Chapter 62: Counting the Harvest, Wood-burning Knife Technique
As the torrential rain gradually subsided, Ji Yuan stood with his knife in his hand and looked at the fire scene where the hot air was blowing against his face and the ash was swirling.
At his feet was a bloated corpse lying on the ground, with a pale head covered in mud.
Dark clouds, Yizhuang, locust trees, blood and rain, cloud eagles and flying fish.
If Chen Haishi, the ghost fairy who is good at depicting demons, absurdity and chaos, were still alive,
I will definitely say that this scene can be painted.
"Finish a matter on my mind."
Ji Yuan exhaled a breath of white breath, silently activated the roaring golden bell, and the pores all over his body opened and closed as if he was vomiting.
It drives the muscles and bones to slowly wriggle and repair internal injuries.
He had blocked Lin Lu's heavy punch before, seemingly calm and relaxed.
In fact, the internal organs were churning and churning, almost being shaken out of place.
Thinking about it carefully, Ji Yuanruo practiced martial arts horizontally and had the double blessing of steel and iron bones.
With a body that is convinced of the first level of Qi, it faces the second level of Tongmai.
It was difficult to seize the opportunity and successfully kill Lin Lu.
The latter's blood and internal energy are deeper, and his movements and movements are infinitely powerful.
If it goes on for a long time, the outcome will be uncertain.
As for fighting head-on, using strong blows to get stronger, take the initiative to receive the full blow of Mulai Dacheng.
It is like a foolish dream and will never be realized!
"Instructor Wei is right, the test before life and death is not only the level and the strength of martial arts, but also other things.
Lin's character is extremely bad, not to mention his fighting experience. If he wasn't at a higher level than me, there would be no need to go to such great lengths."
Ji Yuan slowed down slightly. It was like a ruthless sword flying through the sky, like an angry dragon, almost draining half of the inner energy of the limbs and bones.
Otherwise, how could it be possible to break the Qi meridians and cut into the flesh and blood so easily.
"No matter what, I finally made it! Whoever said that the first level of Qi can't kill the second level of Tongmai!"
A happy smile appeared on Ji Yuan's face. Although Lin Lu was a villain and not a formidable enemy, his life gave him the ability to understand his thoughts.
"Master Baihu, you deserved to die."
His thoughts fluctuated for a while, and when the energy and strength of the dragon and tiger were refilled into his body, Ji Yuan began the most important task of the night.
Clean up the battlefield and count the harvest.
Killing without licking the bag is absolutely intolerable!
Anyway, it was late at night at midnight, with cold wind, cold rain, and loud thunder. In such bad weather, even the watchman would not keep watch at night for fear of being discovered.
Besides, Ji Yuan had already sent Old Man An out to look out.
If there is really any movement, the latter will come over and report the news.
"Let me take a look at the Lin Baihu family in Fusi, Beizhen. Lin Bapi, who can squeeze oil and water out of stones, what kind of wealth he has."
Ji Yuan kicked away the fat head that refused to look at death and smashed it into the fire.
The Bai Lian Dao in his palm moved left and right, cutting open the rather tough red flying fish suit.
From his belt and arms, he found a money bag, thirty taels of broken silver, a stack of damaged treasure notes, and several copper plates.
There is also a middle-grade martial arts book called "Hunyuan Chui", which is a boxing technique that can be performed vigorously.
"Why do everyone like to carry secrets with them? What's wrong with them?"
Ji Yuan curled his lips, but then thought about it,
Like Mr. Xu and Lin Baihu, they bullied the weak and feared the strong, and acted like little dogs.
They probably don’t believe anyone but themselves.
No matter where you hide your martial arts skills, you will worry about them being stolen, so it is better to keep them close to you.
"It gives me an advantage."
Ji Yuan didn't show any excitement.
He now possesses a high-grade martial art called "Tiger Roaring Golden Bell".
The two low-grade martial arts in the fighting formation, Hundred Step Fist and Air Splitting Palm, as well as the "Iron Cloth Shirt" which is of little use for the time being.
If you bite off more than you can chew, a few more punches and kicks are meaningless.
Unless it's the kind of unparalleled magical power or supreme skill, then that's a different story.
"Instructor Wei once said that martial arts has four methods: fighting, killing, raising, and practicing."
Ji Yuan's eyes flashed and he remembered.
The first two are to distinguish between superior and inferior, to determine life and death.
The latter two are to nourish qi and blood and train the body.
For example, military martial arts masters are very good at fighting and killing methods, swords, fists and kicks, all focusing on fighting in formations.
The cultivation and training methods of the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism are complex and diverse, and they can be regarded as top-notch.
"The Tiger's Roaring Golden Bell is a training method, the Hundred Step Fist and Splitting Air Palm are fighting methods, and the Hunyuan Hammer is a killing method... If you can add another cultivation method, you will be able to survive together."
Ji Yuan picked up the booklet and put the scattered silver coins into his bag.
As for the treasure banknotes and copper plates, I don't care about them anymore.
If he had foolishly gone to the bank to cash it, he would have brought it upon himself.
This sense of vigilance is still there.
Ji Yuan searched patiently for a long time until Lin Lu was scraped clean.
In the end, he did not let his body be exposed in Yizhuang, adhering to the principle of starting well and ending well.
He picked up the headless corpse and threw it into the fire, where it was turned into charcoal and ashes along with dozens or twenty other corpses.
This sudden heavy rain will wipe out all traces of this burned-down righteous village.
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By the time we returned to Nanmen Hutong, it was already halfway through the ugly season.
The heavy rain that fell all night finally subsided, and a light white color appeared on the horizon.
Ji Yuan took off his soaked Yunying robe and washed his clothes and boots.
Wearing a Chinese coat, he was sitting on the bed, leaning against the wall, playing with a fiery red token that had an extraordinary aura.
"I wonder how much this thing is worth?"
Lin Lu was struggling desperately before, intending to use this object to sneak attack on him, a fifteen-year-old boy, but he was killed with a knife.
It can be seen that this thing is Lin Baihu's trump card.
Its value shouldn't be much different.
"By killing Lin Lu, I can neither become famous nor gain wealth and power, but I can only solve a problem on my mind.
I hope this token can bring some unexpected joy."
The most direct way for Ji Yuan to judge the true value of an item now is to stir up the Emperor's Heavenly Dao Diagram.
The mind sinks slightly and the splendor ripples.
[Artifact]: [Red Fire Order (Green)]
[Status]: [Cannot be advanced]
【Grade】:【B Upper】
【Thousand Points of White Tao Yun】
[Input an equal amount]
[Refining can obtain "Wood Burning Knife Technique"]
"One thousand points... white Dao Yun!"
Ji Yuan's eyes lit up and he smiled silently:
"Lin Baihu is so funny. I forgive you."
He thought very clearly that instead of accumulating the Tao Yun, he would learn the martial arts of unknown origin.
It is better to absorb the Tao Yun and eliminate hidden dangers.
Thinking of this, Ji Yuan did not hesitate.
Huangtian Daotu shook slightly, and the gold and iron token containing the fierce Yang Fire energy trembled.
Then it became as silent as death and became a mortal thing.
Immediately afterwards, a huge picture scroll spread out in the sea of consciousness, shining like the sun, and stretching out, reflecting his own destiny.
【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(Green)】
【Qiyong (white)】
【Dragon Spirit and Tiger Fierce(White)】
[Reinforced Iron Bone (White)]
[Shooting Arts (White)]
【Good Death(White)】
【Strong Blood (White)】
【Nei Zhuang (white)】
Except for the cyan [Eagle Vision], the other seven destiny stars are as white as the sky.