But now, after the refinement of the Marrow Cleansing Spirit Pearl, and the subsequent subtle changes.
Chen Yuan's martial arts talent can definitely be called a genius.
This can be seen from Chen Yuan's current practice of the Vajra Glazed Body.
The fiery warmth soaked into the flesh, and the blood in Chen Yuan's body was being refined for the third time.
According to ordinary blood refining techniques, Chen Yuan is already a strong player in the blood refining level. If he enters the fourth or fifth blood refining, Chen Yuan's strength can directly catch up with the bone refining warrior. .
This is the horror of nine blood refinings.
In comparison, Chen Yuan is fundamentally different from the average person.
Of course, this is only true for ordinary people. Chen Yuan guessed that the body-refining techniques practiced by those real geniuses in the world are definitely more than just three blood refinings.
Martial arts foundation building, these four words can sum up everything.
The purpose of building the foundation realm is to cast the foundation and lay the foundation for the future realm.
This is why ordinary government officials may be able to enter the blood refining level with the passage of time, but very few can enter the bone refining level. Looking at the entire Ping An County government office, there is no bone refining master who can be counted in one hand. .
Chen Yuan calmed down, there was hot Yang Qi outside, and cool and marrow-cleansing spiritual power inside. One inside and one outside, one cold and one hot. When the two phases were superimposed, the blood in his body surged like a trickling river.
Somehow, Chen Yuan seemed to have blood flowing.
still.
Chen Yuan maintained his posture for nearly an hour. Suddenly, he frowned and opened his eyes. There was a sound of footsteps in front of the door, and the golden paint all over his body disappeared into the flesh.
"Squeak."
The door was pushed open, and Wang Ping, dressed as a government official and wearing a sword at his waist, walked in with a smile.
"Brother Yuan, you're still practicing kung fu this early in the morning." Wang Ping said as he watched Chen Yuan stand naked and bow on his horse.
"A year's plan begins with spring, a day's plan begins with morning." Chen Yuan smiled, took a deep breath, and stood up.
"Anyway, there is no hope in refining bones. I will naturally start refining blood in a few years. I don't want to work so hard." Wang Ping shook his head.
"Uncle Wang paid you to enter the Yamen, didn't he just want you to step into the martial arts and shine on the lintel? If you do this, Uncle Wang's efforts will be in vain."
Like Chen Yuan, Wang Ping and most of the Ping'an County government officials had to pay to get in.
"Shit, he just wants to drive me away. Do you really think I don't know about his trivial things?" Wang Ping curled his lips, obviously having some objections.
Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that Wang Ping's father was indeed worthy of the name Lao Wang next door. According to Wang Ping, he had many romantic affairs.
"Is the injury healed?" Chen Yuan looked up and down.
"I've recovered a long time ago. If I hadn't taken the opportunity to rest for a while, I would have returned to the county office long ago." Wang Ping hammered his chest several times with his fist to show his strength.
"It's a good time to come back now. It would have been dangerous if we came back before."
It has to be said that Wang Ping's luck is really good. He did not get involved in the chaos caused by the Wusheng Cult thieves and the Huang family. In the previous battle with the Huang family, the county government lost a lot of manpower.
And the most ordinary government servant like Wang Ping is extremely vulnerable to injury.
When Wang Ping heard Chen Yuan's words, he became interested in the corners of his eyes. He looked around, stepped forward and asked in a low voice:
"Brother Yuan, I heard that Huang Xing was imprisoned?"
"The Huang family has an affair with a traitor from the Wusheng Cult. The county magistrate is furious, so naturally it is impossible to let him go."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the reputation of the Huang family is not small in our Ping'an County. I didn't expect it to fall down right away. It's a pity that I didn't see that scene." Wang Ping felt a little regretful.
Glancing at Wang Ping, Chen Yuan said:
"With your small body, if you really get involved, do you think you can escape unscathed?"
Wang Ping smiled brightly and touched his face:
"Brother Yuan, you are right. My strength is indeed not enough."
Chen Yuan turned around and returned to the house, put on his clothes, and put the long knife on his waist:
"Let's go to the county office."
...
"Hey, Brother Yuan, you said that this time Huang Xing and Tie Xuan are dead, who will take their place? How about establishing a good relationship in advance so that it can be easier in the future." Wang Ping stroked the slight beard on his chin with his hand. Stubble.
"Just flatter me..." Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping with a smile.
"Brother Yuan, haven't you already done it in advance?" Wang Ping was a little surprised.
"No."
"Then what do you mean, Brother Yuan...you don't want to be the head catcher, do you?" Wang Ping thought about it, suddenly he was startled and blurted out.
Chen Yuan smiled and said nothing. He saw Zhou Ji Baozi Shop and walked up quickly.
"Hey..." Wang Ping called out and quickly followed.
He didn't ask about the head catcher again. The position of head catcher in a county requires a ninth-level official status. Generally, one must have a bone-refining level of cultivation to be able to hold it.
Although Brother Yuan was stronger than him, his strength was limited. Wang Ping just thought he was joking.
Without taking action, no one would be able to tell that Chen Yuan's strength has reached the level of blood refining.
Of course, in the previous fight in front of Huang's house, some government officials knew that Chen Yuan might have started refining his blood. Otherwise, there would be no way to kill an old government official by himself.
"Uncle Zhou, bring six meat-filled buns and two eggs." Chen Yuan looked at Xiaofang's father's busy figure and called out. Several people who were gathered around to buy buns looked at Chen Yuan and Wang Ping Ping's clothes quickly moved away.
"Afang, get some buns for you Brother Yuan..." Uncle Zhou called.
"Why..."
Xiaofang responded, swung her braid, trotted over quickly, picked up the basket and filled a few buns.
"Brother Yuan, I can just eat two."
Chen Yuan nodded, looked at Xiaofang and said:
"Get eight meat buns."
Wang Ping "......"
Xiaofang brought the meat buns and eggs to Chen Yuan with a smile, touched them inadvertently with her fingers, and immediately retracted, her face seemed to be stained with a layer of red clouds.
"gone."
Chen Yuan smiled, threw the two meat buns to Wang Ping, and turned to leave.
Xiaofang blushed and watched Chen Yuan's back slowly disappear.
Wang Ping turned his head frequently, looking at Xiaofang for a while and then at Chen Yuan. He took a big bite of the meat bun and muttered:
"Brother Yuan, Xiaofang is a pretty girl, but you seem to be..."
Putting the peeled eggs into his mouth, Chen Yuan said calmly:
"It's good, but it's not suitable for me."
If it was the Chen Yuan of the past, then it would be good to marry a woman who manages the family like this. But now, Chen Yuan is determined to pursue the path of martial arts and does not want to be bound by the love of his children.
This would be bad for both her and Chen Yuan.
Once she entered the world, Chen Yuan did not want her to be implicated by her enemies in the future, so it was better to cut off the relationship in advance.
Wang Ping heard the firmness in Chen Yuan's words, glanced at Xiaofang who was looking behind him, sighed, and thought to himself:
"This is love..."
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