Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 255
Pass the third day.

Zhao Lin slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp and energetic, and he felt that the vitality in his body was full, more than double that of a few days ago.

"The Second Innate Realm has finally stabilized."

Breathing out the last breath of turbid air in the body, he stood up and walked out of the cave.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly felt sticky on my body. When I looked down, I saw black sticky dirt all over my skin and clothes.

Knowing that this is the impurity discharged from the reborn body, he immediately took off his clothes, lifted the wooden bucket on the stone platform, scooped water from the water tank, and poured it on his head.

After rinsing it several times, I felt much cleaner and refreshed.

Putting down the wooden barrel, he glanced at the water tank inadvertently. With the twilight coming in from outside the cave, a bald man with a calm face and sharp outlines was reflected on the water surface.

The eyes, nose, mouth... are all my own, but the hair, eyebrows, and beard are gone!

"this is me?"

Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled and said to himself: "Reshaping tendons and bones, cutting hair and washing marrow, it really lives up to the name!"

It was the same when I checked my body, all kinds of body hair fell out without a single hair left.

Zhao Lin didn't care if his hair shaved, he dried his body, put on the clean clothes Lu Chaohuan gave him, and strode out of Yunjian Cave.

In the scorching afternoon sun, his eyes narrowed all of a sudden.

"Oh, you finally came out!"

"Congratulations on getting out safely."

"Congratulations, our Yunzong has produced another Xiantian realm warrior!"

"31-year-old Grandmaster, great kindness!"

"The hair is gone, the eyebrows are gone...Yang Lin, is this your brother?"

The elders came forward to congratulate one after another, but there were no disciples present at this time, and some people made jokes.

Zhao Lin bowed to everyone, "Thank you, senior protectors!"

Although he was also an elder, he was the youngest one present in terms of age and seniority. He was grateful for all the Dharma protectors and specially held the junior ceremony.

At this time, his eyes had adapted to the outdoor light, and he raised his eyes to look at the crowd, but the scene in front of him made his heart skip a beat!
I saw a faint white light around the heads and shoulders of the head and elders, like the "afterimage" that appeared after closing the eyes after staring at the light for a long time.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lin thought he was being dazzled by the sun, so he immediately closed his eyes, took a moment, and then opened them again.

The situation remains the same!

"what happened?"

Zhao Lin silently observed that the intensity and color of the white light above each person's head were different.

Elder Lutu, the oldest, had a faint white light above his head, and a faint layer of gray air in the center.

Yang Lin and Lu Chaohuan, who had the deepest cultivation bases, had a bright white light and a rich color.

And himself... Zhao Lin couldn't see the top of his head, turned his head and glanced at his shoulder, only to see a faint green aura covering his body.

Judging from the expressions of everyone, they obviously couldn't see the light ball.

This is... the art of hope?
A thought flashed in Zhao Lin's mind. In the past, it was said that Fengshui masters could see the energy of earth veins, and numerology masters could see people's fate and luck.

The light cluster I saw didn't seem to belong to the two, but was related to cultivation.

Thinking in his heart, he can see the light clusters on people as soon as he broke through to the Xiantian realm. Could it be the unique ability of the Xiantian realm?
Seeing Zhao Lin's confused expression, the elders thought it was because he had spent too much energy in breaking through the barrier, so they refrained from disturbing him.

After waiting for a while, Zhao Lin's eyes regained clarity, and he asked successively:

"Zhao Lin, what is your innate weight now?"

"It took so long to break through, is there any danger in it?"

"Step into the innate, cultivate and deepen the geometry..."

Zhao Lin smiled slightly, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and answered one by one.

After talking for a while, the elders dispersed one after another.

Zhao Lin also bid farewell to Lu Chaohuan, ready to go home and visit.

Before breaking through the barrier, he had already prepared for the eventuality. Now that he had successfully broken through, he was overjoyed and suddenly wanted to go home and have a look.

Lu Chaohuan readily agreed: "That's right, Elder Zhao just go back and rest."

But after Zhao Lin left, he sighed softly.

He is the head of the Xingyun Sect, and he knows more secrets than others. He knows that the sect's masters who have achieved Xiantian realm in the past seem to leave the sect, and he is a little worried.

Zhao Lin didn't go down the mountain directly, but returned to his residence first, and took a black crown.

As the Duke of the state, he should wear a crown when traveling according to etiquette. Zhao Lin doesn't pay much attention to these things, and rarely wears a crown on weekdays, but now his head is bald, which doesn't look very decent. Wearing a crown can at least cover it up.

As for the eyebrows and beards, there is no other way but to wait for them to grow out slowly.

On the way down the mountain, Zhao Linlu met the disciples of the sect and looked around their heads. There was also a group of rays of light, but the color was gray, and only the center was shining with white light.

And for those ordinary people who don't practice martial arts, the light group is all gray.

Zhao Lin gradually understood that the light group should be the vitality of human beings.

Warriors are full of qi and blood, and their vitality is naturally abundant, while ordinary people are much inferior.

Walking into Yongning City, there is a bustling flow of people, and countless light clusters appear in front of your eyes.

Looking around, Zhao Lin was even more sure of his guess: the young and strong people had light gray light, condensed into groups, and the old and frail people had dark gray light and loose shapes.

Go back to the Duke's Mansion and knock on the door.

The concierge came out and took a look at Zhao Lin, "This lord is..."

Zhao Lin approached and said, "Look again, who am I?"

The concierge opened his eyes wide, stared at Zhao Lin for a while, and suddenly shivered, "Duke?"

Zhao Lin nodded: "It's me."

The concierge was about to kneel immediately, "Duke, forgive me, but the villain didn't recognize it."

Zhao Lin waved his hand and said, "It's okay, open the door and let me in."

"Yes!"

The porter opened the door and shouted into the mansion: "The Duke returns to the mansion!"

Tian Dabang walked out to meet Zhao Lin. He was surprised at first when he saw Zhao Lin's appearance, but his expression immediately returned to normal.

"Master Zhao is back, I will tell the dining room to cook some of your favorite dishes."

Zhao Lin nodded secretly, thinking that this guy deserved to be in the rivers and lakes for many years, knowing what to ask and what not to ask.

"Start earlier tonight!"

After three days of customs clearance, I only drank some water. At this time, I was hungry, so I gave some extra instructions.

Tian Dabang responded and gave several orders, and the mansion immediately became busy.

Zhao Lin went straight to the backyard to greet his mother.

When I came to my mother's room, I deliberately aggravated my steps.

Zhao's mother's surprised voice soon came from the room: "Is Lin'er back?"

A smile appeared on Zhao Lin's face, "Mom, I'm the one who came back, how did you know?"

Mother Zhao laughed and said, "I've heard the footsteps of your two brothers for decades, why can't I hear them?"

While talking, the servant girl helped Zhao's mother out of the room.

Zhao Lin stepped forward, grabbed his mother's hand, and placed it on his face.

Zhao's mother doesn't look at things, and every time she sees Zhao Lin, she has to touch Zhao Lin to feel at ease.

"My son's skin is so smooth and smooth." Mother Zhao said with satisfaction.

"The beard and eyebrows are gone, can it be smooth?"

Zhao Lin thought to himself, raised his eyes and couldn't help being surprised.

I saw the gray-black light group above the mother's head, branching out into hundreds of silk threads, winding towards me.

A blue silk thread was released from his body, and it was entwined with it.

Zhao Lin was stunned for a while, and then a clear understanding suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Is this the bondage of family affection?"

(End of this chapter)