Martial God Development Plan

"Ji... Brother Ji." Looking at the group of drunkards dancing wildly in front of him, someone swallowed his saliva, "Has Luohe Pavilion...always been like this?"

"......It's the first time I've seen it, too." Ji Zhao smiled helplessly, "Anyway, please do as you please. Generally speaking, there are only a few days like this in a year. At least that's what my brothers told me."

The freshmen responded and found seats. The seniors from Luohe Pavilion seemed to have found a lot of good wine. Everyone could even get a glass of Fenghuang Yufei from the lady in the cafeteria. The atmosphere in the venue was quite lively.

Ji Zhao wanted to leave, but then he changed his mind and thought that this was not a good idea. Even someone as impatient as Fu Xieshi was sitting there obediently. So he stayed there, intending to take the opportunity to have a free meal. However, before he could pick up anything with his chopsticks, a fragrant breeze suddenly blew past him, and Gu Qu, with a flushed face, put his arm around his shoulders.

"Haha, Brother Ji, come and drink!"

Volume 4: Chapter 12: Moving Forward

Gu Qu was obviously drunk. In order to prevent her gender from being exposed (although it had already been exposed), she usually tried to reduce her physical contact with others as much as possible. But now, she just put her arm around Ji Zhao's shoulders and embraced him directly...

"You are drunk." Ji Zhao sighed and tried to push the other person away.

Based on his understanding of Gu Qu's character, if she still remembered this incident afterwards, she would probably roll around on the bed in shame.

"What's wrong with getting drunk?" Gu Qu laughed, "Come on, Brother Ji, drink too! I really want to see you drunk now!"

Ji Zhao squinted: "Why?"

"Why..." The other party's body swayed, and the voice was almost a clear female voice. "Because you usually have that kind of, how should I put it, feeling that you have a lot of room and a plan, so I am curious, someone like you, what will you be like when you are drunk, will it be completely different from before? For example, there will be another side hidden or something like that!"

Ji Zhao was somewhat helpless: "Why do you think about these messy things all day long?"

"How can this be considered a mess?!" Gu Qu chuckled twice, which was actually a bit vulgar. "Drink it quickly! Brother Ji, I can't wait to see that scene!"

"I don't drink." Ji Zhao said calmly, "By the way, it's useless for you to pester me. Why don't you go find Nan Xue? His personality is even worse than mine. Aren't you curious about what he looks like when he's drunk?"

“No…” Gu Qu’s voice was erratic, and he spoke with a lisp and unclear articulation, “I feel that Brother Nan is a person who is consistent in appearance and heart, and it’s useless to force him to drink.”

Ji Zhao squinted again: "What do you mean?"

"That's exactly what it means." Gu Qu patted Ji Zhao's shoulder vigorously. "Although it's just my intuition, I vaguely feel that Brother Ji is hiding some secret."

She paused, then smiled wickedly and said, "Of course, I don't mean to say that you are bad. People like us who travel the world inevitably have some secrets. Just like me, I actually have a huge secret!"

[“I sincerely hope that this secret has nothing to do with your gender…”]

Gu Qu naturally couldn't hear Ji Zhao's inner complaints. She said with a smile, "Come on, Brother Ji, drink some. This is the legendary Phoenix in Flight. Drinking it can help with cultivation!"

————There will indeed be a little effect, but this is about discussing efficacy without considering the dosage.

Perhaps Ji Zhao felt that if he didn't drink it he would be haunted by the ancient music, or perhaps he was curious about the taste of this famous wine from another world, so he went to get his own cup of Fenghuang Yufei. After taking a sip, he could find that the aroma was indeed mellow and lingering. At first he didn't feel anything, but after a few minutes, he actually felt waves of dizziness coming over him... This wine was so strong!

"Oh, you drank too?" At this moment, Ji Tan came over. He looked normal, and it was clear that he had not drunk any alcohol. "How does this wine taste?"

Ji Zhao shook his head, trying to sober up, which was of course useless, but he had no experience of drinking, neither in his previous life nor in this life: "If you want to know, you might as well try it yourself."

"I won't drink." Ji Tan opened his folding fan with a snap and said proudly, "A beauty like me is being watched by so many people. I won't do something as dangerous as getting drunk."

"That makes sense." Ji Zhao said, "If that's the case, I can't drink either. A handsome man like me, there might be some women eyeing me covetously."

"...It seems that this wine is really powerful."

"You should have realized this earlier." Ji Zhao pursed his lips. Ji Tan looked in that direction. Ji Bei had one foot on the chair and one on the table, holding a wine glass in his hand, and was shouting, "Kill Ning Gou!" Every time he shouted, his fellow disciples beside him echoed him. The scene was really...

Ji Tan was extremely shocked: "As expected of you, my eldest sister..."

"That's still normal." Ji Zhao shook his head and looked to the other side. Ji Tan also looked over and saw a pair of male disciples gathered together.

"I really want to be scolded by Master Mo."

"Yeah, even if you look at me like that, I'll be satisfied."

"I didn't expect there are so many people who share the same interests. I always felt that I was disgusting..."

"I really envy Junior Brother Gu. Look at her. She gets scolded by Master Mo every day. But she doesn't know how to appreciate it. She keeps envying Junior Brother Ji who doesn't get scolded because of his intelligence. She really doesn't know how to appreciate the blessings she has. Junior Brother Ji is the same. If you come to Luohe Pavilion and don't get scolded by Master Mo, your entire disciple career in Luohe Pavilion will not be complete!"

"That's right. Any Luohe Pavilion disciple who has never been scolded by Master Mo is destined to live an unsatisfactory life!"

"..."

Ji Zhao and Ji Tan withdrew their gazes and remained silent for a moment.

“…How disgusting.”

"Well, that's disgusting."

"You don't like it, do you?"

"how come."

"But Master Qiu said that you like Master Mo more than her."

"Because Master Mo is more serious."

"Oh?" At this moment, a slender white hand was placed on Ji Zhao's shoulder, and a gentle female voice sounded in Ji Zhao's ear, "Little Ji Zhao, what you mean is that I am not serious?"

The Fenghuang Yufei that Ji Zhao had just drunk suddenly turned into cold sweat on his back, but before he could speak, the sound of ancient music rang out. The person patted Han Gongqiu's shoulder in an old-fashioned manner and said, "Master Qiu, I'm not saying anything to you, but look at yourself, what kind of clothes are you wearing? If you want to enhance your charm as a woman, this is not the way to do it. Come, I will teach you, listen carefully...Master Qiu, why are you grabbing my collar?"

"Haha." Han Gongqiu smiled slightly, "Miss, I'll go sober up Xiao Guqu, you guys drink slowly."

After saying this, he left, dragging the ancient music with him.

"...She is really brave. The last time I saw someone so fierce was when my eldest sister got drunk and scolded my father in front of the mourning hall."

"Isn't it?" Ji Zhao sighed, "By the way, what's wrong with Master Qiu? Why does it seem like every time I say something that might anger her, she suddenly appears."

Ji Tan crossed his arms and said, "Could it be some magical martial arts that can monitor the entire Luohe Pavilion?"

"...If you say that our Master Xiaoyaofeng can do this, I might be able to accept it."

"Don't disbelieve me. If you have the guts, try saying something bad about Master Qiu's age."

Ji Zhao decisively refused: "I don't want it."

"hehe......"

Ji Tan smiled slightly but said nothing more.

The afterglow of the setting sun spreads in the pavilion, covering the sky and the earth with a layer of golden gauze.

Ji Tan looked towards the sunset.

"If only..." she said suddenly, "it would be nice if it could go on like this forever."

"Time never stops for anyone." However, Ji Zhao did not feel sad at all, and said calmly, "We can only move forward."

Volume 4: Chapter 13: You have to pay extra

“Where can I make money from…”

In mid-February, Ji Zhao began to worry about this problem as soon as he opened his eyes every day. His current financial situation was so tight that he could not afford the medicinal baths. In a few days, he was afraid that even the food costs would go down.

Problems cannot be solved by daydreaming. Ji Zhao got out of bed, washed up briefly, then came to the commission board and glanced up and down. However, he had been financially independent for too long and had some high expectations but low skills. He did not care about ordinary commissions at all, and as for the difficult ones, he could not solve them with his current skills.

"Ok?"

While I was worrying, I saw these words in a corner of the commission board.

"Junior brother Ji, if you see me, please come to Fengya Tower to find me."

This was Fu Caige's handwriting. Ji Zhao was a little confused, but he still took off the letter of authorization. After having breakfast, he went to the martial arts field to practice for a while. When he thought it was about time, he went to Fengya Tower and knocked on the door of Fu Caige's studio.

"Senior Sister Fu, it's me."

Fu Caige said, "Please come in."

Ji Zhao pushed the door open and walked in. Fu Caige put down the brush in his hand and said, "I heard that when the new students entered the pavilion, the Pavilion Master asked Junior Brother Ji to teach the new students."

"Yes." Ji Zhao said, "Among them there is a girl named Fu Xieshi. Could she be Senior Sister Fu's younger sister?"

"Yes." Fu Caige nodded gently, still with no expression on his face, "Pavilion Master has good intentions. My sister is now a little enlightened and wants to find a senior brother or sister to help her practice basic skills."

"So Senior Sister Fu thought of me?"

"No... there are still many candidates, but she specifically added that she doesn't want you."

"......Although it's a bit presumptuous, I still want to ask you, why?"

"Maybe you're embarrassed." Fu Caige said calmly, "Senior brothers and sisters can be said to be half elders, so it's normal to accept their guidance. You are of the same generation as her and you have defeated her, so you feel it's inappropriate or something."

This kind of mentality is a bit awkward to talk about, but it is not difficult to understand. Some people have strong self-esteem or they want to save face too much. Anyway, they just have this or that problem.

Ji Zhao asked, "Since Miss Fu is unwilling, why did Senior Sister ask me to come?"

Fu Caige said: "Since the Pavilion Master can cure her bad habit, then I can too."

"...?"

Fu Caige said, "In martial arts, the most accomplished ones come first. If she can't correct her mentality, she will suffer sooner or later... Junior Brother Ji, your short-fighting skills are praised by even Master Mo. It is definitely enough for her to teach you, so I will choose you, whether she is willing or not."

Ji Zhao sighed: "Your sister doesn't look easy to get along with."

“…I’ll add money.”

"make a deal!"

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After lunch, Ji Zhao came to the martial arts arena and waited for half an incense stick before the sisters of the Fu family arrived.

Fu Xieshi seemed particularly unwilling, and was almost dragged away by Fu Caige: "Why him... Didn't I say I wanted a senior brother or sister?"

Fu Caige's expression was calm, but he was too lazy to respond to this question that he had already answered several times.

"Junior brother Ji," Fu Caige said, "I will leave my sister to your instruction."

"Yes." Ji Zhao smiled and looked at Fu Xieshi, "Miss Fu, I will give you more guidance from now on."

"..." Fu Xieshi wanted to say something harsh, but with Fu Caige beside her, she dared not say anything more. Her face turned red, and she finally managed to utter this threat, "I admit that your short-handed fighting is quite good... But! Being a good fighter does not mean you can teach well. If you can't teach well, I will change you immediately!"

"Miss Fu must also study seriously."

"Of course! I won't do those disgusting little tricks!"

"Today is the first day." Fu Caige said, "I will look after you for a while... Junior Brother Ji, please start."

Ji Zhao nodded and said, "After our last fight, I also noticed some problems with you, Miss Fu."

Speaking of the last fight, Fu Xieshi's momentum suddenly dropped, gradually becoming the same as her height.

"Wh...what's the problem?"

Ji Zhao spoke at a normal speed, "Your upper body is wide open, your lower body is unstable, your posture is loose, your reaction is slow, and none of your moves are decent. This is no longer a problem of short-hitting ability. Your basic skills are not up to standard. I guess you have been lazy a lot in your daily life, or you just can't learn these basic skills."

"I...I was being lazy!"

People's personalities are always compromising. If Ji Zhao directly said that Fu Xieshi was lazy, she would definitely retort angrily. But if he said that you are either stupid or lazy, she would be willing to admit that she is lazy. After all, compared to "it's useless even if you work hard", "you are smart but you just don't work hard" sounds more pleasant to the ear.

"Basic skills require long-term training and cannot be achieved overnight." Ji Zhao said this based on his experience, but after he said it, he realized that it was somewhat inconsistent with his personality, and immediately added, "Of course, I am an exception."

————In his opinion, these were just words to fill in the gaps, but to Fu Xieshi, they were naturally naked bragging. She was so angry that her face turned red, but because her sister was beside her, she did not dare to lose her temper at all.

Ji Zhao said: "I won't tell you how to practice basic skills. You need to practice hard on your own. Your legs are on your body, and no one can force you. You should know that when it comes to short fighting, basic skills are more important than internal energy. I will give you some special training so that you can quickly realize your weaknesses... through fighting."

Broken bones are the best textbooks. Nothing can teach a person faster and better than fighting. Take Ji Zhao for example. The reason why he was able to become so strong so quickly was all thanks to life and death. After all, the tolerance rate in reality is zero. Once you die, you are really dead. There is no chance for you to start over. But it is different in the game. This death is just the beginning of another new life.

Fu Xieshi's expression became slightly serious. No matter what, she still admired Ji Zhao's short-handed ability. However, the little girl had a strange personality, so she could only squeeze out a few words from her throat: "Then... please teach me."

"Just focus and don't worry about where you made mistakes in the middle of the session. I will point out all your mistakes after the session is over."

Ji Zhao waved his hand with a calm expression: "Come on."

An entire afternoon was spent in this sparring... By the time the sky turned red, Fu Xieshi was completely convinced by Ji Zhao and no longer tried to be stubborn.

Volume 4: The Fourteenth Chapter: Heavenly Gate, Heavenly Book, Heavenly Instrument

Nominally speaking, as the Pavilion Master, Liu Hanying does not teach classes on weekdays. He is responsible for all the preparations and follow-up work for the summer and winter schools. However, he occasionally has some free time and will teach his disciples. In his own words, "It would be ridiculous to always call yourself a teacher if you have never taught a single class."

For example, today, Liu Hanying, who had a rare moment of free time, asked Mo Yu for a sword lesson... Because the master of the pavilion was rarely seen giving lessons on weekdays, most of the disciples who were free at the moment, whether they were sword-learning disciples or not, came to the martial arts arena.

Liu Hanying stood in the middle of the martial arts arena in a spotless white robe. "Today, I will teach you a set of Shuochui sword techniques... This set of sword techniques was created by me. Speaking of which, it is related to an ancient poem, just like my name. Does anyone know which ancient poem it is?"

"I know!" Guqu was so excited that he raised his hand and said, "Zaomei, it's Zaomei!"

"That's right." Liu Hanying nodded with a smile, "Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky of Chu. The north wind blows the night fragrance, and the heavy frost makes the morning white. I want to send it to you thousands of miles away, but the distant mountains and rivers separate me. The cold plum blossoms sit and wither, how can I comfort the distant guest... This is an ancient poem written by Liu Zongyuan, a poet of the previous dynasty. The north wind is the coldest of the four winds in the east, south, west and north."

As he spoke, he gently grasped the long sword at his waist. The sword was named 'Yin Shen' and was originally the sword carried by the evil giant Yin Chou. Later, this man was defeated by Liu Hanying, and the sword fell into Liu Hanying's hands and became his trophy.

By the way, this sword is not an ordinary weapon, but a 'celestial weapon', one of the 'three heavens'.

'Three Days' is a special setting in this game, referring to 'Heavenly Book', 'Heavenly Artifact' and 'Heavenly Gate'.

There is no need to explain the Heavenly Book. The Heavenly Gate refers to a huge rock located on the Dengshen Mountain. It has a peculiar magnetic field that allows people to see the projections of powerful men from ancient times to the present and fight with them. There are twelve gates from weak to strong, so it is also called the Twelve Heavenly Gates of Eternity.

As for the Heavenly Weapons, they refer to thirty-six special weapons. Legend has it that one thousand two hundred years ago, during the Xu Dynasty, a piece of meteorite from outer space fell on Dengshen Mountain. The world's best craftsman at that time disassembled the meteorite and forged it into thirty-six magical weapons. These thirty-six magical weapons are extremely powerful and can hardly be damaged. They possess internal breath adaptability that surpasses that of the human body. Because they are made of meteorite from outer space, they are called Heavenly Weapons.