The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 222: Swallowing gold to cultivate, letting him take it, suspicion and greed arise

In the air, Shi Gong, who was hiding his body and looking at Qin Zhiming below, frowned.

“The technique this kid originally practiced was no weaker than the Heavenly Technique, and it had already reached perfection.

A heavenly level martial art requires several times the vitality required by an ordinary warrior in order to increase the physical strength and internal energy to the limit and completely consolidate the realm.

To perfect the Tiandeng technique, one needs ten times more vitality.

This is also the main reason why warriors with perfect skills are stronger than other warriors of the same level.

He possesses three supreme skills, especially the skill of swallowing infinite treasures.

No one in the temple has ever practiced the marrow or bone realm, but he has practiced this technique to perfection.

This technique not only enhances one's overall strength, but also breaks through the practitioner's original limits and stores vital energy.

The stored vitality can be used for daily training as well as for healing.

Moreover, the storage limit depends on the warrior's physique.

The stronger your physique, the more vitality you can store.

Do you think he is physically strong?"

Tugong thought without hesitation:

"Now at most I am better than some of the weaker Class A disciples, but in the future I am afraid..."

“I’m afraid I can surpass most of the Tiandeng disciples.

Moreover, the god-casting method he practiced also required a large amount of vitality.

I said all this not to stop him.

I just want to say that if you think he has not violated the rules of Taoism, then let him eat it.

No matter how much he eats, don't stop him.

Otherwise, after a while, if you find that he eats too much, you can stop him.

What would you think if it were you? "

“I would blame Guanli, if you didn’t want to in the beginning, why didn’t you say it?

He had to wait until my cultivation was making good progress before trying to stop me.

Want to train me, but don't want to pay too much, it's just hypocritical. "

Tugong understood what Shigong meant.

Qin Zhiming is a disciple of Wuji Temple and a top-level disciple.

According to his current performance, it would be easy for him to pass the trials of all sects and become an inner disciple.

After the inner disciples are the immortals, who are just like them.

Because of this little thing, a thorn was planted in Qin Zhiming's heart, which was not worth it.

Soon, Tree Master, who got the news, came to the two of them.

He has already learned about the current situation through the minds of the two.

He stared at Qin Zhiming who was admiring the moon below:

“We have two choices, either we show up now to stop it and compensate him.

Either ignore it and let him eat gold and jade.

My choice is the second one.

This kid found something suitable for cultivation that can replace elixirs without violating Taoist rules.

That’s his thing, that’s what makes him unique.”

"Is this fair to other outer disciples?"

"How is it unfair? Did we stop them from practicing the Infinite Treasure Devouring Technique?
If they have the ability, they can also learn from Qin Zhiming to swallow gold and jade.

Fair? Is it fair to divide disciples based on their qualifications?

Even in Wuji Temple, the resources for cultivation are limited.

To the extent that, we will allocate resources by dividing disciples.

The more likely a disciple is to become an immortal, the more resources he or she will receive."

"There is no absolute fairness between this world and the outside world."

After the three of them discussed it, they unanimously decided to ignore Qin Zhiming who was swallowing gold below.

At this moment, Qin Zhiming, who knew nothing, was sprinkling salt on the golden bowl to make it taste better.

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Dragon Tiger Dojo.

Guo Mingrui and many of his disciples looked around.

The immortals had already left, and the temple was empty except for them.

"Brother Guo, something is wrong.

Is it because someone in the lecture hall or the martial arts hall is talking too much?"

Xue Hong's eyes flashed with ferocity.

“No, the various halls of Longhu Ridge do not get involved in the affairs of the disciples.

I think maybe that Tiandeng disciple doesn’t care about the Dragon Tiger Society.”

"Is there such a person?"

"Why not? If you were born in an immortal family and were taught by immortals since childhood, you wouldn't care about the Dragon Tiger Society.

Go back and continue to watch the halls."

Xue Hong was a little hesitant, as the immortal families were also divided into high and low levels.

Guo Mingrui meant that the new Tiandeng disciple might have a distinguished background.

What if their treatment was taken away and they were held accountable by the family behind him afterwards? Could they afford it?
"Are you scared? Sikong Wan's family is not weak either.

Why weren't you afraid when you attacked me?"

Xue Hong touched the back of his head:
"I was forced to do that. I couldn't practice without the elixir, so I was anxious." "Were you anxious then? You're not anxious now?

Don’t be afraid, as long as the Taoist rules allow it, the Wuji Temple will allow it.

If we do something that Wuji Temple allows and get in trouble, then we are causing trouble for Wuji Temple.

Among the immortal sects, who dares to cause trouble to Wuji Temple?

Not to mention, the aristocratic families that depend on the immortal gate.

I'm leaving first. Remember to tell the brothers to come to Yunya Pavilion to receive the pills tomorrow."

Not far away, behind a big tree that was as thick as several people’s arms.

Sikong Wan withdrew his gaze and leaned against a big tree.

Based on the current situation, my guess is correct.

There was a new disciple of Tiandeng who was targeted by that group of people.

If no one reminded him, he would most likely be tricked into the competition arena like himself before.

What to do? Remind him?
Thinking about his recent experiences, Sikong Wan decided to give it a try.

The mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole follows behind.

If she doesn't change the current situation, her cultivation will continue to stagnate.

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Several days passed, and it was early morning.

Qin Zhiming was a little dazed when he saw the golden table that Chongxiong carried back.

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect that there was actually a golden table in the hall.

He picked up the table that Heavy Bear had put down and weighed it.

Who would use fifty pounds of gold to make a table?

It must be a miscellaneous hall, specially prepared for me.

Qin Zhiming smiled silently as he stroked the golden table.

I thought that the temple would send someone to stop me or give me compensation after some time.

Unexpectedly, it actually used a table to tell itself.

Eat whatever you want, it doesn’t matter.

It seems that I have underestimated Wuji Temple.

In this case, I must perform well in the trials of all sects.

So as to avoid making Guanli feel that he is not worthy of eating so much.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Qin Zhiming moved the golden table back to Sui Shi Building.

Then, he contacted Wu Tang.

Spear, stick, halberd, sword, whip, mace, axe, hammer, dagger...

In recent days, he has almost mastered both long and short weapons.

Next, it is the turn of long-range weapons such as bows, spears and hidden weapons.

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Wutang.

Xue Hong yawned and watched a martial artist riding a wolf leave.

After a while, a disciple appeared beside him.

"Brother Xue, I have asked other disciples.

The martial artist who rode away on a wolf specialized in the use of hidden weapons."

Xue Hong took out a pill and threw it to the disciple.

The disciple took the pill and left quickly.

“Something’s wrong, why does he always look for some martial artists who practice weapons?
Logically speaking, there should have been someone who taught him how to use weapons since he was a child?

Are you interested in a martial artist? There are both men and women, but the possibility is very small.

Why do I feel that this guy is not from a noble family, but more like someone from a small place? "

Xue Hong, who was trying to organize his thoughts by muttering to himself, was interrupted by the sound of footsteps behind him.

"Brother Xue, there have been heavy bears carrying gold-cast objects in the miscellaneous hall recently."

"for example?"

"Bowls and chopsticks, table."

Xue Hong, who once again used elixirs to send his disciples away, felt more and more that his guess was right.

That Tiandeng disciple was not from a noble family, but from a small place.

So, he wanted to find someone to teach him how to use weapons.

As for gold, it was probably something he had never owned.

Therefore, he uses gold to satisfy his superficial desires.

A disciple from a small place who is in the Bone Training Realm and has no experience.

How strong can he be? He is definitely not as strong as me who is in the marrow training stage.

He took the lead and went onto the fighting stage with the disciple before Guo Mingrui knew about it.

Exclusive and unparalleled treatment!

Thinking of this, Xue Hong licked his lips and left the martial arts hall.

(End of this chapter)