Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 169
Xingyunzong, Dancing Elephant Academy.

Zhao Lin was sitting under the eaves, holding the letter sent by the servant early in the morning.

This letter is from Yingzhou and is written by Master Zhu Huaishan.

Zhu Huaishan said in the letter that he was in good health, so that Zhao Lin didn't have to worry about it, and he didn't need to spend money to buy medicinal materials.

Knowing that Zhao Linxiu reached the second level of Qi and won the first place in the autumn harvest, Zhu Huaishan was very satisfied and praised him a lot.

Lala Zaza talked about some trifles, and finally mentioned that he is passing on the affairs of Liuhemen and related exercises to senior brother Gao Yuan, and that he will be able to return to Yanzhou next year soon, which can be regarded as returning to the roots...

Zhao Lin read the letter twice, got up and went back to the room, put it away in the cabinet, and then went to the bronze mirror in the living room, and tidied up his clothes.

I promised Xiang Bao earlier that I would visit his house when I came back from my practice, but now that I have been back for two days, it is time to fulfill my original promise.

The disciples of Wu Xiangyuan are mostly friends of gentlemen, and they usually practice together, but they seldom communicate in private.

Xiang Bao invited Zhao Lin to his home with the intention of deepening his friendship.

After tidying up, Zhao Lin went out to the school yard in the middle of the Elephant Dance Academy.

"Why are you wearing so little?"

Xiang Bao looked at Zhao Lin and said.

At this time, the weather has not yet turned warm. Although martial arts practitioners are not afraid of the severe cold, most people would rather wear more clothes so as not to use their bodies to resist.

"In February and August, I'm not afraid of the cold when I dress indiscriminately."

Zhao Lin replied with a smile.

In fact, he dresses loosely to make room for his chest and back, and in case of an emergency, he needs to use his acupoints to spray energy to get out of danger.

Covering it with a thick cotton coat, the acupoint was sealed.

"Your water mirror department went to Huilongwan, how did you gain?"

On the way down the mountain, Xiang Bao asked Zhao Lin how he felt about this cultivation practice.

Zhao Lin shook his head slightly, "It's majestic and shocking, but the energy still can't be poured into Ren Du's two veins."

"That means it's not ready yet, so don't worry."

Xiang Bao half-jokingly said: "You are so powerful at the second level of aura, and you can still do it at the third level? I hope you will slow down."

Zhao Lin also knew that he couldn't be in a hurry, so he changed the subject and asked, "I heard that your Huoyu tribe went to Beiqiong Lake to find the fire dragon, how about it?"

Beiqiong Lake is located west of the Yanxing Mountains. There are thirteen craters, and the volcanic eruptions block the river water, forming a barrier lake.

The volcano is very active and erupts every few years.

Xiang Bao also shook his head and said, "The Earth Fire Dragon didn't move, but on the way back, I saw a ground fire."

"Fire?"

"It's just a deep pit, burning with raging fire..."

After listening for a while, Zhao Lin gradually understood.

What Xiang Bao and the others saw should be an underground natural gas fire formed after being ignited by a wildfire or lightning strike.

"natural gas……"

Zhao Lin frowned and pondered for a long time, but couldn't think of any use for this thing in the world of martial arts, and finally laughed at himself.

Forget it, practicing martial arts with peace of mind is better than anything else.

In this world, even if a pistol was made, it would still be death to a martial artist in the Upper Yuan Realm.

The two chatted while walking, and when they came to the foot of the mountain, there was already a carriage waiting there.

"Master."

The coachman waiting in front of the carriage said respectfully.

"Let's go!"

Xiang Bao boarded the carriage, greeted Zhao Lin to come up, and urged the coachman to say.

Zhao Lin originally thought that Xiang's mansion was in Yongning City, and in the bustling inner city, but he found that the carriage was driving in the opposite direction.

After asking, I found out that Xiang's mansion is at the foot of Xingyun Mountain.

After driving for more than half an hour, the carriage stopped in front of a large mansion with gray tiles and white walls at the southern foot of Xingyun Mountain.

Xiang Bao led Zhao Lin through several courtyard corridors, turned around to the main hall, and met his father Xiang Qingtang.

Xiang Qingtang is about 50 to [-] years old, with a short beard on his lips and a slightly fat body. He is sitting on a chair drinking tea.

"Father."

Xiang Bao respectfully performed the salute, and introduced sideways: "This is my good friend Zhao Lin from the Elephant Dance Academy."

Zhao Lin then cupped his hands and said, "I've seen Uncle Xiang."

Xiang Qingtang smiled and said gently: "Xiang Bao often mentions you in front of me, you really are a good-looking talent!"

"Uncle Xiang has passed the prize."

Zhao Lin responded modestly, feeling a little surprised.

He originally thought that Xiang Bao's father must be a martial artist in the Yuan Realm, but now he feels his blood, although he is more than powerful, but he lacks the indifference and elegance of the elders, and he is probably only at the Blood Realm.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems reasonable.

The road to Martial Dao is bumpy and difficult, each realm is a hurdle, which stops countless people, and very few people can cultivate to the Yuan realm.

Zhao Lin often saw five elders in the Elephant Dance Academy, and he used to think that Yuanjing warriors are not uncommon. This is actually a survivor's biased thinking.

Xiang Qingtang laughed and said, "It's the first time we meet, as an elder, I will definitely show you a gift."

"Originally, there are some pills in the mansion, which are suitable for martial arts in the Qi state, but you are the first name of Qiucai, and you have even used Xijingtang and Wuliu Dan, so I can't get rid of these pills..."

Zhao Lin hurriedly said: "Uncle Xiang, you are being polite, this junior also came empty-handed, so I am ashamed to accept your gift."

Xiang Yingtang waved his hand and continued: "I heard that your family lives in the city, so I took the liberty of sending someone to inquire about it. I learned that your parents are old and in poor health, and your brother and sister-in-law are also pregnant, so I prepared for it." I hope you don’t dislike some common medicinal materials.”

As he spoke and waved his hand, a servant came over holding a box.

Zhao Lin turned his head to look at Xiang Bao, who nodded slightly and winked.

"Thank you Uncle Xiang." Zhao Lin took the medicine box.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Xiang Qingtang picked up the teacup.

Xiang Bao and Zhao Lin bid farewell wisely and left, and came to a pavilion to talk.

"Why don't you open it and have a look?" Xiang Bao said casually, his demeanor was much more detached than when he was in the sect.

Zhao Lin opened the box and saw ginseng, Jiushouwu, Ligustrum lucidum, Morinda officinalis in it...

Although these medicinal materials are not as precious as martial arts medicinal materials, their age and appearance are all the best choices.

"Thank you Brother Xiang!"

Zhao Lin thanked him earnestly.

"Small idea."

Xiang Bao didn't care about it, and said, he glanced at Zhao Lin, "The spring competition is going to be in a few days, what do you plan?"

Zhao Lin was taken aback, "What are you planning?"

He has been in the Elephant Dance Academy for less than a year, and Chun Bi has no ranking requirements, and the rewards are not as generous as Qiu Cai, so he is not very concerned.

Xiang Bao asked in a tentative tone: "Did you use the Frost Fist during the competition?"

Zhao Lin understood it, and asked back, "What if you use it, and what if you don't use it?"

"If you use the Frost Fist, I will admit defeat if I meet you. If you don't use it, you can fight hard."

"Need not!"

……

On the first day of March, Zhao Lin was about to go out early in the morning, when he saw a servant in Tsing Yi come to his house.

"Excuse me, are you Zhao Lin?"

Zhao Lin nodded, "It's me, what's the matter?"

"It's like this. The Tianmen station received a letter with your name on it, but it didn't say which courtyard. The villain has inquired about it for the past two days, and I just found it today."

As the servant said, he took out a letter with patent leather from his pocket.

Zhao Lin glanced at the name of the person who wrote the letter, and his heart skipped a beat.

(End of this chapter)