Destiny is ashes

Chapter 259: If the ancestors don't work hard, the descendants will be busy moving bricks

"The Western Envoy himself will also come..."

Thinking of this, An Jing couldn't help but frowned: "And he is so eager to target me, this guy, could he know that I am the God's Mandate?"

"You are destiny." The sword spirit reminded, and An Jing shook his head in his heart: "I am God's destiny." "Okay. You are God's destiny."

According to Aunt Huai, the secret method of fate practiced by the Western Envoy is the prototype of the Blood Pill series of great medicines.

He relied on eating the fortunes of other geniuses to improve his own fortune. This "rebel" divine destiny happened to be the perfect source of elixir in his eyes.

Perhaps, among the many defectors from the Tianyi Demon Sect, some were deliberately released as "materials". Once they join the sect, it would be troublesome if they wanted to take action again.

An Jing was not afraid of the Western Tour Envoy staring at him. To be honest, as the Mandate of Heaven, it was already very good that the person staring at him was just a Shenzang.

What's more, as a powerful person who is most likely at the peak of the Shenzang realm, it is almost impossible for the Western Envoy to enter and leave the border of Dachen at will.

The other party is not Ming Guangchen, the sect behind him is an ally of Dachen, and he himself has legitimate reasons and was invited.

What really made An Jing feel a little embarrassed was actually the martial arts master.

The number of Tianyi Divine Sect's martial arts masters lurking in Dachen is unusually large. There are six who can come over from the vicinity of Huangzhou alone, and it is clear that a master will come to guard Kanming City.

Don't think that An Jing can kill inner strong men as easily as cutting melons and vegetables now. In fact, it is because he has an inner strong body and secret martial arts skills. It is natural for him to kill those inner strong men with ordinary magical skills or third-rate martial arts.

But the martial arts master is different.

If one wants to advance into the martial vein, the hard condition is to have accomplished the "Five Scenes of Inner Strength" and the five magical powers must be complete and flawless.

Secondly, there is a "secret-level" martial art that can regulate the soul and gather all kinds of magical powers to open up the bridge between heaven and earth and build a pillar to ascend to the sky.

It doesn't mean that only secret martial arts can advance into martial meridians, but only martial arts that can advance into martial meridians can be called secret.

For example, Lu Jin's "Greater Self Fist" is a top-grade secret martial art that can be used as a core martial art to advance one's martial arts.

Even if this kind of martial arts practice is inferior to Taibai Haoling Divine Prohibition and Huangtian Houtu Method, it is only in the later stage. At the stage of strengthening the martial meridians internally, it will not be much inferior.

Every warrior who can become a master is a genius and has experienced countless battles. It is impossible for An Jing to easily suppress them in terms of skills.

Not to mention, just like the Yanjiu Kai warrior, the combat methods achieved by utilizing special materials and martial arts in combination with the power of destiny can unleash power beyond the imagination of warriors of the same level.

Facing Yan Jiukai, An Jing was already in a bit of a dilemma. If it was a stronger genius Nei Zhuang with more complete fighting methods, would An Jing still be as relaxed as he is now?
An Jing knew very well that if he did not want to expose his dual-star magical power and the many magical instruments of the Tianyuan Realm, he would have to make further progress in Huaixu's martial arts practice.

"I have to learn the 'Greater Self-Nature Fist' I got from Lu Jin. This fist technique does not require spiritual cultivation. After it is fully mastered, it can condense a protective qi to make up for my shortcomings."

With this in mind, An Jing pondered, "In addition to this, I also have to systematically learn a set of sword techniques or weapon killing techniques. My Blood Evil and Gold Evil magical powers are both based on weapons. If I also want to develop a fate-based martial arts skill like 'Flame Wine Armor', I must work hard in this area."

"Wait for Ming Guangchen to come back and see if I can find a way."

Thinking of this, An Jing couldn't help but sigh.

Most of the martial arts he used before were the An family's martial arts classics, but his ancestor relied on rare objects to cross the martial vein, so he did not leave behind too perfect martial vein martial arts. The ancestor was not even clear about how to achieve martial veins, only some scattered insights.

"If our ancestors don't work hard, our descendants will be busy carrying bricks."

Unable to become a second-generation Wu, An Jing had to figure it out on his own.

But now is not the time to think about martial arts.

An Jing came back to his senses and searched the old man's body. Unfortunately, there was nothing except a piece of Yin jade for raising little ghosts and a few pieces of spiritual silver.

This is not surprising, because this group of warriors from the Tianyi Demon Cult are all lightly equipped and have come in secret to carry out their missions - which organization's members would bring their own belongings with them when carrying out a mission?
The price of Yin Jade was about two or three hundred taels of silver, which was considered a good spiritual item, but An Jing couldn't use it. And there was only about two taels of spiritual silver, which was almost nothing, but it could at least refine some golden evil spirit.

"Martial Vein Grandmaster... Well, I really need to ask the teacher how to advance."

An Jing was ready to go home without going back to the small building to collect the spoils. He complained, "Yesterday I forgot to ask ordinary warriors how to gather the inner strength - my energy is overflowing, it's time to try to advance to the inner strength."

"Indeed." At this moment, a familiar voice sounded: "I was planning to talk to you about this today."

"Teacher?" An Jing turned his head in surprise. Actually, he was not surprised at all. The sword spirit had just told him, so An Jing said those words: "You are here."

"Don't pretend, you must have noticed."

The light flickered, and Mingguangchen's 'self in the mirror' dharma body condensed beside An Jing.

Xuan Mingjing is still in the city. Even if he has something to do with his real body, his magical body will definitely be hidden and stay by the other party's side.

It was precisely because he knew this that An Jing went so directly to raid the cult's stronghold.

"Hey."

Being exposed by Ming Guangchen, An Jing chuckled. He looked in the direction of the Demon Cult's stronghold and asked seriously, "Teacher should have watched my performance from beginning to end... May I ask what your evaluation is?"

"very nice."

Ming Guangchen nodded and said, "You used your magical powers to lie dormant nearby. After determining the order of threats, you immediately formulated a battle plan in your mind, and then you defeated all four internally strong warriors without any surprises."

“Even if you are a divine life, and have a mysterious and powerful body-refining technique that has raised your physique to the inner strength realm, the fact that you can kill four strong and coordinated people of the same level so easily is enough to prove that your strength and skills are comparable to those of the great sects.”

An Jing frowned slightly. Ming Guangchen's evaluation was within his expectations.

He was trained in Xuanming Manor as the leader of the younger generation of the Tianyi Demon Sect. It was natural for him to be comparable to the true disciples of the major sects.

But An Jing's inquiry was not to seek Ming Guangchen's praise, but to hope that the other party could point out his flaws so that he could take a step further with the vision of Master Shenzang.

"but."

But soon, Ming Guangchen said two words that made An Jing's brows relax: "Even though your martial arts skills have reached perfection, comparable to the realm of a master...but you still don't seem to know how to fight as a real warrior."

(End of this chapter)