"I'm sorry, I didn't understand you. Also, I had some of the best left. ”

After Yang Ji finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Yang Ji, don't you want to take back what belongs to you? Don't you want to have a powerful Liliang?Don't you want to avenge yourself?We can help you ......"

The voices of two "beggars" came from behind them:

"Think about it, our doors will always be open to you......"

......

Yang Ji turned a deaf ear, but walked faster.

These people are too dangerous, and Yang Ji doesn't want to have any contact with them. He was poisoned in his food the day before yesterday, and he didn't say anything about it, but these people actually knew.

Yang Ji was sure that there must be someone in the Yang clan who had been absorbed by these cult believers.

"A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way. I do want revenge, and I want to be strong,...... But to get entangled with these is just to kill yourself. ”

Yang Ji walked quickly, and thoughts crossed his mind.

The Han Dynasty ruled the world, there were many strong people, and the martial saints and martial gods did not know how much, and they could even canonize the gods.

These cult followers are the targets of the imperial court's all-out suppression, and standing with them is tantamount to opposing the imperial court, and they will never have a chance to pursue their official careers.

For his future, Yang Ji has a plan. He studied poetry and practiced martial arts hard in order to get ahead in the court in the future. Entangled with these cult followers is not self-destructive in their future.

Yang Ji gradually walked away, and the two "beggars" looked at his back behind him, their eyes were uncertain, but until Yang Ji disappeared, they still didn't make a move.

"I can't imagine that I will fail......"

After Yang Ji left, the older "beggar" looked surprised.

"The suppression of the imperial court has really had a great impact on us. ”

Another "beggar" took a few steps forward, looked in the direction of Yang Ji's departure and said:

"However, if we recruit him like this, will it lead to disaster? After all, there is still a general of the Han Dynasty guarding the city of Pingchuan. ”

"Hey, woe, what woe can there be, a fifteen-year-old, depressed child, who would believe him. And -- how can he tell us? Just two 'beggars' on the side of the road? Hey, we're not going to be here all the time, what are you afraid of?" said the older beggar.

"That's right. It's just a pity. Such a small child, full of resentment in his heart, and extremely talented, would have been our future extremely haode seedlings. I really can't figure it out, how could he refuse? This time there were only two goals left. ”

Another "beggar" was full of confusion.

"Hey, don't overthink it. Pingchuan County is not just a big clan of the Yang family, the Li clan has already set a goal, and it is also depressed. If there are no accidents, we should be able to absorb him smoothly. It's good for my bit of jihua as well. The older beggar laughed, and paused, as if he didn't really care about it.

"Yes. The other beggar couldn't help laughing when he heard this, paused, seemed to have found something, looked at the direction of Yang Ji's departure, and frowned slightly:

"It's this Yang Ji, looking at the direction he left, it seems to be the direction where the White Bone Envoy is. I don't think I'll meet him, do I need to be informed? The Bone Envoy did it, but no one could find out. ”

"Probably not. The mountain is so big, how can it be so coincidental?"

The older beggar hesitated.

"It's also ......"

With that, the two slowly disappeared into the morning mist......

......

On the west side of Jin'an City, two mounds of earth are raised, and the surrounding weeds are lush and green, and not far away, there is a dilapidated grass house, and there are no other sundries.

Yang Ji carried his bags and slowly walked to the grave. Looking at the two ordinary graves in front of him, Yang Ji couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes when he saw things and people.

"Father, mother, the child is not filial, I have come to see you. ”

Yang Ji looked sad and slowly knelt down.

Scenes of the past pass by like a horse. The faces of the parents appeared clearly in front of them again.

If my father hadn't had that accident eight years ago, maybe everything would have been different. I won't be struggling as much as I am now.

How Yang Ji wished he could still be on his knees like when he was a child, but everything couldn't go back.

"Father, mother, the imperial court will start the exam in a few months. I've waited too long for this day. I won't let you down no matter what. ”

Yang Ji knelt on the ground and muttered to himself:

"When the child is admitted to the child's examination, he will find a way to leave the clan. When the time comes, the child will definitely find out the real murderer who killed you back then. ”

Speaking of which, Yang Ji clenched his fists, and his eyes burst out with an unprecedented look of determination.

Yang Ji really hates the eldest lady, but in the final analysis, the eldest lady is just greedy for the inheritance left by her father, and the real culprit of all this is the person who killed her father.

If my father was still alive, the eldest lady would never dare to be so rampant, and if my father was still here, my mother would never die of depression, and she would not have been reduced to the point of being lonely and bullied.

Yang Ji never believed that his father died accidentally, when his father was in the prime of life, and his martial arts were not weak. If someone hadn't deliberately harmed him, he would never have died young.

If Yang Ji is hatred for the eldest lady, then for the culprit who assassinated his father, Yang Ji is determined to kill.

"No matter how long it takes, no matter what the cost, I will make you pay with blood. ”

In front of his parents' graves, Yang Ji respectfully kowtowed three times, and then got up and left the cemetery.

Tears and crying can't change fate, Yang Ji knows deeply that only a strong Liliang can realize his ambitions.

I'm still too weak now. - Whether it's for yourself or your dead parents!

............

Yang Ji didn't go too far. In the depths of the mountains and forests, I found a secluded and remote place and practiced hard.

"The essence of the dragon is in the meaning, not in the form......"

There was a thick layer of dead leaves on the ground, and Yang Ji ** wore his upper body and practiced alone in the woods.

His heart was like an ancient well, his breath was long, and he imagined a divine dragon descending from the sky and entrenching in his body. And the body is like the roots of an old tree deep into the earth.

"Whew!"

Beams of sunlight fell from the cracks in the forest and fell on Yang Ji. I saw that his expression was painful, and the muscles on his body were raised, as if they were moving slowly like life, as if he was pressing a behemoth on his body.

Looking carefully, I saw that the muscles on Yang Ji's body were concave one by one. Especially on the shoulders and ventrals, those sunken muscles gathered together, showing the traces of several huge dragon claws, as if there was really a divine dragon coiled over his body.

-- This is the highest state of the "Divine Dragon Refining Dafa": "Divine Dragon Coiled Body"!

After a few months of careful thinking, Yang Ji finally mastered the essence of the "Divine Dragon Coiled Body".

The "Divine Dragon Refining Dafa" that Lu Ling passed on to him was extremely difficult to cultivate.

Often, among the people who cultivate, only less than thirty percent of the people can reach the level that Yang Ji did before, thinking and contemplating, turning himself into an old tree, taking root in the earth, and tempering the bone marrow.

And further, it is even more difficult to achieve the effect of "Shenlong Panbody". It's not just hard work, it's a lot of talent.

And those who can do this are all absolute geniuses.

The "dragon" does not exist, it is just the product of mental visualization. As long as you don't have this mind, you can't succeed in your practice.

The essence of the "Divine Dragon Refining Pile Method" is not simply imagining a lifelike "Divine Dragon" in your mind, which has no effect.

Contemplating a dragon in your mind, believing in your heart, and reacting in your body is like being held down by a real dragon. -- This is the true meaning of "dragon coiling"!

This is definitely not something that ordinary people can achieve. Martial arts is meant to make the impossible possible.

Although Yang Ji has already had the experience of "old trees taking root", he also realized it after a long period of careful thinking.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji's body was motionless, and the muscles on his body were clumped, struggling to resist the pressure of the divine dragon. His complexion was red, his face was like fire, his body collapsed to the extreme, but it was also loose to the extreme, and in this state of being loose on the outside and tight on the inside, the speed at which his body absorbed the forest essence in the void also increased greatly.

I saw that the white tree essence was condensed like substance, fluttering, gathering around Yang Ji's body but not dispersing, making Yang Ji's entire body half hidden and half visible, with an ethereal temperament.

My current body is under heavy pressure, the muscles are getting bigger and bigger, and the bones are getting denser and denser, much stronger than before. ”

While Yang Ji was practicing, he silently felt the changes in his body.

In order to achieve the effect of "breathing nine stages, fast as a fox", first of all, you must have strong bones comparable to animals, which can support the body to burst out in an instant, and these can only be achieved through the tempering of the day after tomorrow.

The "Divine Dragon Refining Pile Method" passed on by Lu Ling to Yang Ji is this kind of tempering method the day after tomorrow.

Time passes day by day, and every day Yang Ji's liliang will increase a lot, and every day will make great progress.

Yang Ji can clearly feel that his bones, muscles, and breathing are all progressing at an astonishing speed, and he is getting closer and closer to the realm of "nine stages of breathing, fast as a fox".

In the blink of an eye, February passed, March came, and Yang Ji had been cultivating in the woods for more than half a month.

Bang!

Yang Ji felt in his heart, and suddenly kicked out his foot, this kick was extremely big, half a step away, a birch tree with the thickness of a sea bowl and extremely tough snapped in response, and countless white tree chips and fibers splashed out from the fracture like a waterfall.

At the same time as this kick was kicked, Yang Ji only felt that his breath was smooth, and the breath that he couldn't pull up was raised at this moment, reaching the realm of nine breaths.

"It worked. ”

Yang Ji was happy in his heart, he felt that his whole body was comfortable, and he moved his hands and feet at will, and he also felt like an arm and a finger, full of liliang.