Chapter 175 The gurgling stream

Style: Fantasy Author: LongbaoyuWords: 2254Update Time: 24/01/13 00:02:14
Everyone struggled to help Bi Hongpeng up, only to see that his body was cold, his face was pale, and one arm was dangling, as if he was seriously injured.

Everyone gasped.

One punch, only one punch!

Zhao Lin knocked away the third level disciple of Lingshan Sect.

What kind of overbearing technique is this?

Zheng Yuanzhuo's expression changed and he blurted out: "Tian Shuang Fist!"

He was the only Blood Realm martial artist present, and his senses were far more sensitive than others.

When Zhao Lin punched just now, the strong wind was surging. Zheng Yuanzhuo immediately noticed a cold air. He had the same reaction as Xiang Shaofeng, thinking that Zhao Lin used Tianshuang Fist.

Which sect's technique is Tianshuang Fist?

Zheng Yuanzhuo's eyelids twitched, and there was a trace of panic in his heart.

"Walk!"

He knew that staying any longer would only embarrass himself in vain, so he simply left quickly with his three apprentices.

When he arrived, he looked majestic, but when he left, one of the three apprentices was unsteady and the other was hanging his arms. It can be said that he returned home in vain.

"I didn't expect that Zhu Huaishan would cultivate such an outstanding disciple. I admire him! However, Tianshuang Fist is a blood realm technique. Forcibly practicing it will damage the roots. You should take care of yourself!"

Zheng Yuanzhuo was still unwilling to give in after all, and left without saying a word.

"What Sky Frost Fist?"

"What did Master Zheng mean by what he just said?"

When they heard the words "Tian Shuang Fist", people from various martial arts schools felt puzzled, but no one came forward to ask Zhao Lin.

If Zhao Lin easily defeated Hou Gui, it was just admirable, then the punch just now made them feel in awe.

Yuan Cheng didn't care and asked Zhao Lin with a smile: "What did the old guy say about Tianshuang Fist? Will you be okay?"

"It's just a matter of conversation, senior brother Yuan, don't worry."

Zhao Lin didn't explain much. He didn't admit it was Tianshuang Fist, but he didn't deny it either.

I believe that with Zheng Yuanzhuo's knowledge, he can probably guess where he comes from, and he will not dare to provoke the Liuhe Sect even if he is given ten courages in the future.



Outside Qinghe County, Wulingyuan.

The sky is clearing and the white clouds are white. The horses are leisurely eating green grass by the stream, their tails lashing from time to time.

Zhao Lin placed three burning incense sticks in front of Zhu Huaishan's tomb, bowed three times, stood up and took three steps back, turned around and walked to the stream, gently holding the reins.

It's time to go back to Xingyun Sect.

The martial arts medicine materials I brought with me are almost gone, and any further delay will affect my practice.

The horse raised its head obediently and arched its chest.

Zhao Lin was about to get on his horse when he caught a glimpse of the clear stream flowing slowly by his feet. It was clear and translucent, and a relaxing and comfortable feeling came to his heart.

He could clearly feel that his state of mind was integrated with the green mountains, beautiful forests, and streams in front of him, and a fresh and tender breath was growing in his body.

"This is……"

Zhao Lin's heart moved, he stopped mounting his horse, walked to the stream and sat down, looking at the gurgling water, he picked up a grass stalk and twisted it between his fingers.

"The energy is like water, the meridians are like the Yangtze River, the water flows endlessly in the human flesh and blood, and the qi orifices are the whirlpools formed by the intersection of the water..."

Zhao Lin recalled what Elder Shui Jing said in his mind.

He suddenly realized in his heart that the two veins of Ren and Du were as deep and obscure as a gurgling stream, and the method of forceful attack might not be suitable for him.

Sneaked into the night wind, moisten things silently……

Zhao Lin remembered two poems from his previous life, and then, a string in his body suddenly "collapsed" and disconnected.

The Huiyin point of the Ren meridian and the Changqiang point of the Du meridian seemed to be alive, and they began to absorb energy spontaneously.

It’s finally done!

Zhao Lin was surprised and happy. He didn't expect that he would suddenly have an epiphany here and get a glimpse of the third level of Qi Realm.

"Everything in the world is impermanent, and God's will is always there!"

Zhao Lin couldn't help but mutter to himself, thinking that if he had stayed in Xingyun Sect, he might still be struggling.

After a while, he got on his horse, bowed towards the master's grave, and galloped northward.



Ten days later, Zhao Lin returned to Yanzhou.

He went to the city first to report that his family was safe, and then came to Xingyun Sect and found Elder Shui Jing immediately.

"Disciple pays homage to the elder."

"Well, you're finally back."

Elder Shui Jing's expression was indifferent, but Zhao Lin could hear a hint of displeasure in his tone.

Is it because I came back late?

Zhao Lin originally wanted to ask about the outcome of the Shui Jing Department's spring competition, but he immediately said nothing.

Elder Shui Jing glanced at him and said, "It's been two months since I reviewed your cultivation progress. Stretch out your hand."

"yes."

Zhao Lin followed his words and spread his palms.

Elder Shui Jing stretched out two fingers, put them on his wrist, and swept them with the Zhaoyu Gong. He immediately found that the acupuncture points of Ren Du's two meridians were open. He was surprised and said, "Have you entered Ren Du's acupoints?"

"On the way back, the disciple had an epiphany and breakthrough by chance."

"Yes, this can be considered an unexpected... gain for you."

Elder Shui Jing originally wanted to say it was an unexpected joy, but Zhao Lin went back to attend a funeral, so it was inappropriate to say so, so he immediately changed his words.

"The most difficult thing about the third level of the Qi Realm is actually entering the body. Since you have achieved this step, I believe that it is not a problem to reach the third level of perfection. The next level is the blood realm."

"You are extremely talented and have taken Wuliu Dan. I have great expectations for you!"

"The elder has given you the reward."

Zhao Lin thought to himself that he had no talent. If it weren't for the spirit animal picture, it would probably be the monkey's eldest brother - the baboon (waste).

Elder Shui Jing's face looked better and he said: "This spring competition, the master also attended the event and was very dissatisfied with the performance of the disciples of the Dance Elephant Academy."

"They were judged to be weak and bloodless, so this year we are allowed to sweep the mountains together, with blood on our hands."

"Sweeping the mountain?"

Zhao Lin perked up when he heard the word "sweeping mountains", but he quickly hid his excitement.

He is not a newcomer and already has a general understanding of many things within the sect.

Sweeping the mountains does not mean cleaning, but rather clearing out.

There are many mountains in the Yanyun Mountains, among which there are many medicinal mountains. According to the grade of medicinal herbs in the mountains, they are divided into first-grade medicinal mountains and second-grade medicinal mountains...

There are mostly strange animals in these medicine mountains.

Some exotic animals are also valuable medicinal materials, such as bear gallbladder, red ferocious sinew, painted antlers, etc. They are not allowed to be hunted before they reach adulthood.

But there are also some strange beasts, with no part of their body that has medicinal value, and their temperament is fierce and aggressive.

With so many medicinal mountains, it is impossible for warriors to pick all of them. Ordinary medicinal farmers who go into the mountains and encounter these ferocious beasts will most likely encounter unexpected events.

Therefore, it has become a routine task for the Xingyun Sect to clean up these strange beasts regularly every year. Most of them are completed by high-level deacons or disciples with blood realm cultivation, so that ordinary herb farmers and disciples with low cultivation level can also go to the mountains to collect herbs.

When Zhao Lin learned about this, he felt like he was watching Journey to the West: all the monsters without backstage were killed, while the monsters with backstage were at large.

"This is a good opportunity. Maybe we can add new spirits to the spirit beast map, or upgrade the original spirits!"

(End of chapter)