Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Zhao Lin's heart was fluctuating, and in the second year of joining the sect, he had mastered the four spells. If it was spread, it would definitely cause shocks in the sect.

It usually takes years of hard work to become proficient in one spell, let alone four spells. Even monks who have practiced for two to thirty years may not be able to achieve such attainments.

It's a pity that for the sake of his own safety, this matter must not be made public.

Of course, right now, you only have the ability to master spells, and you still need to do some practice to make your skills and spiritual sense work together proficiently.

Early the next morning, Zhao Lin came to a practice room in the Lingdao Academy, and secretly practiced the two offensive spells of ice knife technique and flame arrow.

Return to the residence in the afternoon, and then practice the two non-destructive spells, the breath-watching technique and the rock armor technique.

In less than three days, he mastered all four spells.

At the proficient level of spells, not only the power is greatly increased, but also the casting speed is twice as fast as that at the Xiaocheng level, and it is better to seize the upper hand when fighting spells.

Attack spells only take a quarter of a breath, and rock armor can be cast in an eighth of a breath, which is almost instantaneous.

After practicing spells to this point, Zhao Lin felt that he could go out to perform tasks.

"Elder Nie, this disciple wants to perform sect missions to earn good deeds and spirit stones to assist in his cultivation."

After the morning class that day, Zhao Lin came to the quiet room where Elder Nie was, and said bluntly.

The Taoist is responsible for supervising the practice of the disciples, and things like Li County are also within his jurisdiction.

Elder Nie raised his brows when he heard this, and his tone was a bit harsh, "Going out to perform a mission? Don't you know that the disciples of the Spiritual Dao Institute cannot leave the county until they reach the middle stage of Qi refining?"

Zhao Lin bowed his head and said, "Elder, this rule is to protect the disciples of the Lingdao Institute."

"But you also know that this disciple is a martial artist. Although his cultivation is at the third level of Qi refining, his actual combat ability is not inferior to that of a mid-stage Qi refining disciple, and he has the ability to protect himself."

Elder Nie frowned and remained silent.

"The aptitude of the disciple is mediocre, and he is 32 years old this year. If he cannot accumulate enough resources within a few years, he may have no hope of building a foundation in this life."

Zhao Lin presented the facts, reasoned, and his tone was quite sincere.

Elder Nie's face softened when he heard the words, and asked, "What mission did you take?"

Knowing that Elder Nie let go, Zhao Lin quickly took out the body photo stone and presented it, "Look, elder, it's a gold-level mission."

Elder Nie took it over, swept it with his divine sense, and said softly: "Go to the Yinfeng Realm..."

Zhao Lin hurriedly said: "This is an open mission. There are many colleagues in the small world who can take care of each other. Safety should not be a problem."

Elder Nie was silent for a while, and sighed softly, "I understand your difficulties, so I won't stop you, but you must pay attention to safety."

"Although it is a gold-level mission, it is normal to say that there is no danger of life, but there are no absolutes in the world. Even if it is a cyan-level mission, people will die."

Zhao Lin stood up and saluted, "Thank you, elder! Please rest assured, elder, the disciples will definitely come back in full."

Elder Nie waved his hand, "Do you have a spirit stone on you? Buy a Hongyan Talisman and bring it with you before entering the Yinfeng Realm. If you don't have one, I'll lend it to you first."

Zhao Lin said gratefully: "I have hundreds of spirit stones here, and I will buy all the necessary items."

Elder Nie knew without thinking that Zhao Lin must have used good deeds. Without saying anything, he took out a token and told him, "Go early and return early. Don't delay your training. Give this to the guards when you leave the county."

"Yes!"

Zhao Lin gave another salute, and left the quiet room backwards.

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It is thousands of miles away from Hanchi County to the Yinfeng Realm, and one must take a spirit boat to go there.

After many inquiries, Zhao Lin has already planned the route: first take the spirit boat in the county, and go to Shangyuan Xianfang in Xiniuzhou.

Then transfer to the spirit boat in Fang City, and go to Qiuyang County, which is the closest to the Yinfeng Realm.

When we arrived at Qiuyang County, there were still a few hundred miles to go. Even if we couldn't find the spirit boat, we could reach it in a day with our legs.

Because the first stop was Fangshi, Zhao Lin decided to buy what he needed there.

Spirit stones are inconvenient to carry, and most of the transactions outside the county are based on spirit coins. Zhao Lin went to the treasury in the county and exchanged 500 yuan of spirit stones for five thousand spirit coins.

One spirit stone can be exchanged for ten one-yuan spirit coins, and the largest denomination spirit coin is worth one hundred yuan, so there is only a small bag of 500 yuan spirit stones for spirit coins.

Back at the residence, Zhao Lin roasted another [-] catties of Lingmi, so that it could be preserved for a long time. With the addition of Bigu Pill, even if he stayed in the Yinfeng Realm for two or three months, he would not have to worry about starvation.

The night before departure, Zhao Lin tossed and turned in bed.

Take out the jade slip, watch the introduction about Yinfeng Realm repeatedly, and keep the important information in mind.

The first time I went out to perform a mission, I was unavoidably apprehensive.

"For this mission, I spent so much money, I hope everything goes well, gather more negative spirit herbs, not to mention earning back the capital, at least don't lose too much..."

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Lin came to the outside of the county early and stood in front of the dock where the spirit boat was docked.

Hanchi County has regular spirit boats to communicate with the outside world, and every ten days or so, a spirit boat will be arranged to go to Shangyuan Xianfang.

Zhao Lin has already greeted the cultivator who is in charge of the spirit boat, and they will travel together on the spirit boat.

After waiting for about two quarters of an hour, a spirit boat slowly sailed out of the county and flew to the dock to stop.

"Junior Brother Zhao, come up."

The cultivator controlling the spirit boat poked his head sideways and waved his hands at Zhao Lin twice.

"Thank you, Brother Cheng."

Zhao Lin thanked him, boarded the spirit boat, and handed Brother Cheng two spirit stones.

When the spirit boat goes out on business, you need to pay a little transportation fee.

"Sit still."

Senior Brother Cheng yelled, and controlled the spirit boat to lift off quickly, heading towards Xiniuzhou.

In addition to Zhao Lin, there were four other monks on the spirit boat. There were many boxes and lock bags piled up in the cabin, which seemed to be the goods being transported.

With nothing else to do, Zhao Lin chatted with the four of them.

Through the conversation, I learned that Hanchi County has a shop in Shangyuan Xianfang, which specializes in selling elixir, spiritual tea, and spiritual honey produced in the county.

The trip of the spirit boat is to deliver goods, and the four monks are all staff in the shop.

Why don't so many goods be packed in Qiankun bags?
Although Qiankun bags are precious and scarce, such a large county can't even get a Qiankun bag, right?
When Zhao Lin asked this question, the senior monk in charge laughed and explained the reason.

It turned out that it wasn't that the Qiankun bag couldn't be obtained in the county, but because it wasn't very useful.

The Qiankun bag is made of Mengkong animal skin, and the inner space cannot exceed the size of the Mengkong beast itself at most, and there will be wear and tear during the refining process.

A first-class Qiankun bag can only hold items of a few stones at most.

The kind of universe bag that can easily hold a large ship only exists in legends.

"By the way, what are you going to do in Shangyuan Xianfang?"

After answering Zhao Lin's question, the old monk continued to ask.

Zhao Lin didn't hide anything, and told the truth about what he was going to do.

Several monks were surprised.

"It's amazing! The disciples of Lingdao Academy went out to do missions in the second year." (End of this chapter)