Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 6: External Refinement, Internal Refinement, White Bone Bodhisattva

"The picture of the Bone Bodhisattva's Bliss Night Banquet... I don't know if it's true or not, but this painting can provide 150 points of white Dao aggregates. It's a good thing!"

When Ji Yuan went out for a trip, his net worth was halved directly, but he didn't feel any distress.

The Emperor's Dao Map reflects Daqian, and believes that everything in the world has Dao Yun.

But there are also strengths and weaknesses.

Those extremely ordinary antique calligraphy and paintings, mountains, rocks, plants and trees.

Not even a single ounce of Dao Yun's power is enough.

Where did you get it.

"Ten taels of silver, not a loss."

Ji Yuan smiled slightly.

The Lingnan businessman was not happy at first, thinking that he wanted to catch a leak, so he directly asked for 200 taels.

Seeing that Ji Yuan turned around and left without any regrets, he was willing to make a move.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. It's better to have a meal of wine for ten taels of silver than to keep such an unlucky fake.

"I won't go to the Town God's Temple today, save it for next time, 150 points of white Dao Yun... I don't know if it is enough for [Wu Gupingping] to advance the number of lives?"

The goal has been achieved, Ji Yuan lost the interest to continue wandering.

With the painting bag in his right hand, he turned around and left Liulichang.

Walking all the way, the bustling is unusual.

Cars and horses are like dragons, and tourists are like weaving.

What a prosperous scene!
"Compared to the Liaodong Army Town, it really is a difference between cloud and mud."

Ji Yuan shook his head.

Tianjing is the first good place, with two cities inside and outside, and 36 squares in east, west, north and south.

Enough to accommodate millions of people, it is the first-class city in Xuanzhou!
However, this world is no different from the previous life in some places.

For example, the closer to the central area, the more unaffordable the housing prices.

For example, the inner city belongs to the residence of dignitaries, princes, dukes and ministers.

Especially the mansions near Zhengyang, Chongwen, and Xuanwu Qianmen.

If there is no backing of thousands of taels of silver, the "intermediary" of the dental office will not even bother to look at you.

Usually only court officials of the fourth rank or above, and noble families with prominent family backgrounds can afford to live there.

Therefore, there is a joke in Tianjing City.

After entering the inner city, go to the first three gates.

Throwing ten bricks will definitely hit three or four servants and one or two generals.

If you're lucky, you might even meet the Duke of the six ministers.

It is also for this reason that the three religions and nine streams are basically entrenched in the outer city.

In case one day you are unlucky and hit the iron plate, you will suffer a disaster.

"Live a new life and want to live a better life, but I still can't escape the trouble of buying a house. Living in the capital is not easy."

Ji Yuan sighed for no reason.

With his little salary as a Tiqi, even if he works steadily for a lifetime, it is estimated that it will be difficult to move into the inner city.

"In addition to saving my life, keeping this cloud eagle robe, and defeating Lin... I have to think of a way to make money."

Ji Yuan walked back to Tai'an Square where he was, and the things in his hands became more and more.

Five catties of stewed beef wrapped in oily paper, two small altars of bone-strengthening medicinal wine bought from a pharmacy, a genuine copy of "Da Gao" published by a bookstore, and half a roast goose.

A total of 340 Erwen was spent.

Money bags shrink again.

If Ji Yuan is allowed to be so extravagant, he may bottom out in a few days.

But he himself did not panic at all, and silently thought:
"Drink and eat meat, strengthen your bones and strength, and by the way, familiarize yourself with the laws and regulations of the Jing Dynasty, and find a way to get rich from them... It's worth the money."

Ji Yuan firmly believes that during the development stage, all resources should be quickly converted into survival guarantees, so that they can live for a long time.

The hamster party or something, wait until it develops later.

"It's so fragrant!"

Back at the dilapidated house in Nanmen Hutong, Ji Yuan tore the white noodle steamed buns into strips, and ate them with braised beef with rich sauce.

When you are free, take two sips of spicy bone strengthening medicinal wine.

The whole person seems to be sublimated.

"Shu Tan!"

Ji Yuan showed a somewhat satisfied smile.

This body has been in a coma for two days, and there is no oil in the stomach.

Empty and in dire need of tonic.

"Huh! Eat and drink enough, it's time to practice!"

After all, he is an external martial artist who has been training his muscles and bones. After eating three catties of stewed beef and a dozen steamed buns, he is almost half full.

Ji Yuan drank the remaining half bowl of bone-strengthening medicinal wine, and his whole body was filled with a warm feeling.

He didn't need to digest either, he walked with his feet shoulder-width apart, and his body sank, like a big tree rooted in the ground.

This is the most superficial basic skill in martial arts, stance.

There are more than 80 martial arts gyms in the outer city of Tianjing, and there are all apprentices and handymen who have not started.

But there are not many who can really practice well.

"The first level of martial arts is called 'convincing qi'. The literal meaning is to absorb the inner qi and strengthen one's body through the technique of guidance.

Which is subdivided into 'external refinement' and 'internal refinement'.Refine the muscles, bones and skin membranes externally, and internally refine the internal organs.

The internal and external training is extremely hard, and it is a single piece of iron, so that it can withstand the repeated movement of the "inner qi" in the limbs and bones. "

Relying on the martial art "Iron Cloth Shirt" handed down from his family, Ji Yuan has already mastered it externally.

On the hands, feet, chest and abdomen, the tendons, bones, and skin are like thick iron embryos that have been forged thousands of times, and they are extremely tough and strong.

Coupled with the blessing of the white fate number [Dragon Essence and Tiger Fierce], Ji Yuan's physical strength is longer and he will not feel tired.

When they really started fighting, seven or eight big men couldn't get close to them.

"This "Iron Cloth Shirt" is a horizontal kung fu practice, just to strengthen the muscles and bones, and to exercise the skin membrane.

But for the next internal practice, it is necessary to use the breath method of Tuna Daoyin to drive the Qi and blood and penetrate deep into the viscera, which is also a difficult problem. "

Ji Yuan's mind was empty, and he stood seriously on the Hunyuan pile for an hour.

There is a saying in the boxing scriptures that if you have not practiced martial arts, you should first set up a pile for three years.

Fortunately, the original body is quite diligent and has a solid foundation, so there is no need to worry about it.

When the muscles were active, Ji Yuan performed a set of splitting palms taught by Beizhen Fusi in a decent manner.

As long as you take the errand of Tiqi, you can learn two low-grade martial arts.

One is splitting the empty palm, and the other is the hundred-step punch.

The former is turning a knife into a palm, while the latter is turning a gun into a fist.

All of them are fighting and killing, and the military martial arts that take people's lives.

Ji Yuan spread out his stance, with thunderous energy, and extended his palms together.

The wind howled within seven feet, quite bluffing.

After half an hour, the move was finished.

Ji Yuan's blood was driven to circulate, exuding billowing heat.

He actually felt a strong pleasure from it, just like the satisfaction after a strenuous exercise.

call!
Ji Yuan let out a breath of white air, and said helplessly:
"I'm hungry again, why is it like a bottomless pit?"

He restrained his energy and blood, took a short rest, and ate the remaining two catties of stewed beef.

This is the case with martial arts, eat a lot and get hungry quickly.

It is said that there is a great head in the Hanging Temple.

The combination of Zen and martial arts, profound Taoism, eating three cows every day, was once said to be a miracle.

After finishing the daily homework, washing the sweat all over the body, the sky is getting darker, and every house is closed.

The security of the outer city is naturally not as good as that of the inner city.

Every night, even the yamen servants of the Wucheng Bingma Division are unwilling to come out to watch the night.

Mostly to deal with errands, hiding somewhere to drink.

So, even without a curfew.

The sons of good families in the various workshops of the outer city will also return home early, for fear of messing with unclean and evil things.

"Shen Haishi's imitation... everyone's handwriting."

Ji Yuan lit the rusty oil lamp in the main room, tore off the painting bag, and spread out the volume of "The Bone Bodhisattva's Bliss Night Banquet".

Some dim light shone on the white-boned Bodhisattva, who seemed to be joyful and terrified, with a graceful figure on one side and a tragic skeleton on the other.

A gloomy atmosphere of magic, like countless slimy and sticky tentacles, filled the shabby house.

Ji Yuan frowned slightly, and turned around abruptly.

He heard around the corner, under the bed, and behind him.

Fragile voices moved back and forth.

It seems that many people are whispering and whispering.

"It makes me uneasy...the picture is queer!"

A sense of vigilance of being spied on and shrouded in malice hovered in Ji Yuan's heart.

The lights flickered, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.

Those cold eyes couldn't help but stare at the bone bodhisattva.

Pink skulls, white bones are Buddhas!
Gradually, for unknown reasons, Ji Yuan had a strong urge to take refuge in his seat.

It's just that as soon as this thought came up, the Emperor's Heavenly Dao Map in the Sea of ​​Consciousness suddenly shook, and a circle of brilliance radiated from it.

scoff!

It's like tearing silk!

Ji Yuan's eyes suddenly became clear, and he looked at the "Bone Bodhisattva Night Banquet of Bliss" again.

The picture scroll was still spread out on the table motionless, but it had lost its original sense of terror.

The dimly lit room instantly became quiet, and there were no more murmurs or weird whispers.

"Is this painting really a fake?"

Sitting on the bench, Ji Yuan suspected that Shen Haishi, who was called the ghost fairy in the painting, might not be an ordinary person.

"After 170 years, 150 points of white Taoism can still be left behind, which is obviously unusual!"

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