Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 163 Jiumozhi, you are finished

In the capital city of Dali, a delicate and handsome man led a girl who was about fifteen or sixteen years old and was carved in pink and jade. The handsome man and the beautiful woman attracted countless pedestrians' attention.

Needless to say, these two people were exactly Shen Lin and Zhong Ling.

Ten days ago, Zuo Zimu had sent someone to Leigu Mountain to inform Su Xinghe of his relocation to Wuliang Mountain.At the same time, around Wuliang Mountain, those small gangs such as the Shennong Gang were also taken over by Shen Lin following the principle of "no matter how small a mosquito is, they are still meat", and they were all under the Xiaoyao faction.

After setting up the school rules to restrain the disciples, Shen Lin casually threw down a few good martial arts cheats, and left them aside until Kang Guangling and the others came to deal with them. After all, it was not worthwhile to waste time on such trivial matters.

And Shen Lin met Zhong Wanchou and his wife in Wanjiegu, and after obtaining the consent of the two, he took Zhongling out of the valley to play and breathe.For this reason, Zhong Ling is so happy, her small mouth is grinning into three petals, and her martial arts training has long been forgotten.

However, Zhong Ling didn't care about the basic internal strength cultivation, but was quite interested in the kung fu of supernatural powers. He wandered around every day with supernatural powers, rampaging on the street like a wild horse that had run loose, making Shen Lin I couldn't laugh or cry, and was in a rare embarrassment.

During the period of being tossed by this little aunt, Shen Lin's mood also changed slightly, as if he had returned to the years when he was with the young lady in Tangmen, a warm smile gradually hung on his face.With the transformation of his mood, Shen Lin's speed of returning the three elements to one has also accelerated a lot. The three powerful internal forces have now merged into two layers, and Shen Lin's internal strength has also reached the peak of the third heaven.

Although the current internal force is only the third level of transformation, Shen Lin has an intuition that if he starts to open the bridge of heaven and earth now, there is a more than [-]% chance that he can break through the middle dantian and directly achieve the innate .

If he achieved innate ability, the innate qi of returning to the origin would spread all over his body, and Shen Lin's physique would undergo a thorough baptism. At that time, his cultivation speed and combat effectiveness would double. .

But after thinking about it for a while, Shen Lin gave up this tempting idea.

After all, the reason why Shen Lin was able to step up and fight like a dog was because of his solid foundation and extremely pure internal energy. If he gave up his good foundation for a moment of violence, it would be tantamount to killing a chicken and taking its eggs.

Shen Lin is looking forward to building a bridge of heaven and earth after his three points of vitality are truly unified, running through the middle and lower dantians, and opening up the Shanzhong acupoint with the return of vitality. foundation.

Only by being able to hold back the desire to become stronger can one achieve spiritual strength, otherwise, one will not be able to fully control one's own power after all.

In contrast, momentary strength and weakness are not important.

"Brother Shen Lin, I want this!" Zhong Linghan was curious about everything, pointing to a candied haws on the shoulder of a peddler, "I want to eat this!"

"Okay," Shen Lin smiled gently, took out a broken piece of silver from his bosom, and handed it to the vendor, "Give my sister two bunches of candied haws, no need to look for it."

"Thank you, thank you young master!" The peddler smiled happily, quickly took off the two most plump skewers, and handed them to Zhong Ling, "Thank you, too, this lovely young lady."

Shen Lin looked at Zhong Ling dotingly, patted Zhong Ling's head lightly, and said with a smile: "Ling'er, don't you like to sit tight and practice kung fu, you like to move around, interesting moves! Brother taught me How are you?"

"No." Zhong Ling raised her mouth when she heard Shen Lin's words, and turned her head away, "Brother must be lying to Linger again, Linger won't listen."

Shen Lin gave a helpless wry smile, pulled Zhong Ling, and turned into a Yueying Inn by the side of the road.

"Shopkeeper, give me two upper rooms," Shen Lin threw down a piece of silver, and led Zhong Ling upstairs under the call of the shopkeeper.

"Ling'er, elder brother Shen Lin taught you a fun martial art, can you practice it for fun?" Shen Lin smiled slightly, "But you promise me, don't teach it to others casually, can you do it?"

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Zhong Ling's mouth, staring at Shen Lin without saying a word.

"Take you out to play for a month," Shen Lin sighed helplessly, seeing Zhong Ling's strange expression.

Zhong Ling spread her hands innocently: "Ling'er doesn't want to practice. Anyway, I was bullied, so I don't believe that Brother Shen Lin will not help Linger."

Shen Lin gritted his teeth: "Take you to play for two months. Up to three months! If you don't agree, I will send you back to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations!"

"Deal!" Zhong Ling narrowed his eyes, grabbed Shen Lin's palm, and hooked his little finger up, "La Gou Gou, brother is a great hero, don't go back on your word!"

"Okay," Shen Lin smiled dumbly, and gently pushed the Eight Immortals table aside with his palm, slightly curling his fingers, and spread the two bamboo mats on the bed side by side on the ground.

Shen Lin smiled slowly, with his heart turned to the sky, sitting cross-legged on one of the quilts, looked at Zhong Ling with a smile, and said, "Ling'er, take care."

"What! It's still the same, you have to sit for a long time to practice!" Zhong Ling pouted and was about to complain, when suddenly, she covered her mouth in surprise, showing a surprised and novel expression.

Because, Shen Lin moved.

I saw Shen Lin's legs, which were sitting cross-legged, slowly lifted up, even above the top of his head, and put them on the back of his neck, while his hands were pressed against the bamboo mat, and he gradually lifted his body up, off the ground, and then , slowly stretching the muscles and bones, the body becomes an upside-down "one" character
"Oh!" Zhong Ling's small mouth opened into an "O" shape, unable to close at all, "Brother Shen Lin, it looks fun, teach me, teach me!"

The corner of Shen Lin's mouth curled up, and he turned back somersaulting, and looked at Zhong Ling with a smile, it's really difficult for this little girl to meet a kung fu that suits her appetite!Finally, the twelve postures of yoga in the Yijinjing suit this girl's appetite.

In fact, the cultivation of the Yi Jin Jing requires no thought of practicing, breaking through the appearance of no one, the appearance of self, and the appearance of sentient beings. For Zhong Ling, it is indeed very suitable.

After all, for a girl like Zhong Ling who is so natural, this Yi Jin Jing is like a game, and the powerful effect of practicing it is second.Shen Lin deliberately didn't say the name of this exercise. What worried Zhong Ling was that hearing the title of "Shaolin Supreme Heart Technique" ruined Zhong Ling's mood for playing games.

"Ling'er, let's have fun!" Shen Lin scratched Zhong Ling's nose and said with a smile, "Do you want to learn?"

Zhong Ling grabbed Shen Lin's hand, shook it back and forth, and said, "Ling'er wants the acupuncture point, brother Shen Lin, please teach me quickly!"

"Well," Shen Lin nodded, took out a blood bodhi from his bosom, handed it to Zhong Ling, and said with a smile, "Ling'er, swallow it, you listen to my formula and follow me, you know?"

Zhong Ling was unsuspecting of Shen Lin's words, took the blood bodhi directly, licked it lightly, and stuffed it into his mouth: "It's sour, sweet, and delicious!"

"Hey, why is your whole body suddenly warm?" After coming over for a moment, under Shen Lin's satisfied gaze, red light radiated from Zhong Ling's whole body, which was the gentle medicinal power of Xuebodhi was dissipating.

"It's this time!" Shen Lin laughed and sat cross-legged, "Ling'er, listen to my formula and follow me!"

Zhong Ling nodded, put down the small cloth bag around her waist, sat cross-legged on the ground, watched Shen Lin's movements, and moved according to Shen Lin's formula.

What surprised Zhong Ling was that with the help of the inexplicable heat in her belly and Shen Lin's magical mentality, she managed to do those seemingly difficult movements with ease.

For a moment, the hot air traveled all over her body with her movements, as if a small sun was going round and round in her body. Suddenly, she felt warm all over her body, and a powerful internal force ran along her meridians like a hundred rivers. Like entering the sea, pouring into her dantian, the growth rate of internal energy is ten times or a hundred times faster than her original self-cultivation.

Seeing the smile on Zhong Ling's face, Shen Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief. This girl finally met a martial art that interests her.

You must know that this Tianlong world is in a time of war and strife, and there are dangers everywhere. If you don't have enough strength, you may encounter accidents at any time, and a young girl like Zhong Ling who doesn't know the dangers of people's hearts is even more dangerous.

In the original book, Zhong Ling was not in danger, but if there is a butterfly like Shen Lin in the dragon world today, no one can tell what kind of changes will happen. If something happens to Zhong Ling, it is not Shen Lin. Scales want to see.

Now that Zhong Ling was able to practice the Yi Jin Jing, Shen Lin was relieved a lot.

Taking the Blood Bodhi and practicing the Yi Jin Jing is enough to greatly increase Zhong Ling's internal strength, and the Yi Jin Jing itself has the effect of detoxification, and it can also prevent Xiao Xiao's plot. You can rest assured.

The practice of Yi Jin Jing is not complicated, as long as you meet the requirements of cultivation, you will be able to get started very quickly. In the original book, You Tanzhi can easily learn it, and Zhong Ling's talent is better than that of You Tanzhi, who is mediocre and dull. It is more than ten times better, but after more than half an hour, I have almost memorized the movements of the twelve postures of Yi Jin Jing.

"Bang!" At this moment, the door opened suddenly, and several high-hat monks wearing yellow Tibetan monk robes broke in from the door. , speaking in fluent Chinese, "The benefactor invites, can you let us have this upper room?"

Zhong Ling's Yi Jin Jing Mental Method is running to the important stage of guiding qi to return to emptiness, Yi Jin Jing Shengong, success or failure, just at this moment, suddenly being so frightened, Zhong Ling did not sink the scales before the mountain collapsed As for the concentration that did not change color, his complexion immediately flushed red, his true qi was disordered, and his face was full of painful expressions.

"Not good!" Shen Lin's complexion changed, and he quickly stopped, pulled Zhong Ling past him, and sat cross-legged on the ground. The zhenqi from the Yi Jin Jing, which was more similar to Zhong Ling than Zhong Ling, poured in along Zhong Ling's younger generation, and forcibly helped Zhong Ling guide Qi with external force. Return to the void.

Seeing the radiance on Shen Lin's face, the red cassock monk saw the vigor all over his body, and his aura was ten times or a hundred times stronger than his own. Not understanding the situation, his expression suddenly changed: "Here, this benefactor, the little monk is disturbed, so I will back down. I am really sorry, and I hope the benefactor will be tolerant."

"Kneel down!" Shen Lin's eyes were bloodshot, he turned around, and interrupted, the surging murderous aura cultivated in the sea of ​​corpses and blood was like a flood, venting towards many monks, "Kneel down and apologize!"

As soon as the words came out, many Tibetan monks seemed to have lost their strength, and collapsed powerlessly on the ground, their minds were taken away by Shen Lin's coercion, and they trembled.

"This benefactor, don't go too far!" The monk Hongjiao is the strongest existence among the crowd, a late master master, facing Shen Lin's coercion, barely able to look directly at Shen Lin, "My master is dignified The Tubo national teacher, Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi Dharma King, if you"

"Jumozhi?" Shen Lin slowly recovered, carried Zhong Ling onto the bed, and gently covered her with the quilt.

There was a hint of pride on the red monk's face: "Why, the young man has heard of my master's reputation? If you"

"Bang!" A zhang-long dragon-shaped palm slammed out from Shen Lin's hand, and bombarded the red cassock monk.

Amidst the roar of the silver-white dragon, the red monk slowly turned into an ice sculpture, and then fell to pieces.

"Originally, I just wanted to send you away, so forget it," Shen Lin's voice was thousands of times colder than that of the ice sculpture, "but now, I've changed my mind."

"Jumozhi," the white figure changed, and the group of Tibetan monks, in despair, turned into ice slag on the ground, and the corners of the sinking mouth slowly raised a bloodthirsty arc, "You are finished!" !"

(End of this chapter)