Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 201 Taking food

  Walk through the front yard and stop in front of the window of the study.

  Zhou Jia put his hands behind his back, and looked through the window at the children in the room who were holding scrolls in their hands, shaking their heads and reciting articles, feeling quietly relaxed.

  This kind of scene reminded him naturally of when he was young.

  At that time, he was also so obedient and pure.

simple and naive.

"All right."

  Luo Xiuying patted her hands and stopped the children in the house from reciting:

   "Take a break and wait until we go to the martial arts arena in the backyard. Today we will check the basic footwork learned yesterday. If you don't learn it well, you will be punished!"

"Yes!"

   A group of children responded together, and then rushed out of the door, laughing and laughing together.

  Luo Xiuying shook her head, put away the scroll, and raised her head to find Zhou Jia outside the window. She couldn't help but smile:

   "Uncle Zhou!"

"Um."

   Zhou Jia nodded:

   "It seems that your teacher is doing a good job."

   "Hee hee..." Luo Xiuying smiled and scratched her head.

  After all, she is still a girl under twenty years old. Although she has become a teacher and has majesty in front of children, she is still childish in her heart.

   "I'm free too. Find something to do for myself."

   Putting down the things in her hands, she patted the dust on her sleeves, approached and said:

   "There are two students with good talents. Not only can they read and write faster than others, but they can also practice martial arts. They are good seedlings."

   Said, pointing to the crowd:

   "It's just the two of them."

"Um."

   Zhou Jia nodded slowly:

   "Are you planning to formally accept them as disciples?"

   "I have this idea." Luo Xiuying nodded, and led Zhou Jia to the guest room, serving tea and water enthusiastically:

   "The Tie Yuan Sect cannot be lost on me. Although the exercises have been passed on to many people, there must always be someone to be the successor of the sect."

   Said, shaking his head and chuckling.

  Nowadays, because of the existence of the Xuantian League, the people of the Dalin Dynasty no longer regard the so-called sect inheritance as very important.

   After all, even exercises can be practiced casually.

   Don't say anything else.

  Even Luo Xiuying herself has taught many people the skills of the Tieyuan School, and only kept the core inheritance of secret medicine.

   Accepting apprentices has also become less solemn.

   "You can decide for yourself."

  Zhou Jia looked indifferent, took the tea and sat down:

   "Here, does a person named Shang Luo often come here recently?"

   "Exactly."

  Luo Xiuying nodded with a solemn face:

   "Uncle Zhou, but what's wrong with this person?"

   "Are you familiar?" Zhou Jia asked without answering.

   "It's... not too familiar." Luo Xiuying hesitated for a moment, then said:

   "Uncle Zhou should also know that there has been some chaos in the city recently. A small gang called the Caotou Gang appeared in the two nearby streets."

   “Living by collecting protection money from households.”

   "At that time, the Caotou Gang came to the door to pick quarrels and troubles. It was Shangluo who helped me solve it, and I owe them a favor."

   "Yes." Zhou Jia nodded:

   "That person may be a righteous person. You should not have any contact with them in the future, otherwise, you may cause trouble."

   "If there is anything, just let me know."

"Yes."

  Luo Xiuying bowed her head and agreed.

   Lifting his head, Zhou Jia frowned thoughtfully.

   "Uncle Zhou, what's wrong?"

   "Wow..."

   Zhou Jia raised his hand, and the window sash opened. He looked at the old man who was cleaning fallen leaves in the front yard, his eyes flickered slightly:

"Who is he?"

   "You mean Uncle Ku." Luo Xiuying said:

   "Last month, there was an accident at Aunt Qin's house, and there was a missing servant in the courtyard. Aunt Qin introduced Uncle Ku, a farmer from a village outside the city."

   "Uncle Ku usually doesn't have much to say, but he is very serious in his work..."

   Before she finished speaking, she saw Zhou Jia suddenly burst into flames, and a fierce aura came out from her body. Luo Xiuying subconsciously tightened her body with piercing murderous intent.

   "Shua!"

  The figure flickered, and rushed towards Uncle Ku in the front yard.

  Before the person arrives, the strength has already roared towards the face, and the traces of strength are like steel wires, hooping towards the opponent.

   Kubo’s clothes are tattered, his eyes are cloudy, and his face is full of wrinkles. There are dirt in the wrinkles that have not been cleaned for many years and are difficult to remove.

  Big palms, rags and worn-out shoes, just like an old farmer in the field.

   Facing the attacking Zhou Jia, Uncle Ku staggered back with panic in his eyes, and was hit by a palm before he had time to dodge.

"what!"

  He screamed and rolled into the fallen leaves, trembling all over.

"Um?"

   Zhou Jia frowned.

   "Uncle Zhou!"

  Xu Xiuying hastily jumped forward:

"What's wrong?"

   "It's okay..." Zhou Jia shook his head slowly:

   "When I was talking about Zhengqitang just now, his movements suddenly stopped, and at the same time he looked towards the room where we were talking."

   "I thought..., it seems that I was wrong."

  He just broke out suddenly, with fierce murderous intentions. If the opponent really has a cultivation base, the source of energy in his body will definitely react spontaneously.

   But no.

   Unless the other party is sure that he will not really attack and suppress the source force, but at the risk of death, there will not be such a stupid person.

  Or at the moment of retracting the force, at the same time, let the source force in the body change, and even let the skin and flesh relax accordingly.

   But this possibility is almost impossible.

  Even Zhou Jia himself could not do this.

   "My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life." Uncle Ku showed horror, lying on the ground and kept shrinking back:

   "I don't know anything, I don't know!"

   "Uncle Zhou." Xu Xiuying whispered:

   "It may be a misunderstanding."

   "Hmm." Zhou Jia was thoughtful, and took out two Origin Stones from his body and handed them over:

   "Sorry, old man, I blamed you wrongly, be careful, and hope you don't see it."

  Looking at the source stone in front of him, Uncle Ku’s eyes lit up, and a hint of greed surfaced on his face, but he still waved his hands again and again when he looked at the two of them:

   "It's okay, it's okay."

   "I can't have it!"

Um?

  The opponent's performance made Zhou Jia frown again:

  'Could it be that I really think too much? '

   After thinking for a while, he put the origin stone beside the other party:

   "Hold your fists together, the old man was frightened today, go back and rest first, it's Zhou's fault."

   "Uncle Ku."

  Luo Xiuying also said:

   "You accept it, go back to rest today, and come back after the injury on your body recovers."

   "I'm fine, I'm fine."

   Uncle Ku propped up his body, and after confirming again and again that the Origin Stone belonged to him, he hurriedly picked it up and put it in his arms, covered his clothes tightly and left in a hurry.

   "Uncle Zhou..."

   "It may be that the mood has collapsed too much these days, and I am a little sensitive."

  Zhou Jia shook his head and returned to the guest room again.

   "Can your cultivation improve recently?"

   "Thanks to Uncle Zhou." Luo Xiuying looked happy:

   "The cultivation base has already reached the seventh rank, but it is a pity that the progress of the three-element rectification is slow, and I don't know when it will be able to advance to the eighth rank."

   As he spoke, he sighed lightly.

   What she said were not polite words.

  For some reason, she has a lot of elixir refined by Zhou Jia in her hands, and in just a few years, her cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

   "Exactly."

   Zhou Jia flipped his hand, and a bright red fruit appeared in his palm:

   "I happened to get a spiritual fruit. It is said that it has the ability to increase enlightenment. Obedience to the exercises will deepen your understanding. You can try it."

"Uh…"

  Luo Xiuying looked at the fruit in his palm and hesitated:

   "Uncle Zhou, this seems to be a persimmon fruit, a very cheap one. The big men in the city may not have seen it, but it is often found in the wild."

   "Really." Zhou Jia was noncommittal:

   "Try it before you talk."

  Luo Xiuying pursed her lips.

  If she didn't believe in Zhou Jia, she might think that the fruit was mixed with poison, and that the other party came here to kill people.

  Nodding slightly at the moment, picked up the fruit, wiped it on his body, and put it in his mouth.

   "呵..."

   Teeth clenched, juice splashed.

  The sourness has a slightly sweet and greasy taste, rushing to the taste buds.

   The taste is not delicious, and it often causes gastrointestinal discomfort, which is why it is not circulated in the market. It is indeed a persimmon fruit.

  Luo Xiuying nodded, confirming that the taste was right, and when she was about to say something, her expression froze suddenly, with a dazed look on her face.

  Countless insights that came from nowhere suddenly emerged from my mind.

   Iron body!

   Three Elements Rectification!

   Thunder Palm!

  …

  Many of the exercises learned, the places that were confusing in the past, and even the places that had never been thought of, came to mind naturally.

   "Clatter..."

  The energy in the body is like a tide, surging endlessly.

  Luo Xiuying's eyes were fixed, her arms trembled slightly, her whole body suddenly straightened, her neck and back swayed slightly, and her whole body was moving in an orderly manner.

  A certain point that had trapped her for a long time burst open.

  Bapin!

  Dragon Tiger!

  The aura of source power on his body skyrocketed.

  Dao Fruit!

   Zhou Jia looked at the scene, his eyes flickering back and forth.

  He transformed the Tie Yuan Sect's inherited skills into a dao fruit and blended it into the persimmon fruit. After Luo Xiuying took it, the effect was astonishing.

  Based on his cultivation level, his understanding of the three-element rectification method is naturally not bad.

  However, Dao fruit only makes people feel more enlightened, and does not increase cultivation.

  The improvement of cultivation base should be the source power hidden in the body, because it doesn't know how to cultivate it, so it is only stored in the flesh.

  Now the three-element rectification is complete, the source power has been developed, and the original obstacles have been broken through.

  Cultivation, and naturally promoted to the eighth rank.

   It didn't know how long it took before Luo Xiuying's bewildered eyes gradually came alive, and an uncontrollable excitement made her burst into tears.

   "Uncle Zhou..."

  Her voice choked and her body was shaking.

   "It's your luck." Zhou Jia smiled lightly:

   "It seems to be working well."

   "It's really amazing, it's simply... incredible!" Luo Xiuying raised her hand tremblingly, feeling the mooring and flowing source power in her body:

   "I can feel that my understanding of the exercises is probably stronger than that of my father, and I only need a certain amount of time to adapt."

   "Just, you can completely master it."

   "Hmm..." Zhou Jia narrowed his eyes:

   "You mean, perception is perception and cannot be grasped directly?"

   "Yes." Luo Xiuying took it for granted:

   "Although I have a deep understanding of the exercises now, my body can't fully keep up with the understanding. I need to adapt for a while."

  This is something I had never thought of before.

  Zhou Jia nodded silently.

"pity."

  Luo Xiuying sighed again:

   "It would be great if it could increase the perception of the Spiritual Rain Technique."

   "The origin technique is a bit special." Zhou Jia shook his head lightly:

   "Are you ready for this time?"

"All right!"

  Luo Xiuying's complexion changed:

   "Uncle Zhou, don't worry, even if I lose my life, nothing will happen!"

   Today's grace is like a rebirth to her.

  Although I don't know why the persimmon fruit has this effect, it must be Zhou Jia's tricks, which is equivalent to saving her decades of insight.

   Decades.

   Not just time, but also youth, the future.

  Don't talk about Bapin.

  In the future, even if she achieves ninth grade, tenth grade, or even black iron, Luo Xiuying is confident.

not to mention.

  Since she learned the Spiritual Rain Technique the year before last, she has never been short of high-quality medicines, which allowed her to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

These.

   are all given by the other party.

  Zhou Jia waved his hand gently, but he was thinking about another thing.

  The trait of Dao Fruit can turn the perception of the required skills into Dao Fruit, but it does not include the Spiritual Rain Technique from the talent of Yushui.

It is clear.

  The source stars do not match each other.

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  Su Mansion.

  Every time a soldier is recruited, there will be people from the military stationed there.

  For convenience, Su Mansion built a courtyard specially for entertaining people from the military. The courtyard was even bigger than Su Mansion.

   Today.

   Ji Xian was admitted to this hospital.

   Hall.

  Several mages from Fei Mu's world sat cross-legged, with objects floating in front of them, and in the middle was the relic borrowed from Xiaolang Island.

  A faint halo surrounds the holy Buddha relic, as if searching for something.

I do not know how long it has been.

  One of them opened his eyes with a nervous expression on his face.

"how?"

   Ji Xianduan sat on the head, and asked in a muffled voice:

   "Is it possible to find the location of the Daobao Scroll?"

   "Return to your son." The mage trembled and hurriedly returned a salute, saying:

   "It is said that when the relic of the Holy Buddha was found, it was hidden in a jade tablet. The jade tablet should have the ability to block the breath."

   "There are holy Buddha relics, and there should be treasure scrolls of the Dao."

   "What do you mean?" Ji Xian's face darkened:

   "Can't find it?"

   "No." The mage turned pale, and his voice trembled:

   "Can be found, but it will take time."

   "Time." Ji Xian slowly sat up straight:

"how long?"

   "This..." the mage's eyes flickered, hesitatingly said:

   “Short months, slow…years.”

   "Peng!"

  The big chair under Ji Xian shattered, and the hard floor under his feet turned into dust. He stood up slowly, and looked directly at it with cold eyes:

"Can you say that again!"

   "My lord, spare me!"

  The body of the mage trembled, and he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly:

   "I've tried my best, even if I take back the Scarlet Cloud Army and let the archmage take action, the time will not be much faster, unless it is a legendary mage."

  The legend of Fei Mu's world is the silver powerhouse.

"yes?"

   Ji Xian sneered, clasped one hand empty, and when he was about to make a move, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and he raised his head to look into the distance across the roof.

  Operating without thoughts, a streak of light flying across the sky for several miles has been locked by thoughts and pulled into the hall.

   "Duh!"

  An arrow with a letterhead pierced deeply into the ground.

   "Sir!"

"Be careful!"

   All the soldiers around changed their colors and swarmed in. At the same time, one of them cautiously approached the arrow and untied the letter on it.

  The content inside made him surprised.

   "Master?"

   "Shua!"

  Ji Xian raised his hand, and the letter fell in front of him, unfolding out of thin air.

"Well…"

  He raised his eyebrows slightly:

"interesting."

   "Zhang Bingzhong didn't run away. Instead, he asked me to fight, using the relics of the Holy Buddha and the Dao Baojuan as bargaining chips."

   "In that case..."

  He looked at the mages in the field, his eyes gradually turned cold:

   "You guys, aren't you useless?"

   "Sir!"

   "Rao..."

   "Poof!"

  An invisible force fell, and several mages were crushed to pieces on the spot.

   "Niuyan!"

"exist."

  Ji Xian took a deep breath, and suddenly let out a muffled snort, various pieces of white bones popped out of his arm, and the white bones were slowly pulled out from the flesh.

  In the blink of an eye, bones turned into swords, placed in front of you.

   "Take them and go kill!"

  Ji Xian's tape was exhausted, and he said slowly:

   "Come see me again when the bone sword is soaked in blood."

"Yes!"

  Niu Yan should be, and took the bone sword respectfully, feeling a chill in his heart.

   Bone Killing Sword!

  Forged from his own white bones, after soaked in blood, the power is extremely terrifying, and it is also the trump card of Mr. Ji Xianji.

   kill...

   Just in time, Shicheng is searching for people in Zhengqi Hall.

  Some are easy to kill.

  (end of this chapter)