Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

The three of them came to the entrance of the cave, and found that there were more than [-] traces left by the chopping of antlers on the wall of the cave, and there were also several places on the ground outside the cave.

Zhao Lin and Wei Shi beat every place with an iron ruler and fists, and it took nearly an hour to deal with everything properly.

"Brother Zhao, it should be fine, shall we go to Zhongyin Mountain now?"

Wei Shi raised his head to observe the nebula, and judged that the time was about Chen, so he suggested.

Zhao Lin slightly waved his hand, "You go first, I'll wait for two more days."

Wei Shi was taken aback, "Why?"

Zhao Lin did not answer and asked instead: "Brother Wei, let me ask you a question: Whether it is the Sheng family or the sect, if you investigate the cause of Sheng Jinlong's disappearance, how will you proceed?"

Wei Shi thought for a while, and replied: "Investigate the monks who performed tasks in Sheng Jinlong's entry into the Yinfeng Realm."

Zhao Lin continued to ask: "How can so many people be investigated? Are they interrogated one by one?"

Wei Shi pursed his lips and thought for a while, then tentatively asked, "See if there are any enemies?"

Zhao Lin nodded, "That's right, it's this way of thinking, motivation is the key. Sheng Jinlong has offended many people, and it is inevitable that they will meet in the small world, and there may be conflicts."

"So the first step in the investigation is to screen and find out all the monks who have had a feud with him."

"Or there was no grievance or hatred at first, but they became enemies during the mission, such as discovering Yinfengcao or Xingshaocao at the same time, and then a dispute arose."

At this point, he paused and continued: "The second thing is strength. Sheng Jinlong's cultivation is at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and his magic weapons and talismans are all top-grade. It would be difficult for ordinary monks to kill him."

"So the second screening basis is to judge from the realm of the monk's cultivation."

Wei Shi's face lit up with joy, "Then aren't we safe?"

Zhao Lin shook his head lightly, "Not necessarily! If the previous two rounds of screenings fail, the suspects will expand further."

"Don't forget, Sheng Jinlong once asked us to do coolies for him on the spirit boat, but we didn't agree."

"When he arrived at Zhongyin Mountain, he tried to use the seal of the gods to mark us, but he didn't succeed either. Others saw it."

Wei Shi frowned: "He is the one causing trouble for us, not us."

Zhao Lin smiled, "It's useless, our suspicion is greater than others. What if we held a grudge at the time and waited for an opportunity to retaliate in the small world?"

"However, we have a very strong reason to rule out the suspicion: it is that the realm is low, the strength is weak, it is impossible to be his opponent, and it is impossible to kill him!"

"If I ran to tell others that I killed Sheng Jinlong, would they believe it?"

Wei Shi shook his head, "I don't believe it."

"What if the two of us work together?"

"This... I still don't believe it, but the possibility is much greater."

After Wei Shi finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, "Brother Zhao, let's go out separately and pretend that we are not together all the time, so we can get rid of the suspicion!"

Zhao Lin smiled and said, "That's the truth. If someone asks about this, how would you answer it?"

Wei Shi said bluntly: "It's just one sentence, I don't know, I haven't seen it before."

Zhao Lin nodded, and told Wei Shi some techniques for dealing with cross-examination, and finally said: "Cultivate well, and when the strength reaches a certain level, even if the Sheng family finds out, they won't be able to do anything to us."

Wei Shi bowed solemnly, "Brother Zhao, we will meet later."

After speaking, he glanced at Li Yuanyou.

Zhao Lin understood, and said with a smile: "Leave the matter of Li Daoyou to me, and brother Wei can just go out and understand the task."

"Brother Zhao, please..."

"Be careful on the road, see you later."

Wei Shi identified the direction and walked towards Zhongyin Mountain.

Li Yuanyou originally thought that the two of them were going to leave, but he didn't expect Zhao Lin to stay, so he was naturally happy to have someone to accompany him.

Back in the innermost cave, Zhao Lin suddenly realized that he forgot one thing.

There are three ways to absorb spells in the spiritual map. One is to absorb the soul, the other is to trace the spells during life from the bones, and the third is to capture them at close range.

When I killed Sheng Jinlong just now, I forgot about this and even burned the body.

Qi-refining ninth-level monks must know a lot of spells.

But then I thought about it, judging from Sheng Jinlong's performance, he should have the spiritual roots of metal and wood, which have no intersection with him.

"Forget it, be careful next time. Besides, if he really masters the master-level spell, I won't be able to kill him."

Zhao Lin felt relieved very quickly, took a Sanyang Pill, took out the Lingshi to practice exercises, and at the same time deliberated whether there were any omissions in the handling of the matter.

After thinking about it, I think it's not a big problem.

After all the people were burned to ashes, even if the magic weapon and inner armor were disposed of, no matter how capable the Sheng family was, it would be difficult to find out that it was done by them.

But when it comes to talking about a thousand things, strength is the last word.

If he cultivated to the Purple Mansion Realm, even if the Sheng family knew the truth, they would have nothing to do with it. If they became golden elixir, it would be the Sheng family's turn to worry.

Looking back on the implementation of the sect mission this time, it can be described as twists and turns.

First I met a bandit cultivator, then I met ghosts and ghost cultivators when I entered the small world, and then Sheng Jinlong at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

As long as one catastrophe cannot pass, life will not be saved.

But correspondingly, the harvest is really rich.

Catch the bandits and get 500 yuan of spirit stones and [-] good deeds as a reward, and at the same time seize some spirit stones, spirit rice, and talisman pills.

Entering the Yinfeng Realm to perform tasks, picked a lot of Yinfeng grass and Xingshao grass, and also practiced a water control technique, and got a piece of Wuyang iron.

Lingshi good deeds double harvest!
"Sure enough, wealth and wealth are sought in danger."

Zhao Lin sighed secretly, and suddenly felt something strange in his body, and his spiritual orifice seemed to be loose, so he quickly calmed down and started practicing his skills.

After about a cup of tea, there was a soft sound from the "Qimen" point between the chest and abdomen - a spiritual orifice was opened!
"Surprisingly...this is okay?"

Zhao Lin was greatly surprised. The aura in the Yinfeng Realm was scarce, and the aura was thick. In addition, it was difficult to calm down and practice these few days. Unexpectedly, he opened a spiritual aperture instead, which was faster than the cultivation speed in the Lingdao Academy.

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Lin came to a conclusion: Cultivation is not only the cultivation of skills and spells, but also the cultivation of body and mind. It is necessary to constantly cope with the pressure of the outside world in order to grow.

Especially as a martial artist, he needs to fight and confront. This is similar to martial arts. Working behind closed doors will only lead to a dead end.

After figuring this out, Zhao Lin felt relieved, and the path of cultivation became clearer.

Two days passed quickly, and on the third day, Zhao Lin left the cave.

"Cultivator Zhao..."

Before parting, Li Yuan hesitated to speak.

Zhao Lin understood his thoughts and said with relief: "I will report this matter to the Zongmen when I go out, and then I will go to Sanshan County to inform your family."

"Don't worry Li Daoyou, the sect will definitely reward you for finding out the disappearance case 20 years ago. I won't hide it or not report it."

Li Yuanyou heard what he said was reasonable, and felt much more at ease, saying, "Thank you very much."

Zhao Lin then asked again: "Can you think of your family now?"

Li Yuanyou said sadly: "Still not."

"It's okay, I should be able to remember when we meet."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news, take care." Li Yuanyou stretched out two tentacles in a cupped hand gesture.

"Take care of yourself!"

Zhao Lin left the cave, instead of going to Zhongyin Mountain, he went to the west of Yinfeng Realm.

According to the description of the mission, the western part of the Yinfeng Realm is low-lying and densely covered with water networks. It is a country of water.

According to previous experience, there are few spiritual herbs here, so monks seldom come here.

Zhao Lin was very cautious along the way, avoiding the monks and dodging monsters when he encountered them. He only encountered a few ghosts that were not born with wisdom, and dismissed them casually.

After walking for half a day, we walked into a beach.

There is a rotten mud pond in the beach, with a radius of several tens of feet, exuding a rancid smell, and many moss and calamus growing around it.

Zhao Lin found a stone and threw it over. The stone quickly sank to the bottom, produced a few bubbles, and quickly returned to its original shape.

"It's here."

Zhao Lin took out Sheng Jinlong's inner armor and antler blade from his pocket.

Both of these things are very valuable, and their market value is only higher than that of Wuyang Iron.

But it is engraved with the Sheng family's emblem, and it may even be imprinted with a secret mark, so it must not be kept on the body, and it cannot be taken out of the small world.

With two "dong dong", Zhao Lin threw the inner armor and antler blade into the mud pond, and watched them sink.

No matter how capable the Sheng family is, it will take a lot of time to find these two things.

……

At three o'clock in the unitary hour, Zhao Lin rushed to Zhongyin Mountain.

The Jie Shuo boat had already stopped on the top of the mountain, and there were more than a dozen monks on the boat who had finished their tasks and were about to return to the outside world.

When the monks saw Zhao Lin, they all showed disapproval on their faces. They were probably thinking in their hearts: The low-level monks on the third level of Qi Refining are also here to join in the fun.

Zhao Lin didn't take it to heart. Cultivation represents the status of a monk, and it's human nature to praise the high and trample the low.

The monk in red who was driving the boat was the one who sent Zhao Lin in that day. He recognized him and asked casually: "Fellow Taoist, did that guy give you any trouble?"

Zhao Lin knew that the other party was referring to Sheng Jinlong, so he deliberately smiled bitterly, "I haven't met him. I can't afford to mess with him, can I still hide?"

The red monk smiled and said "Yes", "Then you are lucky, go out and leave early."

Zhao Lin quickly thanked him, thinking in his heart: "Cultivators usually don't stay in the small world for more than a month. After another 20 days, someone must realize that something went wrong, and then Yinfeng Valley will be full of excitement."

Not long after, the Jie Shuo boat rose, carrying a group of people through the barrier of the small world to the Valley of Yin Wind.

After leaving the valley, Zhao Lin was hit by the dazzling sunlight and narrowed his eyes slightly.

I haven't seen the sun for many days, and I feel warm all over my body, giving me a feeling of returning to the world.

The other monks behaved similarly to Zhao Lin, and some even burst into laughter.

Everyone transferred to the spirit boat and soon arrived at the boat station outside Qiuyang County.

Entering the Yinfeng Realm to pick spirit grass is a task at the state level. In principle, any county in Xiniu State can turn in the task back.

Zhao Lin didn't want to walk around with so many spirit herbs, so he went straight to Qiuyang County after getting off the boat.

The monk in the same boat also had the same idea as Zhao Lin, and a group of more than 20 people passed through the mountain gate and came to the Hall of Good Merit.

Qiuyang County is not big, but the Hall of Good Merit is not small, because it is adjacent to Yinfeng Valley and Yinfeng Realm, and monks come here every day to return tasks and exchange spirit stones and good deeds.

This is the busiest time.

The Shangong Hall in Qiuyang County has a deacon and three disciples.

The deacon is an old man with gray hair, sitting on a chair, holding a newspaper in one hand and a teacup in the other, looking very leisurely.

The square newspaper is similar to the pond newspaper in the mortal world. It records the recent major events of the sect, military situation, news and rumors, the prices of various cultivation items, and the trend of the outer sect. It contains almost everything.

Three working disciples sat behind the counter, receiving monks who came back and forth to hand in tasks.

Zhao Lin looked at it for a while, and found that most of the spiritual grasses handed in by the monks who performed the task were only a dozen or so, and most of them were Yinfeng grasses without good deeds.

"I took out nearly [-] spirit grasses, won't it be too ostentatious?"

"It's good to show off a little bit, it means that I have been picking spirit grass and have no time to do other things, and Sheng Jinlong's matter is even less suspicious of me."

When I think about it this way, I feel calm in my heart.

The acting disciples counted quickly, and it wasn't long before it was Zhao Lin's turn.

Zhao Lin took out the body stone, and the disciple in charge checked the mission records, and took out a stone box made of a stele stone and put it on the table.

"Put the spiritual herbs in."

The Distele Stone is a kind of stone produced in Yinfeng Valley. It contains the energy of the three yins and can preserve yin spiritual herbs and demonic insects for a long time.

Zhao Lin glanced at the stone box and immediately said, "This one is too small, change it to a bigger one."

The acting disciple was stunned for a moment, said nothing, and took out a larger stone box from under the counter.

"Is this enough?"

Zhao Lin said calmly, "It's still not enough."

The disciple's expression changed, he raised his head to look at Zhao Lin, saw that he was only at the third level of Qi Refining, and sneered, "What a big tone, I want to see how many spirit herbs you have picked!"

He said angrily and took the largest stone box from under the counter.

Zhao Lin still shook his head, "One is not enough, I need two."

The acting disciple said displeasedly: "Aren't you entertaining me?"

The conversation between the two attracted other people's attention, and they all looked over curiously. Some monks who had turned in the task originally wanted to leave, but they all stayed after seeing this.

The deacon, who had been silent the entire time, was reading the newspaper and drinking tea and said, "Give it to him."

The acting disciple glared at Zhao Lin, and had no choice but to move out another large stone box.

The hall became quiet for a while, and even the other two counter disciples stopped working, wanting to see how many spiritual herbs Zhao Lin had picked.

Zhao Lin took off the lock bag, unlocked the restrictions, and dumped it into a stone box.

Xingshaocao fell down in a "swipe", filling most of the stone box in the blink of an eye.

The disciple in charge opened his mouth wide, unable to speak in a daze, the eyes of all the monks on the sidelines were straightened, and there was a sound of astonishment in the hall.

Seeing this, the old man who had been reading the newspaper lost his composure and looked over in surprise, looking Zhao Lin up and down.

After a while, the Xingshao grass was poured out, and Yinfeng grass began to fall, and the stone box was about to be full.

Zhao Lin then changed a stone box, and another large pile of Yinfeng grass fell down.

The monks who came with Zhao Lin looked at each other in confusion, thinking in their hearts: "I'm afraid that the harvest of all of them combined is not as much as that of him alone."

The attitude of the disciple who received Zhao Lin immediately changed, and he sighed: "Oh, there are too many! Slow down, don't spill it."

"Senior Brother Hu, Junior Brother Qian, come and help us count together."

The spirit grass must be counted as soon as possible, otherwise the exposure time will affect the quality of the spirit grass. (end of this chapter)