My Book of Ten Thousand Jobs in the Godly World

Chapter 61 Big Cold Warriors Banquet
  The fist does not touch the object, but breaks it.

Ji Yuan looked at the falling wood chips with a smile on his face.

Bang bang bang!
  He stood next to the wooden table and started punching again.

His fist was half an inch away from the table, and sawdust began to fly out.

Three points away from the table, Qi Jin swung out like a sharp blade, cutting off a piece of wood.

The shaking wooden table was accompanied by the clanging sound of pots and bowls.

awesome!
  It's such a great feeling.

The clanging sound of pots and bowls is like the most beautiful music in the world.

Ji Yuan enjoyed this feeling.

The energy can be up to one inch long.

When the Qi Jin is divided into three parts, it is most powerful.

Ji Yuan's eyes shone.

Then with a pop, he fell to the ground and passed out.

……

Bang bang bang.

The rapid knocking on the door echoed in my ears.

Ji Yuan slowly opened his eyes and got up from the ground.

"Am I... asleep?"

He was a little confused, but he was still at home and there was no big problem.

The sun shines in from the window and is not warm.

He fought fiercely with golden wolves and wolves in the mountains. After returning, he continued to practice boxing by taking tiger marrow wine.

This is overexertion and fainting.

"It's not a good thing to be too selfless."

"Master Ji, Master Yuan?!"

The knocking on the door was still ringing.

Ji Yuan grabbed a sour pancake from the table, bit it in his mouth, and then opened the door.

"Yuan...ye..."

When the apprentice outside the door saw Ji Yuan's voice, his voice suddenly faded.

"Master Yuan, the undertaker has summoned you to the main hall to discuss matters."

"Oh."

Ji Yuan nodded, "What day is today?"

"On the eighth day of the lunar month, it will be very cold the day after tomorrow."

The apprentice replied honestly.

"Oh."

Ji Yuan was shocked that he had been punching for two and a half days.

He walked quickly towards the main hall.

He could guess what the undertaker wanted to do with him.

Walking in the Mortuary Department.

Whether they are apprentices or pedestrians, the gazes cast by the people coming and going are filled with enthusiasm.

"Is this the fierce man who killed an entire den of corpses by himself?"

"One ghost general with a beast body and twenty-six corpse ghosts, they are guaranteed to be fake."

"He has only been in the Mortuary Department for more than a month."

The whispers in my ears kept coming and going.

Ji Yuan pushed open the door of the main hall, and there was a sea of ​​people in the hall.

Facing the hall door, there are four large mahogany chairs with ligers and tigers on them, and there are four mourners on them.

There are more than ten chairs on the left and right below, one is empty, and the rest are full.

There are wolf hair charms around the waist.

Among them are three of the Four King Kongs, and they are not far from four mahogany chairs.

After the chairs, there were still quite a few people standing.

They are all pedestrians.

Ji Yuan was sizing them up, and they were also sizing up this young genius who had made a name for himself in silence.

Ji Yuan found his cheap master Niu Shaoxin and walked behind him.

"You're so handsome."

"Would you like to come and play with me tonight? My sister will teach you martial arts knowledge."

A charming female voice sounded in my ears.

Ji Yuan glanced towards the source of the sound and suddenly trembled.

The owner of this charming voice has forearms thicker than his thighs.

The bulging blood vessels and well-defined muscles all speak of the violent power.

"My lord is busy with official duties, so I won't cause any trouble."

Ji Yuan cupped his hands towards the latter.

"It's all quiet."

The mourners on the throne began to speak, which made Ji Yuan escape for a while.

Zhang Lu slowly stood up and said, "I have called you here today to talk about things on the mountain..."

really.

As expected by Ji Yuan, so many people gathered together today to talk about the internal fighting and factions among the ghosts and spirits on the mountain.

Regarding whether to eradicate them in time or let them fight among themselves and reap the benefits.

Or if there is a fight, how to fight and who will fight.

Is it possible to win over some ghosts?

The people present started to discuss these matters in a lively manner.

The originally solemn main hall instantly turned into a vegetable market.

The pedestrians were not qualified and could only stare.

"Brother Yuan, what a great skill."

Zhang Miao's voice sounded next to him.

Ji Yuan, who was somewhat drowsy, caught a glimpse of his friend whom he hadn't seen for several days and said with a smile, "Brother Miao, you are really elusive."

"I haven't seen anyone all day." "Hey, don't mention it." Zhang Miao waved his hand, revealing a bandage wrapped around his wrist.

"injured?"

"Small injury." Zhang Miao seemed unwilling to mention the matter.

"If you have anything to do, tell me."

Ji Yuan's voice was calm and his words were concise and to the point.

"Don't worry, I won't be polite if that happens."

Zhang Miao's voice was very low, "I see that you didn't go out for two and a half days after changing to the tiger marrow wine. You must have gained something?"

Ji Yuan gave Zhang Miao a look.

The latter grasped Ji Yuan's wrist with understanding.

Ji Yuan exerted a little force, punched half a few inches, and then pulled back.

Zhang Miao's eyes lit up.

"really."

"Young boy, it's true that it only took two months for him to go from strong to strong, right?"

Ji Yuan did a mental calculation.

"almost."

Zhang Miao said, "My brother's talent is truly unparalleled."

"Since my brother has such a talent, how about I tell you a secret?"

"I'm all ears." Ji Yuan moved his ear closer.

Zhang Miao said slowly, "You have great talent, so don't be too busy making breakthroughs."

"The strength can be like a knife or armor, but it can be as wide or as narrow as thick or thin. It can be as large as an inch and as small as a point. It varies from person to person."

"How strong can you be?"

"Three points can be like a knife, and it can also rise to an inch, but it is soft and weak and can only knock off some loose wood chips and dust."

Ji Yuan said truthfully.

Zhang Miao had a look on his face, "Three points is already above average. Brother Yuan, if you can wait, you can practice to an inch before seeking the realm of blood bravery."

"Anything to say?"

Ji Yuan asked.

"The reason why Hong Qing defeated Xue Yong with his Qi Jin is because he has cultivated an inch of Qi and his killing power is unparalleled."

Zhang Miao quickly added, "Of course, there is no conflict between the two practices."

"I see that you are very talented, so I think you can do both at the same time."

"With strength, no one has too much."

Ji Yuan nodded.

"Then how to practice?"

Zhang Miao smiled and said, "It's not complicated. Just consciously release more energy when practicing boxing."

Ji Yuan suddenly realized, "It still depends on talent."

Zhang Miao nodded.

"Then why not take this opportunity to tell me about the realm of blood bravery?"

Ji Yuan strikes while the iron is hot.

The debate in front of the chairs became more and more lively, and it was almost progressing to the physics debate.

I'm afraid it won't be over for a while.

"Brother Yuan, how do you think the Qi of warriors and I circulates in the body?"

Zhang Miao looked at Ji Yuan proudly.

"Circulation through blood."

Ji Yuan did not hesitate.

Zhang Miao's face became a little uncomfortable, "Brother Yuan, you must have read books."

"Otherwise, the big boss will never know."

Ji Yuan smiled and did not answer.

Zhang Miao sighed, "You are right, Qi flows through blood, and the two are closely related."

"That's what the so-called qi and blood are like."

"Qi Jin mobilizes Qi, and Xue Yong controls Qi and blood."

"A warrior at this level can control the circulation of Qi and blood to burst out with power beyond the limits of his body in an instant."

"The boxer collapses the tree with one punch, and the leg practitioner cuts the person into two pieces with one kick."

"For those who have mastered the martial arts, their instantaneous bursts of speed can make it impossible for the naked eye to react."

"A blood warrior is called a warrior, and is also called a warrior!"

Ji Yuan was shocked when he heard this.

Such warriors seem to have transcended the category of human beings.

Only the Superman played in movies in his previous life had such power.

Nowadays, movies have entered Daqian.

If even an inch of energy could delay his cultivation of the Blood Brave Realm, Ji Yuan would put it behind him without hesitation.

Ji Yuan glanced at him.

He saw Song Aoshan hunched over and touching him.

Zhang Miao immediately shut up and stood up straight.

"Brother Ji."

"what's up?"

Ji Yuan asked with a smile.

"Aren't you collecting the Baishou glans and tiger heads?"

"I've found it for you."

"Oh?" Ji Yuan was a little surprised, wondering what kind of courtesy Song Aoshan was showing.

"At three o'clock tonight, Zhang Jiyuanzi, please come over to me."

Ji Yuan nodded. Although he didn't like Song Aoshan, he helped find everything after all.

Then this bit of face should still be given.

"Okay, I will keep the appointment on time."

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