Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 361 The sect of ghosts and gods, Ksitigarbha protector, the choice to promote the fierce god
Ji Yuan sat cross-legged in a prison cell surrounded by copper walls and iron walls, breathing in his vitality, and his whole body was in harmony with the sky.

The ten qi channels are like celestial pillars across the sky, supporting the violent vibration of the muscles, bones and membranes.

There was a series of crackling explosions, Qi and blood poured down like a river, making a great noise like thunder.

Relying on the tyrannical physique of the sinews and ribs, as well as the solid accumulation of the triple heaven of exchanging blood.

Ji Yuan broke through to the tenth floor of the "Twelve Stages of the Golden Bell Cover" that had just advanced.

It's like a billowing heat flowing through the limbs and bones, soaking every inch of flesh and blood.

The big red python clothes were blowing like the wind, and the black hair was flying, exuding an incomparable aura.

The already pure inner breath, like a rough iron embryo that has been beaten thousands of times, is becoming more and more solid.

"The "Golden Bell Cover" is a tough skin. After upgrading, it feeds back the internal organs from the outside to the inside, making the inner breath stimulate energy and make it more vigorous."

Ji Yuan flicked his fingers, using only the force of his muscles and bones to shoot out a wisp of invisible energy.

There was only a "crack" sound, and extremely deep tiny holes were blasted in the copper and iron walls about two feet thick.

If the flesh and blood were hit, a terrifying hole the size of a fist would be dug out immediately.

This shows the power!

"Now I only use my physical body, and I can still fight the fighters of the blood-changing third heaven."

Ji Yuan was in harmony with his heart, quietly absorbing the infinite insights of the Nine-Aperture Stone Man, and silently thought:
"While practicing martial arts horizontally, there is a saying of 'covering the door'.

This "Twelve Gates of the Golden Bell Jar" can actually eliminate the weak points one by one.

After practicing to the tenth floor, there is only one inch left in the door.

If you go one step further, there will be half an inch left.

After Dzogchen, it completely disappeared. "

He slowly opened his eyes and clenched his palms slightly.

The majestic qi and blood are like a golden ocean, almost rushing out of the body.

The entire prison cell was brightly lit by the raging fire, and the cold mist permeated everywhere, making the sound of "chi chi".

Like melting snow on a big day, it dissipates in an instant!
"At this time, I am lucky enough to punch out with a punch, I am afraid that I can easily kill myself at the Xiaohanshan Civil and Military Kui Meeting..."

Ji Yuan flashed such a strange thought, and said softly:

"It's no wonder that there is actually not much difference between blood-changing third-level cultivation and bone-hardening.

Only the level of casting body, even if it is only a line away, if you deal with it carelessly, you may end up in a sudden and disastrous end!
Because the further you get to the back, the competition is your own accumulation and heritage.

Even without my intervention, I feel that Xu Huaiying can't beat Yu Qingfei.

The giant spirit combat body, the Spring and Autumn Saber Intent, and the killing moves of military masters and martial arts... are enough to overwhelm the personal transmission of Zhenwu Mountain, who has just completed the Shenxiao Taoist body. "

While thinking, Ji Yuan stood up.

During this period of time, he harvested Dao Yun and accumulated martial arts, which greatly benefited him.

Now that he has mastered martial arts, it's time to leave the imperial prison.

Rumble!
The robes fluttered.

With Ji Yuan standing up.

It's like pulling out the Dinghaishen needle and shaking it!

The white air waves shaking in all directions fluctuated, layer upon layer.

Wave after wave, they slapped against the iron wall.

The tall and straight figure in python clothes is like a majestic mountain moving sideways.

Every step you take is like dividing water and chopping waves, with the momentum of "swinging your arms to the sky, stomping your feet to shake Kyushu"!

"The muscles and bones are strong, the inner breath is strong, and the breath is strong..."

Ji Yuan stopped still, repeated breathing several times, and quickly adapted to the rapid breakthrough of "Twelve Gates of the Golden Bell".

As for the other one, the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu", which is advanced from "Iron Cloth Shirt", seems quite satisfactory.

Because of the blessings of the two cyan fates of [Qiu Jin Rib] and [Dragon Elephant Vigorously].

Ji Yuan's physical strength and strength of muscles and bones are already close to the limit that can be achieved by exchanging blood.

If you want to go further, you can only break the shackles.

When the casting body is completed, stepping into the fourth heaven, it is completely extraordinary and free from vulgarity.

Then, towards the flow of immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons, forge ahead and transform, and transform into a dragon and become a Taoist!

"Without the Emperor's Dao map, with my innate talent, I'm afraid it will take another two or three years to reach the Third Heaven of Blood Exchange."

When Ji Yuan walked out of the Jiazi prison, he happened to see Zhou Laotou, who was holding an ancient bronze lamp.

This aging old man who was like a candle in the wind chuckled and said with a hoarse smile:

"Congratulations to Mr. Qianhu, your meritorious deeds have improved a little, your foundation has deepened a little, and you are already worthy of being called a 'seed of a master'."

Ji Yuan's brows twitched lightly. With his sharp five senses now, how could he fail to detect the terrifying energy and blood hidden in the body of the prison guard guarding the prison.

Just like the brilliant sun setting on the western mountain, at this time, it is trying its best to restrain the light and heat, only waiting for the moment of sublimation.

Under a real outbreak, it might not be a problem to fight off a five-level master.

While his thoughts were flickering, Ji Yuan did not neglect, and bowed his hands in return:

"I've been bothering you for a few days, please forgive me."

Zhou Lao bowed his head, turned around to lead the way, and said softly:

"Master Qianhu is being polite, it's no big deal to get rid of a few heretics who are doing evil.

You can come and go frequently in the future, and the demons imprisoned in the four levels of prison are more vicious.
It just so happens that you, Mr. Qianhu, have such vicious methods as you, to use some methods to sharpen your anger. "

Ji Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously thought, I'm being spotted by the old man again?
He came to this world without much luck or romantic debt.

Only the elders who are over half a hundred years old and half buried in the soil are particularly attractive.

The killing monk, Qin Tian Jianzheng, and that old man Shen who didn't know his origin...

"Even if the sage suddenly leaves the seclusion tomorrow and asks to accept me as a godson... I won't be surprised."

Ji Yuan murmured silently in his heart that he had always had rather complicated emotions about his "elderly fate".

Although it is quite practical and has many benefits, it sounds like there are no fairies and witches vying for their arms, which is very useful.

"Speaking of which, this time I have accumulated a wealth of Dao aggregates, as well as Yin virtues and good deeds.
It's time to be promoted to the god of fate. "

With his hands behind his hands, Ji Yuan climbed up the stairs while feeling fluctuating.

Jishen Sanshan Jiuhou is now in his hands, and there is no need for promotion for the time being.

On the contrary, it is the day tour god who suppresses fate, because he has devoured many ghosts and refined a large amount of Yin Qi in the prison, and has already met the conditions for promotion.

Just one step away.

"It's just bull's head, horse face, black and white impermanence... These evil spirits are either yin and virtue, and they need a lot of good deeds.

Either it is not quite what you want, and it is difficult to fit yourself.

Not so easy to find. "

Ji Yuan frowned slightly.

Within the map of the Emperor's Way of Heaven, the triple ranks of heaven, earth, and human beings spread out slowly like a road to heaven in an instant.

The shrines are densely packed, standing like forests, stacked on top of each other, like mountains.

His eyes wandered around, suddenly blessed to the soul.

From the corner of my eye, I saw that there seemed to be a different and fierce god in the route of "Zong of Ghosts and Gods"!

Each is a shrine dedicated to two people.

One has a blue face and green clothes, and the other has a red face and blue clothes.

"Ksitigarbha Protector, gain or lose two generals?"

Looking at the ancient and clumsy handwriting in front of him, Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little moved.

"It takes three thousand engravings of good deeds and evil virtues, and I'm still a little short to make up for it.

It would be great if you sent a minion of the Four Gods to your door..."

The eyes of this young Qianhu flickered, thinking of Yang Ping'er in Liangguo's mansion, and the strange Shuiyun Nunnery.

Just uproot it.

Not only harvest a lot of good deeds.

You can also get a lot of rewards from the big brother Blood God.

By the way, you can make another contribution.

It can be called killing three birds with one stone.

"Master Ji, if you come to the prison in the future, just give me an order."

The low and hoarse voice of the old crow of the prisoner Zhou interrupted the murderous intent floating in Ji Yuan's heart.

"This is the iron order to enter and exit the prison. With this item, you can freely come and go to the first four floors of the prison."

Ji Yuan nodded lightly, raised his hand to take it, and smiled kindly:

"Thank you for the convenience of the prison boss."

Between the eyebrows, a crimson flame suddenly flashed.

With a light movement of the condensed Muni Orb, this Iron Order of Suppressing Prison was collected in a square inch.

"It's just a hands-on effort."

Zhou Lao shook the old rusty bronze lamp with his head, and the flame rose several feet, as if a tongue of flame was spewing out.

The deep void is like water waves rippling, opening a Zhang high door.

When Ji Yuan stepped out of the imperial prison, Xiaoqi Tongguan who followed him had already been waiting for a long time.

He pressed his waist knife, lowered his head and said:
"Reporting to my lord, according to your instructions, Beizhen Fusi sent someone to ask for the lottery of the Civil and Wu Kuihui.

Two days ago, Shuiyun Temple had delivered the prescriptions and pills to the mansion.

After Xu Huaiying was injured, she was invited to recuperate in a separate hospital in the Duke of Liang's mansion, and she never showed her face.

As for that Miss Yang San, she would go to Shuiyun Nunnery for several hours every day to clean up... What she did, I can't figure out the details for the time being.

By the way, the son of the South Korean prince came to the door a few days ago, it seems that he wants to discuss with adults.

There is also Master Xuanming of Xuankong Temple, he has also visited several times..."

"It's crowded, everyone wants to find me."

The corner of Ji Yuan's mouth twitched, he stayed in the imperial prison to practice in seclusion, and naturally ignored all kinds of trivial matters.

But this gentleman of Qianhu has always been considerate in his work.

Even if he broke into the battalion of the soldiers and horses in the five cities, he openly beheaded the guest minister of the Duke's mansion.

It is also a serious decision after careful consideration, not a whim of passion.

Therefore, Yu Qingfei, Xu Huaiying and Monk Xuanming were suppressed on Xiaohan Mountain, and Yang Pinger's civil and military leaders were disturbed.

Ji Yuan used the hidden informant of Fusi in Beizhen to quietly follow the Duke of Liang's mansion to see what the other party was doing.

This kind of small method may not be of much use to martial arts masters who come and go like the wind.

But in Tianjing City, where there are many nobles and nobles, at least he can roughly grasp the situation.

In order not to fall into a trap unknowingly like the time in Huangliang County, be intercepted and killed on the way, and be forced to forcibly break the situation.

"Xu Huaiying is recuperating at the Duke of Liang's mansion... I am afraid that the meat bun fell into the dog's mouth.

The disciples of the Dragon Lord have always taken pleasure in playing with the emotions and desires and inducing darkness in people's hearts.

The more spotless a person is, the more unrestrained he is after falling, and it is difficult to hold on to himself. "

Ji Yuan shook his head and smiled when he heard the words, he was a descendant of a wealthy family like Xu Huaiying, who was a direct descendant of the true lineage, and it was not bad to meet the minions of Qishi, Blood God, and Nuzun.

It is nothing more than breaking the situation with wisdom, overcoming others with strength, and dealing with uncleanness with tranquility.

On the contrary, when meeting the disciples of the Dragon Lord, it is the most difficult to detect the danger, and they often fall into the Tao without knowing it.

Because of the word love, immortals and Buddhas are hard to break; the thought of desire is even more so.

As the saying goes, the tomb of heroes in Wenrou Township.

Over the 3000-year history, such examples are common.

The most famous allusion is none other than Youwang Fenghuo Opera Princes.

"Monk Xuanming probably came here for the descendant of the hidden vein of Huangjue Temple... Yu Qingfei is a martial idiot, so it's not uncommon to find someone to learn from, and it's easy to pass.

On the contrary, Shuiyun'an, who had no activity, and Yang Ping'er, who harbored evil intentions, should be resolved as soon as possible. "

Ji Yuan suppressed his distracting thoughts, glanced at Tong Guan, and said calmly.

"After you place your order, come to my house to get a Tiger Wolf Great Pill."

"Master Qianhu! This subordinate...will not be rewarded for nothing...I am ashamed..."

If Tong Guan was struck by lightning, he immediately froze in place, speaking incoherently for a while, not knowing how to answer.

How could he not know the value of a Great Pill, the most common Blood-changing Pill and Yijin Great Pill are all worth tens of thousands of taels of silver.

And you can't even buy it!

Not to mention the divine pill from the ancient cave!
Such a good thing, used to buy a small flag?
It's like giving a sword to a child.

Even Tong Guan felt that it was a waste.

So he quickly refused, not daring to accept it at all.

"Don't worry, it's not just you, Li Yan and Pei Tu will both reward you with one.

Tiger wolf great pill can increase strength, strong momentum, and raise the heart of tiger wolf!

But for me, it's of little use. "

Ji Yuan said calmly, as if casually:
"It's best to wait until you have condensed your Qi meridians before you start refining... the realm of convincing qi, the viscera are not strong enough to grind through the alchemy with a shell of gold and iron.

If you swallow it rashly, it will be harmful to your body. "

The excitement in Tong's concern is beyond words.

This Tiger Wolf Great Pill is enough to push him from the first realm of subduing Qi to the second realm of Tongmai, and he is even expected to exchange blood for the third heaven.

With this martial arts cultivation alone, his future achievements will not be bad.

Maybe... I can hope for a seat in Baihu?

"Thank you, sir, for bestowing a wealth of wealth and a great future on my subordinates!"

Tong Guan took a deep breath and clenched his hands into fists, wishing he could bow down on the spot.

"Is this the transmutation of Qi?"

This scene fell into Ji Yuan's eyes, but it was different.

Under the reflection of the Huangtian Dao map, the [White Tiger Holds a Sword] fate in Tongguan suddenly shines brightly.

The originally mediocre flimsy temperament instantly became intense.

Like streaks of light spurting thinly, they soar into the sky and gather into a stormy situation.

As the saying goes, the cloud follows the dragon, and the wind follows the tiger.

The appearance of wind and cloud is an extraordinary symbol of the traitors and heroes of the past dynasties.

"White tiger holds a sword. Only when you meet a nobleman can you take advantage of the momentum and become a powerful minister...I never thought that I would one day become someone else's backer and nobleman."

Patting Tong Guan's shoulder casually, Ji Yuan smiled lightly and said:

"I value you very much, don't let me down."

Tong Guan bent his waist even lower, and the fierce expression between his brows became more and more profound.

It is like a piece of uncut jade sweeping away the dust and revealing its brilliance.

I saw him say in a deep voice:

"This subordinate will never dare to live up to Master Qianhu's expectations!"

With this voice falling to the ground, the void three inches above Ji Yuan's head suddenly vibrated.

The strong aura he gathered seemed to have absorbed something, and it suddenly increased twice.

Afterwards, [Foot on the Seven Stars] fate also radiated bright light, rising like the sun.

"There is also good luck that feeds back... It seems that in the future, when you meet those good seedlings with extraordinary fate and extraordinary circumstances, you might as well take them under your command.

Maybe it can also break the strange saying that it is difficult for ordinary people to "become emperor". "

Ji Yuan's thoughts turned and he thought to himself.

The so-called "everyone".

It means that the five generations of ancestors have never had a high official.

Nor do they belong to the collateral stems and branches of the wealthy family.

Such a background.

It is equal to being poor and white.

There is no shelter from the shadow of the ancestors at all.

The temperament is inherently worse.

No matter how good the situation is.

It is already the limit to become a marquis and become a king.

If you want to change your luck and get the appearance of "becoming an emperor", it is extremely difficult.

Throughout the ages, few people can do it!
"Actually, to me.

It is enough to be the commander of Beizhen Fusi.

Marquis, king, emperor, and emperor are the four changes of luck.

The emperor rules the four directions, and the emperor commands the heavens.

This kind of mighty power... is really unimaginable.

Impossible, I was really favored by a saint.

He insisted on accepting me as a godson and letting me take over the throne... There is no such thing as pie in the sky. "

(End of this chapter)