If you can't win the trust of the little prince of Jiuding within a month, then your plan will be a complete failure. All the actions now are also meaningless.

“...... How easy is it to win the trust of a royal nobleman in a month?"

Yang Ji frowned, sighed, and was silent in his heart.

On the first day I came in, I was in my current position, which is already quite good. Yang Ji also did his best. But then it's not so easy.

Although Yang Ji made a good start, he won the trust of a little prince he had never met within a month, which was a very difficult and challenging thing to achieve.

Yang Jikong has wisdom, no matter how powerful he is, there is no way to do it in this regard.

"You can only take one step and see one step!"

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart. Acting on opportunities is one of the strategies.

The room was quiet, this time he incarnated as Yang Ling in another identity to come to the side of the little prince of Jiuding, and nothing else could be done.

Yang Ji simply calmed down, sat down cross-legged in the golden official post to swallow the aura, practiced martial arts, and impacted the seventy-two Zhou Tian acupoints.

"Buzz!"

The blood mist billowed in the room, and in a moment it spread to all corners of the room.

Yang Ji's current realm, there is no opponent below the Eight Great Martial Sects. The blood and qi are mighty, and the power is not comparable to ordinary martial arts sects at all.

In particular, it absorbed the essence and blood of the Great Asura, and the strength of Yang Ji's fascia, bones, flesh and blood, and meridians...... , no matter which one it is, it is far more than the martial arts sect of the same level.

When Yang Ji had not yet reached the Martial Sect, he already had a body comparable to that of the Martial Sect and invulnerable. Now that he has advanced to Wuzong, his strength is far beyond that of Tongji.

And because it contains the essence blood of the Great Asura Martial Venerable, Yang Ji's meridians are now stronger, and his blood vessels are more dilated and elastic. And tenacity, the blood is also rich in more energy.

As a result of this, every blood gas particle in Yang Ji's body was much heavier than that of his peers. Ordinary martial arts sects are blood and qi into sand, and each grain is like iron sand.

Yang Ji is also full of blood. But this kind of iron sand is completely different from the iron sand of other warriors, it is much heavier and more dense. It's not the same.

If you want to destroy such a heavy iron sand blood qi, it is not something that ordinary exercises can do. The yin wind roared angrily in the void, and I saw that behind Yang Ji, the infinite blood mist converged into a huge figure, one palm pressed on Yang Ji's back, and the other hand even probed into Yang Ji's body, making a moving action.

This is the Ghost King!

To the left and right of this ghost king, you can also see a lot of bright red ghosts, all gathered around Yang Ji.

This is the new "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Dafa"!

Yang Ji combined the Dafa of the Five Ghosts and the Dafa of the Hundred Ghosts to travel at night. Confirming each other, this new intermediate blood and qi transportation method was born.

If you look closely, you will see that among the vast ghosts around Yang Ji's body, there are several ghosts!

The higher a martial artist's cultivation, the heavier the blood qi and blood will become, and it will take extremely strong force to destroy it. This is also the reason why martial artists need to continue to learn more powerful qi and blood handling techniques.

Yang Ji first learned the Five Ghost Handling Technique, but later it was the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Dafa. And now it's a stronger version.

The original hundred ghosts walked at night and were gloomy and ghostly. It looks like a ghost domain. But after Yang Ji's improvement, this gloomy taste was completely removed.

Yang Ji knew very early on that the reason why the art of transporting qi and blood and martial arts and martial arts were embodied in either good or evil, or yin qi, or uprightness, was completely the effect of spiritual power.

Born from the heart. The nature of the martial artist's mood and spiritual power determines the nature of the exercises, and the breath of the exercises reflects the inner life of the martial artists.

Yang Ji sits on the small stone in the center of the eyebrows, and these things can be controlled completely freely. And it changed the appearance of the flesh. It can also avoid a lot of trouble.

Put on this face and then perform the new "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Dafa", I believe that even if the ghost king is reborn, or is seen by the people of the ghost mansion, it is estimated that they will not be able to recognize it.

"Buzz!"

The blood qi in Yang Ji's body rumbled, first slowly and then quickly, and a huge suction force emanated from Yang Ji's body. In just a moment, the wind was raging, wafting throughout the room. This was not a simple wind, but a strong wind of aura, and streams of aura seeped from the void in all directions, pouring into Yang Ji's blood mist.

Under the supplement of these aura, the blood qi in Yang Ji's body grew slightly, becoming more and more dense and active......

The room was silent, the rumbling sound was getting louder and louder, and the blood was getting thicker and thicker, and even gradually seeping out through the cracks in the room.

"Buzz!"

I don't know how long it took, the clouds and rain fell, Yang Ji finally woke up from his meditation, and all the blood mist also submerged into his body.

"The power has increased ......"

Yang Ji opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of light. After moving his arm, Yang Ji could feel that his strength had increased a little after practicing for a while.

The magnitude of the increase is not large, only a little, a little bit. But for Yang Ji, this is enough. Trying to go one step further is inherently challenging, and it's not trivial.

At the point where Yang Ji was now at the peak of the sevenfold martial arts, his cultivation had almost come to a standstill. Any slightest bit of strength growth is a huge progress.

Taking advantage of the fact that his blood was strong and his spirit was at his peak, Yang Ji's heart moved, and a thought suddenly came to him:

"Try to impact the seventy-two Zhou Tian acupoints!"

The seventy-two Zhou Tian Great Caves are seventy-two majestic peaks that lie between the Sevenfold Martial Sect and the Eight Great Martial Sects, and only by breaking through these layers of checkpoints can we reach the point of the Martial Dao's Eightfold Blood Qi Wolf Smoke.

The power possessed by every Great Martial Sect was unmatched by the Sevenfold Martial Sect.

Yang Ji only has an eight-armed demon god, barely able to reach the strength comparable to the beginner martial arts, but he already has the trust to pick up this martial arts move and defeat more than ninety percent, most of the opponents.

The real Eight Great Martial Sects are much more powerful than Yang Ji!

In the magma world, Yang Ji's means are strong, he is a powerful space magic weapon, and he is an eight-armed demon god, and he also adds a huge amount of energy reserves, such equipment has been luxurious to the extreme.

However, in the face of a great martial sect whose strength was weakened to the middle level, Yang Ji only dared to knock on the side, tear the opponent's fire god clothes, and use the ubiquitous high temperature environment of the magma world to scorch the opponent's blood and qi, until he descended to the same junior great martial sect as himself, and only then did he dare to fight the opponent head-on.

The strength of the Great Martial Sect can be imagined.

The blood is wolf, and a punch can shatter the birds in the sky. Even if there is a riding pet, it may not be able to escape in front of a great martial artist.

But such power is not easy to come by.

The seventy-two Zhou Tian Great Acupoints are the seventy-two tribulations, and only by passing through can we achieve the true Great Martial Sect, and then knock on the door of the bloody and masculine Martial Venerable, leading to the supreme realm.

In front of these seventy-two levels, whether it is a child of a family or a royal noble, it takes great effort, and it is not easy to break through.

This is also the reason why Yang Ji wanted to collect the "Dragon God Pill" and break through the seventy-two Zhou Tian Great Acupoints with the help of the power of the ancient "Dragon God Pill".

Even in the ancient times when martial arts were strong, it was not easy to break through the seventy-two Zhou Tian Great Acupoints, otherwise the "Dragon God Pill" would not have become a common thing in the ancient times, and almost all sects and factions would collect materials, refine this kind of thing, and reward it as a reward for genius disciples.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji took a deep breath, rumbling to carry the blood qi of his whole body, running wildly in his body. The blood and qi are constantly pranayama, turning faster and faster.

Yang Ji silently felt the state of blood and qi in his body, and after a while-

"Boom!"

The room was quiet, but there was an earth-shattering loud bang in Yang Ji's body, and the majestic blood qi hit a male pass, making a loud rumbling sound.

The first acupoint "Zhou Chong", which is the beginning of the seventy-two Zhou Tian acupoints, is the easiest level.

If Yang Ji wants to try, this is the easiest level. The further back the others go, the more difficult it is to break away. Zhou Tian's acupoint is only opened when it is in the womb.

Other times, from the first cry on the ground, these big holes are closed. And with the growth of age and time limit, these Zhou Tian acupoints become more and more occlusive and more and more silted.

Just like the silted rivers and lakes, over time, the rivers dry up and block, and they are no different from the land. What Yang Ji wants to do is to reopen this river that has "disappeared".

"Boom!"

In the impact of Yang Ji's blood qi, Yang Ji's first big acupoint, "Zhou Acupoint", was like a solid male pass, and it did not move at all.

Yang Ji could clearly feel that the huge wave of blood qi rushed to this starting acupoint, and was immediately washed away, and the aura contained in it was scattered everywhere, through the blood vessels and meridians, and dispersed into the flesh and blood cells, becoming the nutrients of the flesh and blood.

"The seventy-two Zhou Tian acupoints and the thirty-six Zhou Tian acupoints are completely different......"

Between the lightning and the fire, Yang Ji sensed this change in aura, and his thoughts were spinning.

Although the thirty-six Zhou Tian acupuncture points can also absorb aura, the degree of absorption is very small, and it can basically be said that this layer of function has degenerated, which is equivalent to nothing.

So sometimes, Yang Ji can rush through several acupoints in one go.

But once you reach the seventy-two Zhou Tian Great Acupoints, which involves the Zhou Tian Great Cycle that runs through the top of your head, everything is completely different.

The absorption effect of the Zhou Tian acupoints is more than a hundred times stronger than that of the thirty-six Zhou Tian acupoints, and the phenomenon of blood and qi diversion here is very obvious. Yang Ji carried the blood qi in his body, and the power that came over, only less than fifty percent of the power was impacted on the acupoint, and all the others were lost.

And the further back you go, the more serious this loss becomes. (To be continued......)