi trainer in a green and white official robe appeared outside the flower hall.

It was Jin Lanzhou from Qin Tianjian.

"Jiulang, in a blink of an eye your official position is several ranks higher than mine, but in the future you have to be honored as official Ji Qiu."

Jin Lanzhou strode over excitedly, cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"This is the official robe, the uniform, and the badge for entering and exiting the Sheji Tower.

As well as the few handwritten life books you asked about yesterday, they were all written by Yuan Tiangang, and I brought them all for you.

By the way, you have been accepted as a disciple by Master Jianzheng. This is a great and gratifying event, a great joy, and we must invite you to a table to celebrate..."

The secretary Lang in the Sheji Tower hadn't finished speaking when he felt a strong aura.

It was as if a dragon elephant was walking on land, exuding a great threat, which made him smile slightly.

Jin Lanzhou turned his head to look, and saw the skinny old monk sitting opposite Ji Yuan.

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his tone was quite resentful:
"When...when did you recognize someone else as your master?"

　ps: later, there are ~
　
(End of this chapter)