Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 93
Zhao Lin took the two pages of paper, and saw that the first page was written about the inside story of the bandit organization, and the second page was a picture marking the location of the traps in the valley of Qizhu Mountain.

There are three places where Hu Zi often moves: Qizhu Peak, Laoling Peak and Fuli Valley.

These three places are all in the hinterland of Mount Paektu, guarded by bandits all year round, and the Diamond Mountain Leopard changes its foothold every once in a while.

The two minions only know the general defense map of the Seven Pillars Peak, but these traps are not static. Every time they change their nests, the original marks also change.

Huzi has about two hundred and seventy-eight people. Among the key members, apart from Diamond Mountain Leopard, there are three most powerful members.

The second shopkeeper's surname is Xu Feng, and he is of the third level of aura. He is good at wielding a big iron stick, and he is used to call him a horse stick.

The third treasurer, Yin Hu and Ding Tianliang Wang Mazi, are both at the second level of Qi.

Originally, Zhao Feilong, the cruel pillar, was also considered one, but he died, and Zhanshanbao couldn't find a suitable replacement, so the position was temporarily vacant.

The rest of Tuo Tianliang (Military Advisor), Ma Hao (in charge of horses and livestock), Chief Cui (in charge of logistics), Hanging Line (intel) and so on also have the first and second levels of aura.

Zhao Lin noticed a problem and asked, "Why didn't the cultivation level of the Drilling Mountain Leopard be written?"

Liang Song shook his head and said, "Drilling Mountain Leopard's cultivation has always been a mystery, and even his subordinates don't know. Some say it's at the third level of the Qi state, and some say it has entered the blood level, but it hasn't broken through to the first level of the blood level."

"However, everyone in the bandits knows one thing. The second shopkeeper and the third shopkeeper plus one are not his opponents."

Zhao Lin was puzzled, why did Drilling Mountain Leopard even cover up his cultivation?

But even excluding the Diamond Mountain Leopard, the strength of the bandit backbone is stronger than most martial arts gyms and small sects. In addition, they are good at actual combat, have a large number of people, and have no bottom line in doing things. It is no wonder that they have grown to this day.

The confession also recorded the daily activities of the bandits and some miscellaneous things, which Zhao Lin kept in mind.

Coming out of the cell, both Zhao Lin and Liang Song felt empty in their stomachs, went out for a meal, and when they returned to the police room, Guo Sheng finally appeared.

"Captain Zhao, this is Chu Liu's release order."

Guo Sheng smiled all over his face, and handed over an official document: "I am also a businessman, so please don't blame me if I offend you."

Zhao Lin knew that the Lingshan faction had let go, so Guo Sheng agreed to let him go. He cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Guo, for your help. Although Chu Liu is my senior brother, he made mistakes first, so locking him up for a long time is considered light."

Guo Sheng looked at his words and saw that his expression was serious and did not seem to be fake, so he smiled and said: "Brother Zhao said so, I am relieved."

The two chatted for a few more words, and Guo Sheng said goodbye and left.

Looking at the release order in his hand, Zhao Lin decided to let Chu Liu stay in the cell for a while, squinted his eyes, and leaned on the chair to catch up on sleep.

When it was almost time for the break, He Qingquan woke up Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin immediately arrested He Qingquan and sent him to exile Chu. He really didn't want to deal with this fifth senior brother.

He Qingquan left with the release order and came back after a while.

Seeing that his expression was not very good, Zhao Lin asked, "Old He, how is it? What did he say?"

The corner of He Qingquan's mouth twitched, "I didn't say anything."

"Not even a word of thanks?"

"Not really."

……

In the evening, Zhao Lin came out of Liuhemen, and unexpectedly found Liang Song standing outside the door waiting for him, his face was full of red, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"What's the matter, Brother Liang?"

Liang Song excitedly said: "Do you want to kill Beard again tonight?"

Zhao Lin was taken aback, "Go again?"

"Correct!"

Liang Song snapped his fingers and said, "Yesterday we killed four, captured two, and lost six beards in one fell swoop. There are only over 200 of them in total, how many times can we stand this kind of trouble?"

"The truth...is such a truth."

Zhao Lin said in a long voice, and then changed the topic, "Let me ask you a question, if you were the Diamond Mountain Leopard, what would you do today?"

Liang Song thought about it seriously, and the smile on his face gradually faded, "I will...send a few powerful men to pretend to be minions to watch outside, and as soon as we show up, we will come and catch the turtle."

"Or dig a hole in front of the mountain and bury a bunch of animal traps..."

Having said that, Liang Song patted himself on the cheek, "Oh, I made things simple."

Zhao Lin nodded and said, "That's right, Huzi must be ready for battle now, let's let them hang out for a few days before we talk about it."

……

Time flies like water, and it is mid-November in a blink of an eye.

During the past half a month, Zhao Lin and Liang Song were active around Qizhu Peak, Laoling Peak and Fuli Valley from time to time.

When they encountered bandits with few people and left alone, they attacked and killed them directly, and when they encountered large groups of people, they avoided them. In just ten days, the two of them lost another twenty bearded lives.

However, Diamond Mountain Leopard has become more and more careful after suffering a loss.

Not only did he restrain his subordinates, and did not give them the opportunity to ambush, but sometimes he even set up suspicious formations, using minions with low force as bait.

The last time the two were led into a mountain urn, if it wasn't for Zhao Lin's fast legs, they would have almost been stuck in it.

Since then, the two stopped going out for adventures, concentrated on practicing martial arts, and seized the time to improve their strength.

Liuhemen, the front yard.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhao, for your guidance."

Wu Dun and Wang Xiu bowed to Zhao Lin at the same time.

The two are newcomers who have just joined Liuhemen, and they were originally under the supervision of the sixth senior brother Qian Chengfei.

But recently, Qian Chengfei was in the critical stage of breaking through to the first level of the Qi state, and he rarely had time to come to the front yard, so the two followed other disciples to practice martial arts.

Because of the similar age, and Zhao Lin's easy-going personality, he didn't put on airs, so the two asked him for advice on martial arts when they had nothing to do.

"It's not about advice, it's just a little bit of experience."

Zhao Lin waved his hand casually and walked to the long table on the sidelines.

He picked up the kettle and poured himself a large bowl of water, then took out a wax pill from his bosom, and drank it with the water.

After exercising for a while, after the potency of the medicine dissipated, Zhao Lin concentrated on hitting Liuhe Fist.

This is his daily homework, which is the so-called inseparable song and fist.

Halfway through the punch, Zhao Lin suddenly felt something was wrong.

When punching and kicking, the diaphragm between the chest and abdomen trembled faintly, and the large tendons in the torso and limbs twitched slightly, making a sound like a bowstring.

The voice was not loud, but to Zhao Lin's ears, it was as good as Hong Zhong Da Lu!

"This is... I'm going to break through and train my tendons!"

The sound of muscles and bones is a sign of the third and second levels of strength.

Zhao Lin has experience in bone training, so this time the feeling is particularly clear.

"Soon is a good thing, but too fast, isn't it?"

This kind of cultivation speed... even Zhao Lin was surprised.

He originally estimated that the breakthrough time would be around the end of this year or early next year, but after absorbing the leopard's spirit, the reconstruction of the fascia and tendons by the spirit beast map has been significantly accelerated.

How to do?
Zhao Lin stopped, not daring to continue practicing, otherwise the sound of tendons would become louder and louder, and others would be able to hear it.

The master once told him, don't let outsiders know when you are practicing tendons, and you must find a place where there is no one.

(End of this chapter)