Martial God Development Plan

When they came, Ji Zhao and Han Gongqiu traveled lightly. In order to pursue speed, they took all kinds of small roads. However, on the way back, they were forced to slow down a lot because of Lie Lian and a group of armored soldiers.

In other words, it's not just the difference in speed... In fact, the difference in the speed of the two sides is not too big, at most it's only 20% to 30%. After all, Ji Zhao's physique at that time was not much stronger than Lie Lian's, but Ji Zhao and Han Gongqiu were both tough guys who could sleep in the wild. Sometimes when they arrived at the town, it was getting late, but they were not tired yet, so they would replenish their supplies and continue on their way. At most they would just spend a night in the wild. But now... It is indeed a bit difficult to let a daughter of a marquis sleep in the wild, especially in the current chaos.

————Not to mention that you get lost sometimes. Although it is a bit embarrassing to say it, it is basically impossible not to get lost when traveling across several states these days.

When the two are added together, the overall efficiency gap becomes larger.

It would be a lie to say that Ji Zhao was not anxious at all, but he had long been accustomed to being patient.

It is worth mentioning that Han Gongqiu's intuition is unexpectedly sharp... She was not present at the marriage, and in the end she didn't know what conditions Ji Zhao and Lie Yufei negotiated in exchange for these medicinal herbs. However, there are only a few things on Ji Zhao that can be sold at a good price, and the most valuable one among them is undoubtedly the "future".

Thinking about the fact that Lielian suddenly wanted to join the team to learn skills at Luohe Pavilion for some reason... Han Gongqiu, an old hand with many years of experience, guessed the ins and outs of the matter quickly. Therefore, he hinted to Ji Zhao several times that he should pay more attention to Lielian. At her age, this was the first time she left home and she had no relatives. No matter how calm and natural she looked, she must be a little panicked in her heart and needed comfort.

Ji Zhao had fooled him several times, and perhaps Han Gongqiuxing saw through his inner thoughts, so he did not try to persuade him any more, but just left these words meaningfully.

"Xiao Jizhao...some things can't be avoided. You will have to face them sooner or later."

Ji Zhao was speechless.

Lie Yufei's appreciation solved almost all of his current difficulties, and he even saw a smooth career path in the future. Lie Lian also seemed to be a beautiful woman with a good personality. It could be said that Ji Zhao had clearly obtained everything he wanted during this trip to the north, but for some reason, he did not feel very happy in his heart.

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Time passed quickly, and the journey back south was truly arduous. It was not until late July that Ji Zhao, Han Gongqiu and the other two separated from the main group. Next, they were heading to Red Moon Valley, taking a different route from Lie Lian who was heading to Luohe Pavilion.

"Not bad, have you found everything now?"

Hongyue Sanren was quite surprised that they could find everything so quickly: "I thought we might have to wait here for three to five years, or maybe, after a while, we would come here in despair and ask if there were any inferior alternatives..."

Ji Zhao asked: "Then, Senior, regarding my meridians..."

"Then let's get started." Hongyue Sanren said nonchalantly, "While you were away, I almost prepared everything else... Come with me."

She called out, stood up and walked to another room. Ji Zhao and Han Gongqiu followed her. The room had been converted into half a medical clinic, with all kinds of basic medicinal materials available. In the center was a huge cauldron used for heating.

Hongyue Sanren grabbed Ji Zhao's arm and scanned it with his internal energy to investigate, fearing that Ji Zhao might have encountered something again in the past few months, which might have caused some changes in the meridians in his body, or that some strange internal energy was left inside... Although this worry was a bit unnecessary, it was also a medical event that doctors in ancient and modern times had to guard against.

“......Well, not bad.” Hongyue Sanren nodded, and began to order Ji Zhao to fetch water and boil water. He began to process the medicinal materials that Ji Zhao brought, and asked Han Gongqiu to help him.

When the water in the giant cauldron was boiling hot enough for Ji Zhao to feel that "I will definitely be cooked if I go in like this", the man's calm voice rang out, "It's almost done, take it off."

"..." This cold and indifferent tone made Ji Zhao feel deeply that Hongyue Sanren and Han Gongqiu were indeed master and apprentice of the same lineage. Although he comforted himself in his heart that this was just a step of treatment, his actions inevitably contained some humiliation.

"Look." Han Gongqiu felt that what I taught him was indeed useful, and his tone was a little proud. "Xiao Jizhao, I told you long ago that you should get used to this kind of thing."

However, as soon as the man finished speaking, Hongyue Sanren looked over with a cold gaze.

"What are you still doing here?"

"......?" Han Gongqiu was stunned for a moment, "Can't I stay here......?"

"When a doctor is treating a patient, what should the bystanders do?"

"Master... I am also a doctor, right? Am I also considered an outsider?!"

Hongyue Sanren did not say anything, but continued to stare at Han Gongqiu with those cold eyes. The latter had no choice but to leave the room.

Volume 4: The Counting of Talents: Chapter 45: Son of Destruction

After Han Gongqiu left, Ji Zhao took off his clothes and sat in the giant tripod.

"I have to warn you first." Hongyue Sanren had a dagger flashing with cold light in his hand. His tone was calm, but his words made people feel cold. "It hurts... but you can't pass out. I don't care what method you use, just stay awake and sit in there. Otherwise, all these herbs that you paid a price for will be wasted. Do you understand?"

Ji Zhao nodded slowly.

"Very good, I have made it clear what needs to be conveyed." Hongyue Sanren warmed the dagger with fire, then reached out and cut Ji Zhao's skin with the sharp blade, "You'd better pray that you are really prepared..."

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Qingzhou, Denglong Prefecture, Shigu City, a young man with ordinary face walked out of the room on the second floor of the inn, called the waiter to order some food, and then returned to the house.

The chef moved very quickly, or perhaps because there were only a few customers in the restaurant besides this young man, someone soon knocked on the young man's door.

"Sir, the food is here."

The young man who was practicing martial arts responded, got out of bed and opened the door... However, what came into his sight was not an ordinary waiter, but a man holding a tray and wearing a strange white smiley mask.

There is no doubt...the deputy leader of Luohe Pavilion, the world-famous thief saint Xiaoyaofeng!

"Hehe..." Xiaoyao Feng chuckled, still holding the plate in his hand, but there was a hint of teasing in his laughter, "Sir, do you not want me to enter the room?"

"......" The young man sighed suddenly, walked into the room, sat on the table, and took off his human skin mask. "The Thief Saint Xiaoyaofeng... It is said that there is no one in the world that you can't find. Ha, this rumor is indeed true."

Under the mask was a middle-aged man with a slightly weathered look... He was the Black Cavalry's military advisor, Taoist Dong, who had nearly killed Ji Zhao that day but was injured by Wei Huo's attack!

Xiaoyaofeng closed the door, came and sat down opposite the Taoist Dong, and put down the plate in his hand. The Taoist Dong looked calm... Rather than calm, it was more like indifference after having tried his best but still being helpless.

He did something that Xiaoyaofeng did not expect...that was to pick up the chopsticks and slowly start eating.

This scene was weird and funny. Faced with Xiaoyao Feng who came to his door, the Taoist priest neither ran away nor resisted, but just started eating.

He moved very slowly, chewing each bite carefully for almost thirty times, as if he regarded the meal in front of him as a treasure in his life... This didn't seem to be a big problem. If a person knew that the meal he was eating was his last, then this person would most likely have the same reaction.

Xiaoyao Feng sat quietly opposite him, without saying anything or making any extra movements. He just watched. When Taoist Dong had almost finished eating, he reminded him, "I put drugs in the food."

The Taoist Dong shook his head, not believing it at all: "Why would you need to give me drugs to deal with me?"

"Hehe...you know me well?"

"Everyone in the world knows the name of Xiaoyao Feng."

"You should know that Xiaoyaofeng is the deputy leader of Luohe Pavilion."

"Yes."

“But, you attacked the disciples of Luohe Pavilion at the foot of Wuling City at the foot of Luohe.”

“This is an act of saving lives.”

"So, killing is to save others?"

"good."

"I know how to kill him, but how are you going to save him?"

"Killing the murderer is saving the life."

"I see..." Xiaoyao Feng paused, his voice lowered a little, "But, I'm really curious, how did you know that he would kill someone? Could it be... that you came back from the future?"

'Come back from the future', this sentence is more than explosive when placed in such an era... But Xiaoyaofeng is serious, because when he was young, he once got a heavenly book and had a dreamlike experience.

Taoist Dong sighed softly: "Although I really want to answer you 'yes' and say that he has killed countless people and is a big devil, but I probably can't finish this lie in front of you... I am a person of this era. I have never been to the past, nor have I come back from the future."

Xiaoyao Feng asked: "Then, what is the basis for your decision?"

The Taoist Dong remained silent, and Xiaoyao Feng also waited quietly. After more than ten breaths, the Taoist Dong finally squeezed out two words from his throat with difficulty. Looking at his appearance, he even looked a little ashamed.

"......intuition."

"...?"

Xiaoyao Feng had seen so many storms and waves in his life that it was no longer possible to describe them with just one word. He was one of the most legendary masters of the time. He had traveled back to the past through the Heavenly Book and had once participated in a historical event without knowing it. He had lost countless souls at the hands of the Emperor. Even when he saw the rising breath of Wei Huo from afar that day, he did not feel much wavering in his heart.

But at this moment...he really felt like his defense was about to break.

intuition?

When the Dong Taoist said these two words, he almost felt that he didn't recognize these two words.

Can you explain to me what intuition is?

What I mean is, you don't have any evidence or basis, and suddenly one day you get a brain ache, so you abandon the grand rebellion and turn around and pick a hapless person from afar to attack...

Even Xiaoyao Feng couldn't hold it in at this moment and burst out laughing for a moment.

"Dong Daoist...it seems that you are not very willing to cooperate with me."

As he spoke, the eyes in the white smiling mask captured amazing colors... The Dong Taoist's soul-stealing technique is indeed powerful, but when it comes to soul-stealing techniques, looking at the entire land of China, Xiaoyao Feng can rank among the top three.

The Taoist Dong did not use his internal energy to resist and was easily captured by Xiaoyao Feng.

Xiaoyao Feng asked: "Why did you attack Ji Zhao?"

The Taoist Dong had no expression on his face. His eyes were blank and he murmured in a low voice: "Because... he will destroy this world."

Xiaoyao Feng was startled, and immediately mobilized his inner energy to strengthen the control effect of the Soul-Snatching Technique. He stared into the eyes of the Taoist Dong and asked word by word: "Where did you know this?"

"......intuition."

"...Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy." The Taoist Dong answered Xiaoyaofeng's question loyally. Like a robot with fixed emotions written in it, he repeated word for word in a dull tone.

"Ji Zhao, he is the son of destruction, he will destroy the world, I... am here to save everything."

Volume 4: Reshaping the Meridians Chapter 46

To die.

will die.

There is absolutely no way to survive if this continues.

Just die like this...

Ji Zhao's pupils were dilated, and an intense burning pain stimulated his whole body. Hongyue Sanren was right in saying this. This was a pain that would make people hate their parents for giving birth to them. Even if he poured out all the good memories he had in the world, he couldn't muster the slightest desire to live.

His body was cut open in various places, and blood was flowing out. The blood was mixed in the potion that was added with various medicinal materials and had a color as complex as the hair of Saint White Lotus. The liquid that made people feel that "it might be corroded if touched" was poured into Ji Zhao's wounds, and after coming into contact with the throbbing flesh and blood, it made a "sizzling" sound that made people's scalp numb.

Ji Zhao has undergone a considerable degree of pain tolerance training. Although there is a setting to reduce the sense of pain in the game, he still retains a large part of the sense of pain in the professional arena.

This kind of thing is impossible in the real 'real world', there will not be such a bloody competition, and even if there is, it is impossible to adjust the pain to such a high level. But in the game "Martial God Development Plan", the producer added a lot of settings on the spur of the moment, and these unreasonable settings were eventually restored by the "mirror" without any difference.

As the 'protagonist' who is set to 'have a monstrous willpower', Ji Zhao's ability to withstand pain is absolutely top-notch, but now he is a little dazed. How should he describe this kind of pain? It's as if thousands of steel needles pierced the skin, penetrated the bones, and lay between the flesh and blood, and insects with sharp mouthparts crawled out from them, biting him one bite at a time, hollowing out the inside of a person.

“Hold your teeth tight.” Hongyue Sanren stood outside the cauldron, his face shrouded by the rising mist, and his voice seemed a little ethereal. “This is something you must overcome. It is also an indispensable step in reshaping the meridians. It is just like splitting a person in half, mashing the flesh and blood into a pulp, and then blending them together again…”

This is how meridian remodeling works. First, the old ones are destroyed, and then new ones are created. However, in order to build new meridians, old materials must be used again. The whole process is long, tedious and torturous, which is really not something ordinary people can endure... There are so many talented doctors in the world, but few have been able to work out how to remodel the meridians. The reason is that the pain involved is simply not something that humans can endure. Throughout the ages, countless mice have been killed by the pain. Gradually, no one has studied this anymore.

It was not until sunset that Hongyue Sanren reached out and fished out Ji Zhao, whose brain had almost been blanked by the poison.

"how's it going......?"

Han Gongqiu had been waiting outside and immediately went over.

"It went very smoothly." Hongyue Sanren wiped his hands with a handkerchief and said coldly, "Now he is completely useless."

If someone who doesn't know medical knowledge heard this, he would definitely fly into a rage and grab Hongyue Sanren by the collar and say, "Are you making fun of me?" But how could Han Gongqiu not understand?

Ji Zhao's situation was one of destruction before construction. His meridians had become a mess, but not completely solid yet. It was like a house after an earthquake, which was already in tatters, but it was impossible to rebuild it on top of it. The original debris had to be completely crushed, and then the materials had to be used to start from scratch.

What Hongyue Sanren is doing now is the first step, which is to reset everything to zero. Countless brilliant doctors are stuck at this step, either the person dies or they cannot be reset to zero. However, Hongyue Sanren not only reset everything to zero, but also allowed Ji Zhao to survive, so it can be said that it was going very smoothly.

"The first hurdle is the most difficult. If he can get through this, there's nothing to worry about next." Hongyue Sanren paused and said, "The process of reshaping the meridians will probably take one or two months. The exact duration depends on the individual's situation... If you stay, it probably won't be of any use. How about you stay here?"

Han Gongqiu was a little hesitant when she heard this. She had been away from the pavilion for a long time, and she had many duties. Luohe Pavilion might not be able to find a master who could replace her to complete her teaching... Besides, if staying here would not be of any use, it would be time for her to go back.

With this thought, Han Gongqiu made up his mind and said, "Then, Master, I will stay here for a few days. If there is no problem, I will go back to the pavilion first."

"Whatever you want... The boy is lying inside, don't touch him."

Hongyue Sanren left these words and went back to the room, while Han Gongqiu pushed the door open and walked in, observing Ji Zhao's condition... He had been wrapped like a mummy, but a hint of sadness could be vaguely seen between his brows.

In order to allow the medicinal power to flow into various parts of the body, Hongyue Sanren cut open various parts of Ji Zhao's body... and for a long time in the future, these wounds will have to be cut again and again. To keep them from getting infected, a special herb will have to be applied on them. As for the side effects, there is no doubt... it hurts.

Although it was not as heart-wrenching as the previous time when his meridians were destroyed, it was continuous and would last for one or two months until Ji Zhao was completely numb.

Ji Zhao was awake at this time and saw Han Gongqiu, but he really had no strength left and didn't even have the desire to hum.

"How miserable..." Han Gongqiu sighed softly, with a hint of pity in his tone, "How much more do we have to endure..."

She didn't know why Ji Zhao was so persistent in pursuing power, but she was sure of one thing... Ji Zhao was just a teenager.

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Three days later, after confirming that Ji Zhao's condition had stabilized, Han Gongqiu left Hongyue Valley and headed towards Luohe Pavilion. With her lightness skills and physique, if there was no one to hold her back, even if she had to take a long detour, she should be able to return to Luohe Pavilion earlier than Lielian and his party.

Ji Zhao, on his part, started a long journey of rebuilding his bones... Although he lived with Hongyue Sanren, the two rarely had contact with each other. Hongyue Sanren was very frugal with words and was unwilling to say even a single word. The two basically only met for a while when they were taking medicinal baths. The rest of the time, Ji Zhao stayed in this room that had been marinated with drugs.

This process was not only painful but also torturous. There was a period of time during which Ji Zhao did not say a word for nearly half a month. He just lay in that room like a dead person every day... If it were a mentally fragile person, who knows what kind of problems he would have developed.

In addition, perhaps because these drugs are hallucinogenic, Ji Zhao often feels that he is losing some of his memory during this period.

Volume 4: The 47th Chapter: Heavenly Artifact - Scarlet Divine Robe

Expensive medicinal materials, unbearable pain.

After enduring all this and overcoming all this, Ji Zhao finally got his reward.