Chapter 25 In the Dao Map, Above the Martial Arts Association
In a daze, Ji Yuan almost forgot everything about the outside world.
Outside Shuofeng Pass there are many banners and flags, shouting to kill and shaking the sky.
These days, Tan Wenying, who is still the general of Zhenbei, will give orders from time to time to advance towards the endless snow-capped mountains.
Every inch you move forward is covered with flesh and blood, which is extremely difficult!
Over the mountains and plains, a torrent of green and black cavalry rides through the air.
Qi and blood are connected into one piece, like a mountain.
A sudden collision with those alien people who call themselves believers in gods!
Wow!
In Ji Yuan's eyes, it was like fertile land plowed into a deep, bright red ravine.
Extremely tragic!
Looking at the center of the battlefield, the majestic sea of energy and blood is dazzling.
Every time it erupts, dozens of mountains are flattened and cut off.
The people there were like ants, with countless casualties.
"It's no wonder that saints can dominate the world and establish a humane dynasty.
There are sixteen more powerful elite cavalry soldiers like the Flying Bear Guard! How can those Jianghu sects be our opponents!"
Ji Yuan sighed.
He is an archer guarding the city, and what he does every day is to stimulate his inner energy to resist the cold.
And shoot arrows, keep shooting arrows!
A large bow with an iron tire, and ten bags of black gold arrows.
Even if you are born with supernatural power, you will be exhausted until you are exhausted.
But those alien people seemed to be unable to kill them all, and they kept attacking the city wall.
Brave and unafraid of death, crazy and terrifying.
"Are they still 'human'?"
After repelling an siege, Ji Yuan took a deep breath of cold air, his lungs felt like a knife was cutting them, and the pain was severe.
His hands were trembling and he could no longer pull the iron bow, so he had to lean against the wall to rest and regain his breath.
In such a harsh environment, the weak cannot survive at all.
There is no need for enemies, heaven and earth will naturally take away your life.
"This is the case in the land of transformation. Those evil gods descend from the void, infect the energy, distort life, and accept all living beings as believers and material!
The saint set up nine sides as a solid barrier in order to level the world, eliminate the evil atmosphere, and bring peace to the world!"
The extremely young Coach Wei was also very tired, but he was full of enthusiasm and his face turned red.
Judging from his expression, he wanted to rush into the battlefield with those flying bear knights and fight in a bloody battle.
Ji Yuan rested for a moment, heard the horn blowing, and stood up again.
Hide behind the wall and draw your bow to shoot the aliens coming from the flanks.
He and Coach Wei were both soldiers guarding the city and were not qualified to go out of the city to join the battle.
A true flying bear knight must wear hundreds of kilograms of heavy armor, ride a red-blooded dragon horse, form a battle formation, and launch a charge.
Only by exchanging blood levels in the three realms can this be accomplished.
Three days!
Five days!
Ten days!
Ji Yuan fired thousands of arrows to hone his eyesight and mental strength.
Gradually, I was immersed in it, and I almost forgot about the refining destiny.
One year, two years, three years——
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, the whole world clicked, as if a bubble burst.
Return to darkness!
"Shuofeng Pass, Fei Xiong Guard, Tan Wenying, the people of Huawai..."
Ji Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils shrank to the size of needlepoints, giving him a strange feeling of seeing far away as if he were near.
Floating dust, flying mosquitoes, and even floating air currents!
You can see everything clearly!
"Is this the effect of refining destiny?"
Ji Yuan shook his head vigorously and found that it was not an illusion. Ji Yuan was surprised.
In his previous life, he had read a story about a sharpshooter who trained his eyesight by tying lice in his hair and looking at them every day.
Success is not achieved until the small becomes the big.
Now, Ji Yuan opened his eyes.
Not to mention dust particles smaller than grains of rice, even the moving airflow around them can be seen clearly.
"It's a pity that I don't have a bow or arrow in my hand, so I can't use archery."
Ji Yuan shook his head and said.
The mind sinks,
Motivate the Emperor's Dao Diagram.
The content of one’s own reflection has changed——
【Destiny Master】:【Ji Yuan】
【Chart】:【Unfinished (missing main luck)】
[Fate]: [Unsuccessful (lack of lucky gods and evil gods)]
[Fate number]: [One green, four white and one gray, the capital of Dingzhong]
[Eagle Vision], [Courage], [Dragons and Tigers], [Steel and Iron Bones], [Archery], [Death]
"Can accumulating fate improve the qualification evaluation of fate?"
Ji Yuan was thoughtful, feeling like he had gained another piece of knowledge.
There are still many places waiting to be unearthed or understood in the volume of Emperor Tian Dao Map he holds.
For example, what is the horoscope? What does the horoscope represent?
What is a lucky god? What is an evil god?
These doubts are always lingering in my mind and lingering.
But Ji Yuan is not a meticulous person who wants to get to the bottom of things. When faced with problems that he cannot figure out or solve at the moment, he will put them aside for the time being and talk about them later.
"Instructor Wei is three white and two gray, Cheng Baihu is five white...
The former has a fate that brings negative effects, but the latter does not. Maybe this is the reason why it can be rubbed, like [death suddenly], [depletion of energy and blood], and cannot be refined?"
Ji Yuan guessed.
"Furthermore, I have reflected so many people, no matter how strong or weak their Qi and blood are, their level of martial arts, or their status is high or low, they are all based on the Five Paths of Destiny.
They are all talented people, so the number of fates affects their evaluation.
Based on this inference, is it possible that there is actually a difference in the number of lives that each person can carry? The more powerful the being, the more expensive and more lives he has?"
With all kinds of thoughts, Ji Yuan fell into a deep sleep.
The experience at Shuofeng Pass consumed a lot of his energy.
In the dreamland, there is still the scene of Shura with the howling cold wind and the charging cavalry.
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Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!
Three blasts!
The bow string is pulled and released, like the full moon falling, tearing the air apart.
The three arrows were like shooting stars, hitting the red heart of the target 300 steps away almost at the same time.
Its force is so strong that the arrow penetrates the bull's eye.
"What a volley of arrows! Pulling a 120-pound strong bow, three arrows were fired at once, and all hit the target...Brother Zheng's internal training is very deep!"
On a martial arts field with a radius of 500 steps, Zheng Yuluo, wearing silver silk on his head and a pure white robe, stood upright with his bow drawn and calm and relaxed.
Instead of feeling proud, he sighed:
"I heard that the elites outside Jiubian Pass pulled the five-hundred-pound iron-tied bow into the full moon, and it was qualified ten times in a row. The black gold arrow that broke the armor and broke the air had to be shot eight hundred steps away... I
This little ability is nothing compared to them."
Zheng Yuluo was surrounded by a circle of young men in rich attire, all dressed up and full of vitality.
They are all general disciples and come to participate in the martial arts competition.
The man who just spoke out was tall and slender, about twenty years old, already reaching his crown.
He rubbed the jade ring on his thumb and said with a faint smile:
"Nine sides and seventeen guards are the most ferocious tiger and wolf warriors in the Jing Dynasty. No ordinary person can compare with them.
By the way, I heard that the elders in Brother Zheng's family are related to the Prince's East Palace. If that's the case, why do you want to take the exam at the martial arts hall in Tai'anfang, an outer city?
Not only did I humiliate my identity, but I also bumped into that madman Yang Xiu."
Zheng Yuluo narrowed his upturned fox eyes, raised his head and said:
"Brother Wu, I just want to test the quality of that wolf-like Yang Xiu!"
The young man called "Brother Wu" was the eldest son of the current minister, Wu Changling.
He once won the martial arts examination in Guangdaofang last year and can be called a talented man with both civil and military skills.
"Has Yang Xiu offended Brother Zheng?"
Wu Changling didn't feel surprised when he heard Zheng Yuluo say this.
Yang Xiunai is recognized as a mad dog in Tianjing City. He acts recklessly and has offended many people.
If he hadn't become the adopted son of Duke Liang, he would have died thousands of times.
"Just venting my anger on my friends."
Zheng Yuluo was vague and did not want to say more.
"Yang Xiu is not easy to deal with. He has learned the grappling martial arts from Liang Guogong in his early years of wandering the world. In addition, he once swallowed a horned python inner elixir. He is extremely powerful, has rough skin and thick flesh, and is no match for any accomplished warrior.
"
Wu Changling didn't ask further questions, and smiled and said:
"Speaking of which, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the outer city. In addition to Brother Zheng and Yang Xiu, there is also a Tiqi from Beizhen Fusi in Tai'anfang? What's his name?"
Zheng Yuluo changed to a heavier white ox bow, fired the bow again, and two more arrows penetrated the target, and then said:
"Jiyuan Jikuro is a man of character. He is as strong as a tiger and has a high-class appearance, which is rare even in the inner city.
Yesterday I submitted my invitation to him to come to the Wushu Association, but he was rejected.
This man has a very cold temperament. You must know that his first test was archery on horseback and archery. He was born into a civilian military family. He may know archery, but how much ability does he have?
A strong bow costs dozens of taels of silver, and the cost is not small. I originally wanted to use the martial arts association to help a group and provide him with big bows and arrows for training."
Wu Changling took an iron bow, pulled the bow string into a full moon easily, and said softly:
"It's a pity that Brother Zheng has good intentions, but to be honest, there is no use in improvising the art of riding and shooting. Which sharpshooter is not fed with thousands or tens of thousands of arrows?
The horse archers at Shuofeng Pass were required to shoot ten bags of black gold arrows and kill fifty enemies in every battle. If they could not complete the task, they would be demoted to work as cooks.
Ji Jiulang was so strong that he could pull up a thousand-jin copper pillar, which was really powerful.
But archery is not just about strength, it seems like he is going to be screened out in this preliminary test."
Zheng Yuluo's eyebrows were a little depressed, and he said regretfully: