As the New Year approaches, the weather seems to be unfavorable. After several days of clear skies, Shengjing City is experiencing another wave of cold waves.

Pieces of thin clouds came from the extreme north and gradually covered the top of Shengjing City. The sun shines through the thin clouds, speckled, and the air is also solemn, giving people an urge to climb a mountain.

Only when you climb high enough will you not be afraid of the dark clouds covering your eyes.

"The eldest lady ordered you to exchange Qi for Gong for Jiang Xuanyao?"

In Lanhong Pavilion, Jiang Li's eyes flashed, as cold as stars.

"Master Li is so smart that he thought of this so quickly!"

Mo Yunliang nodded.

Jiang Xuanyao was beaten ten times with a cane and was unable to practice Kung Fu again for at least two months.

In more than five months, there will be the Wuhan Examination, and Jiang Xuanyao is bound to win, so naturally he cannot lie in bed and wait for his injury to recover.

The inheritance of Qi channels is incomplete. For a long time, only the children of poor families would take the initiative to practice in order to gain a chance to stand out, and obtain high-strength martial arts at the cost of losing vitality and life span.

In addition to possessing combat power that is not weaker than that of martial artists of the same realm, Qi cultivators also have a very special ability, which is to draw out the true energy in the body to temper the physical body of the warrior, which has a certain auxiliary effect on physical cultivation.

However, in this process, frequent use of Qi in Qi cultivation will greatly deplete the vitality of the five internal organs. It is not an exaggeration to say that life is exchanged for work.

"Mr. Mo is not a domestic slave raised by the Hou Mansion, why would he agree to the eldest lady's request?" Jiang Li asked.

"To be fair to Mr. Li, although Mr. Mo was born in a branch of the Mo family, he was bullied by his elders because of his ancestors' political disagreements, so he had no choice but to practice Qi Meridian!"

Mo Yunliang sighed: "From the time I started to practice Qi Meridian, I knew that this life was ruined, but Mo has a daughter under his knees. Although she is young, she shows extremely high martial arts talent."

When Mo Yunliang talked about his daughter, his eyes sparkled: "The eldest lady promised that if I help the Ninth Young Master to temper his body, she will introduce the little girl to a Supreme Elder of the Jade Cauldron Sect!"

"I know the Jade Cauldron Sect. This sect is one of the top ten sects and specializes in martial arts. The Zhenzong inherits the 'Wanluo God King Cauldron Seal Technique', which is one of the highest techniques for physical cultivation in the world!" Jiang Xuanxin said.

"Xuanxin, go to the training room on the first floor of Lanhong Pavilion and get a jar of Crocodile Dragon Essence Powder to give to Mr. Mo!" Jiang Li thought for a while and said.

"Master Li, what are you..."

Mo Yunliang became pale after hearing this.

"Mr. Mo, although it is the order of the eldest lady to teach me how to practice Qi, you still have the relationship between master and disciple after all!"

Jiang Li took the Crocodile Dragon Essence Powder brought by Jiang Xuanxin and placed it in front of Mo Yunliang, "Mr. Mo took this jar of secret medicine to the Jade Cauldron Sect as an apprenticeship ceremony. I believe that with the qualifications of Mr. Mo's daughter, she will definitely be favored.

The Jade Cauldron Sect’s attention.”

"Master Li, there is nothing Mo can do to repay this kind of kindness!"

Mo Yunliang looked at the crocodile dragon essence powder in front of him, his eyes dull and unbelievable.

The value of this royal secret medicine cannot be measured by money at all. It is the supreme secret medicine that is coveted by warriors all over the world.

Using this medicine as a stepping stone, you don't need to use a whole jar. One third is enough for an elder of the Jade Cauldron Sect to accept his daughter as a closed disciple.

"Mo is incompetent and should not have received such a treasure!"

Mo Yunliang's expression was complicated and his eyes were flickering. If it was just for himself, he could refuse without hesitation, but it was about his daughter's life. He pondered for a long time and finally his eyes condensed.

"If you don't dislike the young master, Mo is willing to join the young master's sect, use the power of dogs and horses, and repay the young master for the gift of medicine!"

Mo Yunliang knelt down solemnly.

……

"What? Mo Yunliang left without saying goodbye?"

With a clang, the porcelain bowl was thrown to the ground hard, with porcelain shards flying everywhere.

Jiang Xuanyao lay on the bed and was furious. Because he waved his arms too violently, it affected his lower body, causing severe pain and cold sweat on his forehead.

"Yao'er, calm down. There is more than one Qi master in Shengjing City named Mo. Mom will mobilize all connections to find some more Qi masters for you!"

The second lady, Ning, quickly comforted her softly, fearing that Jiang Xuanyao would be furious and cause the newly healed wound to burst again, delaying the martial arts test, and how to compete with the eldest lady's sons in the future.

"Of course there is no shortage of Qi masters in Shengjing City, but there are not many people who can match the subtle movement of Qi!"

Jiang Xuanyao said bitterly: "Although Mo Yunliang is only a Qi cultivator at the peak of the Sixth Realm of Soldier Qi, everyone knows that it is just because he is afraid of losing his longevity and is unwilling to be promoted. Otherwise, he would have been a low-level Qi cultivator in the Eighth Realm.

Grandmaster!"

"Madam, Master, someone saw Mo Yunliang coming out of Hong Pavilion, carrying a black porcelain jar, riding a fast horse and heading straight out of the city!"

There was also a capable man in black robe standing next to the bed. He was thin and not tall, but his hands were extraordinarily large, almost comparable to the black tower guarding Jiang Shirong.

"Crock? Could it be Crocodile Jiao Jing Yuan Powder!"

Jiang Xuanyao was startled, his blood rushed to the sky, he hammered the bed with anger, and kept shouting: "It's Jiang Li again, and it's this damn bastard again. Crocodile Jiao Yuan Powder is such a precious secret medicine, and he actually gave it to a short-lived Qi cultivator."

, a short-lived ghost, such a waste of natural resources, how dare he!"

Jiang Xuanyao's heart bleeds when he thinks of the small jar of inferior Crocodile Dragon Essence Essence Powder that he regards as a treasure and is still reluctant to use.

It's as if the secret medicine Jiang Li gave away belongs to him.

"You damn little evildoer, he first caused my son to be beaten with a stick by Lord Marquis, and now he has taken Mo Yunliang away. This is too much!"

The second wife, Mrs. Ning, clutched the corner of the quilt on the bed tightly, a ferocious look appeared on her soft face, and her teeth clenched loudly.

"I will never swallow this breath. I will never let this little kid Jiang Li enter Qianjunhou's mansion in peace. Find a way for me. I will make him suffer a lot!" Ning said with hatred.
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"Don't worry, ma'am, I'll make arrangements right away!"

The man in black robe nodded and quietly exited the room.

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"Brother Fifteen, do you want to give me this jar of crocodile dragon essence powder?"

In the training room of Lanhong Pavilion, Jiang Xuanxin looked surprised, looking at the large jar of Crocodile Dragon Essence Powder that Jiang Li pushed over, and he was in a daze.

"Crocodile Jiao Jingyuan Powder is a treasure medicine used by martial artists to refine their bodies. Ordinary people only need one or two jars to reach the seventh level of martial arts.

"The physical body of a martial artist in the Ten Thousand Realm realm is as powerful as an elephant, and the effect of the Crocodile Dragon Essence Powder is so minimal that it can almost be ignored!"

Jiang Li took out three more porcelain bottles from his arms, which contained precious medicines that could nourish the body and repair damage. He found them from the bandit leader Wu Dazhi and gave them to Jiang Xuanxin.

In addition, there is also a martial arts book collected from Wu Dazhi, which records three exquisite and domineering sword techniques, called the Eight Styles of Jue Dao.

The reason why it is called eight postures is because the knife skills are incomplete.

When Wu Dazhi was young, he was not a bandit but a tomb robber. In the tomb of a military commander in the previous dynasty, he accidentally obtained the martial arts book of the unique sword.

With the help of martial arts, Wu Dazhi completed the transformation from a craftsman to a martial artist in just a few years, and gathered a group of extremely vicious subordinates.

In addition to the three styles of swordsmanship in the martial arts book, there are also fragmentary records of Wu Dazhi's insights when practicing swordsmanship and similar days.

When Jiang Li looked through the sword manual, he would often frown and sigh uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!