Martial Arts Collection Pavilion

Chapter 4

"Brother Sect Leader, are you awake?" Lin Daoxuan called with some concern.

"Little brother, I've worked hard on you again." Lin Daoru said with apologetic glance at the little boy whose eyelids were trembling.

"Senior brother, please don't be polite. I understand that my brother forced me to practice kung fu regardless of my injuries for the sake of my second senior sister. But my brother, my master once told us that there is a way to practice martial arts. There are tensions and relaxations. Don't rush it. You know..."

Seeing that his little junior brother had already wiped away the tiredness on his face, he opened up the conversation box, and was about to chatter endlessly.

Lin Daoru had no choice but to change the subject and said, "Little Junior Brother, I don't know where the Junior Sisters have gone?"

Lin Daoxuan stopped talking when he heard the senior brother's question, and then replied: "The envoy of Qingyang Sect is coming today, because the senior brother lost the seal a few days ago, and the Sun Moon Sect sent Qingyang sect to come. Zong came to..."

Lin Daoxuan was afraid that his senior brother would be angry when he heard this, so he stopped talking, looked at his senior brother, then heaved a sigh of relief, and comforted him: "Senior brother, don't be angry, although we don't have the plaque of the Haoran sect now, But as long as we are still there, even if we are downgraded to one level, aren't we still a sect?"

He touched his head, could he stop nagging, looking at the silent Lin Daoru, he was a little uncertain about his thoughts.

Lin Daoru sighed in his heart. After all, he also had the memory of Lin Daoru in this world. After the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion appeared, he had already sorted out the order of it.Isn't it time travel?
Lin Daoru has memories of the Haoran sect, so he naturally has feelings for this sect. Although he is watching from the sidelines as a third party, he still feels reluctant.

A vague memory of the old master Lin Haoran's daily cultivation of warming and nourishing meridians emerged in his mind, and he couldn't help feeling sad.

That's all, that's all, since I've replaced your identity, then I'll do something for you, to make this Haoran faction popular, and it's just a fulfillment of your unfulfilled wish.

Glancing at Lin Daoxuan, who was staring at him cautiously, he couldn't help joking: "Am I still worried that the Haoran faction will become the Haoran gang, and you little bastard will betray the head?"

Lin Daoxuan saw the senior brother who was in charge showed a smile, and heard his words, most of the uneasiness in his heart disappeared, and he replied: "Where are the senior brothers, as long as the senior brothers and sisters are still here, I will still be a disciple of the Haoran Sect, even if the senior brother The senior sister is gone, I... bah bah, the senior brother and the senior sister live a long life, a thousand years, a long life, there is no reason for not being here. I think..."

Lin Daoxuan's small appearance and incoherent expression of loyalty made Lin Daoru feel funny.

Although Zhengqi Mountain is also a good place, but the land of Kyushu is so vast, the former leader of Haoran Sect, Lin Haoran, has a chivalrous reputation all over Qingyang County, and there are no major conflicts of interest in the surrounding hills, so he would be happy to die Lin Da is the head of the sect because of his face, so no one has ever troubled the Haoran faction.

The people of Qingyang Sect didn't show good looks to the orphans of Haoran Sect at all. After the second senior sister sent off the people of Qingyang Sect, her complexion turned ashen, and she immediately turned back to the mountain gate and announced the news of retreat.

The disciples of the outer sect are all the children of poor families at the foot of the mountain, and their roots are not serious. They grow some melons, fruits and vegetables on the mountain on weekdays, and raise some boars, cattle and sheep.

The members of the Haoran faction can be considered to have some financial income, and the head of Lin Da did not fall into the embarrassing situation of lacking clothes and food for a while, and he can rest at ease to recuperate from his injuries.

It's just because most of the money in the sect was used by Murong Xue to hire a doctor to treat Lin Daoru, so he didn't buy some tonics for Lin Daoru, so the injury healed much slower.

The farmers at the foot of the mountain have always received a lot of favors from the Haoran Sect. The major sects dominate the world and let some outer sect disciples buy some property in the world. The residents of the city are often relatives of some sect disciples.

Ordinary people naturally cannot live in a relatively safe city. Some of them choose to gather many people to form a village, which is relatively dangerous in the early stage. Once the number of people increases, a city will be formed. After the city is formed, it will be It will generate its own power, and some idle martial arts people will join it and become enshrined.

Some choose to go to some hilltops to become affiliates of the sect. They enshrine the resources of the sect, and the sect is responsible for protecting their safety. Their income is not much, but they can support themselves. If they are lucky, there will be some talented people among their children who can still Priority to join the sect's inner sect.

The Haoran faction also had some non-staff personnel, but with Lin Haoran's death, these people gradually felt insecure. Out of long-term trust in the Haoran faction, except for a few people, most of them chose to stay.Of course, this has something to do with the fact that the third junior sister of the Haoran faction often goes down the mountain to eradicate some bullies in the village.

After a month of recuperation, Lin Daoru recovered more than half of his body. He visited Zhengqi Mountain on weekdays, and he didn't encounter the so-called pig's foot halo welfare. The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion became his only reliance.

Before, he was the only one who cheated Master Lin, but now he was cheated by a system.A month's time was wasted like this.Lin Daoru closed his eyes helplessly, and stepped into the scripture pavilion again.

After a month of observation, he finally locked on a unique Shaolin technique called the Sutra of Washing the Marrow.

The Marrow Washing Sutra is not an inner strength method. Although I don't know what kind of exercise it was originally, the Marrow Washing Sutra in the Sutra Pavilion is a magical skill that improves the potential of the human body.

With tears streaming down his face, he glanced at the contents of the Marrow Washing Sutra, which contained a large number of formulas, which required the cooperation of n kinds of medicinal materials to increase the speed of cultivation of the Marrow Washing Sutra.

As for the original speed!Although Lin Daoru has never formally practiced, but in line with the principle of being the father of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he doesn't have too much hope.

There are five steps in the Sutra of Washing the Marrow, the first step is to refine the body, the second step is to refine the blood, the third step is to strengthen the tendons, the fourth step is to wash the marrow, and the fifth step is called Wugou. According to the book, this is a magical skill that can turn people into peerless geniuses .

The first four steps of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra were all done by someone. As for the last step, it seems to be just a theoretical thing.

Well, Lin Daoru, who urgently needed to improve his physical fitness, had to choose to put aside all other martial arts and practice a marrow washing scripture for an unknown number of years in the future.

As the saying goes, if a worker wants to benefit from his work, he must first sharpen his tools.I am now the blunt ax for chopping wood, and I need to polish it carefully in the years to come.

He didn't have much hope for the Marrow Washing Sutra, but he didn't think that this magical skill above the ninth rank was so easy to practice, which made him unbelievable.

Stepping into the ranks of body training with ease, under all kinds of weird movements, the vitality of the surrounding world condensed almost to the essence.

This heaven and earth vitality poured into his body without going through the meridians, but it directly merged into the flesh and blood of his whole body, making his physique improve at a speed visible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)