Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 27 Getting Started
The third agility test is to run through piles.

Running from one end of the plum blossom pile to the other, the distance is not far, but instead of walking in a straight line, it is interspersed back and forth between the wooden piles, moving in a serpentine shape.

"Are you a little tired? Take a rest first."

The elder brother said to Zhao Lin very considerately, summoned a thin young man, and told him, "Xiaofan, run once and show him."

"Good!"

The young man named Xiaofan agreed, came to the plum blossom pile, held his breath, and ran quickly through the plum blossom pile, like a butterfly wearing a flower, and ran the whole distance in a few breaths.

"So fast!" Zhao Lin praised.

This reminded him of the scene where the border collie passed the railing in the dog agility competition he had seen.

"Hehe, this is Xiaofan's specialty. He couldn't lift the stone urn back then, so he got in because of his excellent grades." The yellow-faced youth explained.

Zhao Lin suddenly thought of a question and asked, "How do you time this?"

The yellow-faced young man smiled slightly, clapped his right palm rhythmically on the palm of his left hand a few times, and said: "Beat the beat, there is a string in the heart of a martial arts practitioner, which is more accurate than an hourglass."

"I see."

Zhao Lin stretched his hands and feet a few times, and walked to the plum blossom pile, "I've had a good rest."

The elder brother nodded and said, "Then let's begin."

Zhao Lin squatted down slightly, kicked his legs and rushed out.

He didn't sprint with all his strength, but imitated Xiaofan's movement just now, shaking his shoulders left and right during the running process, constantly adjusting his center of gravity...

"Nine and a half beats!"

At the same time that Zhao Lin rushed over the plum blossom pile, the elder brother's voice fell: "It can be rated as the top and bottom, and the third class."

"Not bad, congratulations!" The yellow-faced youth patted Zhao Lin's shoulder and said.

"Thank you!" Zhao Lin heaved a sigh of relief, he was quite satisfied with his performance.

"Have you seen enough? Don't go to practice!" The yellow-faced youth waved to the surrounding disciples like chasing flies.

After the onlookers dispersed, the senior brother came over to Zhao Lin and said, "You passed the examination, and your grades are very good, but we still need to investigate your background to see if it is true."

Zhao Lin thought that he was really rigorous, and replied, "No problem, please tell me."

"Where do you live, and what is your father's name?"

After hearing this, Zhao Lin probably understood the other party's intentions.

In this era, ordinary people did not have ID cards, but the household registration of each family was recorded in the "yellow book" of the county government.

As long as Liuhemen entrusts the head of the county government to register, he can know whether his origin is true or not.

"My family lives in Sanjia Village, Paektu Mountain, and my father's name is Zhao Baotian."

The elder brother nodded, "Then you go back first, come this afternoon or tomorrow morning. If there is no accident, you can officially start."

"Thank you both, farewell..."

After leaving Liuhemen, Zhao Lin made a decision after a little thought: not going back to the village for the time being, but waiting for the result in the city.

With nowhere to go right now, he just wandered aimlessly on the street, and saw a bookstore by the street, and remembered that he had been planning to buy a history book, but was delayed until now because he had no money.

Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he went into the bookstore and bought a copy of "800 Years of Jianyuan".

Zhao Lin learned from the shopkeeper that Jianyuan was the founding year of the Dayue Dynasty, and the book was written less than 20 years ago.

In other words, the Dai Viet Dynasty has existed for more than 800 years.

"Strange, isn't the feudal dynasty a period of two or three hundred years?"

With such questions in mind, he spent half a day reading the book from beginning to end. Not only did he not eliminate the doubts in his heart, but he also had one more question.

Why are there no peasant uprisings?
There are several wars recorded in the book, but they all took place within the dynasty, either because powerful officials seized power, or when tyrannical powers rebelled, and there was never a single incident of grassroots rising!

Zhao Lin vaguely felt that the crux of the two problems might be the same, but he still couldn't figure out the reason.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Lin temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart and came to Liuhemen again.

"We checked and everything you said is true."

The yellow-faced youth was much more enthusiastic than in the morning, "My surname is Yuan, and my name is Yuan Cheng. You can call me Senior Brother Yuan."

Although he knew it was the result, Zhao Lin was still happy.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yuan."

As he spoke, he took out the prepared six taels of silver and offered it respectfully.

There were more than a dozen disciples in the yard, Zhao Lin was not worried that he would spoil the money, but his heart ached.

Going into the mountains and hunting, I earned a total of more than 20 taels of silver. After two twists and turns, only a little more than five taels were left.

After three months, what will happen to the next tuition fee?
"I'll take you to see Master." Yuan Cheng accepted the money and said.

Liuhemen doesn't look big from the outside, but it occupies a very large area, with water pavilions, pavilions, rockery and corridors, which are unique.

Yuan Cheng took Zhao Lin to the backyard, and saw an old man sitting in front of the stone steps drinking tea.

The old man was wearing a blue robe that had been washed whitishly. It was hard to tell how old he was, but he gave the impression that he was between 50 and 70 years old.

Zhao Lin guessed that this person should be Zhu Huaishan, the head of Liuhemen.

Sure enough, I only heard Yuan Cheng say: "Master, someone brought it."

Zhao Lin also saluted, "I have met the sect master."

"Well, I know about you."

The old man nodded, took a sip of his tea, and said, "You just entered, and Yuan Cheng will take you to practice martial arts first, and I will teach you in person after breaking through the strength realm and entering the Qi realm."

"The assessment can only reveal the potential of the body, but not the heart."

"No matter how good your talent is, if you don't have perseverance and don't want to endure hardships, it will be difficult to become a master. Remember!"

Zhao Linggong said: "The disciple knows."

……

Before sunset, Zhao Lin returned to Sanjia Village.

He was wearing a tight-fitting black exercise suit with the word "Liuhe" embroidered on his chest.

"Brother Zhao, what kind of clothes are you wearing? Why are there words on your chest?"

"I haven't seen it before. I've seen this outfit before. Niu Er in the town is dressed exactly like him. It's for practicing martial arts."

"Aren't you working as a martial artist in the city? Why are you learning martial arts again..."

The idlers in the village surrounded Zhao Lin and chattered.

"When I was delivering goods to Liuhemen, people said I was in good health and was good for martial arts, so they took me in."

Zhao Lin grinned.

He came back in this suit on purpose.

The Zhao family is a well-known needy household in the village. Over the years, they have received help from many villagers, and at the same time suffered bullying and making things difficult for them.

With the status of martial arts practitioners, their family's status in the village has risen, and if someone wants to bully them in the future, they will have to weigh it in their hearts.

"I heard that learning martial arts doesn't cost much, can you afford it?" Someone asked.

Zhao Lin said without blinking: "Learning martial arts must cost money. People know that my family is poor, so they only charge a little, and let me pay back when I earn money."

The person who asked the question said in astonishment: "Is there such a good thing?"

"It's incredible, this is meeting a nobleman!"

"Did you see it? I told you a long time ago that the Zhao family boy will definitely be promising when he grows up. You still don't believe me..."

(End of this chapter)