Martial Arts Collection Pavilion

Chapter 47

"Don't think about it anymore, old man, let me ask you, boy, which sect are you a disciple of, just tell me and see if the old man knows."

Lin Daoru smiled slightly. He himself has a collection of all major martial arts in the world of high martial arts. It is a sword cultivator, and it can be regarded as a Taoist cultivator.

Lin Daoru didn't know how to answer him, so in the end he had to say: "This junior comes from a small sect, and he is not a disciple of a famous pope. Don't guess anymore, senior."

The old man heard this, but he said angrily: "Boy, old man, I saved your life, but you don't even want to tell me the name of a sect. Is this how you repay your life-saving benefactor?"

He put his hands on his hips and glared at Lin Daoru, but there was no murderous look in his eyes.

Hearing his words, Lin Daoru had a bitter expression on his face, and finally smiled and said: "The Haoran Sect, the younger generation was born in Qingzhou, is a small sect established by the younger generation's father. After the death of the younger generation, the younger generation became the head of the sect. After receiving many opportunities, it took more than a year to achieve the current level of cultivation."

Lin Daoru hesitated for a while, and seeing the old man's crazy appearance, he finally sighed and said, "As for this strong body, it's because this junior has practiced a body-refining martial art."

The old man's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he said: "Okay, that's great, you're not bad, you can reach the peak of the seventh rank in a year, hahaha, genius, unworldly genius. Good at martial arts Come on, boy, show my old man the martial arts you have practiced, and my old man will also have some body training exercises taught by witchcraft, and if he is satisfied, I will teach you along with it."

Lin Daoru nodded, and was about to practice, but his stomach made a thunderous sound again.

Lin Daoru stopped immediately, looked at the old man awkwardly, and the old man looked at him again, and then asked: "Boy, what's the matter? Why don't you practice, practice quickly."

The old man was still abnormal, Lin Daoru had no choice but to say to the old man: "You can practice martial arts later, but if you don't eat something, this junior will starve to death!"

When the old man heard it, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed. After a long time, he said, "Starve to death? Are you going to starve to death? Hahahahaha, this is the funniest joke I have ever heard from the old man. Hahahaha, come here, old man, I will teach you a set of martial arts first, which was practiced by the old man after seven days of hard thinking and meditation under this cliff. Just be optimistic."

After all, the old man stretched his body, jumped onto a stone wall, and said to Lin Daoru again, """You just look at it" and slowly opened his mouth wide, and the aura of heaven and earth slowly moved towards He gathered, and finally poured into his mouth, the spiritual energy condensed into a ball, and was finally swallowed by him.

The old man patted his stomach and jumped down as if he was full, and then said to Lin Daoru: "Boy, you go up and eat enough, let's continue, hehe. Don't be polite to the old man, even if you are full, Enough, enough."

Lin Daoru's complexion turned dark, and finally he sighed helplessly, and asked, "I don't know what level of cultivation senior is?"

The old man was taken aback, and said: "Old man, I was above the peak of the ninth rank 50 years ago, half a foot stepped into the edge of the broken void, and now 50 years have passed, although I have not ascended, but I am also far away from the broken void." Only one foot away."

He seemed to be very proud, but Lin Daoru couldn't help feeling more bitter, and said to him: "My cultivation level is no more than the seventh rank, how can I open up valleys like my predecessors, and be able to live on breath, alas."

The old man was taken aback when he heard this, he lowered his head and thought for a long time, then raised his head to look at Lin Daoru, and finally said angrily: "Boy, do you know that my old man hid the fruit and wanted to steal it to cheat me?" ? Let me tell you, my old man is reluctant to eat a few pieces a year, so don't take the old man's fruit."

Lin Daoru's face could no longer turn pale, he glanced at him, and then sat down cross-legged on the spot, slowly circulating the true energy in his body, but stopped talking.

Seeing that Lin Daoru sat down and didn't talk to himself, the old man couldn't help but scratched his ears anxiously, looked at Lin Daoru again, finally gritted his teeth, and said: "Just one fruit tree, no more. There is only one fruit tree at the bottom of the valley. It only bears more than a dozen fruits a year, and I can't give you any more."

Lin Daoru nodded, in short, fill his stomach first, and then find a way to get out of this valley.

The old man reluctantly took out a vermilion fruit. Lin Daoru held a thumb-sized fruit in his hand, took a deep look at the old man, saw that he didn't look at him, and glanced his head aside, then Not caring much, he gritted his teeth and bit down.

Strange to say, this fruit didn't have a single core, it melted in the mouth, a sweet aroma wafted out of his mouth, which caused the old man to move his index finger, and he found a fruit out of nowhere. He opened his mouth to bite down, but finally held back.

"This month's fruit was given to this kid, and I can't eat it anymore. If I eat it again, it will be gone next month." After finishing speaking, he suppressed the desire to swallow the fruit in one mouthful and turned his right hand holding the fruit back. hand, but couldn't move it.

He yelled loudly, stretched out his left hand again, grabbed his right hand and pressed it back, held it for about ten seconds, and finally stretched his head forward, and threw the small fruit into his mouth. Then he closed his eyes slightly, smashed his mouth, finally showed a satisfied smile, and sat down cross-legged to practice.

Lin Daoru ate the fruit into his stomach, and the fruit immediately turned into a hot energy that circulated in his body, and slowly circulated in a large circle along the meridians in his body, increasing the width and toughness of the meridians in his body again a lot.Finally, it came to the heart, and once again turned into a fruit-like shape, but it was much smaller.Waves of weak scorching energy slowly emanated from it, slowly strengthening his body along his flesh and blood.

Lin Daoru hastily practiced the Sutra of Washing the Marrow, and with the help of the fruit, he finally uttered a soft drink and stepped into the realm of the fourth layer of the Sutra of Washing the Marrow.

(End of this chapter)