"It's just a slight understanding."

Ji Yuan made a small show of his holiness in front of Coach Wei. Ji Yuan looked calm and relaxed, but he was indeed a bit content in his heart.

He felt it more truly.

What is the impact of changing your destiny?

This is by no means a temporary improvement!

It turned out that I had mediocre martial arts skills. I started practicing martial arts at the age of eight. At the age of thirteen, I was ready to start internal training.

After practicing the "Iron Cloth Shirt" passed down from his family to the ninth level, his muscles, bones, and skin membranes were perfected, and he entered Beizhen Fusi Dangti Cavalry.

This speed of practice cannot be said to be very slow, but it is not associated with the word "genius".

Until Ji Yuan changed his fate twice in a row.

From then on, regardless of the boxing or kicking skills, the internal organs are refined.

There is no difficulty in all of them, and you can learn them as soon as you learn them.

"Fate is closely related to one's own self. [Dragon Spirit and Tiger Fierce] are the body, and [Steel Steel and Iron Bone] are the consciousness. These two make people reborn and look brand new.

I wonder what kind of changes will be brought about after the change of luck and momentum?"

A glimmer of hope arose in Ji Yuan's heart.

He currently has [Eagle Vision] and [Hyper Death] attached.

One is the order of a powerful minister, but it is accompanied by disasters and disasters.

One is that it is easy to offend villains and cause impermanence and death.

Seriously speaking, it's not even the best choice.

“The waves behind the Long River push the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old.

Your internal refining progress is so fast, it is only a matter of time before you reach the state of submission.

There should be no problem with the meritorious service of a martial arts examiner."

Wei Yang seemed to feel relieved, but then he warned:

"But don't underestimate the generals and nobles in Tianjing City because of this. The real top-notch people are climbing the martial arts in the six true traditions.

A few years ago, His Royal Highness the Prince recruited a rare and extraordinary talent in the world.

Born with dragon-like muscles and bones, and with hundreds of meridians connected, the first and second realms can be passed in the blink of an eye, and you can directly step into the blood exchange.

Later, it was fought over by Huangjue Temple, Shangyin Academy, and Zhenwu Mountain for a while, and several great masters almost got into a fight."

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Is this the legendary Son of Destiny whom fate favors?

In comparison.

I am still struggling to achieve a state of submission by practicing externally and internally.

It's really a bit unsightly.

"I wonder if I can see it in the future. The fate of those extraordinary talents must be blue and purple, or even red.

If it could be printed, wouldn't it be soaring into the sky?"

Ji Yuan was not in awe and worship, but instead thought about whether he could get a lot of wool.

The reason why he crushed Yang Xiu with arrows in the inner courtyard was thanks to the rubbing power of Huangtian Dao Tu.

Without years of experience as an archer at Shuofeng Pass, how could I have pulled an iron bow and hit the target five hundred paces away?

No matter how talented and evil you are, you still need to practice some skills over time.

Such is the case with archery.

You cannot become a master archer without feeding yourself with thousands or tens of thousands of arrows.

"Yesterday's shooting performance, Jiulang, you deserve to be the first. Next, there will be two small tests on the racecourse and in the ring. Let's see if you can suppress Yang Xiu."

After chatting for a while, Wei Yang looked up and saw that the sky was getting darker, and was about to get up and leave.

At this time, he gave special instructions:

"The snowflake silver snake meat replenishes Qi and blood, remember not to waste it."

Ji Yuan responded, his eyes calm and his heart unruffled.

If only he could accumulate some more power of Tao Yun, or imprint a few more destiny numbers.

I should be 60 to 70% sure about Yang Xiu from the Duke of Liang's Mansion.

"Eagle Vision, Wolf Vision... I don't know if I can take his life!"

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As the sun set in the west, Wei Yang turned around and left Nanmen Hutong, heading towards Changshunfang.

Although Jiangwutang belongs to the Sixth Division, its status is quite special.

But just as a teacher, the salary is naturally not very high.

The inner city of Tianjing has a lot of land, so it is very difficult to settle down.

Relying on the reward for his efforts in exchange for risking his life at Shuofeng Pass, Wei Yang purchased a yard in the outer city.

A few years ago, someone got married to a matchmaker and gave birth to two fat boys.

I have finally started a family, started a business, and settled down.

I thought that the eldest child in the family is learning to read and the second child can also walk.

A soft smile appeared on Wei Yang's rough face, and he couldn't help but stop in front of the stall.

I took out a few pennies and bought a rattle and a pair of tiger-head shoes.

When Wei Yang returned home, an ordinary-looking woman in a Jingchai cloth skirt quickly came forward and said with a sad face:

"A visitor is coming."

Wei Yang looked up and saw an old man wearing a gold-threaded blue satin gown and dressed like a rich man sitting in the room.

"Who is your Excellency?"

He strode across the threshold and asked in a deep voice.

I don't know many acquaintances in Tianjing, including Pao Ze like Cheng Qianli and his colleagues in the martial arts hall.

Where do the guests come from?

"I've met Coach Wei. My surname is Zhao. He is the second steward of the Duke of Liang's mansion."

This old man is energetic and has bright eyes.

Obviously he has practiced kung fu and his level is not low.

"It turns out to be Butler Zhao... What's the point of coming to my humble abode?"

Wei Yang glanced at the silk gown, feeling a little surprised.

Although the Jing Dynasty did not have strict regulations on the clothing of common people, the servants and humble servants wore silk and satin, and it was not blue and black, which was already transgression.

"Actually, it's just a small matter. I want to ask Coach Wei for a favor and make a good relationship."

Butler Zhao spoke respectfully, but there was a hint of arrogance in his words.

As the saying goes, there are seven grades of officials in front of the prime minister.

Thinking about it this way, being a housekeeper for the Duke's Mansion is indeed a step above being a teacher in a martial arts hall.

"But Butler Zhao said it doesn't matter. If it's useful... Mr. Wei will do his best."

Wei Yang is not a reckless person and will not offend the Duke of Liang for no reason.

"I believe you also know, Coach Wei, that Master Xiu is the adopted son of the Duke of Guo. He was expelled from Tianjing for causing trouble and was sent to Xishan Mansion to suppress bandits."

Butler Zhao said with a smile like Maitreya Buddha:

"But my young master Xiu has a bad temper and is too murderous. His suppression of bandits has caused civil unrest.

The Duke of Guo had no choice but to let him come back to earn martial arts fame, and then throw him to Jiubian for training.

It was also Master Xiu who annoyed the Duke, so it was the turn of the martial arts hall in Tai'anfang in the outer city.

Otherwise, with the status of the Duke's Mansion, how could it be possible to compete with those guardsmen's children."

Wei Yang's forehead throbbed, and his beard was like a steel needle pricking someone.

He suppressed his anger and asked nicely:

"Yang Xiu has already achieved great success in internal refining, and with his strong muscles and strong muscles, and his martial arts fame, I am afraid that Mr. Wei will not be able to help him much."

Butler Zhao waved his hand and said:
To be continued...