Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

Chapter 44 Ignorance kills people!

The end of the new year is approaching, and the weather seems to be unfavorable. After several days of clear skies, Shengjing City ushered in another wave of cold currents.

Pieces of thin clouds came from the extreme north, and gradually covered the top of Shengjing City. The sun shone through the thin clouds, and the air was also dignified, giving people an urge to climb the mountains.

Only if you climb high enough, you will not be afraid of the dark clouds in front of you.

"My lady ordered you to exchange qi for gong for Jiang Xuanyao?"

Inside Lanhong Pavilion, Jiang Li's eyes flashed, their eyes were as cold as stars.

"Young Master Li is smart, to think of this so quickly!"

Mo Yunliang nodded.

Jiang Xuanyao was beaten ten times with a cane, and he was unable to re-practice for at least two months.

And more than five months later, it will be Wu Keenkao, Jiang Xuanyao is bound to win, so naturally he can't lie in bed and wait for his injury to recover.

Qi meridians are incompletely inherited. All along, only the children of poor families will take the initiative to practice in order to win a chance to stand out, and obtain high-strength force at the cost of depleting vitality and lifespan.

In addition to having a combat power not weaker than that of martial artists of the same realm, qi cultivation also has a very special ability, which is to export the true energy in the body to temper the physical body of the warrior, which has a certain auxiliary effect on physical cultivation.

However, during this process, Qi Xiu's frequent use of true qi will greatly deplete the vitality of the five internal organs, and it is not an exaggeration to say that life is exchanged for merit.

"Mr. Mo is not a domestic slave raised by the Hou Mansion, why did he agree to Da Furen's request?" Jiang Li asked.

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Li, although Mo was born in a branch of the Mohist family, but because of his ancestor's political disagreement, he was bullied by the big house, so it was a last resort to practice Qimai!"

Mo Yunliang sighed: "From the day I practiced Qimai, I knew that this life was ruined, but Mo Mou has a daughter under her knees. Although she is not very old, she has shown extremely high talent in martial arts."

When Mo Yunliang talked about his daughter, his eyes sparkled: "The eldest lady promised that if I help the ninth son temper his body, she will introduce the little girl to an elder of the Jade Cauldron Sect!"

"I know the Jade Cauldron Sect. This sect is one of the top ten sects. It specializes in martial arts. The sect's inheritance of the 'Wanluo Shenwang Dingyin Jue' is one of the highest exercises in the physical body!" Jiang Xuan said.

"Xuan Xin, go to the practice room on the first floor of Lanhong Pavilion and get a can of crocodile essence and give it to Mr. Mo!" Jiang Li thought for a while.

"Young Master Li, this is..."

Mo Yunliang turned pale when he heard the words.

"Mr. Mo, you taught me the method of Qimai cultivation. Although it is the order of the eldest lady, after all, there is a teacher-student relationship!"

Jiang Li took the Crocodile Essence Powder brought by Jiang Xuanxin and placed it in front of Mo Yunliang, "Mr. Mo took this pot of secret medicine to the Jade Cauldron Sect as a ceremony of apprenticeship. Jade Cauldron Sect attaches great importance to it."

"Young Master Li, Mo can't repay such kindness!"

Mo Yunliang looked at the crocodile Jiao Jingyuan in front of him, his eyes glazed over, unbelievable.

The value of this kind of royal secret medicine cannot be measured by money at all, and it is the supreme secret medicine that all warriors in the world dream of.

Using this medicine as a stepping stone, it doesn't take a whole jar at all, a third of it is enough for an elder of the Jade Cauldron Sect to accept his daughter as a closed disciple.

"Mo is useless and incompetent, so he shouldn't have received such a treasure!"

Mo Yunliang's expression was complicated, and his eyes flickered. If it was only for himself, he could directly decline without hesitation, but it was about his daughter's life. He pondered for a long time, and finally his eyes focused.

"If the young master does not dislike it, Mo is willing to worship under the young master's family, to act like a dog and horse, and to repay the young master's gift of medicine!"

Mo Yunliang bowed solemnly.

……

"What? Mo Yunliang left without saying goodbye?"

With a bang, the porcelain bowl fell heavily to the ground, and the porcelain pieces were scattered everywhere.

Jiang Xuanyao was lying on the bed in exasperation, because he swung his arms too violently, which affected his lower body, and there was severe pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Yao'er calm down, there is more than one qi master in Shengjing City with the surname Mo, mother will mobilize all connections and find a few more qi masters for you!"

The second wife, Ning, quickly comforted her softly, for fear that Jiang Xuanyao's anger would cause the newly healed wound to burst open again, delaying the martial arts, and how to compete with the eldest lady's sons in the future.

"Of course Shengjing City has no shortage of qi masters, but there are not many people who can match that surnamed Mo in the subtle movement of zhenqi!"

Jiang Xuanyao said bitterly: "Although Mo Yunliang is only a qi cultivator at the peak of the sixth-level soldier's qi realm, everyone knows that it's just because he is afraid of losing his lifespan and doesn't want to be promoted. Master!"

"Ma'am, son, someone saw Mo Yunliang coming out of Lanhong Pavilion, carrying a black porcelain crock pot on his back, riding a fast horse and leaving the city directly!"

Standing beside the bed was a capable man in a black robe. He was thin and not tall, but his palms were extraordinarily large, almost comparable to the guard Heita beside Jiang Shirong.

"Crockpot? Could it be the crocodile essence powder!"

Jiang Xuanyao was stunned, his blood rushed to the sky, he hammered the couch in a rage, and couldn't help roaring: "It's Jiang Li again, and this damn bastard again, what a precious secret medicine Crocodile Jiao Jing Yuan San is, he actually gave it to a short-lived Qi cultivator!" , a short-lived ghost, what a waste of money, how dare he!"

Jiang Xuanyao's heart was bleeding when he thought of the small altar of defective Crocodile Jiao Jingyuan Powder that he regarded as a treasure and was reluctant to use it until now.

It was as if the secret medicine Jiang Li sent was his.

"Heavenly bastard, he first caused my son to be beaten by Lord Hou's rod, and now he sent away Mo Yunliang, it's too deceitful!"

The second wife, Ning, was tightly clutching the corner of the quilt on the bed, a ferocious expression was squeezed out of her soft face, her teeth were gnashing loudly.

"I can't swallow this breath. I can't let this little boy Jiang Li enter Qianjunhou's mansion safely. Find a way for me. I will make him suffer!" Ning said angrily.

"Don't worry, ma'am, I'll arrange it right away!"

The man in black robe nodded and quietly left the room.

……

"Brother Fifteen, are you going to give me this jar of crocodile essence?"

In the practice room of Lanhong Pavilion, Jiang Xuanxin looked surprised, staring at the large pot of crocodile essence powder that Jiang Li pushed over, dazed.

"Crocodile Jiao Jingyuan Powder is a precious medicine for martial arts body training, and ordinary people only need one or two cans to cultivate to the seventh level of martial arteries and ten thousand level.

"The physical body of a warrior in the ten thousand husband realm is as strong as an elephant, and the effect of the crocodile jiao essence powder is negligible, almost negligible!"

Jiang Li took out three more porcelain vases from his bosom, which contained precious medicines that could nourish the body and repair damage, which he found from the bandit leader Wu Dazhi, and presented them to Jiang Xuanxin.

In addition, there is also a martial arts manual searched from Wu Dazhi, which records three exquisite and domineering saber techniques, called the Eight Absolute Sword Techniques.

The reason why it is called eight styles is because the knife manual is incomplete.

When Wu Dazhi was young, he was not a bandit but a tomb robber. In the tomb of a military general in the previous dynasty, he accidentally obtained the sword of martial arts.

With the help of martial arts, Wu Dazhi completed the transformation from a craftsman to a martial artist in just a few years, and gathered a group of vicious subordinates.

In addition to the three styles of Jue Dao in the martial arts book, there are also fragmentary records of Wu Dazhi's insights and similar days when he practiced the sword.

Jiang Li often couldn't help frowning and sighing when he flipped through the knife manual.

"Uneducated, it can really kill people!"

(End of this chapter)