The Corpse Driver of Western Hunan: My profession panel has no upper limit.

Thinking of this, Lu Jin began to quickly grind his professional panel, his strong hands constantly exploring the body of the demon king snake, and the experience bar on his retina increased rapidly.

Perhaps Yang Changqing's approach was truly effective; nothing happened that night, and Lu Jin didn't have any more nightmares. When dawn broke and the rooster crowed, Lu Jin woke up from his sleep.

Pushing open the door of the village house, a tall man appeared before you, wearing an exquisite Miao hat. His face was a little pale, but his figure was quite robust, and he blocked the sunlight that shone directly into Lujin Village.

A subtle sense of oppression.

"Hello, Brother Lu Jin, my name is Gu Chen, or you can call me Zhang Chen (a Han Chinese name). I am the chieftain's personal disciple, and I have come here to present you with a reward from the Miao village."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin raised an eyebrow, secretly admiring the patriarch, Eagle, for his clever idea of ​​taking on a disciple as his personal instructor and having his son become an apprentice of Lin Tianzheng to become a corpse driver.

In this way, when the new clan chief is elected, his disciples and sons will have a very high chance of standing out.

The next second, Zhang Chen exerted force with both arms, and the two jars of aged spirit snake wine that the clan leader, Eagle, had promised yesterday hurtled towards Lu Jin. Then, with a light kick of one leg, the bamboo basket containing the food made a popping sound in the air.

If Lu Jin hadn't reacted quickly, he probably would have ended up in a sorry state.

Seeing that Lu Jin had caught it safely, Zhang Chen clasped his hands and revealed a fake smile, "Brother Lu Jin, you have good skills. No wonder you can defeat the High Priest's personal disciple. It seems that even if my poor brother Xiong Yan were alive, he wouldn't be a match for you."

"Having practiced martial arts for less than a month, his talent is indeed extraordinary. We'll meet again in the next clan leader selection."

After saying this, Zhang Chen moved swiftly, covering dozens of meters away in just a few breaths, which made Lu Jin's eyes light up.

"This person is quite powerful."

Coming to his senses, Lu Jin frowned as he looked at the Miao village's reward. Given the wealth of their Miao village, let alone two jars of spirit snake wine that could nourish blood and qi.

This amount of food alone is enough for an average Miao villager's monthly food ration, and it's the kind that allows them to eat their fill every day.

"I don't believe anyone would be so kind."

Lu Jin then took a little bit of each of the food items, mixed it with the spirit snake wine, and shaped it into a meatball. On the way to Lin Tianzheng's village, he then shaped it into feed and fed it to the rooster that crowed every day.

Despite Lu Jin's immunity to all poisons, he wanted to see if the clan leader, Eagle, had any ulterior motives.

"I was overthinking it."

Seeing that the rooster was still lively and energetic after eating, Lu Jin shook his head. He smiled and greeted the many Miao villagers along the way. When he arrived at Lin Tianzheng's village, many of his peers who practiced martial arts immediately greeted him with respectful fists.

"Brother Lu Jin".

"Good morning, practice well. Stand firmly in horse stance, imagine yourself as a big tree, and let your feet be rooted to the ground. This will make you stronger."

Lu Jin smiled and gave a few pointers, then walked into the inner hall with his head held high amidst the envious gazes of many.

Who wouldn't want to have Lu Jin's talent and strength, become Lin Tianzheng's personal disciple, not only to further their martial arts studies, but also to live a life of comfort and ease as a corpse driver, far better than most people in the Miao village?

"They're here."

Inside the inner hall, Lin Tian was already waiting for Lu Jin. A wooden spear stood beside him, and he immediately began to explain to Lu Jin.

"The core of our Bajiquan philosophy is the Six Openings, namely, Top, Embrace, Single, Lift, Cross, and Entangle. It emphasizes breaking through the opponent's defense before making a move, and at the same time, there are corresponding footwork steps."

"This is a step."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Tianzheng lightly stomped his foot on the ground, and his whole body seemed to glide, instantly reaching several meters away. Lin Tianzheng did not immediately teach Lu Jin the spear technique, but instead systematically explained the philosophy of Bajiquan to him again.

And he personally instructed Lu Jin.

As Lin Tianzheng personally guided Lu Jin through the lesson, the words on his retina were rapidly flashing across his mind.

Bajiquan: Ming Jin (503/1000)

Bajiquan: Ming Jin (505/1000)

With innate martial talent, Lu Jin's comprehension was several times higher than before. His increasingly fluid movements drew praise from Lin Tianzheng. Seeing that his fist techniques were almost perfect, he immediately began to teach him spear techniques.

"The accompanying spear technique for Bajiquan is called Liuhe Great Spear. You have a high level of comprehension, kid. You should know that weapons are an extension of fists and feet, and the power exerted by weapons is the same as that exerted by fists."

"Power originates from the root, is controlled by the waist, manifests in the spine, and is expressed in the hands; practicing with the spear is to express this power through the shaft and tip of the spear!"

"Watch closely!"

Lin Tianzheng stomped on the ground, causing a slight tremor. The wooden spear flew into the air, and with a slight flick of his toe, it landed in his hand. The more than two-meter-long spear seemed like his own arm, and he wielded it with great force.

"In the first move, the pear blossoms sway their heads, and the King of Qin sharpens his flag!"

"Second combination, the phoenix nods! Third combination, the white snake stirs the wind, searching for the snake in the grass!"

"Fourth combination: Cloud dragon coils around the pole, black tiger enters the mountain! Fifth combination: Azure dragon swings its tail!"

"Six steps to intercept, two steps to advance, three steps to block, four steps to entangle, five steps to seize, six steps to strike straight!"

As Lin Tianzheng wielded his spear, afterimages appeared throughout the inner hall, and whistling sounds echoed in the air. Even though it was just a wooden spear, its momentum was extraordinary.

Finally, Lin Tianzheng unified his waist and hips, stomped his feet, and twisted his body.

Before the man moves, the gun is already there!

A surprise attack!

Swish!

A wooden spear emitted a violent, deafening explosion. If this spear had a spearhead, even a god would be helpless against it. It was as fast as lightning!

"How much have you grasped?" Lin Tian asked, holstering his gun.

"A little bit."

"Call me and let me see."

Lu Jin took out the silver-white Soul-Suppressing Spear and stared at the retina in front of him.

[Six Harmony Spear: Beginner (76/300)]

The image of Lin Tian practicing with a gun flashed through his mind, starting with the simplest thrusting, stabbing, lifting, and smashing techniques.

"Your fingers aren't strong enough; your power is only being transmitted to your fists. Become one with the gun, imagine the gun as your arm!"

"Twist your waist and lift your hips, sink your Qi to your Dantian..."

Under Lin Tianzheng's tutelage, and with Lu Jin's constant practice, he gained many insights that he instantly understood and digested, making them a part of his being.

The experience bar was jumping rapidly.

Lu Jin wielded the spear with increasing ease, putting all his strength into each strike. Before long, he entered the beginner level, which made Lin Tian's eyes sparkle.

"This kid's talent is truly the result of years of hard work. He can learn something just by watching and master it after practicing it once."

Lin Tianzheng glanced outside. The midday sun was high in the sky. It had only been two hours since Lu Jin officially started learning to shoot, and he had already achieved a good level of skill.

To be fair, such talent is far more terrifying than he himself!

"Phew, not enough. Most of the power is lost in the gun. I need to adjust my shooting posture."

[Six Harmony Spear: Beginner (34/500)]

Lu Jin adjusted his breathing, constantly analyzed his shortcomings, and practiced persistently.

Over the next few days, his daily routine consisted of practicing martial arts in the morning, practicing martial arts in the afternoon even though he had free time, spending some time in the evening learning the art of corpse driving from Lin Tianzheng, and finally going home to grind experience on his character panel, practicing martial arts a bit more before going to sleep.

Life was simple and monotonous, but as time went on, Lu Jin began to have nightmares again, with the image of the bride in red constantly appearing in his mind.

The corpse-driving technique wasn't as mysterious as it seemed. The incantations they wrote were just for show and didn't actually restrain the corpses. It was just a tradition of corpse-driving craftsmen. Lin Tianzheng had already ordered wooden figures that were roughly the same weight as the corpses.

The ten were lined up in a row. What Lu Jin learned was how to quickly control these ten wooden figures and run through the mountains.

During this process, his physique also increased slightly, and with his daily hard work, his strength improved by leaps and bounds!

In the dead of night, in the dilapidated village, Lu Jin was frantically swinging his fists and feet, each punch carrying tremendous force.

"Almost there!"

Lu Jin gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and several killing moves of Bajiquan appeared in his hands. With the dripping of sweat, there was a cracking sound, as if he had broken some kind of physical shackles.

"It's done!"

In that instant, Lu Jin felt his entire body undergo another transformation, and a line of words appeared before his retina.

Bajiquan: Ming Jin (801/1000)

Ming Jin is complete and perfect!

In less than a month of practicing martial arts, he had already surpassed most martial arts practitioners, but Lu Jin was not satisfied with this.

"Perfecting Ming Jin is far from my limit; the ultimate state of Ming Jin is one in ten thousand!"

"Then I will be that one!"

Lu Jin's eyes narrowed, and a panel appeared before him!

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