Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 224

Two days later, Zhao Lin found Pan Yue and told him his decision.

"Elder Pan, I want to practice Yufeng Jue!"

He has already finished reading the two classics of martial arts, the Examination of the Internal Classic and the General Outline of the Martial Arts. Although he is not proficient, he has a deeper understanding of martial arts.

What makes me stronger than others is strength and speed.

The sense of smell is not very useful in actual combat, and the sense of hearing can only be used as an aid.

The wind, ice and thunder have three different types of true qi, and the ice-type Tianshuangquan and Sanyin claws are quite popular and can be used as the main attack method.

Wind attribute True Qi has a bonus to speed, which is why Zhao Lin chose it.

In fact, he has always been attached to the true qi of the Thunder genus. After all, no attribute can match it in terms of attack power.

It's a pity that I still can't find a suitable way to increase it. Even if I learn how to drive it, I can only punch one or two punches at most with the thunder-type true qi in the sea of ​​qi, and then I can only stare blankly.

In addition, the Xingyun Sect does not have a complete inheritance of the Thunder Attribute, only one Lightning Repelling Jue, which cannot display the true power of the Thunder Attribute Qi.

This is because if one wants to deduce a certain type of cultivation method, one must have the true energy of that type, and in the Xingyun sect, there are too few people with the physique of the thunder type, and there is not even a single person who has cultivated to the Yuan state.

After weighing it, Zhao Lin finally chose to cultivate the wind attribute to further increase his speed.

Martial arts are ever-changing, but in the final analysis it is strength and speed, and skills, resistance and intelligence are just icing on the cake.

Only three months away from the martial arts competition, Zhao Lin plans to focus on practicing this martial art.

After hearing Zhao Lin's decision, Pan Yue smiled slightly, "The old man respects your opinion, it's still the same sentence, only you know yourself best."

"However, there is a problem. I have measured your wind is true energy, and it can only last for five breaths at most. Why didn't you practice the wind gathering skill first, and choose the wind control technique instead?"

Gathering Wind Kung Fu is a basic skill, and people with wind attributes can increase their cultivation after practicing it.

And Yufengjue can only drive the wind to be true energy.

Zhao Lin can increase his wind attribute cultivation by drinking medicine, so he naturally doesn't want to waste time starting from the wind gathering skill.

However, this reason could not be explained, so he explained: "Elder Hui, now there are only three months before the martial arts competition. Practicing Gathering Wind Kungfu may not necessarily increase your cultivation base much."

"The disciple feels that although he is a bit eager for quick success, he can use it immediately by practicing Yufeng Jue first."

"It's good to know that you are eager for quick success!"

Pan Yue joked, then nodded, "Yufeng Jue can increase the speed of movement, the effect is immediate, it is a good choice."

Seeing this, Zhao Lin hit the iron while it was hot: "This disciple wants to practice another attack technique."

After absorbing the spirit of Fengli, the body has been further transformed, and the meridians and acupoints are quite compatible with the true energy of the wind attribute. Zhao Lin feels that he still has some leeway.

Xiao Jin, the chief disciple of the Zongmen, only ranked in the top 32 in the last martial arts competition. From this, it can be imagined that the competition is fierce, and he must work harder!

Pan Yue frowned, and looked at him with a half-smile, "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to chew too much?"

Zhao Lin said frankly: "The disciple will be careful, if the Yufeng Jue is not ready, he will never practice other exercises rashly."

Pan Yue pondered for a while, and finally agreed, "Well, very people do extraordinary things, and you can enter the first level of the blood realm at the age of 19, maybe you shouldn't treat it with common sense."

"The Zongmen doesn't have many wind skills. They only have Xiaofeng Fist, Cleave in the Air, and Fengshen Legs. Which one are you going to choose?"

Zhao Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I have practiced boxing skills, claw skills, and leg skills, but I still lack a palm skill. I don't know how about the skill of chopping the air?"

Pan Yue chuckled lightly and said, "There happens to be someone in our Xianyun Hall who has practiced this skill. I'll let him demonstrate it, and you can make a decision."

Turning to the guard, he said, "Go and get Hu Zun."

"Yes."

The guard left in a hurry, and after a while, a middle-aged man with a ruddy complexion and a simple and honest appearance walked into the yard.

"Hall Master."

The middle-aged man saluted.

"Hu Zun, demonstrate how to split the air."

Pan Yue ordered.

"Yes."

Hu Zun responded, retreated ten steps away, and suddenly struck out a palm without warning.

There was a flash of blue light, and the strength formed a half-moon-shaped saber cut, which was more than three feet long.

Even though they were ten steps apart, they could still feel the strong wind blowing on their faces.

Zhao Lin was stunned, puzzled, and said: "That's not right! A blood-level warrior's strength cannot be separated from the body, and the longest strength is no more than one foot. How can his strength go so far?"

Pan Yue smiled without answering, looking at Zhao Lin, meaning to let him think for himself.

Zhao Lin frowned in thought, then suddenly clapped his palms together, and said, "I understand! His energy hasn't broken through the limit of one foot."

"It's entirely because of the characteristic of wind that belongs to strength, which rolls up the airflow in the air and forms a wind blade."

Pan Yue laughed loudly, "That's right! This is the advantage of wind attribute true qi!"

"Wind genital energy is not easy to control, and there are few changes, but this air split can expand the attack range."

"Although the attack power from one foot away has been weakened, its power should not be underestimated."

Since the air splitting is so powerful, Zhao Lin didn't need to hesitate at all, and simply said: "The disciple will choose the air splitting."

As long as you learn this trick, even if only Hu Zunwu succeeds, you can raise your strength to another level.

Pan Yue nodded, "That's it."

Zhao Lin suddenly thought of a question and asked, "Elder, Liu Feiyang of the Liyang Sect also has a physique of wind, why don't you see him using this technique?"

If Liu Feiyang used this trick at the Neibi Conference, it would definitely be quite difficult to deal with, even if he could win, it would be a lot of trouble.

Pan Yue put away his smile, "Because this exercise was developed by the seniors of our Xingyun Sect, and the Liyang Sect is unwilling to exchange other exercises or resources with us, so naturally it will not be passed on to them for nothing."

Zhao Lin understood, it turned out to be the reason why sects treasured their brooms.

Seeing that Zhao Lin had made up his mind, Pan Yue continued, "Three months are running out. If you encounter problems in cultivation, you can discuss them with Hu Zun."

"Yes." Zhao Lin and Hu Zun replied in unison.

Both Yufengjue and Chopping in the Sky belonged to Xingyunzong's secret exercises. Before passing them on to Zhao Lin, Pan Yue specially asked Lu Chaohuan for instructions, and only handed over the copies of these two exercises to Zhao Lin with the permission of the master.

"Keep it safe and don't pass it on to others."

"Disciple saves."

Zhao Lin took the two thick books, was slightly surprised, flipped through them casually, and found that there were only a dozen pages of exercises, and the rest were the cultivation notes of predecessors, and there were many blank pages.

Pan Yue said with a smile: "These two exercises were perfected by the predecessors. If you have a unique experience, you can also record it for future generations to learn."

"Of course, it's still early to say this, but it's best to have something in mind."

Zhao Lin nodded silently, thinking: "The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants took advantage of the shade. If one day I can create a martial art, it will be worth practicing martial arts."

After returning, he began to practice Yufeng Jue.

For people with wind attributes, Yufeng Jue is not difficult. Zhao Lin didn't encounter any difficulties, and he basically mastered the method of driving in less than a month.

The effect is indeed much stronger than Guihai Jue, and there will be no more wind-type zhenqi that is difficult to control and scurry around.

When it was deep winter, Zhao Lin could be able to retract and release freely and operate smoothly, so Zhao Lin began to practice the air split.

……

In front of Qianye Pagoda, three men in yellow silk embroidered gold robes came from a distance, followed by a group of men in brown clothes and short robes.

The Raging Flame Sect has a strict hierarchy, and only the heads and elders are allowed to wear this kind of clothing that is the same color as the local precious topaz.

The three of them looked dignified and walked into Qianye Tower without saying a word.

Not long after, I came to a retreat room.

The leading man was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, when a voice came from the room: "The door is open, come in."

The heroic man and the two looked at each other without hesitation, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Master Ke, Elder Mai, Elder Gu."

Huo Shan sat in front of the window, his whole body in the shadows, and said expressionlessly, as if he had expected them to come.

The heroic man said in a deep voice: "Elder, you must be aware of the crisis the sect is facing recently."

"Dayue and Wuche more than 30 yuan warriors gathered at the border, and sent envoys three times to put pressure on our Raging Flame Sect, saying that we must hand over the mastermind behind the assassination!"

Huo Shan said calmly, "Should I be handed over and this matter will be over?"

Elder Mai suddenly shouted: "Huo Shan, you have caused losses to the sect because of your ineffectiveness. Do you know how much we have to pay to solve this matter?"

Elder Gu on the side also said: "Six quotas will be given up for this martial arts competition, and countless rare medicinal herbs, including the dragon bone tree blood collected in the past ten years, will be given as compensation!"

Huo Shan smiled "hehe", "These costs are nothing compared to what I have done!"

Elder Mai's expression changed suddenly, and he was about to yell at him, but Master Ke stopped him with his eyes.

"Elder Huo, you are my elder and a hero of the sect. I have always respected you and know that you have made great contributions to the sect."

"But the sect has developed so far, and it is no longer possible to use this method."

"You also know that although we have a good record in the martial arts competition, the number of warriors in the Lunyuan Realm is far less than that of Dayue, not to mention that there are black chariots."

Huo Shan was silent for a long time, unwilling to say: "I only regret one thing now. I shouldn't have sent Tuza and Enli back then. I should have done it myself. Even if the war started, I would have killed Basang and Zhao Lin, the two scourges."

Elder Mai sneered, "Nonsense, my Raging Flame Sect has countless young talents, do I need to use these shady methods?"

Huo Shan glanced at him contemptuously, "Which disciple of our sect can deal with the assassination of Tuza or Enli by himself?"

Elder Mai snorted, "What five people? It must have leaked the news to let people prepare. How could it be possible to deal with five blood-level masters of my Raging Flame Sect with just those two brats."

Huo Shan sighed and said nothing more.

Sect Leader Ke bent over and saluted, and said sincerely: "Elder Huo, don't worry, you are a hero of the sect, and you will have a face before and after your life."

Huo Shan bowed, "Okay, give me the things."

Master Ke winked at his subordinates, who quickly walked up to Huo Shan and handed him a jade bottle.

Huo Shan opened the jade bottle and smelled a fishy smell, he laughed and said, "The master has a heart."

What is contained in the jade bottle is a mixture of keel tree blood and poisonous poison.

Dragon bone tree blood has the effect of stimulating qi and blood. If it is mixed with highly poisonous substances, the blood can be seen to seal the throat.

Warriors in the Yuan Realm don't have any poisons, but as long as they are not lucky to resist, they can be killed in an instant.

Giving death with the precious keel tree blood is also considered a kind of courtesy.

Head Ke cupped his hands and led everyone out of the room.

Huo Shan glanced back out of the window, brought the medicine bottle to his mouth, and drank it all in one gulp.

Not long after, Headmaster Ke and others walked into the room again, and saw Huo Shan limp on the bed with a pale face.

"Invite the Great Elder to enter the coffin!"

……

Cold and summer Yi Festival, another year of spring comes.

Although the weather is still cold, the trees on Xingyun Mountain have sprouted new buds, emerald green dotted the mountain.

sieve!
In the practice room, Zhao Lin slashed through the air, creating a violent gust of wind.

Splitting the air is not a simple wind knife, it is not completely attached to the palm and forearm, and the air flow is driven when the arm is swung, forming a half-moon-shaped knife cut outside the strength.

His skill is not as deep as Hu Zun's, but the knife cut is also more than two feet long, far exceeding the length of the strength of a blood-level warrior.

Zhao Lin has done a test, and the wind-type zhenqi in his body can maintain the extremely fast movement for about ten breaths, and at the same time, he can perform five air chops.

Although it can't be used as much as you want, once you use it, it will definitely make your opponent hard to guard against.

"Very good! Good practice."

Yang Lin praised him, clapped his hands twice in a rare way, then turned to Pan Yue and said, "Elder Pan is also a good teacher."

Pan Yue said modestly: "Brother Yang, I'm so grateful."

"Zhao Lin, come here and tell you something."

Yang Lin called Zhao Lin to his side, and said, "The mastermind who assassinated you by the Lie Yan sect was forced to apologise, and the spies planted in Dayue were also uprooted. The matter has been explained."

Zhao Lin clenched his fists, bowed his head and said, "Thank you Zongmen for making a move."

Yang Lin smiled and waved his hands, "You are from the sect, what is there to thank you for? But even though the mastermind is dead, you still have to be careful."

"They can send someone to assassinate you, which shows that they are afraid of your potential, and they must not let down their vigilance."

"Yes."

……

Wulun Mountain is located in the north and stretches for thousands of miles.

There is Gutuo Ridge in the mountain, surrounded by a green lake, the water of the lake is pure, like a jade belt.

"Wow..."

A dark-faced strong man was completely submerged in the lake water, with only his head exposed, punching a boulder at the bottom of the lake.

Every time he punches, waves of tens of feet high are stirred up, and the strength of the punch is like a long white dragon walking through the bottom of the lake.

As the strong man continued to punch, the ripples aroused in the center of the lake gradually expanded, and piles of water patterns rolled and slapped on the shore of the lake.

"Very good, your Heavy Mountain Fist has broken through to the fifth floor, reaching the power of the Five Tripods!"

A man in green robe stood on the shore, and said with a smile on his face.

"Borta, let's practice here today."

Borta stopped moving after hearing the words, and walked from the lake to the shore step by step, showing a sturdy body like a mountain, covering the dazzling sun, and casting a huge shadow on the sandy ground.

"Master, don't practice so early today? It's still an hour away!"

The man in green robe said with a smile: "We will set off in two days, save some energy for the journey."

Borta wiped off the drops of water on his face, his eyes were full of anticipation, "It's been three years since the martial arts competition!"

(End of this chapter)