Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 362 Heart Fire Like an Oven, True Martial Arts Sword Immortal

Back at the mansion, Ji Yuan really took out three Tiger Wolf Great Pills just as he said.

They were handed over to Tong Guan, Li Yan, and Pei Tu respectively, and took advantage of the situation to give some pointers on their martial arts.

"You are good at fists and palms, and you walk hard and fast, so there is no problem in learning 'Dashoubeishou' and 'Zhengyang Palm'.

It's just that your strength has not been practiced to the fullest, you can release it but not retract it, and when you punch wide open, you often overwhelm people with force.

Once you encounter the fingering technique that specializes in breaking fists, or strange weapons like the judge's pen, you will not get any benefits. "

Ji Yuan, with a golden sword on his horse, sat upright in the flower hall.

Looking calmly at Tong Guan who raised his fist to attack, he turned his right palm upwards, and released several wisps of energy from his fingers.

With only three points of strength, Pei Ran's palm wind, which was enough to open a tablet and crack a stone, was easily broken.

With a sound of "嗤", Tong Guan felt his wrist go numb, and his energy was released like opening a gate to release water.

The viscera suddenly throbbed, and the person froze on the spot like a rotten tree.

"This subordinate understands! Thank you for your guidance!"

Tong Guan clasped his fists together, sincerely convinced.

Although Ji Qianhu's martial arts realm is high, he only used three parts of his muscles and bones to break his very powerful throwing stele hand.

It is enough to see that this is not a simple level crushing!
"The essence of Dashou steles does not lie in toughness, but in skill and skill, and the gist of it is the word 'fall'!"

Ji Yuan said slowly, bent his left arm back, and punched out a palm with his elbow.

At the beginning, it seemed mediocre, and it didn't have much power.

But when he was about to get close, the hidden force in the palm suddenly spit out!

Like an iron tablet crashing to the ground, it was overturned and pressed down from top to bottom!
Tong Guan's eardrums buzzed, and when he heard a "bang", layers of air waves were set off like turbulent waves, rushing towards his face!

"This palm... I'm afraid it's going to slap me into a pulp!"

The hairs all over his body exploded. He knew that Ji Qianhu would not hurt him, but he still had the terrifying illusion of stepping half a foot into the gate of hell.

"Beating someone is like throwing a monument. When you exert energy, you must combine rigidity and softness, and switch as you like, so that you can gain the upper hand and not be afraid of being broken."

Seeing that the effect was achieved, Ji Yuan suddenly stopped the force of the explosion.

The fierce palm wind that was originally like a thunderbolt, turned into a breeze in the blink of an eye.

The free change between movement and stillness made Li Yan who was standing beside him stand in awe.

How could it be so if it wasn't for mastering every inch of muscle, every minute of skin membrane?
"Li Yanyi has a family education. He has practiced legwork and finger claws. The martial arts he chose are "Fengyun Step" and "Eagle Claw Kungfu". Combining the two, his body moves like a falcon pouncing on his food, extremely fierce!

Grabbing people's throats, poking people's eyes, piercing people's waists and eyes... The moves are fierce and ruthless, and the enemy in the same situation will almost always have the upper hand. "

Ji Yuan's current vision is so high and his martial arts is so deep that he has not lost to the seeds of the six true traditions.

Just glanced at Li Yan slightly, and caught a glimpse of the thick calluses on the tiger's mouth from the corner of the eye, and then sensed the route of the inner breath with the air machine, and found out the details of his subordinates.

His tone was flat, quite demeanor said:
"Your short board is that you have enough explosive power, but it is difficult to last.

When you encounter enemies who are fighting with you and going around in circles, you cannot end the battle, and you will fall into a disadvantage if you continue to stalemate.

With my waist card, I went to the black dragon arsenal to get a "Eight Parts of Vajra Kungfu". I must lay a solid foundation before I can go further. "

Ji Yuan threw out a red copper token, the front was engraved with a vivid golden-winged roc, and the back was the word "Ji" drawn on iron like a silver hook.

This is his waist card. With this order, he can freely enter and exit the Heilongtai arsenal, and exchange for martial arts, elixir and other merits.

"The subordinates are willing to be loyal to the adults and do the work of dogs and horses!"

Li Yan knelt down on one knee, respectfully, and took the red copper token with both hands.

That cold face that seemed unable to smile was full of excitement and surprise.

It is extremely difficult for a small banner official like him to accumulate meritorious service.

Even if it is to follow the Shangguan and get support, at most it will share some insignificant mosquito meat.

It will take three to five years to get what you need from the arsenal.

A solid backer like Ji Qianhu who spends a lot of money and never exploits his subordinates, but instead gives advice to Dandan, martial arts, and condescension.

It can be said that it is the only one in the two yamen in the north and the south.

It's no wonder that those colleagues are so envious of themselves on weekdays, they can't wait to join Ji Qianhu's family.

It's simple and easy to say that the superiors bestow favors, but few actually do it.

Money, martial arts, elixir... No one would be too short of good things.

Why do you want to give it to the bulls and horses under your hands who work hard and obey orders?

Only Ji Qianhu, who has an extraordinary bearing and a hero who doesn't pay attention to ordinary things, can show his generosity and make people willing to die.

"Pei Silang... there is nothing to say, serious martial arts are not suitable for you.

It is also good to practice light kung fu, body skills, concealed weapons and other miscellaneous knowledge that can save lives, and to be an all-rounder who is broad but not perfect. "

Ji Yuan glanced at the pretty boy Pei Tu and thought to himself.

"Based on this beauty, if he sneaks into Long Jun's command, he will not be able to be a flute boy, protect the Dharma or something."

After increasing the loyalty of his subordinates, Ji Yuan went back to the attic in the backyard and continued to practice.

His eyebrows twitched, the Muni pearl on his forehead shone brightly, and he spit out a drop of crystal clear nectar with rich energy.

This was the previous gift from the blood god, a top-grade treasure used to reconcile qi and blood and purify the inner breath.

After the map of Huangtian Dao was reflected, it was confirmed that there was no hidden means, so Ji Yuan opened his mouth and inhaled it, refining it into his body.

At this time, he has already stepped into the blood exchange eight times, and is about to become a great body.

The fighting body bred by the Muni Orb is like a baby embryo, gradually taking shape.

For a while, he stayed in the imperial prison to grab his fate, and to accumulate his own martial arts practice.

Ji Yuan benefited a lot, and gradually grasped the true meaning of the dharma body of fighting against the sky and breaking through the sky.

"Mountain King Fudo, Sanyin Slaughtering Demons, Emperor Court Body God, Yuan Magnetic Foundation..."

His eyes were slightly closed, and the wisps of void energy turned into stretchable white snakes, burrowing into the breathing mouth and nose.

Sections of mysterious scriptures twisting like dragons and snakes flowed through my heart like a gurgling stream.

Constantly changing, like molten red gold, surrounding the Nine-Aperture Stone Man sitting cross-legged in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

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Zhenwu Mountain is not only a sacred place of martial arts, but also a place of Taoist sect with a lot of incense.

After passing the "Tianxiafamen" archway, which is said to be carved by Lu Zu with a sword, climb the mountain along the wide and flat road.

On the way, there are Jiejian Pond, Washing Elephant Stone, and Hanging Immortal Coffin. These are well-known and have a fairy-like scene.

People can't help but stop and linger.

When you walk to the top of Taihe Peak, which is the main body of Zhenwu Mountain, you can see the continuous Taoist palaces that provide food, clothing, housing and transportation for outer disciples.

Thousands of people dressed in Taoist robes sit cross-legged in the Baiyu Square, exhaling in unison and feeding on purple energy.

It is enough to shock countless pilgrims and feel this true "immortal style".

However, this is not the whole picture of the Taoist Holy Land.

As we all know, Zhenwu Mountain is so huge that it is even called the Eighteen Great Peaks to worship Zixiao.

It means that except Taihe Peak, which is located in the center and stands alone in the sea of ​​clouds.

There are [-] other peaks rising from the ground, like stars guarding the sun and the moon, surrounding Zixiao Palace.

There are nearly a hundred small peaks remaining, floating and sinking in the surging sea of ​​clouds.

Look around, it's hard to see everything!
Moreover, there are many Taoist palaces and Taoist temples on Zhenwu Mountain.

There are more than [-] seats up and down, so the saying "five miles, one palace, ten miles, one view" is widely spread.

There was once a sincere pilgrim who made a vow that whenever he saw a Taoist palace or temple, he would go in and offer a stick of incense.

As a result, it took two years to go all over.

However, although Zhenwu Mountain is full of incense, there are many tourists and distinguished guests.

But after all, it is one of the six true traditions, and it is impossible to hide everything and open everything up to the outside world.

Apart from Taihe Peak, where the disciples of the outer sect live, the disciples of the inner sect nourish their energy and return to Longfeng Peak, where pilgrims and tourists are accepted.

Like Jingle Peak and Lotus Peak, which are occupied by the true transmission of the three major Dharma lines,

As well as Yuxu Peak and Danyang Peak, where you are the first to stay all year round.

These restricted and heavily guarded places are difficult for idlers to enter.

If anyone dares to trespass without the courage of the bear's heart, the end will most likely end in misery.

Duyang Rock on Xiaolianhua Peak is said to be the place where the disciples of the Taoist ancestor ascended to the Tao.

Its mountain is flying, shaped like wings hanging from the sky, and is famous for its beauty.

Logically speaking, this kind of good place should attract those who have passed down the Dharma lineage to rush to snatch it up.

After all, Zhenwushan has neither too many rules nor too many rules.

As long as it is promoted as the true transmission of any one of the three major Dharma veins.

From Lianhua Peak and Jingle Peak, you can choose a place for Jielu to practice at will.

Like "Yinxianyan", "Xuanyue", "Qiongtai", these scenic spots have a lot of background.

Always very popular!

There are even a lot of true teachings.

In order to find a satisfactory place to settle down.

He doesn't hesitate to gamble frequently with his classmates.

Therefore, it caused a lot of trouble.

The Taoist who is in charge of the precepts has been provoked many times to mediate.

But this side of Duyang Rock is really quiet.

It seems to have been vacant for a long time, no one came here.

"It's not a coincidence to meet each other this time. The courtyard is full of beautiful scenery and a small cave. A sword flew away in the air, and the old Longmian was startled in the Dongting..."

The clear and long chant resounded through the forest, it turned out to be a young Taoist with delicate features, leaning on the back of the big green bull.

As if sleeping but not sleeping, seemingly awake but not awake, he opened his mouth and recited Lu Zu's poems.

This scene fell into the eyes of those pilgrims and tourists.

Mostly I want to praise it, it's full of style!

But the next move of the young Taoist completely destroyed this immortal demeanor.

He first pinched his nose with his hands, then scratched his feet, and finally put it in front of his nose and smelled it, hehe laughed and said:

"Daniu, get some more hares and pheasants today, so that I can fill the Wu Zang Temple. I haven't seen oily meat for a long time. I'm hungry."

Such an attitude is no different from a cow herding boy on the ridge in the countryside, not half of the ethereal loftyness of the people of Zhenwu Mountain.

The outrageously big green bull that looked like a hill snorted, and suddenly spewed out a stream of white air.

With a "crack", it was as if a heavy object hit a sandbag, and the wild boar weighing several hundred catties fell to the ground suddenly, and died with two grunts.

"This... has a lot of meat, wouldn't it be a waste if I didn't finish it!"

The young Taoist muttered, but he jumped off the big green bull's back nimbly, ready to pick dry wood to start a fire.

As for such things as disemboweling, skinning and dismantling, how could he, a Taoist priest of Zhenwu Mountain, do it.

Naturally, it must be handed over to Daqing Niu.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun is really too greedy... No, it's too cruel."

The young Taoist turned his head and saw that Daqingniu was still proficient, so he felt relieved.

Half an hour later, the bonfire was lit, and wild pork was roasting on the rack.

The oily flowers burst forth, exuding a tantalizing aroma.

Before the young Taoist could move, an old Taoist with white hair and a childlike face appeared.

The "slap" was just a slap, and the back of the head almost flew off!

"You villain! You will eat all the birds and beasts in Duyangyan! How can such a killing thing be tolerated in the holy place of Taoism and the place of pure cultivation!"

The old Taoist glared angrily, and made a gesture to raise his palm to take a picture. He glanced at the wild boar meat that had been roasted until it was almost ripe, and hummed:

"Hurry up and get a piece for Teacher Wei, and taste it!"

The young Taoist covered the back of his head, smiled obsequiously, and quickly took it off and handed it to the old Taoist.

"Master, don't you know how miserable the disciples have been these few days, the Qingyang lineage insisted on making a big show of Daozu's birthday, attracting all the pilgrims from the mountain to pay their respects.

Disciples have to unravel lottery, preach to people, and deal with people in the rivers and lakes who will fight at the slightest disagreement, and that’s all. Qingyang’s lineage doesn’t pay wages, but only provides fast meals..."

The young Taoist looked aggrieved and pitiful, and vomited bitterness to the old Taoist.

The latter ate two mouthfuls of well-roasted wild pork, scratched his head and said:
"Just bear with it, Qingyang's first seat is also for the good of our Zhenwu Mountain.

Around the New Year's Eve, if you don't take advantage of the good time, attract some incense.

Where did the talisman consumables, medicinal materials for alchemy, palace repairs, and the eating and drinking of the inner and outer disciples come from this year?
A teacher can eat wind and drink dew, can you do the same? "

The young Taoist gave a smug smile and replied:

"Having said that, the vegetarian meals are more or less decent.

What they eat in the Qingyang bloodline is the medicinal porridge boiled with Polygonatum and Poria cocos, how come to my Taiyi bloodline, there is only clear soup and little water left. "

The old Taoist sighed, and with a sad face, he sat on the ground without style, shook his head and said:

"Putting this here, treat it as a complaint and forget it. Don't go to your Uncle Yan to gossip. He just broke a favorite disciple, and he is a powder keg that explodes at one o'clock."

The young Taoist ate the meat, curled his lips and said:
"Sun Zhao's incident was his own fault, and Master Yan also went beyond the rules.

Before his own disciple could establish the true biography, he passed down "Huang Tingtong Nervous", but it hit the iron plate of Beizhen Fusi.

Do you still want to seek revenge with others?

Besides, I heard that His Royal Highness King Yan was present at the time.

How many lives does Uncle Yan have, enough to fight a five-realm master from the martial arts temple? "

The old Taoist is also feasting, for fear that he will be slower than his apprentice.

But when he heard the young Taoist's words, he slapped the back of the head again, almost knocking him to the ground.

"How can you increase the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige! What happened to the military martial arts temple? Our Zhenwu Mountain is not afraid!
They have the Six Struggles to destroy cities and pull out strongholds, and we also have the most lethal sword to cultivate Taoism.

King Yan's vicissitudes are powerful, but your Master Yuwen, who leads the lineage of Qingyang, is not a vegetarian. "

The young Taoist was hit again, and almost dropped the barbecue on the ground.

He took the initiative to move a few steps, choosing to stay away from the master who moved his hands and mouth, and then said:

"Uncle Yuwen is known as the 'Dao Sword Immortal', and he is on the list of mountains and rivers, so I naturally know that.

But King Yan is a prince, so he may not be able to ascend the throne in the future, and his arms can't twist his thighs, so why fight so hard.

Furthermore, this time Taiyi's lineage suffered a great loss, even if they want to find a place, it should be you as the first master. "

The old Taoist was taken aback for a moment, and it made sense after careful consideration, so he said:

"Forget it, Taoism is inaction, peace is the most important thing, fighting and killing is harmful to dignity.

It's just that Xu Huaiying, the true descendant of Qingyang lineage, seemed to have been severely injured by Beizhen Fusi.

The news just came back to the mountain gate. "

The young Taoist rubbed his hands, watching the bustle without hesitation said:
"True biography? Are we going against Beizhen Fusi? The Taiyi line broke an inner sect, and the Qingyang line even lost the true biography.

What did Uncle Yuwen say?Sword to Tianjing?Fight with Ying Du, the leader of Heilongtai?
The battle between the two great geniuses at the pinnacle will definitely shake the world, so you must watch it! "

Snapped!
The old Taoist waved his sleeves expressionlessly and swept away, knocking the young Taoist who was inexplicably excited.

"Your Uncle Yuwen practiced swordsmanship hard and hasn't been down the mountain for nearly ten years.

How could it be possible to go to war because of the conflict between the sect's true biography and Beizhen Fusi.

What's more, where is Tianjing City?A great genius may not be able to stir up huge waves.

Tan Wenying, Chen Baimei, Ying Gan...there are also saints in charge.

There is a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair for warriors all over the world, and it is not easy to break into it. "

The young Taoist rubbed the back of his head, regretfully said:

"It's a pity, the past 20 years have been uneventful, not to mention the peak battle of the great innate, even the battle between the masters is rare.

This kind of arena is very boring, master. "

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes, looked up at the sky, and said softly:

"That's because... all the masters in the world have a heaven-reaching mountain on their heads.

Since the saint is above, then the dragons and snakes in the world will naturally swallow their breath and hide and hibernate.

No one dares to lead the howling wind and clouds, and travel for nine days. "

"Master, you said that the sage's retreat lasted for 20 years, is it successful or not?"

The young Taoist approached the master, trying to wipe off the oil stains on his hands.

The old Taoist seemed to have expected it a long time ago, so he slapped him on the ground and cursed:

"As a teacher, this is new, a heartless villain!"

Then he paused again, hesitated and said:
"Is a saint successful? It's actually... hard to say.

If he really breaks the shackles of the sixth heaven, your Uncle Yuwen should be aware of it.

Whether it is a death or a promotion, a great innate figure will resonate with the world, and no one can hide it. "

The old Taoist frowned, looking at the ever-changing clouds, he murmured:
"But if it doesn't work out, how could it be possible to sit in prison for 20 years?"

(End of this chapter)