Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

Chapter 214 Wutong Divine Master's Destiny, The Power Of The Emperor's Road Map

The wind and rain are dark, and the night is vast.

In the patrol camp of the soldiers and horses, everyone held their breaths.

Except for the pea-sized drops of water clattering to the ground and splashing a large mist, there was no movement.

The second gentleman's skin was blown open, his flesh and bones were minced, and the end was extremely miserable.

The dark red blood and forest white fragments seeped into the sludge and were gradually washed away.

Not even a whole corpse was left!

Those sergeants who patrolled the city at night were all stunned and gasped.

As if deterred by the momentum, he was afraid to speak out.

So vicious!

The eyelids of the fifth master in cotton armor jumped wildly, as if he was escaping from death, and he was covered in cold sweat.

This man carried a sharp and fierce evil spirit, sent a dragon and elephant with great power, and held an embroidered spring sword to kill the princes of the state.

What he did that night would spread throughout the capital before dawn, shaking the court and the opposition.

Become a veritable man of the year!

You know, General Zong guarding the border.

At that time, he only killed the name of Duke Liang in the arena, which almost resulted in a stalemate between the cabinet and the nobles.

But now, this Beizhen Fusi Ji Jiulang is out of blue, and his attack is even more ruthless.

Directly beheading the guest under the throne of the grandfather of the country in public, without showing the slightest sympathy.

How does this end? !

When the sage was angry, he buried millions of corpses!

What about the anger of the prince?

The fifth master, who has seen so many times, trembled in his heart, as if the sky was about to fall.

I'm afraid there will be chaos in Tianjing City again!

"Tou, should we do something?"

The black-faced man seemed to have just regained his senses, and asked with his throat rolling twice.

Witnessing the bloody scene with no bones left, he felt both frightening and excited.

Every pore in his body was opening, and blood rushed to his forehead.

Who said that powerless mud legs have to swallow their anger?

Who said that the soldiers of the military households can only be bullied and be trampled on by Xungui all their lives?

There was Zong Pingnan in the front, and Ji Jiuro in the back.

Both of them are bloody brave, and they draw their swords brazenly!

Although the black-faced man knows very well that he lacks the courage,

But seeing such a scene, still can't stop the excitement in my heart.

"What? You want to go forward and arrest someone? The fifth-rank Qi practitioners killed him with one knife. If we add them together, we will get two more knives!"

Fifth Master wiped the rain on his face and said angrily.

"I mean, why don't you take two buckets of water to wash the ground, clean up the collapsed house, and do something.

Lest the Shangguan come over and see us all standing stupidly, being affected by the fish pond, and asking for anger and guilt. "

The black-faced man scratched his head and made a sincere suggestion.

"Well, your brain is very good.

It also makes sense, and quickly let the brothers get busy.

Damn, I knew I shouldn't have changed shifts with Old Liu Tou tonight! Happened to hit a Tai Sui evil star! "

Fifth Master lowered his head and muttered, his legs were a little weak.

Step by step, he slowly walked towards the white python flying fish suit standing with a knife.

"How do you call this Dutou? Ji is a murderer, and if the soldiers and horses want to be captured, it's up to everyone to deal with them, and they will never resist."

When the fifth master approached, the "murderer" who couldn't get close to the wind and rain smiled.

He speaks elegant and easy-going, without the violent arrogance of before.

Believe in you!

Put the knife down first!

The fifth master glanced down at the embroidered spring knife, silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with a smile:

"Little Wang Wu, he is the head of the patrol camp in Datongfang, the army and horse division.

Jiuye, you are a hundred households, how dare our sergeants patrol the city to deal with it.

It's just... life is at stake, so it's not easy to let go.

After all, the laws of the court must be obeyed, don't you think? "

The corners of Ji Yuan's mouth twitched, and she asked with a half-smile:

"What does Wang Dutou intend?

Don't worry, Ji is a law-abiding good citizen.

What's more, one person does the job and one person does it!

Since I wear official robes and give my name and surname, I kill thieves in the army and horse division.

He knows the consequences, knows the benefits, and won't run away. "

Good people?

It is clearly the lawless Tai Sui evil star!

Wang Wu's skin twitched, and he forced a smile:

"Ji Baihu is a young hero, Tianjiao of Liaodong!

The little ones do not dare to be embarrassed, nor do they want to be embarrassed.

Just invite Lord Baihu to sit in the house and wait patiently...until someone comes from above to handle the matter. "

Ji Yuan nodded in agreement and responded calmly.

Between the eyebrows, there is a lightness.

It seems that the people he killed were pigs, dogs, and livestock, not the guests of the imperial government.

"Don't be alarmed, your heart is as calm as a lake, and your chest is full of thunder. It's really good!"

Seeing this, Wang Wu couldn't help but sigh, and he felt a little respect in his heart.

For other people, it's not bad to be able to stay calm.

The guest Qing of the Duke of Liang's mansion raised ghosts and refined evil spirits, absorbed blood and blood, and murdered family slaves.

Such terrifying methods are tantamount to demons, and they only make people feel disgusted and fearful.

In contrast, the Baihu of Beizhen Fusi is more like a heroic chivalrous person who walks the path for heaven.

After a while, Ji Yuan was respectfully invited into the house.

The charcoal fire in the furnace has not been extinguished, and the shochu has been warmed.

He poured a glass, raised his head and drank.

The fiery smell of alcohol rushed through his throat and into his lungs, like a knife.

"You can grab another life, but it's a pity that the upper limit is reached and it's a waste."

Ji Yuan was sitting alone, with the knife in its sheath and lying in front of his knees.

The Emperor Tiandao map shakes slightly, rippling with soft brilliance.

【Yuan Bo】

[Fate: God Lord of Wutong]

[Life number: Yin evil (green), controlling ghosts (green), swallowing evil (green), cultivating small success (green), killing and sucking blood (white), clinging to nobles (white), never ending (grey), short life (grey) )]

【Death of Fate】

【You can grab any one】

[Or transform into Dao aggregate to absorb]

Ji Yuan took a careful look around, but couldn't find a satisfactory fate.

So I randomly chose a cyan destiny and turned it into Dao Yun to learn.

At present, he only knows to invite auspicious gods and evil gods, which can increase his life.

Originally, there were 15 upper limit for Fate Achievement.

And because I invited a Night Wandering God, I can grab an extra one.

Therefore, Ji Yuan does not intend to waste it lightly, and is ready to choose carefully.

The four greens and four whites of the second gentleman Yuan Bo are mostly in the aspect of raising ghosts and evil spirits, and they are of little help to themselves.

He didn't want to take the path of no people and no ghosts.

Even if you are a Qi trainer and practice Taoism.

It should also be majestic, so as not to collide with Qi and blood martial arts.

[You can grab the fate of the "Five Ability God Lord"]

【Or absorb residual gas】

"Huh? Actually... a new option appeared."

Ji Yuan's eyes moved suddenly, revealing a contemplative meaning.

Could it be that beheading someone who has the same fate can take away everything the other party has?

Including Fate, Qi, and Fate!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the prince Bai Hanzhang.

if……

"Even if the prince who murdered Jingchao gave me forty-six fates, the fate of the [Dragon Dance Head] would not be able to withstand a blow from a saint who is extremely martial arts!"

Ji Yuan shook his head, Jing Chao stood on Xuanzhou, relying on Bai Zhongqi's top martial arts cultivation in the world.

Even the four gods outside the realm are helpless, let alone others.

He put away his unreasonable delusions and looked intently.

【Wutong God Lord】

[The so-called five-connected gods are mostly transformed by the desires of the world, the wine, sex, wealth and qi are beneficial, and the foolish husband and the foolish woman crave all their lives, but they are gangrenous, piercing the heart and eroding the bones.

Those who achieve this destiny are born with evil spirits, and have spiritual roots. Although they are human beings, they are evil spirits. Every time they train a vicious ghost, they must fast for a hundred days, and they must not touch alcohol, sex, wealth, and profit, otherwise Success and failure.

With the blessing of this destiny, order the five ghosts, don't dare to disobey, practice the ghost way, and get twice the result with half the effort.

Also because of the proliferation of killing, there is harm to the heavens, and it is easy to suffer the calamity of blood. 】

"This kind of fate is far inferior to [Wuqu Riding a Dragon], there is no need to grab it."

Ji Yuan didn't look down on it, and directly absorbed the remaining energy.

The Emperor's Dao map swept across in a hurry, giving birth to a great suction and pulling force, swallowing a large blue and white strong airflow.

Whoa whoa whoa!

The cloud of auspicious millstones three inches above the head suddenly shook.

Out of thin air, illusory shapes such as Yingluo, umbrella, jade pot, and golden pagoda were condensed.

"This trip is not small."

Ji Yuan's heart sank, and he drew out the number of good deeds and evil virtues he had accumulated.

【One thousand one hundred and forty-two engravings】

"It's more than enough to invite a lucky god, but it's just a matter of choosing.

The sects of ghosts and gods on the ground level are mostly Yin Shi Yin Si,

The rank of heaven is the sages of the Qing Dynasty, and the rank of people is the canopy of the golden tower.

Good luck, you should choose one of them. "

Ji Yuan thought about it.

After counting, his taut heartstrings loosened a little.

The majestic qi and blood that broke through the limit of the Second Realm and almost overwhelmed the ribs and ribs had already gathered in the body bit by bit.

The six Qi channels are like dry rivers, no longer full of energy.

This is the price of overburden.

Thanks to his strong physique and deep accumulation, Ji Yuan did not lose his strength and fell over.

That hell blood curse is to squeeze every ounce of blood, every trace of strength from flesh and blood.

It is a dangerous act of emptying out the body while fishing.

If he hadn't thought about the blessing of fifteen lives, his foundation was extremely strong, and he wouldn't use it easily.

"The gift of the Blood God... is a bit like fishing bait, it seems like a refreshing gift, giving others a power that is difficult to possess in their entire lives.

But the more you use it, the deeper the obsession, and eventually the sinking, it is easy to become bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty. "

Ji Yuan's heart is bright, like a mirror.

He said that he was prostituting four gods for nothing, but he was actually very alert.

It is by relying on the Emperor's Dao map that he is so bold, constantly jumping on the edge of danger repeatedly.

"With the body of Tongmai, beheading five-rank Qi practitioners, five fierce and evil ghosts, paying this price is a good deal."

Ji Yuan circulated qi and blood, slowly recovering the emptiness and exhaustion of his limbs.

"Next, we have to deal with the mad revenge of Liang Guogong's mansion, and the crime of breaking into the military and horse division to kill.

Thinking about it, it's not difficult.

Just look at the sage's feet, whether it is Yang Hong covering the sky with one hand, or the East Palace's words. "

...

...

Just after Mao, the military officer of Xicheng, Ye Huihuang, hurriedly put on his official robes and came to Datongfang to patrol the camp.

He had two dark circles under his eyes, and his face was very good-looking.

Anyone who is woken up before dawn will have a bit of a temper.

Therefore, this commander Ye just got off the soft sedan chair.

Seeing Wang Wu coming to greet him, he scolded his face with his head covered:

"What's wrong with you? I don't know what is the crime of forcibly breaking into Ma Si's patrol camp? According to the law, you can be executed!

What's more, the thief dared to kill, contrary to the sky!

Since it has been won, then beat him to death on the spot!

If you have to report it, it will disturb my rest! "

Wang Wu bowed his head, not making a sound.

When Commander Ye's anger subsided, he lowered his voice and said:

"That thief has quite a background!"

After Ye Huihuang held both hands, he was full of posture and glanced coldly:

"What's the background? What's the background! Wangdutou, have you forgotten the five words that the national law is intolerant?

He is the son of the Six Books! The grandson of a cabinet minister!

Violating the rules of the military division, the laws of the court, should also be punished! "

Wang Wu took two steps closer and said bitterly:

"It's Ji Baihu of Beizhen Fusi."

Ye Huihuang didn't care at first, and shouted:

"What about Beizhen Fusi... Wait, who are you talking about? Which Ji Baihu?"

After a pause, he reacted.

Ji?

Or Hundreds?

Very familiar.

Wang Wuyu glanced into the house, saw that there was no movement, and continued to answer:

"Which other Ji Baihu, the one who is in the limelight of the Beizhen Fusi."

Ye Huihuang's face changed, and he whispered:

"Why is it him! Who doesn't have eyes on the soldiers and horses to provoke Ji Taisui? Are you tired of living?"

He thought about it, thinking that it is better to have less than one thing.

If you can cover up the past, it will be assumed that it never happened, and there is no need to offend Beizhen Fusi for this.

That Ji Jiulang, but whoever gets bloody bad luck.

I heard that a few days ago, a fourth-rank military attache from the Ministry of War just fell down.

The father, the mother, and the two younger brothers all died cleanly, and they were all dressed in filial piety.

Miserable!

"Mr. Yuan Bo, the great guest of the Duke of Liang's mansion."

Wang Wu said word by word.

"Master of the country... the straight mother is a thief! What a big disaster!

Wang Wu, listen carefully! I haven't been to Chase Square tonight, and you haven't seen Mr. Ben either! "

Ye Huihuang turned around and left after hearing the words.

What a joke!

Hundred households from Beizhen Fusi killed the guests of Liang Guogong's mansion?

The water is too deep!

Can't be bothered!

"Director Ye, Ji Baihu is sitting in the house, waiting to be arrested and tried..."

Wang Wu quickly followed, and he didn't want to get involved in this vortex.

Chaotang's powerful fighting method, he is a small head.

A little careless, is to shatter your bones!

"Your brain is broken? Ji Jiulang is from Beizhen Fusi, what does it have to do with our soldiers and horses?

Who is going to arrest? Are you slaughtering him? Report directly to Heilongtai and throw the hot potato to others!

There is no reaction at all, Old Wang, you deserve not to be promoted! "

Ye Huihuang was furious, bent down and got into the soft sedan, and then explained again and again:

"Remember! I haven't been here tonight! Get up from the sedan chair! Get out of the sedan chair quickly and go home!

Damn it, she broke out in a cold sweat! The Duke's Mansion...Black Dragon Terrace...two big hills.

If the rumors are true, then Ji Jiuro is definitely a Tai Sui evil star! "

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ps: Three thousand seven, there will be more later~

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