Chapter 893 – Legendary True Martial Artist, Husband of Jiang Huan
Chapter 893 – Husband of Jiang Huan Legendary True Martial Artist
[Sacrificial Spirit:Li Chunyuan, Apology 0, Debt 0, Loyalty 0, This person is the Red Son of Heaven and Earth True Martial Artist, the Immortal Path of Martial Arts, the True Transformation can ascend to the heavens, the main killing, the heaven and the earth are favored, ominous!
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Legendary True Martial Artist?
“True martial artist” this kind of thing, the legend is a bug, cultivation increasingly thousands of miles, the main killing, battle strength is super strong, only one generation, so many people are afraid of, the major forces crazy scramble, but unfortunately so far has not appeared.
As a result, it appeared here?
Xin Zhuo own nine color true qi is the same as the true martial artist, so specifically searched for the canonical books about this kind of person “Ancient Luo Jing” to watch, I thought that this kind of person is bound to appear in the bloody storm, a battle and famous all around, the result …… is an old six, running here, presuming to point to the female emperor, eating soft rice?
He carefully pondered which one it was, and as a result, he thought about it, did not have a half impression, and simply gave up.
Reorganized the Moonwatch Well in the sacrificial spirit can be shared to get the twelve major first level origin, eighteen major heaven level origin and seven earth level origin, if you add their own and Ji Pixuan, Zhou Wan Er’s origin of the power, for twelve major first level origin, twenty-one major heaven level origin, seven earth level origin!
If it is a 50/50 fusion, he can finally get …… three “Yuan” level origin, according to the “first, beginning, Yuan, first, heaven, earth, human” seven origin, has exceeded can enter the country! According to the seven levels of origin, it has already surpassed the “first” level that can enter the Paramount Saints, reaching the third level, and in the future, the Paramount Saints will be even stronger.
In addition, after fusion, there was also one more first level origin, two more heaven level origins, and two more earth level origins.
Now he could have three Yuan level Heaven and Earth Origins, one Advanced level Origin, two Heaven level Origins, and two Earth level Origins, which was a bit too much to use up.
No! Should I force myself to fuse the “Beginning” grade origin?
Then there’s still one Yuan level origin, three Preliminary level, and thirteen Earth level origins to go?
It’s a bit confusing.
This strange “synthetic game” style of cultivation reminded him of his previous life’s “9999, if you’re a brother, come and cut me.”
No matter what, he’ll try to integrate it first.
At that moment, he stilled his qi and concentrated on the moonflower.
Soon, the entire bedchamber is flooded with dense origin light, such as flowing water like floating to and fro, strange and weird heaven and earth first spirit shadow change.
……
Nightfall.
I don’t know who palmed the lamp in the bedchamber, Xin Zhuo was sore and numb, the meridians were like they had been cleansed countless times, and he lay down with a big gasp, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
[Yuan level Origin Nine Headed Blood Sea Pixie]
A trace of Origin power manifested as a nine-headed monster flashed away, the air was torn out of dozens of cracks in a raw manner, if not for his deliberate convergence, this palace would be considered ruined.
The corners of his mouth could not help but reveal a smile.
Although the cultivation realm had not increased, the Origin Power had suddenly jumped from the Heavenly Grade to the Yuan Grade, which was a perverted qualitative leap!
He tried his body, the strength of his fleshly body was so vast and boundless that he could kill an inferior Saint Son with a headbutt.
If outsiders knew about it, they would only break their heads and not believe it.
As a matter of fact, Xin Zhuo’s origin power is from the lowest grade of pure spirit origin, and reached the fifth grade of “Yuan” level in one or two years.
Unfortunately, the fusion of this thing, not only time-consuming, laborious and moonlight, but also the body is exhausted and weak, all fusion, may also need some time.
Thinking of this, is about to close his eyes to recuperate, suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance, turn around and look, will see a pink mattress robes, dressed in a handsome and lovely, dynamic and bright Ji invitation to the moon, is staring at him with a pair of eyes wide, slender as jade fingers raised in mid-air, obviously in the sense of what.
Born with slightly curved cherry lips and bushy eyelashes, the beauty mole at the corner of her mouth, and her bewildered look, it was like a stunningly beautiful painting of a lady.
Xin Zhuo was a little embarrassed and asked, “When did you arrive?”
Only then did he realize that it was already dark.
Ji Ying Yue frowned and asked without answering, “Yuan level origin power?”
Xin Zhuo said, “Feel it?”
“I am also a Yuan level Origin.”
Ji Ying Yue said : “Not only can I feel it, but I also know that this Origin Power of yours is definitely not any of the Origin Powers recorded in the Great Desolate Scripture Origin Full Score… Xin Zhuo, to be honest, could it be that you are really the reincarnation of a certain old monster from the Ten Thousand Ancient Years, as Ji Pixuan has guessed?”
Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment and said in a serious manner, “That’s right! One hundred thousand years ago, I was a martial artist with extremely high cultivation, cold-blooded and merciless, known as the Bloody-handed Human Slayer North Sea Dragon Marshal, and I met a woman by chance, and I chased after her for ten lifetimes, and I didn’t find her until now!”
Ji Ying Yue was indeed diverted and gave him a blank look : “Who is it?”
Xin Zhuo solemnly said: “Her name is Ji Ying Yue!”
Ji Ying Yue instantly blushed red and spat: “Just a mouthful.”
With a face full of joy, she took off her boots and jumped onto the bed, a pair of crystal jade-like small feet cocked at the head of the bed, resting on Xin Zhuo’s stomach, stretched out her waist and yawned a not too big and not too small yawn, blissfully forgetting about how Xin Zhuo had gotten the matter of the Yuan level origin.
Xin Zhuo patted her head: “It’s tiring to deal with political affairs, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” Ji Ying Yue said, tilting her head to look at him and blinking, “It’s my sister, I’m helping her.” “I believe it!” Xin Zhuo thought for a moment and asked, “Do you know someone called Li Chunyuan?”
“Know.”
Ji Ying Yue said indifferently, “This person, Yuanji Nine Forest Realm, was originally a casual cultivator, not well-known, from nowhere, decades ago suddenly became the son-in-law of the Jiang Clan, married his wife, Jiang Huan, and now has a terrible background.
Sort of one of the mountain Jiang banished from the mountain to sit in Daqian, and even some aspects of the status than Jiang Yugui, but this person does not like to flaunt, it is easy to be ignored, this time as a married man, but also to enter the palace, it is bound to be the Jiang instructed in the look at the joke. What’s going on?”
Only after saying this did he think of something and looked at Xin Zhuo with some concern.
Sure enough, Xin Zhuo’s face is a little dark, big sister Jiang Huan’s husband?
Jiang really has a discerning eye!
Ji Ying Yue grabbed his hand and comforted: “You don’t think about it is good, as long as you stay here, stay by my side, no one can hurt you, I think about it, some other day I set up the ground to become a saint when the opportunity arrives, I will also take you with me in seclusion, how about it?”
“Good!” Xin Zhuo casually perfunctory.
“Huh?”
Ji Ying Yue finally sensed that his hands were limp and weak and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Xin Zhuo really couldn’t explain the aftereffects of this fusion, so he could only say, “Physical fatigue, going off the deep end!”
Ji Ying Yue’s complexion turned serious, her hand shot out like lightning, pressing down on his pulse, and a trace of the weird and complex true qi pattern unique to Paragon Sage experts drilled into Xin Zhuo’s body.
It was too late for Xin Zhuo to stop it, so he could only say in a hurry, “No harm done, as long as the whole body is pushed, artificial respiration and whatnot, it’s not a big problem.”
Ji Ying Yue loosened her hand and curiously said, “What is full body massage and what is artificial respiration?”
“Ah …… this said, can be subtle and incomparable, rumored to come from the ancient times, although simple and easy to start, but must be standardized, full body massage divided into Thai, Western …… artificial respiration on the other hand ……”
Xin Zhuo did not finish his words, Ji Ying Yue nodded: “The first one is too complicated, the second one.”
A hint of redness rose on her face, pursed her cherry lips, and came up.
“?”
Xin Zhuo couldn’t move and was embarrassed in his heart, I’m just saying.
Half an hour later, Ji Ying Yue raised her head, her beautiful eyes were mesmerized, her cherry lips were slightly swollen with crystalline water stains, and she said dully, “I, I suspect that you’re lying to me!”
“A thousand times true, not even close.” Xin Zhuo was incomparably serious, obviously a belly full of fire, but there was nowhere to vent it.
“Good!”
……
The night was deep, and the moonlight was bright, spilling down on the window pane of the bedchamber.
With a pair of small feet against the wall, the two of them ate the imperial tribute snacks brought in by the female officials, making vague, idle chit-chat.
“So what happened to Jia Baoyu?”
“Later …… Yuanchun and maternal uncle Prince Teng died violently one after another, the Jia House had no backing, coupled with Jia Zhen Jia Rong’s father and son’s shamelessness and misbehavior, so the Jia House was plagiarized, and Jia Baoyu was displaced, and from then on, he felt the true meaning.”
“Hundred years of clans collapse overnight, sad and pathetic, but the Jia House is also not competitive, if it pours the power of a house, and try to cultivate a few gifted martial artists, forgive that the emperor would not dare to plunge the family at will, there is also that Jia Baoyu, since he is a God Ying Servant of the Taixu realm, has great magic power, and finally returned to the truth, but did not lash out and shock the emperor, inevitably lost the cool, the story ends badly, the Huh? Why don’t you say anything ……”
“Well, this ……”
Xin Zhuo felt that there was no need to say anything further, this kind of story that crosses barriers, Ji Yingyue would only think about it with her inherent thinking, martial artists? Jia Baoyu’s family is a group of Yuanji masters, isn’t this tasteless? Lin Daiyu pulling a willow upside down?
After thinking about it, she said, “Can you do me a favor?”
Ji Invitation Moon’s bravado: “But there’s no harm in saying so!”
Xin Zhuo coughed lightly: “I need a group of upper Saint Son level experts and middle Saint Son level experts, how about you bestow death and I’ll save them?”
Although it was the same method, it was used well, dry and direct.
Ji Ying Yue looked at him in surprise: “And a group? Do you think that the upper Saint Son level experts are playing around? There is only one Grandmother Ji, a collateral aunt of my own family, she has been practicing for more than seven hundred years, her lifespan is approaching, she is infinitely close to the quasi-saint cultivation level, and there are very few of these people.
On the contrary, there are more than a dozen Mediate Saint Son level experts, who are subordinates of my family, and are also Da Qian’s great inner experts, but on what grounds do I bestow death on them? Unreasonable, are you messing with me?”
Xin Zhuo took a deep breath: “This is my method of cultivating my heart, it is very important!”
“Good! I’ll find an opportunity.” Ji Ying Yue nodded heavily.
(End of chapter)