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

Chapter 225: The days in the cultivation place are like years, and the disciples of the noble families are different

June 5th.

Under the lush, green canopy of trees that blocks out the sun.

There are more rustling sounds.

The grass, which was as tall as a person, slowly parted, and a giant tiger appeared.

The giant tiger was breathing heavily, its four paws were shaking, and it was carrying a "ball" on its back.

Looking closely, it was not a ball, but a fat and deformed person.

Most of the head and limbs are submerged in the fat, ball-like torso, with only a small part exposed.

Boom!
The fat ball fell to the ground, and a spider web-like crack suddenly spread out on the ground with him as the center.

"Wait for me here."

Qin Zhiming patted the tiger.

Zuohu nodded, stuck out his tongue, gasped, and immediately lay down to rest.

Obviously, it was exhausted.

Qin Zhiming tried hard to raise his head and looked at the cliff that was towering into the clouds not far ahead.

His eyes moved from top to bottom and came to the cave at the bottom of the cliff.

The three caves are several steps apart, with three large characters protruding on them.

Day, year, cave.

Looking inside from the semicircular hole, it was pitch black.

Qin Zhiming, with a bulging belly, came to a table covered with wooden signs about ten steps away from the cave.

"Excuse me, how should this place be used?"

The disciple behind the desk is the one in charge of managing the Rinian Cave.

The special places in Longhuling are often managed by disciples.

This is a good job, with high pay and little work.

As a result, every time the office issued a similar task, many disciples would scramble for it, and some would even go to the competition arena to decide the matter through competition.

"This is the Ri-Nian Cave, which means that every day is like a year.

The time in the cave is different from that in the outside world. One day inside is equivalent to one month in the outside world.

You can decide how long you want to stay inside by selecting these wooden signs.

I want to remind you that the moment you step into the cave, time begins to speed up.

Your body and mind will change as a result.

Whether you can withstand this change or not, you have to stay for the time specified on the wooden sign before you can come out.

I suggest you bring enough pills with you before going in.

Many disciples who have just started practicing do not know the ins and outs of the cave and think that entering the cave can save a lot of time for practice.

The result is that the mind and body are damaged, especially the mind.

In mild cases, it takes several months to recover, and in severe cases, it takes a long time to recover until the disciples leave Wuji Temple after the trials."

"Thanks."

Qin Zhiming examined the wooden tablets engraved with numbers on the table and took out one.

“I choose this one.”

"Six months? Are you sure?"

"determine."

"Give me your mountain tour order."

Qin Zhiming handed the Mountain Tour Order to the disciple.

The disciple took the order and overlapped the wooden plaque with the number "six" engraved on it with the order.

Snapped!
A clear sound.

The mountain tour order is integrated with the wooden sign.

"go in."

"Go in directly? Don't I need to give you the elixir?"

“No need, you are riding a tiger, you are obviously a disciple of Tiandeng.

If a disciple with other qualifications stays in the cave for every day, he must give me four Mingshen Pills or Yongxue Pills.

Besides, apart from the Tiandeng disciples, only some special disciples would enter the Rinian Cave to practice.

Ordinary disciples, including myself, spend a whole month trying to find things to do, but the pills we earn in return are only enough for our practice for that month.

How can there be any extra pills to waste in this place?"

This disciple was quite straightforward and said whatever he wanted to say.

Besides, there was no one else around except the two of them.

So Qin Zhiming decided to take this opportunity to have a chat with him.

Find out from him things that you don't know.

"My fellow disciple, may I ask your name?"

"Zhu Rufeng." "Qin Zhiming."

"Brother Zhu, let me be frank. Since you are not satisfied with the treatment you receive at Longhu Ridge, why do you continue to stay here?"

Zhu Rufeng smiled.

"Dissatisfied? I am not dissatisfied with Longhu Ridge. I just have some complaints because my qualifications are not as good as your Tiandeng disciples.

After all, when people see someone living better than themselves, they will feel more or less dissatisfied.

Brother Qin, you are not from a noble family, right? "

"No, what's wrong? Am I being rude?"

“On the contrary, you are too polite.

Those disciples who come from aristocratic families would not talk so much with disciples like me.

They think it is a waste of time, and even if they chat, they pretend to be equals.

They don't care about me, they only care about the interests I represent.

Unlike you, Brother Qin, although I know that Brother Qin chatted with me to find out information.

But your eyes make me feel very comfortable.

You treated me like a person like yourself, not an object to be thrown away after use."

"Brother Zhu, what are the differences between those disciples from aristocratic families and other disciples?"

“The vast majority of the disciples at Dragon Tiger Ridge have clear goals and strong wills, and don’t care about anything other than increasing their strength.

However, the difference between disciples from aristocratic families and many other disciples is that they know how to practice.

This is something that the vast majority of disciples cannot do.

Take me for example, when I first entered Longhuling, I was very confused.

I wonder whether I should change my technique first? Break through my realm? Or obtain the elixir?

By the time I figured out what I should do, a disciple who entered the sect with me and came from a family with the same strength as me had already far surpassed me."

Zhu Rufeng smiled bitterly.

“I once talked with a disciple from an aristocratic family, and I found that someone had taught him martial arts since he was young, and selected a method suitable for him.

When I was old enough to join a martial arts school, they were not only proficient in boxing and weapons, but also had some knowledge of the "martial arts".

Over time, he no longer needed anyone's guidance and knew what he needed most in his current cultivation."

"Then don't they need the guidance of the immortals?"

"How is that possible? As long as they are not from a prestigious family, disciples from ordinary families also need guidance from immortals.

The immortal can detect problems that you are not aware of and can give you the most suitable solution to the problem.

Even disciples from aristocratic families who know what they need will encounter problems.

For example, the speed of cultivation suddenly slows down or the mind becomes uneasy, etc. "

"understood."

Qin Zhiming seemed to be thinking about something.

The performance of the disciples from the aristocratic families was pretty much as he had expected.

At this moment, he forced a smile through his fat face.

Looking at the four pills Qin Zhiming handed over, Zhu Rufeng did not refuse and reached out to take them.

He gave Qin Zhiming information, and Qin Zhiming gave him the elixir, which was only natural.

"Brother Zhu, do you want to earn some more pills?"

"Who wouldn't?"

Then, looking at Qin Zhiming's back as he walked into the cave, Zhu Rufeng had a strange expression on his face.

The moment I stepped into the cave, the wooden sign hanging around my waist glowed faintly.

Qin Zhiming looked around and found that this cave was no different from an ordinary cave.

After taking a few steps, a cushion appeared.

There was nothing around the futon except the rock wall.

Qin Zhiming sat down on the cushion, closed his eyes, and began to digest the huge amount of vitality he had stored.

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Miscellaneous hall.

Xue Hong, who was watching day and night, stared at the door of the storage room.

In just a few days, Zatang transported out six large golden balls.

That kid, what does he need so many gold balls for?
When will he come out of his residence?

"Brother Xue! Found it."

Instantly, Xue Hong's eyes widened and he turned back suddenly.

(End of this chapter)