"Who is the sacred place of Shenhai Stone?"

Ji Yuan silently put this name in his heart, and if you have the chance in the future, you can ask.

The original body is not a scholarly family, and it is not easy to understand anything like music, chess, poetry and painting.

What he needs to learn in Liaodong is how to survive.

Genuine tree bark, eat grass roots, and rely on picking up arrows to cut your ears to exchange for food...

For the civilians in the military town, these are much more realistic than the elegant things in poetry and songs.

Ji Yuan shook his head, threw away those painful memories, and sighed:

"Fortunately, I'm not as illiterate as a result. After coming to Tianjing, my second uncle asked me to go to a private school, and I knew a little bit of a word and could understand simple documents."

Like him, he waited for the mud legs of Liaodong, and in Tianjin, he was the lowest-level foreigner.

When he first arrived at the Beizhen Fushi, Ji Yuan was teased by his colleagues because he was not very good at speaking Jing Chao's "Mandarin language".

Speaking accent, clothes, official position, residence location...

As long as you enter Daming Mansion and Tianjing City.

A person's high and low status are like the goods in a shop, with many standards of advantages and disadvantages.

"So, it's not so easy to live a peaceful life. You don't think about anything or fight for anything. Could it be that you'll eat, drink, fame, wealth and wealth fall from the sky?"

Withdrawing his dissipation, Ji Yuan turned his attention back to the picture of "The Bone Bodhisattva's Night Banquet".

With just a wonderful painting of a white bone Bodhisattva, you can draw such a vivid and lifelike painting.

The strange and demonic atmosphere almost burst out from the paper.

Chen Haishi is indeed worthy of the name of "ghost immortal".

"I haven't yet understood how deep the water in this world is. Since there are people in the martial arts who destroy cities and villages, it is hard to say whether the evil monster exists."

Ji Yuan closed the ancient painting that lost its "spiritual charm".

The Emperor's Heavenly Dao Map in the sea of ​​consciousness, a ball of white flames floated and sank.

This is exactly the power of one hundred and fifty points of Taoist aggregates!

The biggest gain today!

Ji Yuan's mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Five stars with different colors hanging high above the Emperor's Heavenly Dao Map.

【Eagle Vision】,

【Qi and courage】,

【Martial Bone Plain】,

【Death】,

[Dragon spirit and tiger fierceness].

One blue, three white and one gray.

The evaluation of fate is still the capital of Dingxia.

"【Surprising death】is luck, and it is difficult to shake at the moment."

Thoughts touch the only gray fate, even though they are shaking, they can never be crushed.

This represents one hundred and fifty white Taoist aggregates, which are still not enough to change one's own fortune.

"What a pity, compared to improving [Wu Gu Ping Ping], I want to eliminate this gray fate that causes trouble for villains."

Ji Yuan sighed helplessly, [Death] It was like a sharp sword hanging above his head, which would fall at some point.

This tense feeling made him feel like he was back in the days when he was undercover in his previous life.

Some are familiar and some are annoying.

Ji Yuan's thoughts moved slightly, sweeping over the other fate stars.

"We can only start with talent."

He calmed down his mind and moved the white fate [Martial Bone Plain].

The star immediately reacted and kept shaking.

【Invest in fifty white Taoist ecology】

As the thought flashed, the bright color, which was like the sky light, gradually became deeper, and a line of ancient characters changed from it—

[As great as a bull (white)]: [Extraordinary talent, strong qi and blood, and a powerful force in the body, can fight fifty]

"It's just that I have great strength and strong blood. How can I compare to those nobles in generals!"

Ji Yuan frowned slightly, not as if he was satisfied.

He knew very well that the original intention of the saints to open a martial arts lecture hall.

First, in order to strengthen the army, we will supplement the years of consumption of the Jiubian Military Town and prevent the barbarians from making a comeback;

The second is to give warriors all over the world a step forward. After all, the cavalry of Jing Chao broke through the world, leaving the black and white giants with no livelihood and a way out.

"The saint's method is to suppress the place and fill the center.

But he would not have thought that as he had been in seclusion for nearly twenty years, the martial arts lecture hall had become a general and a noble road, and it had eliminated the room for the poor and poor households to rise."

Ji Yuan knew very well that his original body might not have thought of giving himself a way out through the martial arts lecture hall.

However, there will be only 108 martial arts quotas in the three prefectures and six counties in Daming Prefecture.

Among them, Tianjing City accounts for one-third.

Ji Yuan calculated and put aside the princes who were crowned as kings.

Below are six of the current dynasty who have followed the dragon's merits and twenty-eight Wuhous who have opened up territory.

This little bit of meat is probably not enough to share.

You should know that those generals and nobles have been practicing martial arts since childhood, and they have delicious food and drinks, and have medicinal food tonic.

In addition, with the careful guidance of the gun and stick teachers, there are too many people who have won the beginning.

The mud legs without a backer squeeze in, just like sheep entering a group of tigers, often without any good ending.

【Invest one hundred white Taoist connotations】

After careful consideration, Ji Yuan put all the remaining Taoist aggregate into it in one go.

boom!

The bright light rose like fire and suddenly rose up.

The extremely brilliant and blazing white color lit up the stars of fate.

[Reinforced steel iron bones (white)]: [Rubbers are like steel, bones are like iron, with extremely strong vitality, and ordinary swords and guns are difficult to slander]

"It's already the limit. Unless there is more power of the Tao, you can burn this fate into a blue color."

Ji Yuan was quite regretful, but he didn't expect to spend so much, but he failed to advance successfully.

"It seems that upgrading is more difficult than replacing... The latter has no fixed number and it is difficult to ensure the harvest. The former is more stable and has a specific direction."

He couldn't help but think that the fate of [Golden Gun] was actually not very useful for normal men.

This is the disadvantage of coverage, and it is impossible to guarantee that the fate that is most suitable for oneself is condensing.

And from [Morning Martial Bone] to [As big as a cow], to [Reinforced Iron Bone].

Every advancement brings considerable improvement.

This made Ji Yuan very excited. If he could forge it into a blue fate, how powerful would it be?

After confirmation, Daoyun is like firewood and fire is poured into it, emitting bursts of blazing fire.

In the blink of an eye, the fate of the [martial bones] was like a rough mud embryo being fired into exquisite ceramics.

The handwriting gradually blurred, as if it was erased and rewritten, turning into [reinforced steel bars and iron bones]!

Ji Yuan sat on the bench, his slightly thin body trembling violently.

His muscles were tightly stretched like a bow.

It is like twisting steel wire, tearing and stretching, and pressing out violent force.

Ji Yuan's face turned from white to red, and his qi and blood surged.

His body seemed to come alive, and there were a bunch of little mice moving under his body.

Crack! Crack!

The scratching sound that makes people feel sour, one after another, and it goes on in pieces.

The two hundred and eight bones were like a blunt knife being polished hard, gradually showing a sharp edge.

Huff! Huff!
To be continued...