Chuanwu: Going back to the village to show off?I add some martial arts to become a saint

The top-level boxing method brings more than just destructive moves, it is itself a book of internal cultivation skills.

Just like Xinyi is known as the number one in Zen martial arts, without a certain foundation of meditation, it is impossible to learn it.

The same is true for the swastika hand. When it reaches a certain level, it no longer depends on the shape, but on the user's understanding of the gossip.

"This swastika hand can bring about such a terrifying qualitative change after being promoted to the fifth level, so what about the mind?"

Thinking of this, Lin Qing swallowed subconsciously.

It was hard for him to imagine the attribute efficiency and physical changes brought about by the mind.

This exercise is very likely to be very different from the exercise that Lin Qing has practiced before.

"This is what I want, I must get it myself!"

Thinking of this, Lin Qing is looking forward to the martial arts exchange meeting in one week.

It is impossible for the other party to teach oneself, after all, it is a secret transmission of Buddhism.

Then there is only one way to reproduce it with mental power.

"Don't think about it so much for now, the first task is to practice the split palm first."

Lin Qing shook his head and calmed down.

Although it is impossible to overturn the car, he still needs to get out of the Baji Pihang fist first because of his prudence.

Seeing the darkness of the night, after Lin Qing tidied up the room, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice the Taiyi Jinhua Tenet.

There was nothing to say all night, before the rooster crowed, Lin Qing opened his eyes naturally.

Lifespan: 180△△

Qi: 292△△

Power: 3.07

Spirit: 3.65∧

Speed: 3.04

Physique: 3.69△△△△

Free attribute points: 1.28

Skill: Zhaobao Taijiquan lv5 (171/5000)

Pao Hammer LV4 (274/1000)

Bajiquan LV5 (17/5000)

Youshen Baguazhang LV4 (2/1000)

Daomen swastika hand LV5 (4/5000)

Taiyi Jinhua Purpose LV2 (8/200)

Split palm LV3 (4/500)

Meditating all night, his mental attributes soared by 0.15, and his lifespan increased for a whole year!

The practice of inner alchemy is more about a gradual process.

Although it can be explained with modern science, it is still a bit mysterious when it comes to the subconscious.

So Lin Qing was not in a hurry to bring Taiyi Jinhua's purpose to level three, but took it step by step and slowly.

Lin Qing stretched his waist, his bones were crackling, and he was about to groan in comfort.

Every time I meditate, it is like bathing the internal organs and bones.

Although it had been a whole night, Lin Qing's mouth did not have the slightest smell, and his skin was smooth and shiny, not greasy.

"Get ready to practice boxing!"

Lin Qing came to the courtyard to move his body, and was about to start practicing boxing.

At this moment, Jue Guzi ran over.

"So early?"

Lin Qing was a little surprised.

"Forget it, I didn't sleep at all."

Jue Guzi yawned and waved his hands.

He had been busy all night, and the pillow didn't even touch him.

Seeing that Lin Qing was in high spirits, Jue Guzi asked suspiciously: "This morning on the Double Ninth Festival, all the immortals ascended, and you sang scriptures in the temple all night, but you can sleep well?"

Every major festival, Taoist temples will basically hold scientific rituals in the early morning, and they will be busy until the next morning, beating gongs and drums, making it extremely noisy.

"I slept deeply."

Lin Qingru's senses processed the ethereal state on a regular basis, and he didn't even notice the slightest sound. It was morning when he opened his eyes.

"You stayed up all night and didn't go back to sleep, what are you doing here?"

he asked.

Jue Guzi sighed and rubbed his eyes: "I want to sleep too, isn't this here to respectfully invite Master Lin out of the mountain to prepare for the upcoming martial arts exchange meeting."

Hearing this, Lin Qing was slightly taken aback.

Isn't this competition held in one week, could it be brought forward again?

Seeing that Lin Qing was somewhat puzzled, Jue Guzi explained: "This is an official competition, national in nature, and a hotel has been prepared for the contestants a week in advance, and they must stay in it in advance until the start of the competition."

Speaking of this, Jue Guzi's mouth curled up into a smile: "You said that the officials are not smart. In order to make the game more interesting, let the players from the north and the south live together to exchange 'feelings'."

The two factions didn't deal with each other at all, living in a hotel where you can't look up and look down, the smell of gunpowder can't explode.

Jue Guzi explained while helping to pack his luggage, "I'm unlucky, I just happened to be elected as the representative of Taoist medicine for this conference, so I have to go with you in advance."

Fighting between the two sides will inevitably lead to bumps and bumps, and this conference will be held for several days, so naturally there must be a doctor in charge.

In addition, the relationship between Zheng's Baji and Qingyun Temple is very good, and Taoist medicine is extremely good at treating injuries during these exchanges.

So naturally, the job of subsidizing extra money was handed over to Jue Guzi and the others.

Lin Qing never expected that yesterday would be his last day living in the Taoist temple, and he was a little confused for a while.

But if all the players live together.

Does this mean that I can get in touch with my mind in advance?

Chapter 138 Is this the end? !

Looking at the Qingyun Mountain that is getting farther and farther away, although the time in the Taoist temple is a bit boring, if you want to eat meat, you have to do it yourself.

But I have to say that time seemed to slow down in the Taoist temple, and my heart calmed down.

"If you want to come in the future, you are welcome to place an order at Qingyun Temple at any time."

Jue Guzi laughed and said, "If you want to work in the capital, the commute time from here to the city center is only two hours, and you don't have to pay rent."

"It is impossible to work part-time, and it is impossible to work part-time in this life."

Lin Qing joked.

The two talked and laughed all the way, walking down the mountain.

As the saying goes, there is no calendar day in the mountains, and the year is unknown at the end of the cold.

Lin Qing felt a sense of trance when he stepped on the neat concrete road and was surrounded by busy traffic and high-rise buildings.

It wasn't until he saw the busy crowd on the street and the white-collar workers working in the coffee shop that he realized that he was really living in seclusion in the city.

It has to be said that the North and South Faction Association's handwriting is quite arrogant, arranging a top five-star hotel for the players of the two factions.

"Walking half a street to the east from here is the competition venue for this conference, and it is also the largest martial arts arena in the entire capital."

Looking in the direction Jue Guzi pointed, Lin Qing saw an old building, which looked a bit out of place compared with the bustling city center.

"Let's go in."

When the two stepped into the hotel, Lin Qing turned his head and saw a banner on the reception hall, which read the promotional words of the Chuanwu Exchange Conference.

A man and a woman sat at the table, waiting for the players to sign up.

"Let's go, get the competition certificate first."

Jue Guzi said.

The two were about to go to the registration office, but a group of strong men came in front of them.

Each of them had a red entry card hanging around their necks, glanced at Lin Qing, and pressed the elevator.

"Why don't they sign up?"

According to the corresponding procedures, Lin Qing had to sign up before he could participate in the competition.

But these people carried big and small bags and went straight to the elevator.

"Ahem, which sect should he be a disciple of? Naturally, he has the right of passage."

Jue Guzi explained in a low voice.

Guys, special treatment?

"Actually, if you call Zheng Wan, let alone the competition certificate, the top management of the Northern faction will have to come down to receive you in person."

Seeing this, Jue Guzi added another sentence.

"I don't have her cell phone number."

Hearing this, Jue Guzi was a little confused.

Good guy, let's not talk about how many suitors Zheng Wan has inside and outside the martial arts circle, just because of his status as the vice president, the two have known each other for so long, and they don't even have a contact method?

Lin Qing walked to the registration office and said, "Hello, I want to register for the competition."

However, when he heard the materials required for registration, he was dumbfounded.

"Didn't you win the championship?"

Jue Guzi said in a hurry.

"Who is so arrogant, who has won the championship and carries the award with him every day."

Lin Qing rolled his eyes and said angrily.

He didn't know where to throw the certificates given in the competition before.

Seeing this, the female staff suppressed her smile and said very professionally:

"It's okay, you can go back and get it, we've been here for three days."

"That's so troublesome."

Jue Guzi frowned: "How much time is wasted going back and forth."

Lin Qing nodded. In fact, it was really easy to let him run back, but there is obviously a better solution, and this journey is completely unnecessary.

"This……"

The female staff member was a little embarrassed and looked at the man beside her.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, played with the ballpoint pen, and looked Lin Qing up and down.

"What's the number, little brother?"

In fact, in essence, the Chuanwu Exchange Conference does not support "enthusiasts" like Lin Qing to participate.

After all, the two factions have been arguing endlessly for a century, so why do you, an outsider, have nothing to do with it?

Moreover, fans of Chuanwu are really just fans, even if they participate in the competition, it is just a round trip.

"I know a little bit of internal boxing."

Lin Qing said.

"Well, I'll make the decision for you." The man put down the ballpoint pen and waved his hand: "It's really troublesome to go back and forth, and we don't want your certificate, so just stay here and show everyone your skills."

"Let's have a brief discussion. If the little brother really has kung fu, then I will give you this competition certificate. If you can't even beat me, you don't have to participate in this conference. Even if you go, you will be beaten."