Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

After listening to the whole process, the infiltrating part is actually invisible to the naked eye, and what is really presented is only the last step, evaporation, but anyone with a bit of imagination will not think Ji Xianjun's explanation is so simple.

Just how severe a blood boil can be so terrifying that it melts bones?

And how high a temperature does it need to directly evaporate the flesh so that there is not even a hair left?

Especially those killers are all first-rate and second-rate characters in the Jianghu. Their bodies have been trained through years of martial arts, not to mention copper tendons and iron bones, but they are also stronger than ordinary people.

It turned out that it evaporated, and it was hard to imagine how profound Ji Xianjun's skill would be.

The background behind him, the school he inherited, and why such a person has never heard rumors about him in the world, these are all the parts that Chu Liuxiang is curious about.

However, Chu Xiangshuai knows how to measure, what to ask and what not to ask, when to ask what to ask, and when silence is golden.

Chu Liuxiang was silent for a while, then smiled nonchalantly.

"Ah! This is really amazing. Would you mind telling me the name of the move? The effect is a bit similar to that of Old Man Dong's Blood Killing Palm and Qinglong Cave's Lie Yan Gong."

Ji Xianjun popped out three words without blinking.

"Sun Fist."

There is another name for this practice in the Heaven Respecting Beginning Realm, it was given by the god of death next door, and it is also the most widely spread name.

The sea of ​​blood swallowed the sky.

The Lord Jingtian once used this trick to vaporize a small realm world that was his enemy. After this trick, the sky of that small realm named Canglan was covered with blood clouds, which lasted for more than several months. The blood clouds were hundreds of kilometers long. Strange landscapes made of human flesh and blood all over the world.

Ji Xianjun also used such thunderous means to completely establish the ten-thousand-year reign of the Heaven-respecting Beginning Realm, which can be regarded as the support of force other than wisdom.

But no matter how well-known this move is in the outside world, to him it is Sun Fist.

No matter how bloody he is, the essence of the trick is to heat up after the heat reaches the extreme, which is generally the same as the expression form of the sun.

But Chu Liuxiang and others who didn't know the cause and effect felt that they were going to suffocate.

It's a vulgar name... Isn't it too difficult to say it is elegant?

Ji Xianjun also knew in his heart that this name did not fit the longing for powerful martial arts that martial arts people have always had. Don't look at him acting on his own, but that's because he didn't take the world seriously at all. If he really wanted to be serious, The heaven-respecting suzerain has been the king for thousands of years, and the hearts of the slaves have already reached their peak.

For example, at this moment, he glanced at these people with a smile that was not a smile, and said noncommittally: "I know what you are thinking."

Chu Liuxiang and the others laughed dryly, and they were seen, embarrassing if not embarrassing.

Ji Xianjun: "But I am willing."

No matter how vulgar it is, I want you to mind your own business.

Chu Liuxiang: "..."

Yuan Suiyun: "..."

Gong Jiu: "..."

Chu Liuxiang laughed out loud, he was quite afraid of this person when he saw the moves that looked like evil martial arts, but now he doesn't feel that way for some reason.

In fact, it is true, as far as the period of time we have been together, Ji Xianjun has never shown hostility towards them. From this point of view alone, it would be ignorant and rude for them to continue thinking wildly.

Chu Liuxiang: "Young Master Ji is also funny, but..." He changed the subject, "Have you considered Gong Jiu's feelings?"

Ji Xianjun: "?"

Yuan Suiyun suddenly thought of something, with a delicate expression.

Chu Liuxiang started his performance vividly.

"How can you survive such a serious injury? Young Master, you are also amazing, but there is one thing I don't know if I should say it or not. I think this injury is strange. What kind of move is it caused?"

"No, Sun Fist."

Intimately changing into two accents, as if two people were really talking to each other, Chu Liuxiang's oral job made others laugh.

In front of Gong Jiu with round eyes on the bed, Chu Liuxiang said with a smile: "I think, with your style, young master, you will definitely show off to others that you have survived under the hands of martial arts masters? Maybe it is somewhere Jianqinglou Chuguan, in front of everyone, said what happened today, word by word."

Hearing this, Ji Xianjun glanced at him unexpectedly, never expecting that Chu Xiangshuai, who treats people so kindly, would also taunt people so secretly.

With Gong Jiu's temperament, he wouldn't have reacted much to this mild irony, but he couldn't hold back his surly temper.

He was just secretly threatened by an unknown old man, and then he was seriously injured. Now he is lying on the bed like a paralyzed person and is watched with contempt by a group of people. Although this situation is all on his own whim, referred to as "do not die, do not die", but it does not prevent him from living in secret angry.

A pair of narrow and dark eyes finally showed a little anger, Chu Liuxiang was satisfied and stopped provoking him any more.

As long as you can be angry, that's fine. When people are angry, they tend to say things out of their mouths. What is really difficult to deal with when it comes to clichés is the group of people who are dead-hearted, because such people can't say anything. At that moment, they were already dead.

Chu Liuxiang recalled the killers he took down, and sighed, he didn't mention that even if they hadn't died under the fist of the sun, he might not be able to save them.

Why are things in this world always so unreasonable?

"Gong Jiu."

Chu Liuxiang was silent, Yuan Suiyun would naturally take over the conversation, this was the tacit understanding between the two who had been enemies.

"Ming people don't speak dark words, and they operate in the South China Sea. I have heard of the reputation of Wuming Island."

The voice fell, and the long-lost Bat Boy reappeared in the world. Compared with the bats who had no eyes and could only live in the dark, Yuan Suiyun with a pair of eyes looked more oppressive.

Like at this moment, when the finger brushed the table, there was a sound of wood, which made people's heart tense, and the chill quickly climbed up from the back of the heart, as if being stared at by a pair of vicious poisonous snakes.

Gong Jiu stared at him silently for a long time, then suddenly laughed.

Although he can't speak out about his injuries, he can still do it with a smile.

It's just that when he smiled, he ran into the mortal world like a suppressed evil spirit in the eighteenth level of hell, and got into a human shell, inside which was still that heartless and heartless demon.

"Ugh--"

Ji Xianjun sighed and smoothed out the uneven corners of the wooden table.

The table provided by the superior room will definitely not cut corners, but I don’t know if the wooden table in this room has been used for many years. , this wood cannot be immortal.

Now that he brushed it like this, he couldn't help but wiped away the traces of the years, even the surface of the table was as shiny as new, when he stretched out his hand to touch it, the surface was slightly hot, and there was warmth left in the palm.

This move exposed his cultivation base of lifting weights lightly. If the death of the man in black brought the shock of absolute power before, then this time it is the pressure of careful thinking and fear.

Ji Xianjun said to Gong Jiu: "I'm not very patient, if you still want to speak, don't make such an annoying look."

There is already an unquestionable rule in Chu Liuxiang's team, that is, once Ji Xianjun expresses what I want to talk about, the others will show their eyes, nose, mouth, and heart in unison. The old casual obedient look.

It doesn't matter if they are heroes, heroes, or famous disciples, they all become obedient and clever in front of him. In the eyes of their elders, they might worry about whether their disciples have taken the wrong medicine.

Gong Jiu didn't feel the horror of this person as deeply as Chu Liuxiang and the others, but this did not prevent him from feeling the same pressure in front of this person.

Opening his mouth, unable to make a sound, Gong Jiu couldn't help but regret that his vocal cords were injured.

If he could speak, he would definitely ask this person many things.

One of them is whether he is willing to be number one in the world!

Just as the old man Wu Ming has always controlled Gong Jiu, Gong Jiu doesn't mind cheating his master when he finds an opportunity.

If this seemingly harmonious pair of mentors and apprentices hadn't been entangled in their interests, they might have parted ways early, and you will die.

Chu Liuxiang honestly stared at her nose for a while, seeing that Ji Xianjun had no intention of opening her mouth after finishing her sentence, she secretly chatted with Yuan Suiyun.

"Master Ji...doesn't seem to like Gong Jiu?"

Yuan Suiyun twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at Chu Liuxiang who was beside him with disgust.

"Say it as if you don't bother him."

Chu Liuxiang: "I'm annoying him!" This is the prodigal son's instinctive defense against troublemakers, "But this does not prevent me from being curious about the two of them!"

Yuan Suiyun affirmed: "If you die, you must die out of curiosity."

Chu Liuxiang calmly accepted this sentence as a compliment.

"Speaking of which, do the two of you know any clues that I don't?"

Yuan Suiyun heard the words and looked over, Chu Xiangshuai's smiling eyes seemed to be able to see the waves rushing to the shore and hear the sound of the waves rolling, and his confident demeanor was exactly the fine wine that women love.

A small pourer is slightly drunk, and a heavy drinker is very drunk.

Yuan Suiyun said in disbelief, "You bastard..."

Chu Liuxiang laughed and said, "You can't squeeze me out, we are partners now, you understand!~"

Yuan Suiyun couldn't hold back a gloomy glance at him, but he didn't want to share the information to himself either.

"Actually it's like this..."

Turning what Ji Xianjun said, focusing on his mockery of "Chu Liuxiang", Yuan Suiyun didn't blink, as if he was not another person to be scolded at all, he was so happy to run on Chu Liuxiang.

As for Chu Liuxiang's decadent expression after listening to the content that was so accurate that it could be used as a model for solving the case, Yuan Suiyun felt secretly refreshed.

Chu Liuxiang didn't care about Yuan Suiyun's happiness, and wiped her face with heartache, feeling the crush from the level of IQ.

Why can someone take so many questions into consideration?

Facts have proved that people's thinking ability is limited. When encountering doubts, most people will choose the most likely ones for divergent thinking, or simply look for evidence to reduce wrong answers.

Most people's brains are destined to choose this way to prevent themselves from struggling with a sea of ​​possibilities, causing time to be wasted on thinking, and nothing can be achieved in the end.

But this method has a disadvantage, that is, it is extremely easy to have a poor preparation in the early stage, and a negligence in the later stage, causing all the efforts to go to waste.

As the ancients said, one step is wrong and one step is wrong.

Pretty typical.

However, this is just the choice of most people after taking the next best thing. Even mistakes happen within the allowable range. This is the so-called inadequacy.

But Ji Xianjun is not in this range.

Even if there are a lot of questions, he can eliminate the mistakes in the first time. There seems to be a palace of thinking in his mind, which is piled up with what he has seen and heard all the time.

When you want to use it, take it out for comparison, and when you don't need it, throw it in the corner.

With such a brain that can only be described in parallel sentences, shouldn't we interview Ji Xianjun for his views on it?

It is the master of this brain who yawns and expresses: most of the time it is boring and doesn't want much.