Chapter 821: I would like to call you the second of the Jia family
The Jia family's family martial arts claim to be able to practice to the mirror of refining gods.
However, except for Ning and Rong Ergong back then, no one has really reached this realm.
Ning Rong Ergong's martial arts realm, some say that it is a grandmaster, and some say that it is a grandmaster, a martial artist.
The statement of the two grandmasters belongs to the respect for the deceased Guogong, which is not actually achieved.
No one will delve into the specifics.
Even if Ning Rong's second duke was a grandmaster during his lifetime, and his family martial arts were extremely extraordinary, so what?
Look at today's Jia family, the male who can be in charge, Ning Guofu, Jia Zhen is the seventh product that is fed by the duck, and Jia Rong is not in the product.
Rongguo Mansion, Jia Yu is also a seven-grade product that is eaten hard, which is at the same level as Jia Zhen.
Jia Zheng is the same, but he is not like Jia Zhen and Jia Yu who drink excessively all year round, constantly hollowing out his body, and he may have the strength of a normal eight-rank martial artist when he fights.
In the fourth generation, Jia Lian does not enter the product, Jia Cong does not enter the product, Jia Huan does not enter the product, and only Jia Baoyu is an eight-grade martial artist.
The fifth generation, Jia Lan is also not in the product.
Among them, Jia Lan is young, not yet the age of martial arts, and Jia Huan is at the age of martial arts, so he can ignore it for the time being.
But Jia Lian and Jia Cong, normally speaking, should have practiced martial arts for several years.
It's just that they don't enter the product, and only Jia Baoyu is an eight-rank martial artist.
How so?
At the same time as the Jia family's martial arts withered, it reflected one more thing - that is, the Jia family no longer had enough financial resources to feed a few more martial artists of seven or eight grades.
Of course, this is not to say that the Jia family is no longer good.
The Jia family's food and clothing are still quite luxurious, and the rank of the princes and nobles has not decreased in the slightest.
It's just that on the way to martial arts, he basically gave up.
A martial arts family that established a family with martial arts, and now from the Jia family to the domestic servant, he can't even find a martial artist who practices qi.
No matter how extraordinary the Jia family's family martial arts are, what is the use?
After taking care of the domestic servant's side, Tang Luo went to Qin Keqing, and in her confused expression, he stuffed a copy of "Mighty Monkey King Fist".
"Husband...... Husband. Qin Keqing didn't know what to say.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're actually an eight-rank martial artist." Tang Luo said.
Qin Keqing was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips and admitted.
"It can be seen that the talent is good, this "Mighty Monkey King Fist", if you practice hard, you will become a grandmaster." Tang Luo said.
"This martial artsβ" Qin Keqing was helpless.
Naturally, it was not a matter for women in the world to practice martial arts.
But even if you practice, most of the exercises are the kind of smart and elegant, good-looking martial arts, mainly swordsmanship.
What kind of golden bell jar, iron cloth shirt, iron sand palm, that is not touched.
Mighty Monkey King Fist.
Sounds worse than iron sand palms or something.
"This martial arts is very powerful, with your talent, you will become a grandmaster." Tang Luo emphasized, "Once you become a grandmaster, where can't you go in the world?" Not to mention encountering something like Jia Zhen that is inferior to pigs and dogs, you slap it to death, which is no different from slapping a dog to death. Others will applaud you and kill a stupid dog. β
Qin Keqing was silent for a moment.
These words pierced her heart directly.
At the same time, I was surprised by the strangeness of my husband.
"Don't worry, I won't train you to be a monkey." Tang Luo added.
Martial arts with animal names are usually developed from animals.
It is inevitable that some animal postures will be brought in the moves, especially at the beginning, which is basically imitation.
Forget about tigers, cranes and the like, or mighty, or fluttering.
Even snakes are somewhat ruthless, barely extraordinary.
This monkey fist - a woman doing a monkey posture, I find it difficult to accept when I think about it.
Fortunately, Tang Luo added, Qin Keqing looked at it slightly, and indeed did not see any monkey movements, and his heart was settled.
If Sun Wukong knew that his improved martial arts would be disgusted.
They will definitely jump up and down and smash a mountain with one punch to prove that these people have no eyes.
Tang Luo didn't give Qin Keqing any advice.
The Monkey King Boxing highlights a simple, and the qualifications of the people can be practiced by themselves.
You don't need guidance from others, and if you feed the tricks, there's nothing to feed.
The gap between the two sides is too great.
Therefore, Tang Luo continued to lie on the chaise longue in the courtyard, picking up the grapes next to him and throwing them into his mouth from time to time.
Enjoy the corruption of feudal society - normally it is to be fed by hand.
But almost everyone was driven by Tang Luo to practice martial arts, and he couldn't talk about it in detail, so the matter was stopped.
I just lay down for a few minutes.
Between the gray mist, Ao Yulie's shouting voice came: "Master, you definitely can't guess!" β
"Can you guess me?" Tang Luo asked rhetorically.
"Uh......" Ao Yulie shrunk his neck outside and didn't sell Guan Zi again, "I found out that Sister Feng turned out to be a Qi martial artist." Four-rank Qi training, no, at least a four-rank martial artist! β
"You said this Sister Feng, she-" Tang Luo was stunned for a moment before he realized who Sister Feng was.
Since a certain Sister Feng was born, she has ruined this word.
In the past, "Sister Feng" was used to "describe" Wang Xifeng.
"She's actually a martial arts master." Tang Luo was a little surprised.
The four-rank martial artist can indeed be regarded as a martial arts master.
"Unexpectedly, she is actually the strongest in the Jia family." Ao Yulie said, "Jia Jiannan, it's not good at all. β
Tang Luo gave him three days to take control of the Rongguo Mansion.
Ao Yulie naturally has to be more dedicated, he is not like Tang Luo, he just fights all the way (in fact, only one is beaten).
It is necessary to have a deeper understanding of the various situations in Rongguo Mansion.
As a result, as soon as I learned about it, I found Wang Xifeng, a hidden master.
Wang Xifeng is Jia Lian's wife and the daughter-in-law of Rongguo Mansion Dafang (Jia Yu).
and Jia Huan and Jia Baoyu are of the same generation.
But when Jia Baoyu's generation is still a junior, regardless of family affairs, he will only be happy.
Wang Xifeng has already taken charge of the affairs of Rongguo Mansion and can be regarded as a capable person in Rongguo Mansion.
"She hid her martial arts cultivation?" Tang Luo asked.
"Well, everyone only knows that she is a nine-rank martial artist." Ao Yulie said, "I didn't expect it, Master, how about we cooperate with her?" β
"Whatever you want." Tang Luo just heard it and didn't care about this kind of thing.
"Okay, then I'll try." Ao Yulie said.
Half an hour later, between the gray mist, Ao Yulie came again: "Master! Big things are wrong! β
"Why, instead of cooperating with people, I was beaten? Not really, right? Tang Luo said.
With the ability of the little white dragon, it is still easy to get a four-rank martial artist.
Even if he is a first-grade martial artist, he is just positive and tough.
There are a hundred ways to deal with it, including but not limited to "Third Senior Brother Protect Me", "Second Senior Brother, I Was Beaten", "Senior Brother, I Was Beaten" and the killing move "Master, your most beloved little white dragon has been bullied!" βγ
"It's not. I've discovered another hidden martial arts master. Ao Yulie said, "You can't guess who it is this time." β
"Who?"
"Shi Taijun!"
"History? You mean Jia Baoyu's grandmother, Jia's mother? Tang Luo said.
"Yes, that's her!"
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Now who has the highest status in the entire Jia family, there is no doubt that it is Jia Mu.
She is the wife of Jia Daishan, the ancestor of the Jia family, and she is a good person.
"Jamen Female General?" Tang Luo was a little speechless.
The female general of the Yang family is almost dead, and then she stands up and is full of heroes.
The men of the Jia family are still alive and well.
As a result, martial arts masters, one is Wang Xifeng, and the other is Jia Mu, who is already old.
Lose face.
"Master, it's a bit of a trouble. On the surface, the martial arts of the Jia family are withering, a group of waste firewood, and the future is not 'bright' but it is still standing, and the roots are here. Ao Yulie said.
"What, this Shi Taijun is not bad?"
"Grandmaster!" Ao Yulie was convinced, "Absolutely. β
As a combat unit, he is very sensitive to the realm of strength, and he will definitely not be mistaken.
"Oh?" Tang Luo really became interested at this time.
In the entire Great Qian, there are no more than ten Mingmian Grandmasters, including two from the royal family, three from the royal family, two from the imperial family, and one from the Daqian Imperial Court.
It's only eight people.
If Jia Mu is a grandmaster, looking at the entire Daqian, it is also among the top ten.
Even if the descendants are unbearable and the martial arts are declining, as long as she lives for one day, there is no reason for the Jia family to be like this. It should be several times more prosperous.
The other two wealthy families with grandmasters, one in the imperial city and the heavenly family on top, are a little restrained.
But it is also the performance of the first in heaven and the second in me.
The other is the Zhen family in Jinling, where the term "soil emperor" is used to describe the Zhen family.
"She's the grandmaster, there's a problem?" Tang Luo asked.
"I didn't dare to probe, this old woman is hiding so deeply." "I'm worried about the troubles. However, there is a problem should be certain, I have a little look at its breath, it is aging, and its qi and blood are decaying. It's definitely not what an ordinary grandmaster should have. β
A normal grandmaster, there is no problem in living for more than a hundred years.
Qi and blood will not decay rapidly until the last few years of life.
Shi Taijun is in his early eighties, there is no reason for his blood to decay, and there are still ten years to fight.
"Interesting, I'll take a look." Tang Luo said.
"Yes, Master!" Ao Yulie took advantage of the situation to hand over the tricky task, at this time, just sit next to watch the master perform.
Tang Luo stood up and rushed directly towards Rongguo Mansion.
The two mansions of Ningrong are next door, and there is a small door and a small road in the middle.
It's just that the house is too big, like a labyrinth, Tang Luo directly asked the maid to lead the way according to the custom.
When I arrived at Rongguo Mansion, I found a maid from Rongguo Mansion to lead the way.
Jia's mother is old, only enjoys the joy of family, and lives in the backyard of Rongguo Mansion, behind the residence of Mrs. Wang (Jia Zheng's wife).
I went around and around all the way, and I was led by someone else before I came.
Fortunately, Jia Rong's identity is not bad, but she is the eldest son and only son of Ning Guofu, otherwise it would not be so easy to see Jia's mother.
There is only Jia Baoyu, who can be happy under Jia's mother's knees anytime and anywhere.
When Tang Luo came, Jia Mu happened to be enjoying the joy of family.
She sat casually on the warm kang, and was tired of Jia Baoyu, the big-faced plate in Ao Yulie's mouth.
In the room, Mrs. Wang, Wang Xifeng, Sanchun, Lin, Xue and others were all there.
Everyone was entertained in colorful clothes, and it was lively and lively, which made Jia's mother happy.
Jia Huan, played by Ao Yulie, stands in the corner, showing no landscape.
With the maid's voice of "Uncle Xiao Rong is here", Tang Luo stepped into the hall, his eyes swept at random, and fell on Jia's mother.
"Why does Brother Rong have time to come to me?" Jia Mu asked with a smile on her face.
"Ancestor." Tang Luo casually perfunctory, and the tone of the second half of the sentence changed, "Offended." β
Anyway, take a second to give people time to prepare before making a move.
Everyone saw "Jia Rong" stretch out his palm, and the entire hall suddenly turned upside down, as if it was completely controlled by that palm.
Tang Luo's move was sudden, but Wang Xifeng's reaction was extremely fast.
Instantly stood up and was about to make a move to stop it, but Tang Luo glanced at it.
Wang Xifeng's body was shocked, and the true qi circulating in his body suddenly became chaotic, completely stiffened, let alone make a move, he couldn't even move again.
The dignified four-rank martial artist was unable to move at a glance.
Seeing Tang Luo grabbing it with one claw, Jia Mu, who was originally just an ordinary old woman, suddenly changed her breath.
Her eyes burst out with an incomparably sharp light, and she pushed away the sluggish Jia Baoyu beside her and reached out to grab it.
The crutches not far away fell into his hand and stabbed directly into Tang Luo's palm!
This thorn, the sharp aura filled the entire hall.
It looked like it was going to tear the entire hall to pieces.
Fortunately, the hall was completely under Tang Luo's control, and so was the sharp sword qi, which shattered before it could really pour out.
The crutches hit the palm of his hand and exploded.
Those fragments flew into the air, no less powerful than hidden weapons, and they were about to tear the hall into a thousand holes, and by the way, turn a room full of charming girls into corpses.
As soon as Tang Luo's palm was closed, the fragments suddenly rolled back.
In his hand, he re-condensed into the shape of a cane, and was taken by him, just on the ground.
The crutch turned into a puddle of powder and fell.
Everything was calm again, and only the powder under Tang Luo's feet explained what had happened in that moment just now.
Jia Mu glared at Tang Luo with a frightened gaze, her hair slightly messy.
Tang Luo smiled: "Yes, old ancestor, I would like to call you the second in the Jia family." β
Who is the first?
Of course, it's me "Jia Rong"!