"A water and land dojo for seven days and seven nights? It's so luxurious!"

Ji Yuan himself sits cross-legged in the bamboo house, using the ability of the night wandering god to monitor good and evil and ascertain the true and false.

This was an unintentional move.

There are thousands of houses and mansions in the land of several squares.

How could he happen to meet someone who knew his name and was plotting to mention it in the middle of the night?

But I never thought that the word fate is so wonderful.

What a coincidence, the conversation between Luo Long and his mother,

Because of the ability to listen carefully to the faintest sounds, they reached his ears intermittently.

"No wonder the ancients often said that if you raise your head three feet high, there will be gods.

The mother and son discussed the plan to deal with me at home, which should have been airtight and difficult to detect.

Now I hear them all!”

Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes, with a cold look on his face.

"Even if Luo Long wanted to break his head, I'm afraid he wouldn't have guessed that I would invite gods into my life.

He actually found out clearly the secret thoughts between him and his wife.

People can deceive themselves, but they cannot deceive the gods and Buddhas!"

That old woman was a bitch, and her scoldings were extremely unpleasant.

Ji Yuan didn't have much anger.

Instead, he cared more about Luo Long's sworn guarantee.

Cut off your own head?

Paying homage to Luo Meng, the first seven of Luo Lie?

Where does the confidence come from?

Judging from the conversation between Luo's mother and son, the fourth-grade military attache of the Ministry of War was not a rough and reckless man who couldn't understand the situation.

Obviously, Luo Long knew that Beizhen Fusi was a tough guy.

Neither Jiang Guichuan nor Tan Wenying would rashly stand up for him.

Now, the two brothers Luo Meng and Luo Lie are dead.

Reluctantly asking for an explanation will only be counterproductive.

If you offend the superiors of the Ministry of War and Heilongtai, you will lose your bright future.

"He is a military attache of the Ministry of War. He is now the Minister of the Ministry of War and the Commander-in-Chief of the Five Armies.

If you can't rely on any of them, then you can only go to... Duke Liang's Mansion."

Ji Yuan's mind was quick and he came up with a guess.

He had been wary of Liang Guo's government's revenge for quite some time, but the result was that it never came.

If not for refining the Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword, through Zong Pingnan’s experience,

I know that Yang Hong, the Duke of Liang, has a fierce temperament that is arbitrary and will exact revenge.

Maybe I was deceived and really thought that the other party was very generous and didn't take Yang Xiu's death to heart at all.

"So before Luo Long humiliated the messenger Tiqi of Fusi in Beizhen and unceremoniously questioned Commander Ao, he got the instruction from the Duke of Liang.

Only when someone backs him up can he dare to speak nonsense."

Ji Yuan's eyes were slightly cold.

It doesn't feel good to be watched.

Especially a master of the military department who has changed his life in the three realms!

The orthodox background of the imperial court means that the foundation will not be too bad and the level of martial arts will not be too weak.

Compared with parallel imports like Hu Biao, they are not at the same level at all.

“The best strategy is to strike first to gain strength.

But in a two-on-three battle with four Qi veins exchanging blood seven times, you may not be the opponent if you fight head-on.

What's more, he and I both have official status..."

Ji Yuanming raised his energy and blood on his face and continued to refine the precious medicine.

Deep in my heart, fierce murderous intent arose, as if the wind and snow were hiding in silence.

He never likes to be passive!

Taking the initiative to eliminate crises is the right way!

"In Tianjing City, at the feet of the saint.

No matter how bold Luo Long was, he would not be able to openly assassinate him.

If you don't offend Jing's laws, there is only one way to get your reputation right.

That is to fight to the death and sign a life or death certificate!"

Ji Yuan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

Since ancient times, it has been said that chivalrous men break the law with force.

The more advanced a person is in martial arts, the more difficult it is to abide by other people's rules.

It is common for people to disagree and fight to the death.

Even if the imperial court appoints officials, this will inevitably happen.

Therefore, the saint specially set up a fighting arena to resolve grudges.

As long as both parties sign a life and death certificate, it doesn't matter what their official position or origin is.

Everyone is divided into high and low on the stage.

Of course, off the stage.

The past grudges will be wiped out and no more provocations will be allowed.

After the saint established the world, the battle arena was used frequently, and it almost became a major event in Tianjing City.

Every few months, officials from various departments under the six ministries would come to fight, with the Ministry of War being the most important.

Those generals and common men who came out of the Nine-Border Army were aggrieved by the officials and households when they were playing in court.

Turn around and drag people into the ring, see the real mark on the fists and feet, and regain the lost place.

But at that time, the fuss and fuss was obvious.

There is little blood, let alone death.

Until nineteen years ago, Zong Pingnan became famous in the martial arts hall and won the first prize in the competition.

The Duke of Liang was unwilling to give up and insisted on forcing his legs to bow.

In the end, it is up to the East Palace to make the final decision, sign the certificate of life and death, and fight to the death.

There is no need to say much about the ending.

Zong Pingnan fought in a bloody battle, using all his moves to kill Duke Liang with the Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword.

After that, the ultimate battle became a taboo topic and very few people talked about it.

"It seems that I can't get rid of Zong Pingnan's second name."

Ji Yuan swallowed the vitality essence of the treasure to replenish the intense consumption of [Burning Marrow] life.

He thought to himself that with the blessing of fifteen lives, he had learned the unique skill of horizontal training that was worthy of entry, and had completed the three-yin demon-slaying sword.

He should be able to fight against Luo Long!

As for who wins and who loses, everyone depends on their own methods!

"Compared to the golden bell, iron shirt and other horizontal exercises, the muscles, bones and membranes are constantly beaten.

The Fudoyama King Sutra strengthens the inner energy, strengthens one's mind, refines the true blood, and gives one a sense of transformation."

Ji Yuan meditated on it for several days, and felt more and more that the fourteen-character mantra was profound and comprehensive.

If this unique skill can be pushed to a small level, it will be enough to bridge the huge gap between the second realm of Tongmai and the third realm of blood exchange.

He immediately calmed down and collected his thoughts.

Inspire the night wandering spirit and once again enter the mysterious state of listening to the faintest sounds.

The voice of conspiracy still persists.

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To be continued...