Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 162
Zhao Lin gave a general description of the fight with Xiang Bao that day, Elder Shui Jing nodded as he listened.

It is impossible for Zhao Lin to lie about this kind of witness, and when counting today, Xiang Bao really only took out seven medicinal herbs, which echoed Zhao Lin's words.

Shui Jing pondered for a moment and asked, "How many herbs did you get from Xiang Bao?"

Zhao Lin replied: "I didn't count them in detail, but there are about thirty or forty."

"so much?"

"Exactly. If the elder doesn't believe it, you can ask Xiang Bao to verify it."

Zhao Lin wasn't worried that Xiang Bao wouldn't recognize it, half of these herbs came from Xiang Shaofeng, and Xiang Bao would definitely cover it up for his brother.

"Verification is unnecessary."

Elder Shui Jing smiled and asked, seemingly casually: "So, part of your harvest was captured, and the rest was picked by yourself?"

Some of the disciples brought strange beasts with a keen sense of smell to help gather medicine, but the elders were actually very knowledgeable.

It's just that these people are the children of the family, and there are such people in every department, so they just turn a blind eye and close their eyes, and there is no express prohibition.

Zhao Lin didn't bring strange beasts into the mountain, but picked more than anyone else, which makes people suspicious.

Zhao Lin smiled subtly, "My father is a herb farmer in the mountains. My disciple has gone to the mountains with his father to collect medicines since he was a child. He has learned a lot of inside ways and has some experience."

"No wonder."

After listening to Shui Jing, she nodded slightly.

Most of the disciples of the Dancing Elephant Academy were from wealthy families. Before harvesting in autumn, they probably didn't even know where the medicinal herbs came from. Zhao Lin's behavior like this made sense.

Thinking he had figured out the whole story, Shui Jing smiled: "Zhao Lin, you have done a great job this time!"

"The main purpose of the Zongmen to ask the disciples to collect herbs is to exercise their minds, and the second is to collect herbs. But the few herbs you picked, especially the Yin-erosion lotus, may not be able to be found even if the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion come."

"I will ask the Zongmen for extra rewards. You just need to know about it yourself, and don't spread it to the outside world."

The stone in Zhao Lin's heart fell to the ground, and his face was not relaxed. He said in a deep voice, "Thank you for the cultivation, elder."

……

Two days later, Zhao Lin gradually became famous in the Xingyunzong.

The news that he won the first place with an overwhelming advantage during the autumn picking period, and also picked a top-quality medicinal herb, was widely spread in the outer courtyard and the Dancing Elephant Academy, and even the disciples in the inner courtyard knew about it.

Zhao Lin went to Tianshui Pavilion to read books during his period, and people often pointed at him.

"Did you see that? He is Zhao Lin, the first autumn picker of the Dance Elephant Academy this year!"

"I heard that I have just started for two and a half months."

"That's right, the harvest he harvested in autumn this time can securely take the first place in the inner courtyard..."

After hearing these words, Zhao Lin shook his head secretly. It seemed that he had used too much force in order to obtain five or six pills.

In the evening of that day, the deacon of the Medicine Pavilion, accompanied by Elder Shui Jing, came to Zhao Lin's residence.

The deacon of the Medicine Pavilion is a middle-aged man with slight baldness on the top of his head. He exudes a strong smell of medicine. Zhao Lin picked up his nose and immediately recognized the smell of at least fifty kinds of medicinal herbs.

In the journey of martial arts, in order to go far, talent, skills, and medicinal materials are indispensable.

Xingyunzong has a medicine pavilion, which specializes in researching prescriptions and preparing elixirs. The medicinal materials needed for disciples to practice martial arts are all from here.

"Zhao Lin, this is Deacon Zhang of the Medicine Pavilion, you can call him Master Uncle." Elder Shui Jing introduced with a smile on his face.

Zhao Lin saluted: "I have seen Master Zhang."

Deacon Zhang handed a medicine gourd and a white porcelain cup to Zhao Lin.

"The gourd contains the sutra washing soup, which has seven servings. Pour a cup into the bathtub at a time and soak for an hour. If you use it continuously, it is best to take a day apart."

Seven servings?

Zhao Lin glanced at Elder Shui Jing gratefully.

"Also, there are five or six pills in this bottle, please keep it carefully."

Deacon Zhang took out another medicine bottle from his arms.

Zhao Lin took it over, thanked him, and asked, "Master Zhang, when is it appropriate to take these five or six pills? It must be completed at the third level of the Qi Realm. Do you use it before hitting the Blood Realm?"

"That's not necessary!"

Deacon Zhang shook his head, "The five or six pills are not breakthrough pills, but are for strengthening the viscera, and can be taken in the Qi and Blood realms."

After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands, "The matter assigned by the sect is done, and I should go back."

"Thank you Uncle Zhang, elder, walk slowly..."

After sending the two off, Zhao Lin couldn't wait to call his servants to prepare a bucket of hot water.

Measured a cup of sutra soup and poured it into the bathtub.

Strange to say, after pouring a small cup of scripture soup into it, the whole bathtub became as black as ink, and there were still slight bubbles.

Wouldn't be corrosive?

Zhao Lin sniffed it carefully, smelling the smell of ground bodhisattva leaf, sea dragon pill, red horned ginseng and dozens of medicinal materials.

"It's a pity that I don't know the dosage, otherwise I can make it myself."

Thinking of this in his heart, Zhao Lin dipped his fingers into the soup and felt no pain or discomfort, so he took off his clothes and immersed his whole body in it.

The medicinal power of the Xijing Decoction is not violent, it slowly penetrates into the body, like a breeze blowing the strings of a zither, gently plucking around the meridians.

Not long after, Ren Du's two meridians trembled slightly.

Zhao Lin was overjoyed, his cultivation was already at the second level of Qi Realm, and his strength could freely flow through the two channels of Yin and Yang, but the second channel of Ren and Du could not enter through it.

The six yang meridians and six yin meridians, together with Ren Du's two meridians, are collectively known as the Fourteen Meridians, which are a must for warriors.

Ren Du's second vein belongs to the extra meridian, not directly under the viscera, its position is obscure, and it is difficult to penetrate.

At this time, after soaking in the scripture-washing soup, two strange scriptures gradually emerged.

"The scripture-washing soup is really good, after seven times of washing, it's almost ready to flush!"

The mist rose in the bathtub, Zhao Lin slowly closed his eyes, and began to think about the next step of cultivation.

Impacting the blood realm is definitely the most important thing, but the combat power must not be dropped, it is best to practice a Yin-cold skill.

In this way, you can cover up the source of your cold energy, otherwise it would be inconvenient to use it in front of others.

"Xiang Shaofeng seems to have mentioned Tianshuang Fist. I will ask the elders in two days."

As his thoughts stretched, Zhao Lin suddenly felt a little confused.

The spirit beast map endowed him with various abilities such as strength, speed, and hearing, and his strength became stronger and stronger.

When you don't practice martial arts, you can kill bandits at the second level of strength, and when you reach the strength state, you can leapfrog and defeat warriors at the air state.

Now that my cultivation base is in the Qi realm, not only is it invincible in the same realm, but even a master of the blood realm can fight.

If things go on like this, one day when I reach the Blood Realm or even the Yuan Realm, will there be any opponents?
Being number one in the world is naturally a good thing, the question is... and then?

A hundred years later, with a spirit beast map and this ability into the earth?
"No, even if there is no way of eternal life in this world, I will create one!"

Zhao Lin felt that he was overthinking his own thinking, so he laughed at himself, got up, stepped out of the bathtub, and wiped his body clean with a sweat towel.

Pick up the medicine bottle containing five or six pills, and pour out the pills inside.

The five or six pills were round and round, the size and color of a red bayberry, Zhao Lin swallowed it in one gulp.

For such a precious elixir, of course it is safest to keep it in one's stomach.

(End of this chapter)