Practice starts with skill points.

Chapter 153 Sixth Level of Tongmai
"Dad, Dad, come out quickly, Dalin has killed a fox bear."

The little tiger was screaming and yelling around the fox bear's corpse, and the little pig had already run into the room with his short legs, shouting loudly.

Uncle Yutou, upon hearing the sound, also walked out of the room. He was extremely surprised to see the huge corpse of the fox bear, especially when he saw that there was only a wound on the head, which made him even more shocked.

"What great archery! The arrow passed through the eye socket without hurting the skin at all. Even the best hunter in our Xiahe Village doesn't have such archery skills!" Uncle Yutou praised sincerely.

However, when he turned his head to the corpse of the two-headed monster on the other side, he was stunned. Under the sunlight, white mist rose from it.

"Ice? How can there be ice in the hottest days of summer?"

"Why... why does this prey look so strange? It... seems to have two heads?"

Uncle Yutou was extremely horrified and almost jumped up as he pointed at the frozen corpse of the two-headed monster.

Zhong Lin smiled and said, "Uncle Yutou, don't be afraid. These are just some tricks. Just deal with this fox bear first."

"This...is this the method of a warrior?"

"Correct."

"Understood, understood."

Uncle Yutou had also traveled far away, so he naturally knew that there were some martial artists who were different from ordinary people. It was said that some powerful martial artists could fly and hide in the ground. However, he did not expect that Zhong Lin, who said he had practiced martial arts, would be so powerful.

Without asking any more questions, he found a rope to hang up the fox bear's body, took out the tools and started skinning it.

Dinner was naturally stewed bear meat. Uncle Taro’s cooking skills were quite good and everyone was drooling over the meal.

"Uncle Taro, I will go to Heishan County tomorrow and then send someone to pick you up in a carriage."

Uncle Yutou put down his bowl and chopsticks and quickly waved his hands, saying, "No, no, I can push it there in a wheelbarrow. Why would I need a carriage?"

Zhong Lin smiled and said, "It's a long journey. Little Tiger and Little Pig are still young. Who knows if they'll encounter any danger along the way? Besides, the two-headed beast in the room is also quite troublesome. We need someone to transport it. Just listen to me! Don't worry about it."

Hearing Zhong Lin's firm tone, Uncle Yutou nodded and no longer refused.

After dinner, Zhong Lin added another layer of ice to the corpse of the two-headed monster and returned to his room to meditate and practice.

The "Five Elements Hunyuan Gong" was activated, and the surging internal energy instantly surged throughout the body. What Zhong Lin manipulated turned into silk and went towards the Fengchi acupoint.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhong Lin suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of strangeness.

"Get through?"

Although I guessed that after integrating so many top-grade skills into the "Five Elements Hunyuan Gong", not only would the power be greatly increased, but it would also have great advantages in opening meridians and breaking acupoints, I really didn't expect it to be so easy.

In just a quarter of an hour, the Fengchi point on the Yangqiao meridian was directly broken open, and the speed was unexpectedly fast.

There are twelve meridians, and in addition to the meridians of the hands and feet, there are the eight extraordinary meridians.

Yin Qiao Meridian, Yang Qiao Meridian, Yin Wei Meridian, Yang Wei Meridian, Dai Meridian, Chong Meridian, Ren Meridian, and Du Meridian.

Compared with the added benefits of the three yin and yang meridians of the hands and feet to martial arts, opening up each of the eight extraordinary meridians will bring about a qualitative change in the internal energy of the dantian.

There are twelve levels of meridians. The first four levels are easy and can be opened one by one by following the steps. However, the next eight levels of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians are different. Every time a meridian is opened, the strength will increase by leaps and bounds, and the difficulty will increase exponentially. Of course, so will the corresponding dangers.

After all, if the meridians in the hands and feet were injured, at most they would cause disability. However, damage to any of the eight extraordinary meridians would not only prevent further strength gains, but at best, they would become possessed and lose all their martial arts skills, or at worst, they would die instantly. At least 80% of second-grade warriors were trapped in the fifth Yin Qiao meridian, not to mention the Ren and Du meridians.

Master Yin Daoyan is currently at the eleventh level of the Ren Meridian. He has spent eight years trying to open it up, but still cannot do so. He can only use slow and steady effort to gradually open it up.

Without any hesitation, Zhong Lin continued to close his eyes and circulate his internal energy to open up his meridians and acupoints.

As the east gradually brightened, Zhong Lin breathed a sigh of relief. Although he could not hide his fatigue, his excitement was beyond words.

In just one night, Zhong Lin opened up all the acupoints of the Yangqiao Meridian. In other words, he opened up a meridian directly in one night, completing the sixth level of meridian opening. The next step was to start practicing the Yinwei Meridian.

Feeling the internal energy in Dantian surging again, a sense of power surged in my heart.

"The idea behind the Five Elements Primordial Qi Gong is indeed correct. If we can incorporate the wood attribute into it, I think it won't take long to complete the second-grade meridian opening cultivation, and my martial arts cultivation will surpass that of my master."

Zhong Lin was very excited.

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After bidding farewell to Uncle Yutou and his family, Zhong Lin mounted his horse and headed straight for Heishan County.

Familiar mountains and forests, familiar roads, but when I walk them again, I feel a completely different state of mind.

Before, he was a teenager carrying a small child, and the journey was full of danger and anxiety. But now he is a second-grade master, and the dangers on the road now seem like just different scenery.

"Funiu Village!"

Zhong Lin looked at the blue stone in front of him, which looked like a crouching blue ox, and an inexplicable look appeared on his face.

I had passed by here before, but was scared away. Later, I learned from the bandit that all the villagers in Funiu Village had been killed.

It was getting late, and Zhong Lin had no plans to camp outdoors in the mountains. He urged his horse and walked slowly into the Funiu village.

The entire Funiu Village is not big, with only about forty or fifty households in total, but it has long since become a deserted village.

There were bones scattered on the ground. It could be seen that these bones were wearing coarse linen clothes. I looked at a few of the bones at random and found that one of the bones had a hole in the skull. It was obvious that the person had died by having his skull smashed.

I randomly found a nicer house to move into, but after entering, I found that the house was a mess and very messy.

The table was smashed, the bench fell to the ground, there were ceramic fragments everywhere, densely woven white spider webs everywhere, and a musty smell.

After tidying up casually and feeding a military ration pill to the horse, Zhong Lin also swallowed a fasting pill himself.

These two things helped a lot along the way. Without the military ration pills, based on the delicate strength of the horse under my crotch, I would have been skinny as a bag of bones.

Horses, especially war horses, have extremely sophisticated requirements for food. They need hay, beans, eggs, grains... nothing can be missing. They also need snacks in the middle of the night, otherwise they will lose their energy in a minute.

We often slept in the mountains during the journey, so we didn't have the time to prepare these things for it. Fortunately, there were things like military ration pills, one of which was enough to meet the warhorse's needs for a day.

The same goes for the Bigu Pills, and there's no time to go on a picnic with all the seasonings.

As night falls, the dead village becomes even quieter.

Zhong Lin continued to open up his meridians and acupoints, intensifying his training without wasting a single moment.

(End of this chapter)