The fifth day after returning from Imperial Dao Arts Workshop.
In the early morning, Qin Tiexin stood in the small courtyard for an hour after finishing Mountain Stance, and practiced Crosswise Ridge Sweep and Hills and Ravines Thrust Kick for another half an hour.
After the leg strength exceeded 100,000 kilograms, Crosswise Ridge Sweep's force exertion became smoother and smoother. The strong wind brought by the instep when sweeping through the air could make a dull echo on the reinforcement pattern of the training room. Heavy Savage Chop's leg lifting height was still a bit off. The problem of flexibility could not be solved by simply adding strength. He thought about looking back to see if there was any special stretching method.
After breakfast, he did not close the courtyard door and meditate as usual, but carried the iron rod through the Lin Household back garden and walked towards the martial arts field on the west side of the mansion.
It only took him three days to master the three yellow pieces Jade Slip he bought from Imperial Dao Arts Workshop.
It's not that his understanding is very high, but that these three martial arts are really too simple. "Arhat Fist" to put it bluntly, it is the three basic boxing techniques of straight punch, swing punch, and downward punch plus a spiritual power retrograde route of the Three Yang Meridian; "" "Prajna Palm" has only one move, shot with a single palm, and the spiritual power is exerted on the palm of the hand to work the palace acupoints; "Lion's Roar" is more direct, accumulating power in the chest and exploding in the throat. Without the Sanskrit singing and golden light that should be included in Buddhist martial arts, it is essentially the basic skills for entry-level physical training.
But precisely because of its simplicity, it is particularly easy to practice. There are no complicated moves and changes, and there is no luck that needs to be memorized Mnemonic. The greater the power, the better the effect. Especially "Lion's Roar" ", he poured the power of Qi and Blood into his chest and tried it once, and the sound of the roar directly shook off half of the leaves of the two spiritual trees in the courtyard of the small courtyard. He quickly stopped talking and decided to practice this martial art in another place in the future.
The martial arts arena is a suitable place.
Lin Household's martial arts field is on the west side of the mansion, covering an area of about two acres. The ground is paved with blue-gray lingsand stone slabs. The surface is rough and non-slip, and you can feel the fine graininess when you step on it. There are several rows of wooden dummies and stone targets on the edge of the field, and weapon racks against the wall. There are swords, guns, swords and halberds stuck on them, with the quality ranging from Semi-Law Artifact to Lower-Grade Law Artifact. The blades of some of them have been rolled up, maybe because they didn't have time to repair them. A simple rest corridor was also built on the side of the field, with stone benches and tables placed under the corridor.
When Qin Tiexin arrived, there were already seven or eight disciples of Lin Household practicing on the field. Some were practicing their swords against the wooden dummies, some were performing the same palm technique repeatedly in front of the stone target, and two young people were feeding each other moves on the sidelines, and the flying swords were clanging in the air. No one was lazy, and no one was chatting. Everyone was practicing very seriously.
Qin Tiexin stood in the corridor for a moment, and his eyes swept over these young disciples one by one. Most of their cultivation levels were between Qi Refining Late Stage and Foundation Establishment Early Stage. They had a solid foundation and smooth spiritual power. The average level of the same age group was much higher than that of Azure Xuan Region.
The climate of Heavenly South Domain is hot and humid, spirit medicine is everywhere, and the amount of spiritual materials consumed in daily diet alone is much more than that of Azure Xuan Region monks. This kind of foundation laid since childhood cannot be made up by Cultivation Method.
But their Law Artifact is really bad.
A Foundation Establishment Early Stage young man was carefully wiping his flying sword - Lower-Grade Law Artifact on the sidelines. There were already several small cracks on the sword. He dipped a piece of soft cloth in maintenance oil and applied it back and forth along the spine of the sword. His movements were as meticulous as if he were serving a Spirit Artifact. Not far away, another monk practicing palm skills also wore Lower-Grade Law Artifact gloves. The Spirit Rune on the back of the palms had been worn down to only a few intermittent marks. Every time a palm was struck, the aura on the gloves would flash twice before barely lighting up.
Qin Tiexin looked a little uncomfortable.
In Azure Xuan Region, a Lower-Grade Law Artifact only sells for a few yuan Spirit Stone, and a better one only costs over ten yuan. He sells it in the Flowing Cloud Sect When he was Qi Refining Third Layer, he could refine Lower-Grade Law Artifact. After being promoted to the Qi and Blood Realm, if he had time to study the refinement, he would now be sure to try top-grade or even Supreme-Grade Law Artifact, or even You can start learning the refining of Lower-Grade Spirit Artifact. And the Lin Household disciple of Foundation Establishment Early Stage in front of you is still carefully maintaining a low-grade flying sword that has been used for who knows how many years, treating it like a treasure.
Lin Household is a Marquis of Loyal Martial Valor's Residence in the capital, and he is also a well-known family in the Myriad Stars Dynasty, but there is such a shortage of Law Artifact. One can imagine the situation of ordinary Rogue Cultivator and little Lineage.
You know, the cup of Jade Marrow Vine spiritual tea he drank at Imperial Dao Arts Workshop can be replaced by a cup of Lower-Grade Law Artifact at Azure Xuan Region.
He lowered his head and glanced at the iron rod in his hand. Middle-Grade Law Artifact, the whole body was dark and dull, with dark silver Spirit Rune rings embedded at both ends. This stick could only be considered a mid-level standard in Azure Xuan Region, but it was already considered a good weapon in Heavenly South Domain. He suddenly remembered what Chen Xi had said. Monk Mingjue was murdered for stealing goods, and Chen Xi helped him get revenge before he got these things. A monk from a remote small temple, carrying Middle-Grade Law Artifact with him, is indeed enough to attract people's attention.
He didn't die because of this stick.
Qin Tiexin Suppressed this thought and walked up to the martial arts arena.
The Lin Household disciples on the field nodded in greeting when they saw him. In the past few days, it has been spread in the house that the third master Lin Feng's friend sent the third master's sword back from Great Xuan all the way. The one-armed warrior monk, Qi and Blood Realm body cultivator, was a guest personally stayed by the master.
Lin Feng Although his qualifications are a bit poor, he is very popular in the house. He never puts on the airs of a young master and can chat with his subordinates. His friends came to stay for a while, and no one thought there was anything wrong with it. Besides, Lin Household started his career late. Lin Boyuan was only the second generation to earn a title based on his cultivation and combat prowess. The family did not yet have those deep-rooted views of concubine that Aristocratic Clan had for centuries.
Qin Tiexin walked to an empty space slightly to the east of the martial arts arena, slammed the iron rod on the ground, and the end of the rod made a deep muffled sound on the spiritual sand stone slab. Several disciples around him raised their heads and glanced at him, then continued to practice their own exercises with their heads down.
He came to the martial arts arena today on purpose.
You can also practice martial arts in a small courtyard, but you can do it by yourself with the door closed. No one can see him. No one can see him. His identity as the monk Mingjue is just a few lines of words on a jade identity card. He wants Lin Household to see with his own eyes that he is from Zhaoming Temple The one-armed monk fights Arhat Fist, Prajna Palm, and Lion's Roar on the martial arts field. No need to say anything more, once the moves are laid out and the person is established, no one will doubt that he is not a monk in the future.
Qin Tiexin The horse's steps are steady, the center of gravity is lowered, and Qi and Blood's power is not used too much. It is controlled at the level of the Qi and Blood Realm monk's normal practice. Make a fist with your left hand, and the spiritual power of the three yang meridian of the hand goes backwards, and the fist is punched forward with a heavy blow.
Bang!
A ball of pale golden qi energy condensed on the fist surface, and the qi energy expanded rapidly in the air, forming an angry face of an Arhat. The face was clear and angular, the eyebrows were upright, the eyes were wide open, and the mouth was opened to the maximum. And Imperial Dao Arts Workshop on the light screen Compared with that ghost image, the lines of the Arhat facial pattern produced by Qin Tiexin are sharper and the outline is more complete. Even the veins on the forehead are faintly visible. The Arhat facial pattern exploded the moment it came into contact with the air, making a crisp sound like thunder.
Several of the disciples around him raised their heads at the same time, all looking at him.
Arhat Fist? This is Arhat Fist?
Qin Tiexin didn't stop. The straight punch was followed by a swinging punch, and the swinging punch was followed by a downward punch. After the three moves, the Arhat facial pattern condensed on the fist surface became clearer each time, and exploded louder each time. Several Lin Household disciples next to him had already After stopping their movements, of course they had seen Arhat Fist before, and some of them had even practiced it when they were Buddhist lay disciples in their early years. But this was the first time they had seen someone who could use Arhat Fist with such power.
Before the onlookers came to their senses, Qin Tiexin turned his fist into a palm. The spiritual power of the Laogong point in the palm of his hand gathered, and he slapped the bluestone target in front of him with a single palm of his left hand. Prajna Palm. A pale golden palm print came out, and the edge of the palm print was neat. It was like a knife carving, leaving a clear trace of light in the air, which was heavily imprinted on the bluestone target. A cloud of stone powder exploded on the surface of the stone target, and the palm print was two inches deep. The edge was smooth and flat, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade. At the same time as the palm was released, a vague Sanskrit chant sounded in the air.
The sound of Sanskrit singing was empty in the martial arts arena for two breaths before dissipating.
The entire martial arts arena was quiet. The people who were cleaning their swords in the corridor stopped. The swords practiced in front of the wooden dummies were still stuck on the wooden dummies. The man had turned his head. The two flying swords hanging on the sidelines were suspended in the air without anyone controlling them. The sword tips were still shaking slightly. Seven or eight Lin Household disciples were all looking at him.
Qin Tiexin retracted his palm and slowly pressed his left palm back to his waist. Then he took a deep breath.
This breath was taken deeply. Qi and Blood's power was transferred by him to nearly 20% through the Fire of Life at the heart, and poured into the chest along the meridians. The ribs were at Qi and Blood. It was slightly swollen under the wash. He closed his mouth, pressed Qi and Blood firmly on his chest, and then opened his mouth to face the bluestone target in front of him that Prajna Palm had hit, Lion's Roar.
Roar!!!
Deeper, duller, and more shocking than a lion's voice, a huge roar exploded from the depths of his throat. The sound waves were wrapped in pale golden ripples and erupted from his mouth, spreading forward in a fan shape. The stone target that had been cracked by Prajna Palm exploded with this sound. The roar shattered into seven or eight pieces of gravel, which were pushed back three to four feet by the sound wave before landing. The three Lin Household disciples closest to Qin Tiexin subconsciously raised their hands to cover their ears, and took three or four steps back.
The roar echoed in the martial arts field for a full ten breaths. Qin Tiexin took the initiative to stop shouting. The two flying swords on the side of the field fell to the ground with two jingles.
Qin Tiexin stood on the spot, calming down Qi and Blood who was still raging in the chest.
Lion's Roar is the one he is most satisfied with among the three basic martial arts. The principle is simple. Qi and Blood or spiritual power is compressed in the chest at a specific frequency and explodes out through the throat to form a fan-shaped sound wave impact. It has limited power for legal practitioners, but it is a natural auxiliary method for physical practitioners. The stronger the strength, the more energy can be compressed in the chest, and the longer the power and duration of the roar.
The only shortcoming is that the diffusion range is too wide. He is currently unable to converge the sound waves into a straight line and spread them forward. If he can concentrate all the sound waves in one direction, the power will be at least doubled.
Qin Tiexin took a deep breath, stood up straight, and prepared to pack up and return to the courtyard. Today's goal has been achieved, Arhat Fist, Prajna Palm, Lion's Roar, pure After completing the basic Buddhist martial arts from beginning to end, seven or eight people in Lin Household's martial arts training field watched with their own eyes. His persona as the monk Mingjue was completely established in Lin Residence.
"Is this monk... so strong?"
"Arhat Fist I have also practiced it, but why does it look like another boxing technique?"
"If he participates in Star Selection, what else will we play? There are so few places now."
Qin Tiexin turned a deaf ear, pulled out the iron rod from the ground, and prepared to turn around and leave.
"Master is good at martial arts."
His voice was clear and his tone was calm, not filled with surprise or envy like others on the field, but pure appreciation. Qin Tiexin turned around.
A young monk walked out of the corridor, in his early twenties, wearing a moon-white brocade robe, with the Lin Household sword emblem embroidered on the cuffs, and a long sword on his waist. Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivation. His body was slender and straight, his face was handsome, and his eyebrows were five points similar to Lin Boyuan, but in fact he was more like Madam Lin.
Lin Boyuan is the calm Heaviness after the blade has been quenched. This young man looks like fresh water drawn from the mountain stream, clean and Sharpness, with a bit of bookishness.
Lin Feng big brother, Lin Chuan
He walked three steps in front of Qin Tiexin and stood still, raised his hands and performed a standard monk's salute, and leaned forward slightly.
"Lin Chuan is so polite."