Martial God Development Plan

Ji Tan was hugged, and after being frightened, he came to his senses a little. Just as he was about to struggle and get angry, he saw that it was Ji Zhao, whom he had not seen for a long time, who scared him. The strength of his pushing immediately decreased a lot. For a moment, he was happy to see him again, but also angry that Ji Zhao dared to scare him. At the same time, he felt a little shy because he was hugged by Ji Zhao. With all kinds of emotions intertwined, he had a big smile on his face and stepped hard on Ji Zhao's toes!

Ji Zhao dodged and said with a smile: "What are you doing, second sister? You are saying one thing on the surface but doing another behind the scenes. You seem to be smiling so happily, but in fact you want to kill me."

Ji Tan reacted and immediately put away the smile on his face. He raised his chin slightly and snorted, saying proudly: "You are looking for death. You scared me like this as soon as you came back. I will tell my elder sister and let her avenge me!"

"Don't be angry." Ji Zhao clapped his hands, letting the very human little white fox jump into his arms, "Look what I brought you."

Ji Tan had seen the white fox a long time ago. With her intelligence, she had even guessed that this was a gift from Ji Zhao. She forced a cold smile and stretched out her hand to pull the white fox's cheek, but she couldn't suppress the joy on her face: "Was this the thing that was barking in my ear just now... Very good, you are an accomplice! You are in cahoots with each other, and it will be judged just like you!"

Looking at her expression, it was obvious that she didn't dislike it. Ji Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, finally he didn't have to face the most embarrassing situation.

The white fox whimpered a few times. It looked so adorable and had a very well-behaved personality that Ji Tan was captured by it in the blink of an eye. He took it from Ji Zhao and rubbed it madly. Except for Fu Caige, this white fox captured almost all the women who saw it.

"What is it called?" Ji Tan asked.

"It hasn't been named yet." Ji Zhao replied, "Since I bought it to give as a gift, of course it should be named by its owner."

"Hmph...you're quite thoughtful." Ji Tan snorted with pleasure, and then fell into deep thought. But before she could come up with an answer, the medicine jar behind her got angry and made a screaming sound.

Ji Tan put the white fox down reluctantly, turned off the fire, poured out the medicine and put it aside, then took a small note and put it on, indicating that this was medicine for a certain disciple.

"Ahem..." After coughing twice very deliberately, Ji Tan showed a somewhat serious look, but in the second half of his words, he couldn't stop complaining, "Did your outing go smoothly this time? Did you get hurt?... I heard from Master Feng that Taoist Dong escaped. Really, he let the person he caught escape. What a shame, what a thief saint!"

"No hurries?"

At this moment, Xiaoyao Feng activated the mysterious skill of 'teleporting when someone badmouths him in Luohe Pavilion' and suddenly appeared beside Ji Zhao and Ji Tan, frightening them both. However, he didn't care at all and smiled faintly, "He came back unscathed anyway... And judging from his spirit, he must have improved in the battle and made further progress. This is how warriors should be, just like Gu Qu. Even if his cultivation is high, if his blood battle physique can't keep up, he will still be defeated."

Xiaoyao Feng had amazing eyesight and could see that Ji Zhao had made a qualitative breakthrough in his blood fighting physique. Indeed, the improvement in comprehension from lv7 to lv8 was too great, and Ji Zhao's internal strength and martial arts experience gained had increased several times.

By the way, for warriors in this world, there is basically no such thing as 'seclusion for many years and then emerging invincible'. One must rely on actual combat to hone one's bloody fighting physique. Otherwise, no matter how high the panel data is, it will be useless. Otherwise, all attributes of damage increase and damage reduction will be amplified. Even if the basic panel is three or four times worse, it can be defeated. Even Fu Ge actually relied on the Tianguan Rumeng Order in the Feng Kingdom heritage to hone his bloody fighting physique.

Although Ji Tan complained about Xiao Yao Feng behind his back, she definitely didn't dare to confront this notorious thief king head-on, let alone being caught complaining behind his back. She immediately looked a little embarrassed, hugged the white fox and leaned against Ji Zhao's back, trying to deceive herself - she was only good at bullying Ji Zhao and Ji Bei, and she didn't have the confidence to face outsiders.

Seeing Ji Tan's reaction, Ji Zhao was a little amused, but with Xiaoyao Feng in front of him, he couldn't tease his second sister too much, so he said, "The Pavilion Master will stay in Taixuan City as the leader, Master Feng will be busy next."

"Yes." Xiaoyao Feng smiled casually, "What an irresponsible guy. I hope everything goes well for him over there, otherwise..."

After saying a classic riddle with a long tail sound, Xiaoyao Feng walked past the two of them, took some herbs from Ci Du Lu and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Ji Tan, who had said bad things about him, with a half-smile. Although the latter appeared calm on the surface, he must have been very panicked inside.

Volume 6: White Horse and Silver Spear Shining on the Moon and Snow: Chapter 46: Return to Daily Life

"Second sister, let me tell you something." After Xiaoyao Feng left, Ji Zhao showed a serious look, "Gu Qu once told me that the masters in the pavilion all have the special ability to 'come to your side instantly when someone says something bad about you.' Although she always says similar stupid things, this time it might be true. It's better to believe it than not."

Ji Tan nodded in agreement - in fact, this was not the first or second time she had been caught by Han Gongqiu.

After this topic was over, Ji Tan pondered for a moment, stroked the white fox with his slender white fingers, and said: "This little thing...why not call it Yuyuan."

Ji Zhao asked curiously, "What's the point?"

"It doesn't matter what you want to call it." Ji Tan smiled proudly. She might have some ideas about the name of Yuyuan, but she didn't tell Ji Zhao. "After all, you gave it to me. I am its owner. You can call it whatever you want."

"That sounds like food..."

Ji Zhao complained like this, and Yu Yuan, who finally got a name, seemed to hear the malice in his words. She whimpered twice and shrank into Ji Tan's arms.

"I won't eat you..."

Ji Zhao chuckled...No matter what, he returned to his life in the pavilion.

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In early August, Xiaoyao Feng summoned the remaining disciples in the pavilion and gave a speech, which roughly meant that your pavilion master has taken his sister-in-law... to Taixuan City to be the leader of the martial arts world. From now on, I will be your boss. You must practice well, otherwise I will add laxatives and aphrodisiacs to your food. It was just a cliché, but Xiaoyao Feng's words were exaggerated, and considering his reputation in the martial arts world, these threats were indeed very powerful.

Ji Zhao gradually drifted away from the lessons of his masters and almost never went to martial arts classes, which was completely different from his previous self. You must know that Ji Zhao was previously known as the King of Luohe Pavilion. He would attend classes no matter which master taught him, and he would be able to master any martial arts at a glance. He was a super positive person. But now he doesn't go to martial arts classes. This sudden change makes people think that Ji Zhao is done. In order to cover up his own incompetence (referring to not keeping an eye on Taoist Dong), Xiaoyaofeng found someone to impersonate Ji Zhao.

Of course this is a joke.

In fact, after Ji Zhao's comprehension reached level 8, his mind became clear and his martial arts realm had a breakthrough. He no longer needed the guidance of the masters in the pavilion. This is not to say that they could not teach Ji Zhao at all with their level, but if they wanted to teach Ji Zhao, the other disciples could only stand there and stare. Therefore, Ji Zhao now spends most of his time in the Scripture Pavilion, reading various classics. His martial arts literacy has soared, and his experience in skills and martial arts has been multiplied.

【“…”】

[“If, I could integrate more common features into the Shining Red Moon and use it with the Blood Battle Pendant to trigger multiple times the speed of cultivation, but my bones can’t withstand such a high speed of internal energy circulation…”]

Ji Zhao's current cultivation speed is actually already very fast, but who doesn't want to go even faster? If there is anyone, it's Nan Xue. With his amazing aptitude, his progress should be even faster. However, after more than a year and a half, he is still hovering at the lower level of C. During this period, he even dropped back to the upper level of D because of a change in his cultivation. Now he is no match for the rapidly improving Gu Qu.

[“However, if you want to improve your physique further, you will have to rely on various priceless treasures…”]

Ji Zhao closed the secret book in his hand and looked at Mo Yu on the side... He had been spending all day in the Sutra Library recently, and Mo Yu was originally responsible for guarding the Sutra Library. The two of them sat together, basically for the entire day, occasionally chatting about martial arts for half a day, and they got along very well... Ji Zhao was Mo Yu's favorite disciple, this sentence was often said in ancient music, and although Mo Yu himself firmly denied it, the ancient music was indeed not wrong.

"It's almost time for dinner. Shall we go eat, Master Mo?"

"Well... let's go." Mo Yu put the book back on the bookshelf and went to the cafeteria with Ji Zhao. The two sat at the same table to eat, but the things they ordered were very different. Ji Zhao had been poor since he was a child and had to eat coarse food. When he grew up, he had to eat shit because of his job needs and strict requirements on himself. After coming to this world, he didn't need to rely on eating to control his figure, so he completely abandoned the constraints. As a result, his taste was heavier, and he could eat Han Gongqiu's spicy food with relish. Mo Yu had a light taste, and the dishes were either green or white. The two of them each took half of the table, which seemed to be very different.

"Wow!" Gu Qu sat down heartlessly with his plate and commented from the perspective of a foodie, "Master Mo, Brother Ji, you two are so close, but your tastes are so different. Fortunately, you are not a family, otherwise you would definitely quarrel every day over what to eat."

There were many flaws in these words, but Ji Zhao and Mo Yu didn't know how to make a breakthrough for a moment. Gu Qu, who was full of flaws, seemed to be at the top of the food chain, so he didn't care about revealing flaws at all.

However, when it comes to excuses to start a fight, Mo Yu never lacks them. He said calmly with a cold face, "Gu Qu, how is your Shuofeng Sword Skill training going? Do you want me to check it out this afternoon?"

Guqu suddenly became depressed. In fact, she was not suitable for swordsmanship. The masters in the pavilion had taught her this. Palm techniques, hidden weapons and stick techniques were the most suitable for her. But Guqu never gave up because she thought swordsmanship was the coolest!

"Master Mo... Master Mo, we are eating, please stop talking about this. It makes me... I have lost my appetite."

You want to say that, right? You definitely want to say that! As the body develops, various parts of the body begin to become feminine!

Speaking of physical development, Gu Qu was like a cheat, he grew rapidly without any help. Ji Tan and Fu Xieshi, both of them bought medicine from Han Gongqiu, but their chests were still barren. They were so angry that they wanted to grab Han Gongqiu by the collar and call him a profiteer. The clothes Han Gongqiu wore on weekdays were extremely gorgeous and off-shoulder, so naturally there was no collar, so it seemed that they could only grab what they wanted to grab... When the two found that they couldn't grab everything, they felt that the lethality was even greater.

Ji Zhao complained: "Don't say you have no appetite and then eat like crazy."

"Even if I have no appetite, I have to eat my fill. This is what my father taught me." Gu Qu ate too quickly. He drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat and said to Ji Zhao, "Brother Ji, are you free this afternoon?"

"Yes, but if you want to do something stupid, I won't accompany you."

"Stupid... stupid things, that's too much, I don't do it every day." Gu Qu complained first, then said, "It's mahjong, your second sister and senior sister Fu are bored and looking for someone to play mahjong, and they found me, but they're still missing one more person, do you want to come?"

Volume 6: White Horse and Silver Spear Shining on the Snow and Moon: Chapter 47: The Real Sorcerer!

The original purpose of establishing Fengya Tower was to help disciples cultivate their character and sentiments, but in recent days, some less elegant hobbies have also been included, including mahjong. Disciples will play mahjong when they have nothing to do, and the masters don't care much, after all, Luohe Pavilion is not a place with strict discipline like Zhenwu Mountain. But if someone is addicted, they will still be reprimanded and disciplined.

"I don't really want to go..." Ji Zhao was not interested. His luck has always been bad. If he played mahjong with others, he would definitely be pinned to the ground, especially since his opponents were three women. Three women teaching a child is a taboo in China since ancient times. It is better to avoid it.

"Hey, Brother Ji, please be kind and come with me..." Gu Qu's voice was extremely feminine, and there was an obvious hint of coquetry, "I want to play for a while, but there are not enough people now. What's wrong with playing for a while occasionally~"

"I don't object to the second half of your sentence." Mo Yu said calmly, "But, Gu Qu, do you mean 'occasionally'?"

Gu Qu shamelessly pretended not to hear and continued to look at Ji Zhao with her bright eyes.

Ji Zhao was a little helpless under her gaze, he could only sigh and said: "No matter how big you play, I won't play with anything too big."

Ji Zhao...poor.

Unlike his roommate who almost became a working emperor, Ji Zhao devoted all his attention to spiritual practice and was completely supported by his fiancée Lielian, so he was in financial difficulty.

"Not a big deal." Gu Qu was overjoyed and said, "If there are no special cards, a hand is only ten coins. If I'm unlucky for an afternoon, I can only lose a few hundred coins."

Don't look down on a few hundred coins, you rich girl. Most people in this world can't even earn a few hundred coins a month.

Ji Zhao complained in his heart, finished his meal quickly, and went to Fengya Tower with Gu Qu.

Mo Yu returned to the Sutra Library with a normal expression. According to some disciples, Master Mo's scolding was particularly harsh today.

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"Oh, it's you."

Ji Tan was sitting in the room, stroking Yu Yuan out of boredom. When she saw Ji Zhao, she smiled slightly and said in her mysterious tone:

"Tremble before my unpredictable gambling skills. A true sorcerer can even predict the future!"

If Ji Zhao had just arrived in this world, he might have been scared by Ji Tan and thought that she could really communicate with ghosts and gods. However, after spending so much time together, how could Ji Zhao not know Ji Tan's level? He smiled and said, "I am looking forward to it."

"Let's get started!" Gu Qu was very excited and rubbed his hands like a fly. "I can't wait."

"Then, let's use the rules of Qingyang Mahjong." Fu Caige said calmly. Mahjong has different rules in different regions. It's no exaggeration to say that every village has its own rules. Fu Caige briefly explained, "There is no need for any special cards, no treasure cards, and you can win without any special cards. You can win with the help of special cards, such as pong, gang, concealed, carved, concealed, gang and special cards. The other special cards can double the winning amount. There is no upper limit. Is this acceptable?"

If Ji Zhao were to do it again, he would definitely notice that there was no upper limit, but at the moment he didn't think too much about it. He just responded casually, sat down, and started the first game.

[“I’m awesome…”]

Ji Zhao's luck was the same as always. As soon as the cards were placed, he thought of Mo Yu. He wanted to go back and discuss martial arts with Mo Yu, which was better than being a ruthless cannon machine here and getting beaten. Even though he tried his best to read the cards on the field and calculate the effects of each player's cards, until the fifteenth round, the cards in his hand were still scattered and four-way listening...

The first hand ended with a self-draw in Guqu. There was no special hand pattern, just a self-draw + 2, and 12 coins were collected from three players. It is worth mentioning that if it is a cannon, one player pays, but if it is a self-draw, three players will pay, so if you can self-draw, you usually go for it.

Gu Qu's good luck did not end there. The second, third and fourth hands were all her self-draws, and each one was bigger than the last. The last hand was even a self-draw with three hidden cards of the same kind. Ji Zhao paid a full 176 coins and began to feel the pain.

[“This…is this what it means when a fool has good fortune?”]

Ji Zhao, who hadn't reached the two-way mark for four consecutive games, felt very lonely.

Fu Caige looked normal, with no expression on her face. Ji Tan was a little anxious about losing. She claimed to be a divine fortune teller who could predict the future 500 years ago. She had just boasted in front of Ji Zhao, but in the blink of an eye, she was beaten up by Gu Qu, a fool. Ji Tan was not a kind man. Her dark eyes rolled and she immediately had evil thoughts.

rustle......

Halfway through the fifth move, Ji Zhao felt a soft and fascinating touch on his leg, like a soft and boneless little hand... no, it was a foot. Thanks to his amazing martial arts skills, Ji Zhao could even feel the pattern of part of the stockings on his feet.

Ji Zhao couldn't hold it back and looked up at Ji Tan. She was sitting opposite Ji Zhao, and this foot could only be hers.

The customs in the Yan Dynasty were relatively open, and it would not be said that a woman's feet would be equivalent to losing her virginity if others saw them. However, this is still a relatively sensitive part that cannot be seen by others, let alone rubbing it like this... To put it bluntly, this is flirting, to put it nicely, Ji Tan somewhat does not regard his brother as a man.

Ji Tan hinted at Ji Zhao with a twitching look, then played a card and said, "One card."

At the same time, she drew a circle on Ji Zhao's leg, probably to represent the tube, but the small space on the face bone was obviously not enough for Ji Tan to paint, so she used force unceremoniously, trying to use her feet to push Ji Zhao's legs apart and paint on the thighs with more flesh and larger space. However, Ji Zhao did not understand Ji Tan's meaning at first. How could he tolerate leaving his legs wide open and exposing a man's biggest weakness? So he closed his legs. Ji Tan stepped on Ji Zhao in anger, and Ji Zhao reacted belatedly and reluctantly spread his legs.

After that, Ji Tan played a Wanzi and drew a "big" on Ji Zhao's leg, played a Tiaozi and drew a "small" on Ji Zhao's leg... Obviously, this meant that Ji Zhao was going to give her a blow in the next game.

Ji Zhao was not unacceptable. He played more and more ancient music. He might as well use a small cannon to end Ji Tan's torture... What, cheating is immoral? As everyone knows, cheating is not considered cheating as long as you are not caught!

Ji Tan's physical strength was very poor, and it was very tiring for her to paint in the air with her legs stretched out. After finishing the painting, she wanted to retract her legs, but then she thought that stretching them back and forth would cause too much movement, and if she made any noise, it might alarm the two warriors next to her. So she simply put her feet on Ji Zhao's thighs to rest, and waited to give Ji Zhao a signal when she heard the card.

Volume 6: White Horse and Silver Spear Shining on the Snow Moon: Chapter 48: Bad Luck

Ji Zhao was not surprised that Ji Tan cheated, after all, she was a ruthless person who could commit suicide if she disagreed with someone, and there was nothing in this world that she could not do... However, the way she cheated was to let her younger brother set the tone, which was really low. Since she was cheating, she should at least win other people's money, what's the point of winning her family's money.

While chatting and laughing, Gu Qu was waiting for a card again. The signs that she was waiting for a card were very obvious. She started to "touch" the cards. She didn't look at them, but touched them with her hands. The amplitude of her movements was huge and obvious. She was afraid that others would not know that she was waiting for a card. And there was a high probability that it was all the same color, because there was not even a Wanzi on the river in front of her, and the character cards had been played one by one.

Ji Tan touched a card with a serious expression, a hint of joy appeared on her face, and her small feet in white stockings moved on Ji Zhao's legs. Her slender feet were soft and boneless, and she did not use much strength. She poked again and again, as if a cat was rubbing gently, stirring people's heartstrings. Ji Zhao spent a lot of effort to barely get rid of unnecessary emotions and concentrate on reading the cards that Ji Tan wanted.

【“Three-six barrels…”】

He glanced at Ji Tan's river of cards, which did not have the slightest hint of a big card, so he confidently played a three-tube.

"I'm in!"

Seeing that Ji Zhao understood what he meant and kept his feet hanging in the air for a long time, Ji Tan, who was exhausted, happily pushed down the cards.

"Ten cents, give me the money."

"How could this happen...!" Gu Qu, who hadn't noticed Ji Tan's trick at all, wailed, and turned over the next card she wanted to draw with some reluctance. Then she widened her eyes and screamed, "My four concealed knights are all of the same color! If I draw by myself, it's 10+2+4*4, which is 28, 28*4*16..."

When Gu Qu said this, he fell into a long silence, and countless classic mathematical formulas flashed through his mind.

The next moment, the man screamed:

"More than a thousand coins!"

[“It’s been so long and you still haven’t figured it out!”]

Speaking of money, Gu Qu, as a wealthy woman, doesn't care about a mere one thousand coins. She has spent dozens of taels of silver to treat Ji Zhao to dinner in Taixuan City. But when it comes to gambling, the feeling of winning money is different.

Ji Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. He was really poor. He and Ji Tan were the poorest at the table. If Gu Qu drew a self-drawn hand, Ji Bei would probably be furious... However, there shouldn't be a next time for him to get four concealed knights of the same suit, right?

Just thinking about this, he saw Ji Tan's smug look, which probably meant "It's right to point the gun to me, right? Otherwise, we will both be in trouble." Although Ji Zhao wanted to say "Why didn't you point the gun to me", he didn't know how to express such complicated words with his eyes, and he was still a long way from hearing the cards, so he really didn't have the qualifications to say this.

Ji Tan put her feet back on Ji Zhao's legs with confidence. She seemed to have obtained a magic weapon to win. Her aura suddenly became powerful and she looked down at everyone proudly.

[“Don’t act like you’re invincible. I only won a small hand thanks to my brother’s help. And the money I won was just mine. If it was a big hand, I wouldn’t have given it to you…”]

Thinking of this, Ji Zhao secretly glanced at Fu Caige. He was not surprised that Gu Qu did not notice Ji Tan's little action, but it was hard to say about this senior sister.

Fu Caige looked calm, shuffling the cards as usual, as if he didn't notice anything. Ji Zhao watched for a while, but couldn't figure out what was going on, so he continued playing mahjong.

In the next few rounds, Guqu and Ji Tan took turns winning. Guqu's winning numbers were often big and fast, while Ji Tan basically relied on cheating by transmitting signals to get a pitiful number of wins of a dozen or twenty. Ji Zhao remembered all of this in his heart and planned to ask Ji Tan for them back after the game was over.

Ji Zhao and Fu Caige were beaten all the time, and they seemed to be possessed by bad luck, and there was no hope of winning at all.

After three rounds, Ji Zhao and Fu Caige had not yet opened their cards. Ji Zhao, who could not bear it any longer, began to believe in metaphysics. The four of them switched positions for the wind cards. Ji Zhao and Ji Tan remained unchanged, while Fu Caige moved to Ji Zhao's next home.

【“…Good cards!”】

Finally, Ji Zhao, who had been beaten for a long time, got a good hand. He started with a straight three-way draw, and the subsequent draws were also smooth. In just five draws, he had a straight three-way draw. Ji Zhao was very happy. He was a competitive person. Although he lied to himself that he was just playing with the girl and didn't need to take it seriously, he was still very unhappy when he lost like that. Now that he saw a chance to turn things around, his whole demeanor was different.

[“Starting from this one…?!”]

At this moment, Ji Tan's little feet moved again and carved four lines on Ji Zhao's thigh. Ji Zhao had four lines, and three cards in total, but how could he possibly play against Ji Tan? He pretended not to feel it and just touched the cards himself.

Ji Tan thought Ji Zhao didn't have it, so he drew his cards and played a three of a kind, and then added a seven of a kind on Ji Zhao's leg. Ji Zhao also had a seven of a kind, and also three of them, but he also pretended not to feel it.

"Bang."