"Oh, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, Yi Qianqi became a little interested.

"Things above the realm, of course, are not in vain to ask, if you are willing to answer, this tiger skin should be regarded as a thank you gift."

Chen Mo untied the package behind him and took out the tiger skin.

"Chen Langjun has encountered a bottleneck?"

Yi Qianqi didn't look at the tiger skin, but from Chen Mo's words, he figured out some information.

He can restrain himself with one move, which shows that his strength is stronger than himself.

Now that I ask about the realm again, is it possible that I am about to break through to the eight-rank realm.

Seventeen-year-old eight-rank martial artist.

Yi Qianqi's heart moved again.

"Sort of." Chen Mo nodded.

Yi Qianqi sat down.

Chen Mo sat down across from him.

Yi Qianqi said leisurely: "The way of martial arts is divided into one to nine grades, which is divided into three grades, nine to seven grades for the lower grade martial artists, six to four grades for the middle grade martial artists, three grades to one grade, for the upper grade martial artists." ”

"What is a low-grade martial artist?" Seeing that Yi Qianqi was willing to say, Chen Mo hurriedly asked for advice.

"Lower-grade martial artists, in addition to having more strength than ordinary people, are still similar to ordinary people in all aspects of their bodies, and they will experience birth, old age, sickness and death, and can be injured by swords and arrows. As long as you get a gong method, and you have decoction and meat tonic every day, even if you are an ordinary person, as long as you work hard, you can cultivate to the seven-grade refining dirty realm......"

These are just some insights, not precious things, so Yi Qianqi didn't have any reservations when he said it, but it was a good effort.

"What about the mid-grade martial artists?" Chen Mo asked again.

"That's a moat, many martial artists can't reach it for the rest of their lives, and the lower third-grade martial artists, if they are not vigilant enough, even ordinary people can kill them. But the mid-grade martial artists are very different..."

Yi Qianqi took a sip of tea and continued: "If you want to become a middle-grade martial artist, you must first take a mouthful of heaven and earth aura, this aura is either the aura of plants and trees in the mountains absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, or the small clear aura made by refining the aura in the mountains, or a wisp of sun purple qi when the sun rises, or a thunderbolt above the sky shrouded in dark clouds, thunder rolling, and a thunderbolt above the sky...

Therefore, these six-rank martial artists are also called qi refining. ”

"Oh."

When Chen Mo heard this, he was immediately curious, and hurriedly asked: "Then these innate aura, can there be a difference between high and low?" ”

"Of course there is, this is the best, of course, it belongs to the sun that is too cloudy, the morning glow that appears on the horizon when the sun is tilting westward, or the dragon qi in the depths of the earth's leylines. The most inferior is this grass and tree aura, Xiaoqing aura, etc., this innate aura, a gust of breeze that blows casually, a piece of mountains and wilderness, you can perceive and absorb, most of the qi refining martial artists in this world are swallowed by this aura.

The strongest means of the six-rank martial artist is to mobilize the innate aura swallowed in the body to fight, and he is invulnerable. Think about it, how can this small gust of wind compare to the great sun of the sky. ”

Yi Qianqi picked up the teacup and took another sip, moistened his throat, and said something in front of someone stronger than himself that the other party didn't understand, which made him feel an inexplicable pleasure, and continued:

"However, the inferior innate aura also has its advantages, that is, it is extremely easy to replenish, once it is consumed, it can be recovered by drilling into a forest. The Taiyin Sun is only available at the time of the full moon and the rising sun, so the Wupinna Qi Realm can expand the dantian and accommodate more innate aura to withstand consumption. ”

Yi Qianqi smiled, put down the teacup in his hand, and under Chen Mo's curious gaze, continued: "But this kind of superior innate aura, let's not think about it, only those top-notch exercises can be perceived and swallowed, and those top-notch exercises are only in the hands of the emperor's relatives and the families that have been inherited for thousands of years." Ordinary qigong cultivation methods can't perceive superior innate aura at all, and they can't perceive it, so how can they swallow it......"

"If you can't perceive, how can you swallow?" Chen Mo brought up the system panel and glanced at the exercise column.

Take a breath of innate aura, you can break the ranks.

There are also those innate auras that the system sensed before.

Although he doesn't have the practice of refining qi, he has a system.

It can still be swallowed.

After understanding this, Chen Mo's heart was shocked, this troubled world finally has a little meaning.

"Outside the change, what about the third grade?" Chen Mo asked again.

"I don't know." Yi Yuanwai shook his head, then stared at Chen Mo with burning eyes, and said, "If Chen Langjun agrees to become the son-in-law of the Yi family, he can pass on your Qi refining exercises." ”

Chen Mo didn't even know the basic understanding of the realm of these martial artists, he wanted to come from a very low background, but he had a good talent, he became a martial artist at such a young age, and he was worthy of the Yi family's wooing, and the exercises of refining qi, Yi Qianqi didn't believe that he was not impressed.

If before, Chen Mo had some thoughts about this son-in-law, but at this time, he had no idea at all.

"Thank you for your kindness, forgive Chen for not having this blessing." Chen Mo refused.

Yi Qianqi sighed and had no choice but to give up.

Chen Mo sent the tiger skin up as a thank you gift.

It is easy to accept a thousand feet.

Chen Mo insisted on sending it off, he had his own scale in his heart, although what Yi Qianqi said was just common sense for him, but it helped him a lot, and he should be grateful.

Besides, I said it before.

Yi Qianqi still confiscated it, but bought it for five taels of silver, and said: "What I just said, I should have a good relationship with Chen Langjun." ”

Chen Mo made a note of this favor and left.

However, he did not leave the county seat immediately.

Instead, in a tavern opposite the yamen, I found a corner and sat down.

While drinking wine, I watched all kinds of people come in and out.

He wants to see how powerful the strongest person in this county is.

The people who enter and leave the yamen are all fast catchers and errand servants of the yamen, and most of them are ordinary people.

It's a warrior, and the red number on the door of his head doesn't exceed 60.

I saw that it was almost time to close the gates.

"Stomp, stomp..."

A group of soldiers trotted in from a distance.

A sedan chair landed in front of the yamen.

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing an official uniform embroidered with a Biao pattern and an elegant face walked out of the yamen.

Chen Mo recognized the official uniform of a seven-grade official, which should be the Chang County Order.

Looking at it, there was a red number of 107 on Chang Xianling's head.

By Chang County's side, there was also a heavily armed, dressed in Mingguang armor, with his hand on the handle of the saber at his waist, his eyes scanning the surroundings, and on the door of his head, there was a red number of 115+18.

Under the escort of a group of guards, Chang Xian ordered the sedan chair to enter, and the group left the yamen.

Chen Mo stared at the general's back.

"He, is he the strongest person in Pingting County? That's it? ”

Chen Mo's mind inexplicably gave birth to a thought, "I can do it if I come", and it was still very strong.

The thought made him feel terrible.