Mysterious World, I Have Special Understanding

What happened last night undoubtedly had a profound impact on Ji Que's life.

The most obvious one is that he didn't eat sweet tofu nao the next morning.

Because as soon as he walked near the booth, he heard someone say: "Boss Zhang, why does this tofu nao smell like rotten eggs today?"

Boss Zhang blushed and said, "How is that possible! Are you looking for faults?"

Boss Zhang is not easy either. He was almost taken away by the Fenglian Sect last night, and was stinked by rotten eggs in the middle of the night. He still has to get up in the morning to do business.

Because if you don’t do this business, you won’t have enough to eat.

After hearing the above statement, Ji Que naturally gave up the idea of ​​eating tofu.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, after stopping the Fenglian sect's team last night, he felt that the whole alley's vitality had recovered a lot.

At least saw a lot of people.

Neighbors in the neighborhood talked a lot, some said that the Yamen finally wanted to take care of them, some said that an expert made a move, the Fenglian Sect was planted, and they could sleep peacefully in the future, and some hoped that their family members who had gone to believe in religion with them before have a chance to come back

Of course, more people are worried, worried that the Fenglian Sect will come again.

Li Si, the watermelon seller, boasted to Haikou, and said: "If you let me know who the expert who sold last night is, I, Li Si, will treat him to eat watermelon for the rest of his life, free of charge!"

"Come on, which high-ranking person rarely eats your watermelon, why do you farm with a golden pole when you are a prince?"

"Is not it?"

Looking at Li Si's watermelon, Ji Que hesitated to speak.

You can't say that I am that expert, so give me two quickly.

However, he was generally in a good mood.

It feels good to be a master who "flicks his clothes away when things happen, and hides his achievements and fame.", especially when he is listening to them praising himself next to him.

Man is always a social creature.

While walking, Ji Que hummed a ditty, occasionally stepping on shit without getting annoyed, and after skillfully scraping it off, he continued on his way.

After the battle last night, he probably knew his level.

The old monk Lingyu had always thought that he was a descendant of a high-ranking person, or a reclusive young arrogance, who hid in this small place to hone his mind and pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger by the way.

Unfortunately he is not.

It was only later that the old monk confirmed that he was really not pretending, and he couldn't help being shocked, calling him "a practice wizard who is unique in ten thousand."

In fact, Ji Que knows that he is not a one-in-a-kind spiritual genius, but he just spends other people's living and sleeping time on this unlucky thing.

From the old monk Lingyu, he also learned some knowledge about cultivation for the first time.

The first four realms of practice are the first realm of body forging, the second realm of gas collection, the third realm of true energy, and the fourth realm of spiritual thoughts.

One-level physical training, the entry-level level of a practitioner, tempers the body by relying on exercises. Ji Que's previous push-ups, sit-ups, and squats have almost the same effect. People who exercise at an advanced level have great strength and resistance. Beat, it's no problem to beat ten ordinary men.

In the second level of gas harvesting, after the body reaches a certain strength, the dantian will gradually accumulate a surge of true energy when practicing the "qi harvesting" technique.

Because of the existence of true qi, the speed and strength of practitioners can be improved, and it is no longer a problem to fly over eaves and walls, and to run long distances. Those who are proficient can exhale like an arrow, and they can fight a hundred with one.

In the three realms of true essence, when the true energy is condensed to a certain extent, it can be transformed into true essence and stored in the body.

At this time, the body is like a container, the true energy is stored inside, and can be released outside, so as to achieve the effect of hurting people at close range and protecting the body with true energy.

In the four realms of divine thoughts, practitioners use their thoughts to control the true essence and let it attach to utensils. They can fly swords to kill enemies and use talismans. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are already the means of gods.

There are not many such people in the world, it can be said to be rare, even in Dacheng Dazong, they are one of the characters.

As for the five realms of life above, the six realms of moving mountains, and even the land gods and immortals above, they are gods and dragons who can't see their heads and tails, and the old monk only has a few encounters.

The old monk Lingyu always thought that Ji Que was in the four realms of spiritual thought, and no matter how bad it was, he was at the peak of the three realms of true energy.

Because the two priests, Ma and Yun, were in the real three realms of the True Yuan Realm, the horse priest had even approached the upper level of the True Yuan Realm, but he was beaten by Ji Que and couldn't even pay it back.

Especially Ji Que's method of turning a piece of paper into a hidden weapon, he has never heard of it.

It's a pity that Ji Que is in the three realms of true essence, no, he doesn't even have the three realms.

He can let the true energy in his body overflow, but that is not true energy at all, because it is not condensed enough.

It can be said that he is actually a second-level gas harvesting level.

But he just beat the two three-level characters so hard that they couldn't find the north, and beat their front teeth flying.

Ji Que couldn't help being puzzled: "Why are they so ungrateful? Is it because the foundation is not solid?"

The old monk who couldn't find Bei after being beaten by the two priests could barely calm down and said, "It's not their problem."

"Um?"

"That's your problem."

"mine?"

"You are a unique cultivation genius, and your realm and talent cannot be inferred by common sense. I don't understand this, but I was shocked."

These are the original words of old monk Lingyu.

The old monk is a wandering monk from Sensoji Temple in the north. Although his state ability is average, his vision is not low.

He has lived for so many years, roaming all over the world, and is also the demon-subduing man of the subduing demon building. He has naturally seen many masters, including many proud students of the holy land of cultivation and the proud son of heaven.

But he had never seen Ji Que like this before.

In layman's terms, outrageous.

Absurdly home!

There are people who cross the border to kill the enemy. After all, there is a very famous Ning Hongyu in the south, who is good at collecting Qi to kill true energy, and true energy to kill spiritual thoughts.

But that is a well-known young talent in the practice world, a leader of the younger generation, basically not active in the Northland, and Ji Que is the first time the old monk encountered a real person.

He felt that even Naning Hongyu's cross-border killing of enemies was nothing more than that, so he thought it was not an exaggeration to give Ji Que a "one-of-a-kind spiritual genius."

Monk Lingyu left with the two worshipers of the Fenglian Sect, saying that he was going to join his fellow disciples, and reminded him to be careful because his fingers were still outside.

According to the priests of Ma and Yun, there is another person above them, and that is the envoy "Finger".

"Finger" is an envoy who was photographed by Goddess Fenglian and was endowed with divine power, which is terrifying.

Ma and Yun claimed to have joined the Fenglian Sect for less than two years. The reason why they would work for the Fenglian Sect was because this rather mysterious sect did have the secret method they both longed for.

This brought new hope to them who had been stagnant for many years, even if they had been practicing double cultivation all year round.

And they didn't think much of the magic finger at the beginning, because the other party looked too ordinary, honest and honest like a farmer, without the demeanor of a master.

Until one day, they wanted to refute Finger, but two human faces suddenly appeared on Finger's chest, which frightened them all at once.

In the words of Ma Gongfu, he felt great fear in an instant.

He felt that he had turned into a mouse, and the finger of the envoy with a human face emerging from his chest was a snake, which made him afraid.

At that moment, he felt that the finger was a god.

This kind of statement is very mysterious, and at the same time reveals a weirdness.

A human face appeared on the chest, which was obviously more like a trick of a monster, but Ma Gongfeng felt that the other person was a god.

"Is there really a god in this world?" Ji Que sat in the room and thought.

This is something he can't know at the moment, because the old monk Lingyu has taken people away.

Once this statement appeared in his mind, Ji Que couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, even a little scared.

Because he has seen the terrible changes of his aunt, and he has also seen the corpses of the members of the Fenglian Sect.

Their internal organs were cleaned out, as if they had been eaten.

If the goddess enshrined by the Fenglian Cult really existed, and the internal organs of this group of congregants happened to be eaten by the goddess, then this world would be quite "scary".

Ghosts eat people, people eat people, gods eat people.

For a moment, Ji Que felt that the night outside was much darker.

Monk Lingyu said that he would probably come back, because he didn't know how many demon fallers could come with him, and maybe he needed Ji Que's help.

Ji Que is willing to help, not only because he likes to fight against evil, but also because he can earn some money.

The old monk said that he would give Ji Que his share of the reward hanging in Jiangmo Building.

Thinking of this, Ji Que couldn't help being happy.

Ji Que is a person who is easy to be happy, because a person who is not optimistic and cheerful cannot fight against bad luck for a long time.

In the past two days, he happened to encounter happy things again, how could he be unhappy.

First, he probably knows his own level, he is a practice wizard who is unique in ten thousand.

Second, last night from Xue Butou, he saw real respect and politeness. The other party in the past was really fake politeness.

Thirdly, the atmosphere in Yuhua Lane, which had been deserted for several months, finally warmed up a lot.

Fourth, and most importantly, he made money, a lot of money.

In the wallets of Ma and Yun, besides the silver, there are more than a dozen pieces of gold leaves, and a secret volume of "The Reversal of the Luan and the Phoenix".

He reckoned that just that stack of gold leaves could be exchanged for five hundred taels of silver at least.

You know, he has been busy for a year or two, collecting money from bandits and thieves, and receiving bounties, so he only has a total of about one hundred taels of savings.

This time, I made five hundred taels at once.

The offerings of the Fenglian Sect are already so rich, what about the finger of the envoy?

This time, the sense of mystery and terror of the finger of the god was reduced a lot.

Ji Que really likes money.

With money, there is freedom.

As for the secret scroll of "Luanfeng Reversal" that Yun enshrined and hid even deeper, he judged it and guessed it should be an evil secret method.

With Ji Que's current comprehension ability, he can't comprehend anything, but he can understand the paintings inside.

One of them was a picture of a man and a woman in slightly different clothes, their bodies bent and connected end to end, almost forming a circular posture. He didn't know the beauty, but it was quite shocking.

There was a huge explosion of information in his previous life. He hadn't seen any poses on the Internet, but he hadn't seen this pose.

Seeing him watching with gusto, the old monk hesitated to speak several times.

Seeing this, Ji Que comforted him and said, "Don't worry, master, I know this is an evil way of practice, and I'm just criticizing it."

"Good at fighting, good at fighting."

Seeing his serious face, the old monk was very relieved, and secretly said: "This boy can keep his eyes as clear as water in the face of the secret scrolls of double cultivation in the evil way. He is really a rare talent in cultivation."

That's because he didn't know that this kind of painting is extremely tempting to them, but it's nothing to Ji Que, a serious modern person.

Holding the secret scroll in his hand, Ji Que thought to himself, "I don't know if I have accumulated enough understanding, what special effect will it have if I use it?"

Of course, this is all for later, because his understanding has just begun to accumulate, at least it will take a few months of accumulation to be effective.

He prefers their gold leaves to the secret scroll enshrined by these two dogs as a secret treasure.

Only when he has money can he realize his dream of living more freely.