The king does not see the king [Honghuang]

With the answer to the method that he had been thinking about for a long time, Ji Yizhao was determined, and began to silently calculate how to optimize a set of exercises that form spiral veins. The first thing must be to strengthen the meridians.

You must know that the quality of the gun barrel is not good, even if you shoot it, it will explode, but this seems to be a hard work. Fortunately, because of my special mentality, the true energy is stored in the 72 orifice points, and it is self-contained without passing through the sea of ​​​​qi. , and therefore the meridians are more tenacious than ordinary people. From this point of view, it only takes another seven or five years to meet the theoretically foolproof requirements.

After imagining the consequences if the true qi exploded in the meridians, Ji Yizhao realized that he was not in a hurry at all, this was not a trivial matter like a wrong breath.

Then think about how to solve the veins, this is more troublesome, you can only control the muscles with your mind, form a temporary spiral vein, and let the true energy spiral speed up step by step.

This can also wear water through rocks. Compared with the past, there is no possibility of opening up the bridge between heaven and earth. Now it is very good to have hope. Science must be rigorous.

Striking the bridge of heaven and earth is a job that drips water and wears stones. The time I spend walking every day is too wasteful. If the true energy can not form a self-circulation while walking, and it will not diverge without concentration, wouldn't it be faster?

After thinking about his dual-purpose level, Ji Yizhao found that it was not difficult.

So do it.

"Brother! Brother!" Ji Qiyao ran over happily.

"What's the matter?" Ji Yi, who was wandering in the sky, recalled his mind and asked.

"I've caught a prey, and my brother can eat the meat I caught." Ji Qiyao was about to jump up excitedly, and Ji Yizhao seemed to see the tail wagging desperately behind him.

"What is it?" Ji Yizhao only smiled slightly when facing his younger brother.

"This!" Ji Qiyao suddenly took out the prey he was carrying behind his hand.

A nice big mouse.

It's really big, not counting the tail, it's a foot long.

The gray-brown mountain mouse was still alive, as if it had been greatly frightened, it struggled hard, trying to pull its tail out of the little furry boy's hand.

Ji Yizhao took the smile off his face and stared at his brother quietly.

The younger brother's smile also froze on his face, and his dark eyes filled with grievance and aggrieved water: "Don't you like it, brother?"

Ji Yizhao didn't answer, but his expression had already told him the answer.

"I will catch the big rabbit and tiger for my brother." The younger brother tried hard not to cry, then turned around and threw the mouse to another boy, deciding to find a big one.

Watching my brother go away.

Ji Yizhao covered his lips with his hand and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Yi Yin was shocked and supported him: "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, just a momentary hiccup." He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, lowered his eyes, "Don't tell Qiyao."

"Yes." Yi Yin nodded, but he was unavoidably worried.

Although Ji Yizhao understood, he didn't explain too much.

It seems that the state of mind is really important.

According to the scriptures of Shenzhao, if you want your qi to move freely and operate all the time, you need to have a calm mind and not be surprised by honor and favor. It really makes sense.

Damn, I was scared off by a mouse...

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There is no road in the mountains, and dozens of people need to take turns to open the road with stone axes. They also need time to collect food and water every day. In addition, most of them are young, weak, sick and disabled. The speed can be imagined. more carefully.The water source is clean, and food is always ready. They even asked several people to make a pole to carry the young master all the way.

It was just stopped by Ji Yizhao.

This kind of unfulfilled child labor is unacceptable even if he has traveled for more than ten years.

In order not to let Yi Yin rack his brains to trouble him, he thought about how to give him a task of watching his younger brother, and sent him away.

It is time to use three things in one mind.

"Ji Yizhao."

A voice suddenly called him.

Well, after being called Young Master for a long time, Ji Yizhao instinctively looked up.

Then, he saw a person.

The warmth of the winter afternoon sun penetrated the treetops, sprinkled all over the ground, and fell on him casually. He was wearing a golden armor. The man's face was as pale as snow, his eyebrows and eyes were covered with gold, revealing the handsome nose and lips, and he was dressed in elegant black. The long clothes are like poppies blooming silently in the dark.

Ji Yizhao didn't think the other party just met by chance.

"You go first." Ji Yizhao said to Yi Yin, "I will catch up."

"Young Master, be careful." Knowing that they were just dragging one's hands, Yi Yin naturally wouldn't cause trouble for him.

The person on the branch didn't seem to care, just quietly watching the unrelated person leave.

Ji Yizhao felt a sense of familiarity inexplicably.

"The tiger will win by returning to the Southern Wilderness." The man said slowly.

Ji Yizhao didn't speak.

"I'm here just for you."

"Is there something wrong?" Ji Yizhao instinctively felt that the other party was more threatening than Yun Chenzi, but had Dong Sheng's masters really reached the level of walking around like dogs?Why in such a short time he has already met two Tianque masters.The cross-level challenge can't be so fast.

"Everyone in the world can live, but you can't." The man's voice was cold and clean, without a trace of impurity, like a breeze from the bottom of the mountain.

"Why can't I?" Ji Yizhao frowned. Could it be that this person knew that I was time-traveling, and he deserved to die?

"The demon star is shining, the source of chaos in the world." The man's voice was cold, "If you are still a waste, you can still live."

Ji Yizhao narrowed his eyes slightly: "According to what you said, my Sea of ​​Qi was crippled, it wasn't born, it was done by you or your accomplices?"

The other party is silent.

But this tacit attitude made Ji Yizhao rarely angry.

Forcibly abolishing the sea of ​​​​qi, even an adult man will hurt the root, and he will inevitably become a cripple after lingering on the sick bed. When he crossed over, the owner of this body was only one year old. For the son who raised his older brother, it was a bloody provocation.

"I must have seen you." Ji Yizhao said suddenly.

The aura of the man in black froze suddenly, and his body moved slightly.

It's now!

Ji Yizhao clasped his right hand backwards, and a long sword was slowly drawn out from the void.

The sword is exquisite and beautiful, as if forged from sterling silver, it has a kind of holy beauty under the sun.

The man in black has seen countless shocking swordsmanship, but only this time, he felt helpless.

But after all, he was experienced in many battles, and he had never evaded anything, so he grabbed the long sword in his hand, came first, and directly fought Ji Yizhao.

"Your swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, but it's a pity that you lack vitality." He saw the opponent's weakness at a glance, "It's a pity."

He turned from defense to offense, he didn't fight much, but stayed away from guerrillas, but Ji Yizhao couldn't afford it, the long sword changed hands, and in the opponent's straight stab, he rushed out, following the simplest trajectory in the void , stay where the opponent turns around, and fall, will be success or failure.

However, his long sword, as long as there are traces on the opponent's clothes, it seems to reflect the shadow of the sword on the skin, and it can't penetrate an inch.

Almost at the same time, the opponent turned from defense to attack, and the sword was amazing, and there were already dozens of blows in the blink of an eye.

In his eyes, all the flaws of the person in front of him can be seen, and he can even analyze where the attack is the weakest.

It's just that he can't break through this kind of body-protecting true energy.

"This is... the fifth decision of Shenzhaojing, Tianhe Zhaoying. You are from the Ji family." Ji Yizhao's expression turned cold, what kind of demon star or heaven, after a long time of talking, it turned out to be Gongdou, sister, if he is the protagonist , What kind of novel are you wearing?

Although depressed in his heart, he also knew that if the other party had the ultimate version of the golden bell-covered iron cloth shirt, there was really no way to deal with the turtle. His zhenqi copied a large number of Shenzhaojing's qi that broke the shield, But when Li Gui met Li Kui, it really made him feel that the fleeting time is unfavorable.

After all, his true qi was insufficient, and after a long delay, his strength was no longer enough.

Well, fight it out.

The young man made a wrong step, his strength was exhausted, and he had no time to dodge. With a muffled grunt, he was stabbed into his left shoulder by the opponent's sword, and nailed to the tree, making it difficult to move.

The man in black was silent for a moment before saying, "Sorry."

Just looking up, I saw a strange sneer on the corner of the young man's lips.

Right hand, thrust forward.

It's very simple, a very ordinary sword, piercing the opponent's heart and vitals.

The man in black exercised his skills to protect his body, drew out his long sword, and prepared to end.

However, the long sword, which was originally powerless, pierced out in a strange spiral.

His body, which is as solid as gold and stone, is as fragile as a butterfly in the rain under this sword.

A gentle sword, passing through the body slowly and without pause.

The other party was stunned, flew back, drew out his long sword, and walked away in an instant.

Ji Yizhao looked at the other party's retreating figure with question marks all over his head, it was the vital point that was pierced just now.

How could that person still be alive and kicking?

So unscientific.

But he didn't chase, just looked at his right hand that just drew the sword.

The muscles of the right hand of meritorious service trembled, the meridians were bumpy, the blood was bombarded, and the true energy passed, and the spiral blasted out, but the meridians were like pouring boiling oil, causing burning pain.

I was lucky just now, and if I strike again, the chest must be exploded.

Well, it seems that there is still a long way to go in combining theory with practice.