Under systematic indoctrination, Jiang Lan mastered all the essence of Yi Jin Jing.

The internal force runs according to the technique, turning into warm currents, constantly washing Jiang Lan's meridians, muscles and bones!

At the same time, the turbidity in Jiang Lan's body inadvertently became less and less, and finally it was completely purified, absorbing the vitality of the world and constantly regenerating new flesh and blood.

Accompanied by it is severe pain like tearing a muscle.

In just a short moment, Jiang Lan, who had no martial arts background, was almost reborn under the rebirth brought about by the Yi Jin Jing.

An inconspicuous fluctuation of internal energy caused waves of waves in Jiang Lan's dantian.

The severe pain in her body slowly disappeared, and Jiang Lan opened her eyes.

In the dark eyes, there is a touch of fierceness of a warrior.

Under the transformation of the Yi Jin Jing, Jiang Lan's meridians were reshaped, crossing the stage of absorbing and accumulating the vitality of heaven and earth, and directly became a ninth-level warrior!

Martial arts are divided into nine levels, from low to high, from ninth level to first level.

Just the threshold of entering the product, no one knows how many people have been stopped.

You must know that even if you are a genius, you will not be able to enter the first level at birth. You also need to slowly accumulate the vitality of heaven and earth and transform it into internal power. Only by accumulating thick and thin can you enter the first level and become a ninth-level warrior.

And after Jiang Lan mastered the Yi Jin Jing, the starting point for reshaping the meridians will be several times higher than that of those so-called geniuses, and the growth rate in the future will be extremely terrifying.

Feeling that there seemed to be infinite power in his body, Jiang Lan slowly absorbed a mouthful of heaven and earth vitality and couldn't help but sigh.

"The Yi Jin Jing is really the number one magical skill in Shaolin. Just mastering it can make me a master!"

Other people who practice the Yi Jin Jing need to carefully study the Yi Jin Jing on weekdays. If they don't spend several years or even more than ten years studying it, they dare not get started.

Jiang Lan, who has been systematically indoctrinated, doesn't have to worry about this at all. Even if he were the abbot of Shaolin Temple, he probably wouldn't be able to say that his understanding of the scriptures is better than Jiang Lan's!

Of course, this is also because Jiang Lan has systematic indoctrination and directly mastered the Yi Jin Jing to a great extent, using it as a fundamental skill, allowing Jiang Lan to immediately reach the ninth level.

When you step into the ninth level, you can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to strengthen yourself.

The vitality of heaven and earth brings huge improvement to the body. Even if a warrior's martial arts will no longer improve in this life, his longevity will be greatly improved.

For a ninth-level warrior, living to be a hundred years old is not a problem at all.

After becoming a ninth-grade warrior, Jiang Lan clearly felt the improvement it brought.

For me now, it’s not a problem at all for me to hit seven or eight levels without getting into the rank.

Only the ninth rank can bring such a big improvement, but what about the higher eighth rank, or even the first rank?

"No, it's still too weak!"

Jiang Lan shook his head, not overly inflated because of his soaring strength.

At this time, Jiang Lan had made up her mind to never reveal her strength before becoming a first-class warrior.

Only by becoming a first-grade warrior can you establish a sect and have the ability to stand in the world.

Otherwise, if the secret of Jiang Lan's soaring strength is discovered, she will be in a dangerous situation.

Even though Jinyiwei is an institution of the imperial court, it is not much better than the environment of the jungle where the jungle prevails.

Moreover, Jiang Lan's current strength is not enough to kill the fifth-grade warrior Ma Tiandao to avenge his father.

The good thing is that Jiang Lan has the identity of Jinyiwei. Although his martial arts is not high at present, he can still practice with peace of mind.

Even the fifth-grade warrior Ma Tiandao would not dare to break into the Zhenfu Division.

"It seems that Jin Yiwei's skills are nothing more than this."

Jiang Lan picked up a copy of Jin Yiwei's most common introductory martial arts technique [Yang Yuan Gong] as a cover. After briefly flipping through two pages, Jiang Lan shook her head and walked towards the case library next to the Sutra Pavilion.

For Jiang Lan, who has mastered the Yi Jin Jing, the scroll of Yang Yuan Gong is like wiping paper.

Walking into the document library, a short and thin boy about the same age as Jiang Lan was reading Yang Yuan Gong carefully and jotting down a few lines of notes from time to time.

Judging from the smell, Jiang Lan judged that the short and thin boy was not of high quality.

Seeing Jiang Lan approaching, the short and thin boy smiled innocently.

"Jiang Lan? Mr. Li has told me about you in advance."

"My name is Li Ping'an. My father wants me to be safe and sound, so he gave me this name."

Li Ping'an introduced himself with a smile, and then introduced to Jiang Lan the work of the Office of the Prosecution Document Library.

"Cases that cannot be solved by the Six Doors will be sent to our Town and Fu Division for Jin Yiwei to handle."

"Our job is to sort out the documents and files sent from the six doors. When the general manager of the department comes to pick up the documents, we can just hand them over."

"Don't be scared by this. Although there are four floors in the document library, which are divided into heaven, earth, black and yellow, we only need to deal with documents with yellow characters, so we are very free on weekdays. When we have nothing to do, we go to the Sutra Pavilion to learn martial arts.

Read the book and try to become a school captain as soon as possible!"

Picking up a Yangyuan Gong scroll, Li Ping'an placed it in front of Jiang Lan and preached mysteriously in a low voice.

"This is the basic technique of Jinyiwei's martial arts. If you study it thoroughly, you will definitely be able to pass it!"

"Brothers Niu Er and Niu San, who were both members of the book office, carefully studied the Yang Yuan Gong. Now they have both entered the seventh level and become guards of Zhao Prison. They will have a bright future in the future!"

Speaking of this, Li Ping'an's face was full of admiration.

Most of those assigned to the archives have no martial arts talent. Although they are both Jin Yiwei, they are destined to follow a different path from the school captain Lux.

Like those people, if they have the opportunity to make meritorious deeds in the future, they will raise it to a small flag. They can be regarded as sesame officials. They are not like the clerks in the archives who have no chance to make meritorious deeds in this life.

When Li Ping'an was first assigned, he was very depressed. He felt the same for Jiang Lan, so he said a few more encouraging words.

And it is his dream to enter the market.

"Understood, thank you."

Jiang Lan put away the scroll and nodded.

After a brief chat with Li Ping'an, Jiang Lan learned that Li Ping'an's father was also Xiaoqi, and that he had an accident while performing a mission three years ago.

Li Ping'an, on the other hand, is a scholar and has failed in exams for many years.

Because Li Ping'an was not a scholar, and because he was a literati who did not understand the human world behind him, he was assigned to this case library as a clerk.

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I had nothing to do all morning.

Li Ping'an sat and studied Yang Yuan Gong, while Jiang Lan ran the Yi Jin Jing to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth without interfering with each other.

In the middle of the journey, Li Ping'an took a few peeks at Jiang Lan. When he saw that Jiang Lan was not reading Yang Yuan Gong, but sitting with his eyes closed, he couldn't help but sigh. He picked up the wolfberry tea soaked in the cup and took a sip.

sighed old-fashionedly.

"Alas, if a young man doesn't work hard, the old man will be miserable!"

...

It's noon, and the aroma of rice in the dining hall of Fusi, Beizhen has filled the air.

Except for first-level masters, other warriors need to eat whole grains.

Just the thin vitality between heaven and earth is not enough for a warrior to live without food.

Except for Jiang Lan and Li Ping'an, no one else came to the archives all morning.

Li Ping'an, on the other hand, had already gone to the Scripture Collection Pavilion to read. Jiang Lan was the only one left, so he was quite quiet.

As Jiang Lan walked towards the dining room, a pavilion made of pure black stone slabs on the side of the road caught his eye.

In front of the pure black pavilion stands a stone tablet with the word "Dan Tang" engraved on it.

The refreshing aroma of medicine fills the air with the steam evaporating from the roof.

Jiang Lan smelled the fragrance of the elixir and asked the system: "System, can it be extracted here?"

[There is sufficient martial arts here, and the host can come to extract it every day.]

The system replies mechanically.

In Beizhen Fusi, there are several major areas, namely the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, the Zhao Prison, the Alchemy Hall, the Arms Institute, and the five Qianhu Offices under its control.

Unlike the Sutra Pavilion, there is an endless stream of people entering and exiting the Alchemy Hall.

As a place for refining elixirs, the elixir hall is most loved by the Jinyiwei.

Without the help of elixirs, even if Jiang Lan masters the Yi Jin Jing, is completely reborn, and has excellent talent, with the thin vitality in the world, it may still take two or three years to break through to the eighth level.

What's more, Jin Yiwei, whose martial arts skills are average, has only seven or eight years, and is hopeless.

After the various herbs are refined by the alchemist, the medicinal power between the herbs is fully stimulated and blended into the elixir, which is the best supplement for warriors.

Similarly, the value of elixirs is quite precious.

A small-banner official like Jiang Lan's father can only receive one of the most common Peiyuan Pills every month, which is not enough for martial arts training.

Otherwise, Jiang Lan's father would not be in his thirties and would only be at the seventh level of martial arts.
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