Three bright characters emerged from the sea of consciousness, and penetrated into the heart like a knife and an axe.
The Emperor's Dao Diagram was trembling and bursting with light, as if it wanted to encompass the entire world.
The parchment scroll "The Golden Bell" in my arms trembled slightly and became hot.
The three hundred points of Tao Yun power on it were directly absorbed into it and turned into a blur of flames.
The five fates that Cheng Baihu was reflected in were like reflections in a mirror.
"Is this... rubbing? Seizing other people's fate? No, Cheng Baihu's fate has not disappeared."
Ji Yuan was shocked and confused at the same time.
Last night, the Emperor's Dao Diagram reflected Coach Wei's destiny. Why didn't the [Applicable Rubbing] reminder appear?
"What's wrong? Doesn't it look like you're in a state of mind? Are you frightened by the path to the Martial Arts Hall?"
Cheng Baihu didn't notice it at all. He saw Ji Yuan was a little startled and asked jokingly.
"Wei Damen Hulu described you as a young man with extraordinary courage and talent. He even compared you with the Southeast Pillar Shi Zong, General Pingnan, and felt that given time, you will be able to achieve great things...
Ji Jiulang, I have known Wei Yang for a long time, and I have never seen him praise someone so highly!"
Ji Yuan's eyes flickered and he looked away.
As if being awakened, he said in a deep voice:
"Thank you for being so valued by Coach Wei. I just hope that I will live up to his support."
Cheng Baihu nodded with satisfaction and said softly:
"Go ahead, the first test will be in a few days. If you can pass it, you will be 30% to 40% sure of being a martial arts examiner. If you can't pass it...
I can try to mediate and bring you under my command, so as to avoid Lin Lu's repression and revenge."
Ji Yuan remained silent and resigned.
For now, it seems that not many people are optimistic about themselves.
Is it true that a powerless bastard can never get ahead?
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At noon, the sun shines brightly, but it cannot resist the deep chill of autumn.
Ji Yuan slowly came to the martial arts hall, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the official from last time.
"I didn't expect you to have passed the test of weighing martial bones. You are as strong as a tiger and of top quality.
Among the many candidates in Tianjing Thirty-sixth Square, you are considered the most outstanding one."
The official stroked his mustache and said with a smile:
"Liaodong Jijiulang is famous now!
Even the inner city knows that there is a powerful man in Tai'anfang who can pull up a thousand kilograms of copper pillars at a young age."
Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes, not looking happy.
Did the news spread so quickly?
Could it be that Lin was deliberately pushing it to attract firepower?
"Why don't you see Coach Wei?"
Ji Yuan asked calmly.
There was neither the pride of being in the limelight nor the annoyance of showing off in the forest, only calmness on his face.
All he wants is fame and fame, and there is no point in hiding his clumsiness.
If he didn't perform outstandingly, would he be appreciated by Coach Wei?
Since you have chosen the path of Jiangwu Hall, you just have to go all the way through all the obstacles.
"You should practice in the outer courtyard."
The official couldn't help but admire Ji Yuan's calmness and said with a smile:
"The first test will be in ten days, so you have to work harder."
Ji Yuan nodded, said nothing more, and went straight to the outer courtyard.
Hoo ho! Ho ho ho!
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, a strong air current swept over him.
It's like a hurricane blowing and making a fierce sound!
Ji Yuan Dingqing looked at it, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.
I saw Coach Wei holding the thousand-pound copper pillar with both hands, and waving it with his feet.
The speed was so fast that the figures flickered, making it difficult to see clearly.
The thousand-pound copper pillar almost turned into a huge ball, which could not be poured into by water.
"This is the true sense of lifting a weight with ease! Holding a thousand-jin object in your hand, the bricks under your feet have not collapsed at all. You can move it freely and move it as you please."
Ji Yuan had good eyesight and immediately saw how powerful Coach Wei was.
Only by controlling the muscles of the whole body to the smallest detail can one be able to feel so relaxed and freehand.
"Kuroro, you're here."
Noticing someone peeping, Wei Yang suddenly retracted his figure, and the burst of blood and energy instantly stopped.
The copper pillar, which weighed a thousand kilograms, stood on the blue brick floor with a "dong" sound, splashing up a circle of dust.
Ji Yuan walked into the outer courtyard and said softly:
"Thank you to the coach for lending a helping hand and specifically asking Cheng Baihu to cheer me up."
Wei Yang smiled boldly, shook his head and said:
"You are very courageous among your peers, so why do you need help from others?
In the past nineteen years, there has not been a single martial arts candidate from a poor family. Since you have such a heart, Jiulang, it doesn't matter if a certain family does your best.
Between you and me, there is no need to worry about fate."
Ji Yuan's heart felt slightly warm.
It turns out that there are good people in this world.
Regardless of one’s origins or interests.
Just because they have similar temperaments, they will help each other with all their strength.
He hid his inner emotions and did not show them, and asked:
"Why is the martial arts hall so deserted?"
Wei Yang wiped his sweat and replied:
“After getting the candidate quota, few people will come again.
The general's honor is so great that he carefully chooses his food and drink, and has a rich diet and expensive elixirs.
Either the family hires a gun and stick to teach, or there are elders to give guidance, no matter what, it is better than a martial arts hall.
If it were me, I wouldn't waste my time here."
Ji Yuan was speechless and could only say:
"I have some questions I would like to ask..."
He explained the internal refining method in "The Golden Bell" one by one, as well as some obscure parts that were not clearly understood.
The secrets of martial arts cannot be understood at a glance.
Not to mention various metaphors and metaphors, there are also many tricks in moving Qi.
The kind of person who falls off a cliff, accidentally acquires a magical skill, and then becomes invincible after practicing it.
It will only appear in story novels.
Although, Ji Yuan has succeeded in internal training.
The sense of Qi is just beginning, and the heat is flowing.
But the further back you go, the slower and slower it feels.
Therefore, I came specifically to see Coach Wei for advice.
Obviously, the other party has already passed the state of being convinced.
It is impossible for a mere low-grade martial arts to impress Coach Wei and make him have other ideas.
Therefore, Ji Yuan did not hide it and directly asked for advice.
"This breathing method is indeed somewhat unique. It works from the inside out, by tempering the skin of muscles and bones, and nourishing the internal organs. It is equivalent to combining two steps together, which can save a lot of effort.
If you feel that the internal Qi accumulation is slowing down, it is actually because the supply is insufficient and you need to replenish it. It’s not a big deal.”
Wei Yang is a martial artist who has changed his blood in the three realms. If he hadn't been injured and the root cause of his illness, how could he have gone to the martial arts hall to teach.
"Speaking of which, Jiulang, you have a solid foundation in external training. The method of training should be to practice first-class hard skills, such as "Iron Cloth Shirt", "Iron Crotch Skill", and "Golden Body Skill", right?
"
Ji Yuan nodded.
thinking,
Is this a master?
He can see through his true nature at a glance.
"But Kuro, you are a little strange. The reason why such hard skills are inferior is that relying on constant blows to strengthen the muscles usually leaves hidden wounds.
When you are in your thirties or forties, your physical strength declines, and your qi and blood weaken especially quickly, which is why external training is not as good as internal training."
Wei Yang seemed to be a teacher in a private school, and he spoke very seriously.
"Perhaps you are gifted. Your muscles are full and as strong as steel. Those generals like Zhong Xungui apply plasters and massage your whole body every day to achieve this effect."
Ji Yuan thought deeply, the change of fate was really powerful, it could erase everything before.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should have only been practicing internally for a short time, but because of your strong body, solid foundation, muscles and bones, skin and membranes feeding back the internal organs, and sufficient internal energy accumulation, you can uproot that thousand-jin copper pillar and have the strength of a tiger.
"
Wei Yang explained patiently and finally got to the point:
"Internal refining is a water-milling skill. You can think of the human body as a pool, which is not big at first. Through breathing and exhaling, the internal organs are nourished, and the inner Qi is nourished deeper. It gradually widens and becomes a lake.
When it is filled up and the barrier is broken, so that the inside and outside are like a piece of iron, and there is no place on the whole body that cannot activate the inner Qi, then it will be considered as a complete success of the Qi!"
Wei Yang slapped Ji Yuan on the shoulder. Seeing that his figure was not shaking at all, he said with satisfaction:
"Internal training, I can't help you, it will take time.
Or if you can afford pills and medicine, you can speed up the progress.
But in the realm of subduing qi and opening up the meridians, when two people fight and fight, it doesn't necessarily all depend on their respective levels. Martial arts moves, on-the-spot reactions, courage and temperament are also very important.