Everyone was silent and continued walking forward, arriving near a dilapidated rammed earth beacon tower.
Suddenly I heard someone shouting from the pier high up: "This is an important military location, idlers should stay away!"
Then there was the sound of "dengdengdeng" footsteps, and three soldiers with swords and guns ran out from the entrance of the stage.
The leader was wearing bamboo armor, with long arms and legs, and a big head on his neck. He looked over with a pair of bull's eyes, a look of surprise on his face.
"Who are you?"
Yang Lin didn't say anything, but took out a round and round tooth plaque from his waist and showed it to him.
The big-headed soldier was surprised when he saw the pattern on the tooth plate clearly, and hurriedly bowed down and said: "Sir..."
The two soldiers behind him were stunned for a moment, and then also bowed down.
Yang Lin stopped the three of them with a wave of his hand and said in a friendly manner: "I'm just here to take a look. Please don't blame me if you disturb me."
The big-headed soldier shook his head like a rattle and said repeatedly: "Don't bother, don't bother."
Zhong Yewu saw that these three soldiers were all wearing leather armor and had weathered looks on their faces. He asked curiously: "Now that the war is over, what are you doing here guarding the beacon?"
The lead soldier said "Hey" and looked towards the north, "Those Tatars are unfaithful and often come here to steal and steal. When we found out, we lit a beacon fire and notified the garrison to drive them out."
"Now that the autumn harvest is coming, we have to guard against them coming to harvest the wheat."
Zhao Lin glanced at the dilapidated beacon tower and asked, "It's not easy to go down the mountain here. Is it convenient for you to live?"
The big-head soldier grinned and said: "There is food stored in the pier, enough to last for half a year."
"Half a year?"
Xiang Bao was surprised and said, "You guys stay in this mountain for half a year?"
"Um."
Several soldiers nodded at the same time.
Xiang Bao asked: "Isn't it hard?"
The big-headed soldier scratched his head and said, "It's not bad. There are more mosquitoes in the summer and it's very cold in the winter. It's actually not that big of a deal. We eat military rations and we have the responsibility to defend our territory."
When Xiang Bao, Zhao Lin and others heard this, they couldn't help but be in awe.
…
On the second day after returning from Yueguan Mountain, Yang Lin sent someone to call Zhao Lin to Hongrong Pavilion.
Zhao Lin walked into the hall and saw Yang Lin sitting at the top with Elder Shui Jing beside him. He probably understood what was going on.
As the head of the academy, Yang Lin is responsible for the overall strategy of the disciples' cultivation, but the specific exercises are still taught by the elder of the Dance Elephant Academy.
On the one hand, due to the scarcity of Yuanjing warriors, it was impossible to equip the inner court with all five elders.
On the other hand, it is also because most of the disciples in the inner courtyard came from the Dancing Elephant Academy, and the elders are familiar with the disciples and can give appropriate cultivation suggestions.
Elder Shui Jing appeared here and explained that he wanted to pass on the technique to him.
"Chief Yang, Elder Shui Jing." Zhao Lin saluted.
"sit down."
Yang Lin nodded and smiled, pointing to the chair in front of him.
Zhao Lin walked over and sat down, waiting quietly.
Yang Lin touched the mustache on his lips and suddenly asked: "The next martial arts competition will be held in the spring of the year after tomorrow, you know, right?"
Zhao Lin responded: "Disciple knows."
Yang Lin said "hmm" and said, "You have been in the inner courtyard for almost a month. As usual, it's time to teach you the skills."
"You are eighteen years old this year and will just turn twenty the year after next. I believe that with your talent, you will be able to enter the top ten in the inner court and compete in martial arts competitions!"
At this point, he changed the topic: "But twenty years old is still too young, and one and a half years of training time is too short. If you want to perform well in the martial arts competition... it is difficult! You have to make choices."
"So I want to ask you, do you want to improve your level in a down-to-earth manner and set your goal for the martial arts competition in five or even eight years' time, or do you want to practice a few martial arts, quickly improve your combat power, and make contributions to the next martial arts competition? "
Zhao Lin did not answer immediately, but fell silent.
This is a dilemma.
If you choose the former, you must practice the Return to the Sea Art with all your strength, and practice at most one more technique. You should be able to break through to the first level of the Blood Realm within two years.
This is also the choice of most disciples who enter the inner courtyard. They first improve their realm and then practice the techniques.
But if you do this, it will be difficult for you to defeat a group of strong opponents in a martial arts competition.
Not to mention, the strength shown by the four major disciples in the past few days shocked him.
If you choose to strengthen your combat power, you have to practice several skills at the same time, such as fist strength, leg strength, claw strength, footwork, etc. The state of mind can only be put aside for the time being.
Everyone wants to do both, but it is extremely difficult.
Because if you want to push your qi and blood to a higher level, you need to practice Guihai Jue for at least two hours every day, and you have to leave time for the meridians to rest and recover.
Forcibly practicing the exercises will only compromise both sides.
Zhao Lin thought for a while and replied: "Headmaster, this disciple wants to make a difference in two years!"
In fact, from Yang Lin's tone, Zhao Lin knew that he wanted to take a long-term view, but after weighing it, he still chose to improve his combat power first.
Because I have a picture of a spirit animal.
There is no need to wait five years.
Strive to achieve good results in the martial arts competition, and then obtain a large amount of resources from the rewards to enter the Yuan realm as quickly as possible.
Only by becoming a Yuanjing martial artist can one have the authority to read all the martial arts books of the sect.
They say there is no limit to martial arts, will the innate realm come to an end?
Even if this is the case, the exercises are all created by man, so he will develop a set of exercises by himself and add another realm on top of the innate realm!
Yang Lin was stunned when he heard this, but Elder Shui Jing laughed loudly and said to the former: "Look, what I said is right, right?"
Yang Lin frowned and said: "You have to think carefully, haste makes waste. Do you think Xiao Jin is great? He only ranked in the top sixteen in the last martial arts competition."
Zhao Lin said seriously: "Thank you, Head of the Academy, for reminding me. I want to give it a try."
Yang Lin stopped talking, his face darkened.
The reason why he hesitated was because it was difficult to meet a talented disciple like Zhao Lin, who had to be carefully cultivated. Once the training went wrong, a good martial arts talent would be wasted.
Elder Shui Jing saw this and whispered: "Zhao Lin is born with great strength and can compete for a very high ranking. This is a great advantage in the martial arts competition. Maybe he can go further."
Zhao Lin knew that Elder Shui Jing was speaking for him and immediately responded with grateful eyes.
Yang Lin pondered for a long time, and finally sighed, "Okay, I promise you first, I will allow you to practice several techniques at the same time."
"But I will check your cultivation progress every other month. If there is any problem, stop immediately!"
Zhao Lin said solemnly: "Yes, thank you very much, Head of the Academy!"
Yang Lin nodded, "Okay! Let's look at it one by one. Your Sanyin Claw has been completed and you can continue to practice, but your boxing skills need to be changed."
"Shixiao Fist is a quick success method. Although it is very powerful, it cannot be improved anymore. It must be replaced with superior fist skills or palm skills."
"I also want to practice boxing."
Zhao Lin said immediately.
He had already figured it out clearly when he was in the Qi Realm, and immediately practiced Tianshuang Fist when he reached the Blood Realm, so that his ice energy could be put to use without having to cover it carefully.
Yang Lin was noncommittal and looked at Elder Shui Jing.
(End of chapter)
