Ji Taoist

night.

Yan Buzhi looked at Yan Xirou who had returned safely and greeted her at the door with a smile.

"Father, I'm back!" Yan Xirou happily jumped out of the carriage and said.

"Well, how were you today? Have you met Mr. Zhou Hua?" Yan Buzhi asked quickly.

"Um!!"

Yan Xirou talked about the apprenticeship ceremony, and Yan Buzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that Mr. Zhou Hua is also an unconventional person. It's great that he recognized you as his disciple as soon as he went there."

"There are also classmates. I also met a few female students like me. I got along well with them and had lunch together." Yan Xirou said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it when we get back."

Yan Xirou was chattering quite excitedly, talking about the knowledge she learned at Linshan Academy today and the stories she had chatted with her classmates.

It seemed that Yan Xirou was not treated differently in the academy, but Yan Buzhi still warned:

"Those female students should have a good background. If you interact with them on weekdays, don't ask about their families. Of course, if they ask you, don't reveal your identity easily. Just say that you are Mr. Zhou Hua's disciple. ”

"Really?" Yan Xirou looked at him puzzled.

Yan Buzhi nodded: "This academy is no better than other places. If you are really good, some people will be jealous. Besides, as soon as you go there, you will be favored by the people to accept you as a disciple. Even though you are a girl, it is the dream of many students. They may treat you. Treat each other with good intentions, but never without any reservations.”

"Oh, I know father."

"Okay, you go back and rest first."

"Um!"

Watching Yan Xirou go away, Yan Buzhi looked at the accompanying maid and asked, "How is Rou'er doing in the academy today?"

"Master, Miss is kind to people, and there are many poor scholars who want to come and make friends. However, when they heard that they were Mr. Zhou Hua's disciples, they walked away without saying anything. It's just that those female students seemed to be pushing against Miss, but Miss has not yet I can hear it," the maid said worriedly.

"Well, you know what to do, right?"

"I understand, Master, you want me to experience the dangers of the world. It is much better to suffer a little in the academy than to suffer outside." The maid said with a smile.

Yan Buzhi looked unbearable: "Well, if I could, I would like to protect Rou'er for the rest of my life. It's a pity that we, mortals, don't live to be more than a hundred years old."

"You did a good job today. I will pay ten taels of silver to the account tomorrow. You can go back and rest first."

"Yes, Master." The maid looked happy, and at the same time she understood a father's expectation and protection for his daughter.

If nothing else, how great would it be if you were also the master's daughter?

The maid thought so, with undisguised eyes of envy, she turned and left.

Yan Buzhi walked back to the bedroom alone.

In the dead of night, the sound of cicadas and frogs came from the courtyard outside the door, and the moonlight shone like water in front of the window. The fluorescence in the garden is dim, ultimately not as bright as the bright moon.

He turned around and lit the candlestick, and took out an ancient book from the dark drawer under the desk. Although the dough is shabby, there is no dust at all. I think Yan Buzhi often read it.

Looking at the three big characters written on the ancient book, Yan Buzhi squinted his eyes:

"Blood Essence Kung Fu is nothing more than ordinary internal Kung Fu. Although it is very powerful and combined with external Kung Fu, even if a dozen strong men attack me with weapons, they are still no match for me. However, they are not as good as the Immortal Taoist Technique after all. Hurry, Hurry, as long as I can get to Yangchun Wenhui, if you find that person..."

Yan Buzhi's eyes gleamed slightly, feeling the surging Qi and blood in his body. A stream of internal Qi emerged from the Dantian and merged into the blood, disappearing invisible.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Buzhi felt energetic, but a moment later he was sweating profusely and his face turned pale. He hurriedly took out the medicine box in the drawer, took out an old ginseng and chewed it raw into his stomach, then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

After Yan Buzhi returned to normal, he sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated.

Abandoning distracting thoughts, I settled into calmness after an hour, feeling that the energy and blood in my body had increased a bit.

"This Blood Essence Skill is indeed the number one internal skill in the mortal and evil ways of the Kun Dao Dynasty. If it does not swallow the essence and blood of ordinary warriors, it is impossible to suppress the skyrocketing energy and blood by relying on one's own internal strength. Fortunately, I have found another external skill, Tiger Roaring Iron Cloth Shirt Tempering the whole body with strong Qi and blood can control the surge of Qi and blood... But today, it seems that it is not possible to continue practicing for the time being. "

Yan Buzhi took a deep breath.

Although he scorned these common martial arts, in order for Yangchun Wenhui's plan to proceed smoothly, so what if he became a heretic devil?

The origin of Blood Essence Kung Fu is quite mysterious. Twenty years ago, when Yan Buzhi was young, he was alone and preparing to go to the city to explore. By chance, he encountered two martial arts masters fighting in the mountains and forests. Both sides fought until they were exhausted and died.

After rummaging through the belongings of these two people, in addition to finding money, banknotes and a token, the biggest gain was this Blood Essence Kung Fu!

After asking around a lot, I found out that this Blood Essence Kung Fu is the undisclosed secret of a famous martial arts evil force in the Kun Dao realm: the Bloodstream Sect, and it has been missing for hundreds of years.

And that token is even more extraordinary. It is actually the identity token of the 'Iron Tiger Guard' under the direct control of the emperor. It is said that this Iron Tiger Guard is a sharp knife for His Majesty today. Not only is it the talk of everyone in the dynasty, , even the officials outside were trembling with fear when they heard the name of Tie Huwei.

Without him, there are only a hundred people in the Iron Tiger Guard, but all of them are masters who can be called 'martial arts masters' in the world! Moreover, there are countless intelligence-gathering organizations under its banner, working for the emperor to collect information about what is happening in various parts of the Kun Dao realm.

Therefore, there is also a popular saying in the realm of Kun Dao: 'When the iron tiger sleeps soundly, the whole world is auspicious; when the roar comes, all the beasts are frightened. ’

"I must not let the government know that I practice Blood Essence Gong. Fortunately, this Blood Essence Gong has been lost for hundreds of years. Unless the Iron Tiger Guards or other masters of the Imperial Palace come here to find out that my blood and qi are abnormal, I can use the Tiger Roaring Iron Cloth Shirt, a horizontal training external skill, to cover it up. There is no need to worry too much. A mere Yangchun Literary Meeting should not attract the attention of the Iron Tiger Guards."

And compared to the top martial arts masters among mortals such as the Iron Tiger Guards, that person is the real trouble!

The biggest trouble in practicing Blood Essence Gong is that there is no way to generate enough internal energy in the body. Naturally, if the internal energy is insufficient, the real strength will not be seen by the practitioners.

The Blood Essence Gong has a unique way of running internal energy, and the internal energy it cultivates is also to increase its own blood and qi. Instead, there is a shadow of horizontal training external skills in it, which does not seem like an orthodox internal skill.

When he discovered this, Yan Buji began to try to collect various external martial arts to strengthen himself. In addition to consuming the growing blood and qi in the body, it was also to better conceal his internal strength.

But even if Yan Buji learned a lot of external skills with the blood essence, his own strength would not be afraid even when facing a true master.

However, no matter how much external skills he learned, the strong blood and qi still made Yan Buji unable to bypass the most troublesome point of the blood essence.

He needed to devour the essence and blood of warriors to balance his own blood and qi. With the unique operation concept of the blood essence, he gradually transformed the essence and blood of other warriors into his own blood and qi to calm the various negative effects brought by the operation of the blood essence.

The better the blood essence is practiced, the more it needs the essence and blood of warriors; the more the essence and blood of warriors are absorbed, the stronger the blood essence will be.

That's why it is called the first evil skill by the martial arts forces in Kundao Land, which is harmful to people.

After a while, Yan Buji calmed down the restlessness of his blood and qi, as if he was about to become a blood-thirsty monster. If he couldn't absorb enough essence and blood of warriors, he couldn't cross this level.

Yan Buji took a deep breath, walked to the closet and turned a secret mechanism.

The wardrobe shook suddenly, but it didn't make much noise. However, a passage appeared below, and Yan Buji walked into it....