Chapter 11 Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover, Everything Can Be Changed
"Okay! I'll give it!"
Xu Xian's eyes were red and his teeth were almost broken.
His heart is bleeding!
An internal breathing method is very rare in the outer city!
Most of the martial arts masters who open schools and accept disciples are at the level of external training.
Why?
Because the first level of martial arts is the realm of heavenly submission, which pays attention to copper skin, steel bones, and iron viscera.
It’s easy to do external exercises, but it takes decades of hard work.
No matter how stupid your talent is, you can still achieve great things.
But internal refining is different. It emphasizes breathing, breathing and guidance, regulating the internal organs and nourishing the internal Qi.
If there is no one to guide you on these details, or if you have poor talent and make mistakes in understanding, you will get yourself into trouble.
Therefore, a complete breathing method must have detailed pictures and texts, and there must be no mistakes or omissions in the flow path.
It is even more important to have guidance from famous teachers and teach in person.
For those generals who are born with extraordinary talents and have many martial arts secrets in their homes, it is naturally not a problem.
However, in the context of the Jing Dynasty's horse-riding and suppressing the local area for twenty years.
Without a backer and a teacher, it would be difficult to acquire an internal breathing method.
"Ji Jiulang, even if you master this "Golden Bell", what can you do?
If you have achieved great success in internal refining and entered the realm of submission, you will still be a little Tiqi!
That person surnamed Lin is ranked among the top 100 households, and his official position is several levels higher. If he wants to take advantage of you, it will be easy for him!"
Xu Xian's face was full of reluctance, incompetence and rage.
Even when he took out a square parchment roll from his pocket, he still kept the blow on his lips.
His internal breathing method did not come from the Black Dragon's arsenal.
The martial arts there, whether high or low, must be exchanged for merit.
How can those people who are greedy for life and afraid of death who stay in Tianjing every year have the opportunity to make meritorious deeds?
You know, catching robbers and solving murder cases are not included in these errands.
Furthermore, no one knows about Fusi in Beizhen.
Faced with the evil and strange things, Mr. Xu didn't have the courage to kill the remnants of the world.
But he is not only brave enough to use Beizhen Fusi's reputation to make money, but he is also very bold.
"You actually carry it with you at all times and are not afraid of losing it?"
Ji Yuan did not reach out to take it, but raised his eyebrows and asked.
I have never seen anyone who carries family martial arts with them everywhere?
"What do you know? This internal breathing method was spread from Xuankong Temple.
It is said that it was written in the handwriting of a leader. The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the Zen mind is calm. Every time I look at it, distracting thoughts disappear. It has been passed down to me for three generations."
Xu Xian suppressed his anger and snorted coldly.
"In the past twenty years, the saints have not gone to court, and evil spirits have become so rampant inside and outside Tianjing City. If you don't have something to exorcise evil spirits, you won't even dare to walk at night!"
I bet you use this thing as a talisman?
Ji Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth, picked up the waist knife that fell on the ground with his toes, and took the parchment scroll.
Such cautious behavior fell into Xu Xian's eyes.
He showed a wry smile, shook his head and said:
"It seems that Lin and I have underestimated you, Ji Jiulang. You are indeed a Liaodong man who has traveled all over the world. You are bold and careful, and you are extraordinary!
I’ve given you the things, can I go?”
Ji Yuan seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He stopped Xu Xian who was retreating and said softly:
"Mr. Xu, you broke the tables and chairs in my room, and you still haven't compensated me."
Xu Xian was stunned and exclaimed that he didn't look at the almanac when he went out. It was a bad luck for eight lifetimes that he bumped into such a evil star.
With trembling hands, he took out a pile of stuff, handed it over and said:
"I don't have that much silver with me, I only have some treasure notes. Please accept it for now, Jiulang. If it's not enough, I will replenish it for you later."
Ji Yuan glanced at it and saw the words "Dajing Tongxing Baobao" on the paper printed with complicated patterns.
Each denomination is worth the same amount of money, which is one tael of silver.
There are about twenty or thirty, which is more than enough to rent a new yard, not to mention losing tables, chairs and benches.
"The commander-in-chief is so generous, so I feel disrespectful."
Ji Yuan accepted it with a smile and put it into his chest.
He changed his previous coldness, his face softened, and he reached out to pat Mr. Xu on the shoulder.
Snapped!
Ji Yuan's eyes were cold, and he suddenly exerted force with his five fingers, causing his clothes to explode!
His right palm shot out like an arrow and suddenly hit the opponent's chest.
The fierce force was like a barrage of cannons, which directly knocked people into the air and smashed the two creaking wooden doors behind them.
puff!
Xu Xian fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He widened his eyes and roared:
"Ji Jiulang! Do you want to kill officials and rebel?"
The commander-in-chief was shocked and frightened.
He didn't expect that Ji Yuan would really dare to be cruel!
"I am a person who has a clear sense of grudges and grudges must be repaid. This is your account for colluding with Luo Lie.
He slapped me, and sooner or later I have to pay it back, and I will collect some interest from you first."
Ji Yuan grinned, Shi Shiran walked out of the room, looked down at Mr. Xu and said:
"Today I will tell you another rule of the Liaodong people. If you want to kill someone, they will kill you. This is the only justice in the world!
National law is greater than human kindness, so I will only cripple one of your legs and cancel both accounts at once!"
Lift up the black boots and step down hard!
Click!
Clear sound of bone cracking!
"You...Ji Jiulang, you plotted to kill Shangguan, Beizhen Fusi will definitely capture you and send you to prison!"
Xu Xian looked ferocious and almost fainted from the pain.
I saw that his right leg was bent, and the white stubble of bones pierced the flesh and blood, which was extremely horrifying.
No matter how deep you practice, you can't stop Ji Yuan from stepping hard.
"Don't worry, Mr. General, you won't die. Find a better doctor, rest at home for a year and a half, and you'll be able to walk."
Ji Yuan spoke in a relaxed tone, looked at the extremely miserable Mr. Xu, and said calmly:
"I'm doing you a favor and saving your life, you should be grateful to me.
If you didn't kill me today, you will definitely come back another day. If you can't handle this job, how can Lin give up?
Now that you have a broken leg, you can report the injury at home. Beizhen Fusi is the imperial government office and will not embarrass a disabled person. Your name will probably not be on the list of public officials.
In this way, everyone will be happy, right?"
Xu Xian's teeth chattered in pain, and sweat soaked his bullfighting uniform like rain.
He stared at the smiling Ji Yuan, veins bursting out on his face, and said angrily:
"What a cruel Ji Jiulang, if you break one of my legs, you will break my general flag!
Okay, let me see how one Tiqi can fight against hundreds of households!
As long as you are still in Beizhen Fusi, you will not be able to change the world!"
Ji Yuan tilted his head and turned a deaf ear. He picked up Xu Xian like a drowned dog in his right hand and threw him out of the yard.
"Just wait. Since I can break the leg of a general bannerman, I will be able to chop off the heads of hundreds of households."
After that, close the main door and ignore it.
Looking at the dilapidated house with only one bed intact, Ji Yuan shook his head and picked up the money bag on the ground.
Could this be what the fate of "Hong Kong Death" says, that if you are destined to offend a villain, impermanence will take your life?
He didn't even take the initiative to cause trouble, trouble just came to him.
"Fortunately, I gained something and the fight was not in vain."
Ji Yuan made a rough count and found that if he included the treasures, the total was eighty-five taels of silver, and he could eat and drink well for a while.
Of course, the most surprising thing is the internal breathing method, "Golden Bell"!
"Give me a pillow when you feel sleepy. Mr. Xu is such a good boy."
Ji Yuan took out the piece of sheepskin roll and rubbed it with his fingers. It felt delicate and smooth, and it was not made of ordinary material.
"It doesn't look like an ordinary thing..."
The Emperor Dao Diagram in the Consciousness Sea vibrated slightly, shaking out its brilliance.
There is no doubt that there are residues of Tao aggregates on it.
[Golden bell cover (white)]
[Three hundred points of white Tao Yun]
[Destinies that can be advanced: Tiger Roaring Golden Bell (White), Twelve Levels Golden Bell (Green), Immortal Golden Body (Unknown)]
Suddenly, a few lines of ancient handwriting appeared.
Ji Yuan couldn't help but be stunned.
"Even martial arts can be changed and advanced?"
His eyes were slightly focused, and the picture of the Emperor's Dao reflected the universe, making it difficult for everything to escape.
If this is the case, there is a lot of room for improvement.
If the Tao is sufficient, everything can be changed.
"Since the martial arts ability is reflected, does the elixir? medicine? or even the fate of others?"
Ji Yuan's eyes were hot and he suddenly grasped the parchment scroll.