Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 37 Iron Spiny Lizard

Zhu Huaishan smiled slightly, and explained: "Does martial arts practice mean breaking through the realm, or improving actual combat ability?"

Afraid that Zhao Lin might not understand, he gave two examples: "For example, there is a martial artist who only cares about the realm of martial arts. He concentrates on training skin, bones, and tendons, and then breaks through to the state of Qi. He only spends little time and energy practicing. Fist weapons."

"And the other person only spends half a day to improve his realm every day, and the rest of the time is used to practice various actual combat skills."

"Who do you think is right?"

Zhao Lin thought to himself, is this a test for himself? Why does it feel a bit like the difference between right and wrong between Qi Zong and Jian Zong?

Thinking along this line of thought, in fact, Jianzong also needs to practice Qi, and Qizong also needs to practice sword, but the emphasis is different.

Zhao Lin pondered for a while, and said: "Actually, this disciple thinks that this is not a matter of having both the fish and the bear's paw. Realm combat requires both hands to be grasped, and both hands to be hard."

"Well said." Zhu Huaishan had a smile on his face, obviously very satisfied with Zhao Lin's answer.

"I told your big brother Gao Yuan that I will leave you a serving of Qi-yi soup every night from now on."

"This kind of decoction can't speed up your cultivation speed in the strength realm, but it can help you lay a solid foundation, and it will help you when you break through to the Qi realm."

"Thank you door master."

Zhao Lin thanked him repeatedly, knowing that the sect master was deliberately cultivating him.

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The mountains are high, the forests are dense, and the trees are full of shade.

Zhao Lin stepped on the soft grass, as light as a civet cat, barely making any sound.

He didn't stop suddenly until he stepped on a dead branch with a "snap", startling a bird in the tree, and looked around vigilantly.

This place is very close to the hinterland of Mt. Baitou. Although there are no large alien beasts, there are occasional small and medium-sized alien beasts that come out to look for food.

In addition to practicing martial arts, Zhao Lin's favorite thing to do when he is resting is hunting in the mountains. Not only can he eat free animal meat, but he can also supplement his family expenses.

Since absorbing the spirit of the black horned antelope, the second grid has continuously released white mist to transform his body.

Explosive growth is one aspect, and flexibility is getting better and better.

For example, he has never practiced leg presses, but now he can easily do a split, and he can even do some difficult movements of those ballerinas in his previous life.

He is very good at hunting now, because he has a speed that surpasses most wild animals, and he does not need any auxiliary tools for hunting. He can directly catch up with the prey and kill him with a stick.

In order to avoid the bandits he might encounter, Zhao Lin deliberately entered the deep mountain from the other side of Baitou Mountain.

Tweet…

A burst of rapid birdsong attracted Zhao Lin's attention.

It is reasonable to say that birds will fly away immediately when they encounter danger. There are generally two possibilities for making this sound: warning their companions, or screaming in panic.

Zhao Lin looked for the sound and walked slowly, and saw a seven-foot-long, blue-gray lizard climbing up a big tree.

Looking up along the lizard's head, there is a bird's nest above it, and a bird with beautiful plumage is hovering around the nest.

The color of the lizard is exactly the same as that of the tree trunk, and it is impossible to find it without careful identification.

"Iron Spiny Lizard!"

Zhao Lin's eyelids twitched, and he remembered the strange beast mentioned by Zhou Paotou.

Ever since he knew that there were alien beasts in this world, Zhao Lin spent a lot of time collecting and consulting relevant people, but everyone had different opinions.

Some say that alien beasts are born, while others say that they are hybrids of different creatures.

For example, the barbed lizard in front of me is said to be a hybrid beast of a monster lizard and a crocodile. It has the color-changing function of a lizard, its teeth are highly poisonous, and its skin is as hard as a crocodile.

The barbed lizard was obviously rushing to the bird's nest, spitting out a long letter, and greedy saliva trickled down its mouth.

Without hesitation, Zhao Lin quietly approached the tree and took out an ax from his waist.

Although the barbed lizard is poisonous and has armor, Zhao Lin is not afraid of it.

For Zhao Lin, it was a living target.

With speed, you can do whatever you want.

The reason why Zhao Lin wanted to hit the strange beast was because of its flesh, or rather its internal organs.

"The viscera of the alien beast is rich in vitality, but it is inherently evil, and it is extremely difficult for the human body to absorb it."

This is what Yuan Cheng told Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin has always had a question, there are so many strange beasts in Mount Paektu, why don't warriors kill them to eat meat?
According to his idea, alien beasts are stronger than ordinary beasts, and their meat should be very suitable for warriors to eat.

But Yuan Cheng told him that the five viscera heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys of the alien beast are indeed full of vitality, but they are difficult for the human body to absorb. It is not a poison that will kill you, but a kind of evil spirit.

"In general, the vitality obtained from taking the meat of different animals cannot offset the damage to the body, and the harm outweighs the benefit."

"The meat of alien beasts is edible, but it is no different from ordinary beasts."

Yuan Cheng concluded.

Zhao Lin thought about it carefully, and this matter was reasonable.

If warriors could increase their skills by eating the meat of strange beasts, then the strange beasts in this world would have been eaten to extinction long ago.

Just like the prions that prevent humans from cannibalizing themselves, this is also a kind of protection from the law of heaven for alien beasts.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful the alien beast is, it will never be the opponent of the terrifying erect ape.

But Zhao Lin wanted to try it because he had a picture of a spirit beast.

Since the spirit beast map can absorb the vitality in the food, can he filter the poisonous and evil spirits in the meat of different animals?
It was with this purpose that Zhao Lin came to the deep mountains and old forests.

With the blessings of both strength and speed, Zhao Lin is eager to improve his strength quickly, otherwise the benefits brought by the golden finger will be wasted.

The barbed lizard climbed to the top of the bird's nest, swallowed the baby bird one by one in the blink of an eye, then sucked its tongue in satisfaction, and swaggered down from the tree.

Because of falling down, the speed is not fast.

Zhao Lin held up the ax and aimed for a long time. When the barbed lizard was less than five feet away from the ground, the ax dropped his hand and flew towards it whistling.

The barbed lizard felt the danger, and looked back hastily, only to see an ax getting bigger and bigger, striking at the junction of its neck and shoulder.

With a puff, the barbed lizard fell to the ground in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, it let out a long hiss, turned over, swung its four legs and rushed towards Zhao Lin.

This kind of strange beast has a hard body, and after suffering such a heavy blow, with an ax stuck in its neck, spurting blood wildly, it can still attack and attack.

Surprised, Zhao Lin naturally wouldn't confront it head-on, and retreated quickly, running around the big tree.

Although the barbed lizard was ferocious, it was still made of flesh and blood. The slower it chased, the more blood flowed all over the ground, and finally lay motionless on the ground.

Zhao Lin was unmoved, as long as he didn't see the spirit coming out, it was judged as a suspended animation.

It is better to be able to see the spirit of the beast, at least you can know whether the animal is dead or alive, and you will not rush forward and be bitten back.

Seeing the sudden death of the "enemy", the sad bird uttered a cheerful cry.

(End of this chapter)