Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 6
Ten days passed in a flash, and Zhao Lin's body was developing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The first is the height, which has jumped up by nearly three centimeters. The speed makes him a little uncomfortable, and he occasionally bumps into things accidentally when walking.

The body is also much stronger, especially in the main body parts such as the waist, abdomen, chest, back, and neck. The muscles are stacked and sharpened, and they are no longer as thin as before.

He often suffers from cramps when he sleeps, and even wakes up in the middle of the night with pain. Zhao Lin knows that this is caused by his body's rapid growth and calcium deficiency.

A large amount of meat, egg and milk must be supplemented.

He is relatively frugal with money, but he is willing to spend a little more on food.

Every time after eating, the spirit animal figure will absorb the vitality in the food and release heat to promote the evolution of the body.

"Good physical fitness should be of great benefit to practicing martial arts."

Knowing that martial arts existed in this world, Zhao Lin also moved his mind on this aspect.

As a time traveler, who doesn't have the dream of martial arts and immortality?

Especially in this place where the legal system is not perfect and everyone relies on strength to speak, martial arts is the capital of their lives.

There are still eight empty grids in the spirit beast map, and Zhao Lin has no plans to absorb new beast spirits for the time being.

For one thing, his current knowledge is limited, and the choice he made may not be correct.

If an inappropriate beast spirit is absorbed, a grid is wasted.

Secondly, he was worried that the two spirits might exceed the burden of his body, and instead he would not be as good as the current specialization power.

……

"Excuse me, is this the Liuhe compound?"

In Xicheng, Qinghe County, a plainly dressed young man carried a pig on his shoulders and stood in front of the gate of a house, grabbing a copper ring to close the doorway.

The young man is Zhao Lin. In order to make money as soon as possible, he only picks up heavy cargo and long-distance tasks.

Because he was practical and didn't like to care about things, he quickly won the trust of Mr. Bang, and he no longer sent people to watch him, and he could deliver the goods alone.

"What's the matter?" The door opened, and a yellow-faced young man came out.

"It's written on the form that the goods will be delivered to Liuhe Compound on Qingchun Street. Is it your place?"

Zhao Lin took out a bill from his arms and handed it over.

The yellow-faced youth took a look at it, nodded and said, "It's here, let's put it in the yard."

Zhao Lin walked in carrying the pig and looked around curiously.

"Huhahe..."

Winter has not yet passed, a dozen young people wearing only thin wrestling clothes, some even shirtless, striding in the yard, lifting stone locks, trying to build up their strength.

These are nothing, the previous warriors also practiced like this, but when Zhao Lin looked at the men with black belts around their waists to the east, his eyes lit up.

Some of them put their palms into the hot and smoking iron sand and rubbed them, and some beat their whole bodies with a hammer the size of a melon...

Two other people were practicing boxing and kicking, punching to the flesh, and the strong wind howling, Zhao Lin felt a little difficult to breathe when passing by.

Seeing is believing, this is definitely true kung fu!
"Excuse me, how much is the tuition fee for practicing martial arts here?"

Zhao Lin put down the pig, wiped the sweat from his brow and asked.

The yellow-faced young man saw that he was doing this kind of hard work at a young age, not only did he not despise him, but instead gave him a high-level look, and said in a gentle tone: "Our Liuhemen accepts apprentices more strictly, and it depends on aptitude."

"They are apprentices, and they pay two taels of silver every month, and pay for three months at a time."

Zhao Lin gasped, surprised by this number.

Six thousand coins!

He felt that the phrase "poor, rich and powerful" needs to be changed, and the rich and powerful are about the same.

"Why, do you want to learn?"

The yellow-faced youth asked with a smile.

Zhao Lin said calmly, "I want to learn."

The yellow-faced youth nodded and said, "You have a good frame, so your aptitude should be fine."

Then I stopped talking.

Zhao Lin thanked him, walked out of the courtyard, and exhaled lightly.

Such high tuition fees are daunting.

At noon, Zhao Lin was sitting on the embankment, watching the boats moored on the shore, and slowly eating two buns in his hand.

Life is getting better little by little, the survival crisis I faced at the beginning was resolved, and I got my wish to eat steamed stuffed buns.

The next step is to take out my elder brother so that the whole family will have enough food and clothing. After a year or two, when I have saved enough money, I will find a place to learn martial arts...

"Brother Zhao, rest!"

Zhao Lin came back to his senses, looked up and saw Zhou Paotou walking over.

"It's okay, I'm in a daze."

"Come on, go to a restaurant and have a drink."

It is not easy for Li Fu to earn money, and most of them would like to spend a penny in half, but Zhou Paotou spends all his money in the Wu Zang Temple.

But his elder brother is single, and the whole family is not hungry, and no one says anything.

"Brother Pao, find someone else, I just ate."

Zhao Lin politely refused, thinking that if he had the time, it would be better to take more orders, and he had to find a chance to invite others to dinner.

Zhou Paotou knelt down and lowered his voice: "Brother, save yourself, I have something to tell you."

Seeing that he was serious, Zhao Lin was slightly taken aback, not knowing why he was looking for him.

But it was too much to say no, so he followed him into a restaurant by the side of the road, and sat down in a quiet corner.

"Brother, we have known each other for a long time, don't you wonder what happened to the scar on my face?"

Zhou Paotou ordered a pot of wine, a plate of pork head meat, and a plate of peanuts. When the wine and dishes were served, he took a sip of the wine and asked Zhao Lindao with a smile.

Zhao Lin moved his chopsticks and stopped eating. Hearing this, he said, "As the saying goes, you don't expose scars. If you don't mention it, I won't ask."

"It's nothing to say, it was licked by Xiong Wei." Zhou Pao said while stroking the scar with his hands.

"Is Xiong Wei a bear?"

"Yes, but Xiong Wei is different from ordinary black blind people. He can walk upright on two legs and is more ferocious. The common name is human bear."

Zhou Paotou took up his wine glass and drank it down.

Zhao Lin didn't speak, and helped him fill up the wine.

Only Zhou Paotou continued: "My family's ancestors have been hunters for generations. I have been hunting in the mountains with my father since I was ten years old. When I was 17 years old, my father and I accidentally entered the Mahun circle."

"You know what the Mahun circle is, right?"

"I don't know." Zhao Lin shook his head.

Zhou Paotou explained to him: "Everywhere in the deep mountains and old forests is exactly the same, and there is nothing to compare the direction. It is easy to get lost when you go to an unfamiliar place. We Orion call this the Mahun circle."

"But my father is an old hunter. He told me to just observe the growth direction of the trees. The side facing the sun has dense leaves, and the direction is south, and the side with sparse leaves is north."

"We found the right direction and walked out of the mountain, but we didn't expect to break into the territory of a bear. According to common sense, bears are actually afraid of people, and they usually hide when they see people."

"But Xiong Wei is different. When he sees us, he immediately rushes over."

"My father and I ran away desperately, but we couldn't run away from it at all. Seeing that we couldn't escape, my father pushed me hard and shouted for me to pretend to be dead. I was slapped off my spine by the palm of the bear..."

Zhao Lin said sympathetically, "Your father saved your life."

"Yes."

Zhou Paotou pointed to the scar on his left cheek, and said, "I lay on the ground and pretended to be dead. That bear didn't know if I was really dead or fake, so it came up and licked my face."

"At that time, I felt that a steel brush was brushing my face, and the pain was piercing, but in order to survive, I gritted my teeth and held back, and my face became what it is now."

Zhao Lin couldn't help being awed, he said he was a ruthless person, and he could bear it all, but after thinking about it, why was he telling himself this story?
Zhou Pao picked up the wine cup, raised his head and drank it down, with deep-rooted hatred in his eyes, and said word by word: "This bear killed my father, and made me human, ghost or ghost, I will kill it." It takes revenge!"

(End of this chapter)