The setting sun is setting, and there is smoke from the cooking pots in Mulberry Village.
Membrane clothing takes a new leap forward.
"Now, I have the confidence to travel across the country. Those young dragons and tigers are still around the third pass. It is time for me to catch up. The world's affairs should not be dominated by those wealthy families."
Xiang Ji's eyebrows were sharp and his eyebrows were drawn into his temples. He smiled suddenly, stood up from the ground with his bare feet, stretched out his arms and leaped and glided two feet away like an eagle. He actually used the eagle's claw skill to fly into the shape of an eagle. He rushed towards Dr. Huang's house with swaying steps.
Uh-huh!
what? Along the way, the villagers felt a gust of wind blowing by. When they turned around, they could not see any human figures. Instead, there was a vague trace like an eagle's claw on the sand on the ground, which was the trace of exerting force when hitting the ground with different strength.
Some people who practice Qinggong leave no traces, but that kind of martial arts is harder to find than swords, fists, and palms. It is the foundation of many aristocratic families and sects.
"Martial Master!"
In front of the courtyard, the policemen who were in charge of staying behind were all shocked, and they were keenly aware of a kind of willpower unique to martial artists.
In the bright red sunset, a barefoot young man with a knife on his back leaped forward. The first thing he noticed at that moment was his eyes, as sharp as an eagle.
The second glance revealed a thin layer of transparent keratin on the surface of his body, which was also the source of everyone's judgment of his strength. It was the most obvious feature of 'leather armor'.
"He, he? He became a martial artist in three days?!"
Ma Dayan and Zhu Heipi, who had fought against each other before, were even more shocked. They couldn't control the look of surprise on their faces, which was really unexpected.
That's a martial artist! A character who has set foot on the five-day barrier can break through in three days?
"A fifteen-year-old martial artist is enough to become famous in every country and go to the counties to strive for fame!"
"It's amazing, it's really amazing. What kind of place is this Lousang Village, where strange people and strange things take root and emerge?"
The police officers inside and outside the hospital were all attracted and were in an uproar. They stared at Xiang Ji eagerly as if they wanted to strip him naked and study him. They all scratched their heads and sighed when thinking of their own martial arts path. It was such a contrast.
"With such qualifications, if you can obtain the hard work of a noble family, I am afraid that the great external achievements in the future will only be the starting point, and you will have the opportunity to complete the ritual of the magical sequence." Even the other martial artist here couldn't help but marvel, It is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and heroes emerge from young.
You know, just being a martial artist is enough to occupy a place in a county or village. You can work as a catcher in the government, or as a coach in a village. A martial artist is also a prominent figure in the county, ranking as the chief catcher in the yamen, and in the county, town and city. Zhongjie is qualified to open a tavern and teach apprentices, and he is also a "corps leader" in the army. Even some families are willing to recruit such disciples, and their status has truly changed.
And when the layers of this leather armor membrane are used, the membrane is as tough as cowhide, up to three inches thick. It has the strength of an ox, can fire a hundred-jin bow with one finger, and can kill five fully-armed men with bare hands. Surrounded by warrior soldiers, cuticles grow on the inside and outside of the skin, like thin iron armor, which can block swords and flying needles. The self-protection ability is sufficient, and it is not afraid when walking in the barren mountains.
Ta, da, in the envious and complicated eyes of everyone, Xiang Ji walked slowly and slowly. Although his feet were bare, they were not stained by dust and had the strength to cling to his feet and shake away the sand.
"Captain, please lend me a hundred catty bow."
Suddenly, he looked at the martial artist Captor and wanted to test his current strength with the big bow.
The head catcher was startled, but without hesitation, he raised his hand and brought over a hundred-jin bow. This bow was dark yellow in color and made of high-quality ancient wood. Both ends were inlaid with iron patterns and official seals, and the bow string was made of wolf. Made of tendons, there is an inexplicable coolness.
"Good bow."
Xiang Ji gently caressed the bow body, then pushed the thumbs of both feet outward, wrapped the little fingers to grasp, spread the knees outward, sucked the buttocks in, the waist was hidden and the chest was exposed, the left and right squatted in a horse stance, and the arms were raised violently When he got up, he only stretched out one finger to pull the string.
Boom!
The next moment, the entire bow was pulled into a full moon shape. As soon as the string was loosened, a clear, powerful, and solid sound was made. Although the arrow was not nocked, there was a strong force to draw the wind out, and a bang was left on the trunk of the big tree nearby. A mark as thick as a finger.
"With a single-finger bow strength of one hundred kilograms, he is indeed at the level of a martial artist."
The catcher nodded in affirmation, and it was clear from this display of kung fu that the martial arts master had a solid foundation and had gained success through hard work of muscles and bones.
Boom boom boom! However, in the blink of an eye, Xiang Ji moved his knuckles together and used one finger to draw the bow and string repeatedly. Nine muffled sounds were heard, shaking the branches and leaves of the tree.
Open the bow with one finger and shoot nine arrows in a row!
He opened the bow with a force of a hundred pounds with a single finger, and shot out nine arrows in a row, which made all the catchers present pause. The words were stuck in their throats and they could not spit out, and their expressions were stunned.
Is this a martial artist who just made a breakthrough?
How can he be more fierce than them?
As a leather-trained martial artist, each knuckle can shoot a hundred-jin bow. One finger can be wielded "at any time and at any time" with such power. When the five fingers are formed into a palm and a fist, the natural power is even greater. The power can be exerted at will. Continuously.
"My mother, are you going to deafen people?" The ears of the detectives were buzzing, as if the big muscles were rising and falling beside their ears, and there was a numbness in the muscles all over their bodies!
With such a performance, it is no wonder that there are some sonic kung fu in the world that specialize in 'music and martial arts'.
"You have become a martial artist in a short period of time. My child, you have a talent that is far beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"Hahaha, with the merit and strength of our little brother Shanhe, you can become a head catcher in our county town government. Then everyone will have a layer of leather armor, a sword and a long bow. Wouldn't it be a comfortable life? In the past, , these things that ordinary people keep privately must be recorded, otherwise it will cause trouble. Only the government can wear armor and go out everywhere."
Soon after hearing the commotion, Dr. Huang and the county captain Wang Qian rushed over. Seeing Xiang Ji's success in martial arts, they both smiled.
The government yamen have always had martial arts left by the imperial court. Not only are they divided into eighteen types of weapons, but they also focus on the "hard and soft" aspects. The martial arts that emphasize hard and fierce attack are all prefixed with "Kunshan", and the emphasis is on cotton and soft. His martial arts was named "Hundred Flowers". Ma Dayan and Zhu Heipi had previously practiced Baihua Martial Arts.
There are only a handful of martial artist-level arrestees among the county yamen. Zhuo County, which is the seat of Zhuo County, recruited people from all over the country and from other places. There are only four of them, and they are still official!
Only in the main cities of one state are there more experts and more opportunities.
"Thanks to the help of Brother County Lieutenant and the guidance of the master, I have achieved this. It must be thanks to you." Xiang Ji was not proud, and gave a bow to thank the two seniors for their help.
Without the guidance of the Eagle Claw Kung Fu and the daily supply of large amounts of fish and meat, he would probably have to work hard for another month if he wanted to succeed in skin training.
"Hahaha, come with me." Dr. Huang felt relieved and simply called him over and entered his house together.
Different from ordinary people, there are no beds here, not even tables and chairs. There is smoke in the room, and all that can be seen is a three-foot-long table with melons, fruits and pasta. Behind the table is a statue as tall as one person.
There is a futon in front of the case, where Dr. Huang meditates and rests his mind at night.
"What kind of person is this being enshrined?" Xiang Ji thought. He had never heard of a medical practice enshrining a statue of a god. Could it be that Dr. Huang had to carry such a big object all the way?
If you look closely, you will see that this body is carved from old rosewood. It has a childish face with blue eyes, holding a quinoa staff in its hand. Sandalwood incense is bursting with Venus. From a distance, it looks like there are dots of stars, and it seems to outline a vast starry sky. , an immortal is rising and falling in the sea of stars, and his Taoism is boundless.
"Shanhe, you don't seem to worship gods and Buddhas, and you don't believe in offering incense." Dr. Huang noticed that there was no awe in Xiang Ji's eyes, only curiosity and suspicion, and he didn't seem to believe in ghosts and gods.
Xiang Ji thought about it and said slowly, "I grew up in the mountains and forests since I was a child. I was mostly a hunter, fighting against the weather and the beasts on the earth. I am naturally not attached to these, and my martial arts is broad and profound. My philosophy is that 'all magical changes are self-sufficient.' , which means that everyone has a deep treasure house with unlimited potential, but it is just blinded by various attachments."
"There are many people in the world who are ungodly or greedy for profit, so it is difficult to respond. There are many people in the world who donate a copper coin to seek a fortune and promotion." Dr. Huang was in the smoke, his expression could not be seen clearly, but his tone became more and more ethereal. stand up.
After pondering slightly, Xiang Ji did not deny other people's opinions, but quietly elaborated on his own opinions, "In my humble opinion, it's not that I am disrespectful to ghosts and gods, but, what else in the world can be more pious than treating yourself?
Everyone is worshiping their own fleshly statue, providing them with good food and drink every day, washing them cleanly every day, and dressing up beautifully. They are thinking about making the temple where this fleshly statue lives bigger and more comfortable. Be more comfortable, be more respectful to others, and give more alms. It is best to have the whole world offer them to you. When you go out, you will be surrounded by stars holding the moon, and when you enter, you will be surrounded by swallows. Who can compare to such piety? However, have you ever sought your own success? Have you ever asked for anything?
If you treat your own body like this with piety, how much more should you do it to the 'foreign gods' you worship with a utilitarian heart? Why should they respond? "
As soon as he said this, Old Doctor Huang couldn't help but paused. He looked at Xiang Ji with a strange look for the first time. He was silent for a few breaths before he smiled and said, "The point of view you mentioned is quite novel, and it gave me some inspiration. In that case, this picture Take the picture record here and let me know when you can visualize it in your mind."
Visualize?
Xiang Ji couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this. Isn't this a legendary method of cultivating spiritual will? It is a prerequisite for preparing supernatural power sequence rituals. It is only spread among aristocratic families and Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and few other forces can master it. Normally speaking, , it is only after completing the Five Heavens Pass that you can start to meditate, communicate with the authority of heaven and earth, and touch this level.
Taking the catalog, he suddenly discovered that it depicted a pitch-black sea, with a giant fish looming between the waves. It was quite charming. Just looking at it made Xiang Ji feel like he was facing the sea, and the roar of the waves rang in his ears. The sound of lapping the shore.
"North of Zhongbei there is Minghai, which is also called Tianchi, and there is Yuyan. It is thousands of miles wide, and its length is called Yan, and its name is Kun."
Is this Kunyu? Xiang Ji was stunned. Didn't he say he was visualizing gods? How could he visualize the Kun fish coming from the North Sea?
However, he didn't think too much about it. This kind of mysterious and profound 'spiritual martial arts' is hard to find. Being able to get a visualization picture is all his own creation. He should study it first and strengthen his own strength.
In this world, money will be lost, power and status will be lost, but the martial arts you have practiced will accompany you in life and death and will never be abandoned.
If the so-called doctrines of sages and saints are not supported by strength, they are nothing but duckweeds; if the popular people are not suppressed by force, they will become chaos.
For Xiang Ji, vision determines actions, interests dominate people's hearts, true and false, yin and yang are false and true, only force is eternal, force is reason, and force is reason!
Only those who are powerful can travel around the world, but those who are powerless cannot move even an inch. He wants to be that powerful person, and he never wants to suffer like before.
There was no talking all night until the next morning.
Just after dawn, a sound of surprise came from the house.
"The magistrate is awake!"
As soon as the sound rang out, the surrounding police officers flew in and crowded into the courtyard.
Xiang Ji took advantage of the situation and saw that the county magistrate with long beard and brocade robe had already pushed out the door, followed closely by the county lieutenant Wang Qian and the old doctor Huang. His face was rosy, his eyes were lively, and his muscles and bones were naturally relaxed and bulging. The injury is almost healed.
"Hahaha, little brother Shanhe has become a martial artist at the age of fifteen. As expected, a hero comes from a young age. I promise you to save me, and you have a love for medicine and stone. In this Zhuoxian County, as long as you have a fair status, whatever needs you have, I will do whatever you want. Come find me.
Earlier, I heard Wang Qian mention that you are somewhat interested in the Yamen. Now there happens to be a vacant post of "Chasing the Wind and Catching the Head" in the government. I have enough strength and qualifications to give it a try. Unfortunately, there are many things going on recently. There are thieves who collude with the bandits and want to cause trouble, so it is inconvenient to stay for a long time. So, ten days later, I will hold a banquet at the "Xihe Tower" on the bank of Zhuoxian County to thank you all. Be sure to be there and say goodbye. "
The county magistrate also had a fiery temper. After explaining and thanking him, he left and went straight to Zhuo County.
The banquet he was talking about was naturally not a trivial matter, but a banquet hosted by a powerful person in the county. The size of the banquet would not be small, and it was unlikely that some people from aristocratic families would be present to accompany them. It was an opportunity to gain knowledge and broaden their horizons.
County Captain Wang Qian explained with a wry smile that now that one of the Three Townships was occupied by rogue bandits, the County Magistrate was naturally anxious and had to mobilize troops to attack back, otherwise it would be difficult for the court to pursue him.
"Ten days later, there is still plenty of time. Now Ade and I can meet the people in Zhuo County. In the past few days, the boy has been nourished by medicinal food, and his foundation has been restored. He will probably become a warrior in the near future. .”
Xiang Ji didn't think much and took off his shirt, revealing his strong body. He made an eagle's beak with his hands and touched it on the bluestone. He had already started practicing the Eagle Claw Technique.
In this way, when the sun rose in the east, he practiced sword skills. When the sun was at noon, he used the three methods of Eagle Claw Kung Fu to exercise his finger strength. After sunset, he went to the kitchen to chant sutras to the loaches. At night, he sat cross-legged on the roof with his palms facing the sky and savored the stars. Use the power to visualize the Kunyu picture in the North Sea.
In Lousang Village, the days passed peacefully like this, and in a blink of an eye, the day of the banquet came.
At Chenshi, the sun had already risen for an hour, and three figures gradually appeared at the entrance of the village. As soon as they met, two young men among them saluted and greeted them in a dignified manner.
"Congratulations to Brother Shanhe for becoming a martial artist."
"You have made great progress recently and have become a warrior. You are now the number one person in this country."
After complimenting each other for a while, the two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. They were obviously young people, but they insisted on imitating those old people, which was really a bit different.
"Okay, okay, it's time for us to go to the banquet. With this kindness, your household registration is not only successful, but also connected with the government in one fell swoop. It will be easier to do things wherever you go in the future."
Old doctor Huang smiled and patted the two of them on the head, and soon saw the county government carriage waiting in front for some time.
"Please get in the car, three of you."
The person driving the car was an acquaintance, Ma Dayan, who had been the catcher at the time. He smiled at Xiang Ji and became a groom.
The West Crane Tower is located eight miles outside of Zhuoxian County. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers and stands on the bank of the Zhuojiang River. It got its name because there are white cranes living on the roof of the building all year round.
And the aroma of rice wine here lingers throughout the ten-mile-long street even in the cold weather of this month.
As soon as the carriage arrived at the restaurant, Xiang Ji felt the lively atmosphere of the market. There was an endless stream of diners, children playing, couples lingering, grandparents playing and the hustle and bustle hitting his face.
"It's the county government's carriage!"
At this time, many people recognized the origin of the carriage and cast their eyes on it.
A group of people who were about to enter the restaurant also paused. Someone looked back, eyes like fire, and glanced over with a loud sound.
