"Bloody Face, you were extremely vicious when you were alive. I hope that you can rest in peace after your death!"
Lin Buzheng muttered in his heart. He pieced Bloody Face's body parts together and buried them with the five men in black.
No matter how vicious and brutal his opponents were, Lin Buzheng would bury them after he killed them.
That was Lin Buzheng's habit.
It was a form of respect for his opponents, as well as a form of respect for martial arts.
This job was supposed to be done by Little Fatty Lin, but Little Fatty Lin was truly frightened by the blood face. He hid in his room, trembling all over, and refused to come out no matter what.
Therefore, this difficult task could only be done by Lin Buzheng himself.
Lin Buzheng was furious. His punch that killed Bloody Face was too powerful, turning Bloody Face into minced meat. It was very inconvenient to deal with it.
If he had known that this would happen, he would have used less force in his punch.
However, Lin Buzheng did gain something from the process of dealing with Bloody Face's body. He found a thick stack of banknotes in Bloody Face's chest. It was worth seven thousand taels of silver!
It should be the silver that Bloody Face had earned from selling the spring water over the past few months.
Lin Buzheng's breathing suddenly became heavy.
Lin Buzheng had more than three thousand taels of silver on him. With the addition of the seven thousand taels of banknotes, he could buy two Superior-Grade Body Breaking Pills.
With that, the possibility of Lin Buzheng making a breakthrough would undoubtedly be much higher!
The only pity was that Lin Buzheng could not find the Five Tigers Breaking the Gate Saber Technique on Bloody Face.
The Five Tigers Breaking the Gate Saber Technique was a low-grade mystic class cultivation technique. It was somewhat similar to the Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting. If Lin Buzheng obtained it and used it as a reference, he would definitely be able to successfully cultivate the Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting in a very short period of time.
After Lin Buzheng buried Bloody Face's body, the sun rose into the sky.
The mountain mist drifted and the spring water gurgled. Another brand new and beautiful day had arrived.
After the family's water cart left, Fatty Lin drove the mountain bandits' water cart and couldn't wait to set off.
Before Lin Buzheng left, he handed all ten thousand silvers to Fatty Lin, asking him to buy two Upper Body-Breaking Pills from the Pill Cauldron Pavilion.
This ten thousand taels of silver was Lin Buzheng's entire net worth. Even for a qi path expert, it was an extremely shocking amount of wealth.
But now, Lin Buzheng took out the money and spent it without batting an eyelid.
No matter how much silver he had, it was still an external object.
On the other hand, buying medicinal pills could increase one's strength, allowing one to better survive in this dog-eat-dog world.
All external objects were illusions. The only thing a martial artist could rely on was himself!
"Oh my god, this is ten thousand taels of silver!"
"Big Brother, you're really rich!"
Fatty Lin looked at the ten thousand taels of silver in his hand with a greedy glint in his eyes.
"Big Brother, this is a lot of silver, what if someone steals it on the way?"
Fatty Lin put the silver in his pocket and asked as he suddenly recalled something.
"So what if it's stolen. Don't feel pressured, just come back."
Lin Buzheng grinned at Fatty Lin.
Fatty Lin was instantly moved to tears: "Big Brother, you're the best."
"I'll bury you and Bloody Face together."
However, Lin Buzheng's next words caused Fatty Lin to break down, his expression collapsing.
"Big Brother, you win!"
"Let's go."
Fatty Lin pulled a long face as he drove the cart and disappeared at the end of the road.
Lin Buzheng smiled faintly.
Fatty Lin was a smart and reliable person. There wouldn't be any problems leaving this task to him.
"It's time to cultivate!"
After sending Fatty Lin off, Lin Buzheng returned to the spiritual spring and focused on cultivating.
Whoosh!
In an instant, faint vitality escaped from the spiritual spring and turned into birds and beasts. Shadows flickered and surrounded Lin Buzheng's figure once again.
Whoosh!
Not long after Lin Buzheng entered a meditative state, a layer of faint blue Qi appeared on the surface of his body, swaying with the wind.
Not only that, but in Lin Buzheng's meridians, there were also wisps of faintly discernible light blue True Qi, circulating in an incomparably mysterious path.
It wasn't Martial Path Inner Force, but Martial Path Inner Force!
In the body path realm, Martial Path Inner Force existed in the meridians of a martial artist.
Martial Path Inner Force, as the name suggested, was Inner Force. It was formless and undetectable.
With the support of Martial Path Inner Force, a martial artist could unleash a force of a few hundred kilograms, killing ferocious beasts and shattering boulders was a piece of cake.
When a martial artist's cultivation reached the qi path realm, their Martial Path Inner Force would evolve and turn into Martial Path Inner Force.
The support of Martial Path Inner Force was even more terrifying.
Martial Path First Stage Qi Path martial artists only had a trace of Martial Path Inner Force, thinner than a strand of hair. It was almost invisible to the naked eye, and could only fill a tenth of the meridians.
But a trace of Inner Force could increase a martial artist's strength by a thousand kilograms!
Right now, Lin Buzheng's cultivation was only at the peak of the seventh stage of body path, but the Martial Path Inner Force in his meridians had already started to turn into Martial Path Inner Force.
The reason for this was because Lin Buzheng had cultivated the Raging Bull Fist Technique to the Flawless Realm, breaking through the shackles of the body path realm and touching upon the true meaning of the qi path realm.
In the body path realm, the body would produce Martial Path Inner Force.
According to Lin Buzheng's knowledge, there had never been anyone like this in the Lin family of Yong Ning City!
This was enough to show how terrifying Lin Buzheng's talent was!
"It's time to cultivate the Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting!"
Right now, there was Martial Path Inner Force in Lin Buzheng's meridians.
This undoubtedly meant that Lin Buzheng had the ability to cultivate the Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting.
The Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting came from the same source as the blood face's Five Tigers Breaking the Gate Saber Technique, but it was far more profound than the latter. It was at least a mystic mid-grade technique.
According to Lin Buzheng's knowledge, there was only one such high-grade technique in the Lin family!
This showed how precious the Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting was!
Whoosh!
Lin Buzheng gently flipped the pages.
In the Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting, an extremely powerful Martial Path True Meaning shot through the sky.
The Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting was formed by nine splash-ink landscape paintings, and each painting contained a terrifying Martial Path True Meaning.
The further one went, the more terrifying the Martial Path True Meaning would be.
Previously, Lin Buzheng was limited by his ability and was forced to stop after the seventh painting.
But now, Lin Buzheng's body was undergoing a shocking transformation.
Perhaps he had the ability to comprehend the last two scrolls of the Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting!
Rumble!
The more Lin Buzheng flipped, the more powerful the Martial Path True Meaning gushed out of the Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting.
Especially the last two splash-ink landscape paintings, the Martial Path True Meaning that burst forth was like a divine weapon that even pierced Lin Buzheng's Divine Sense.
"It's done!"
After an unknown period of time, Lin Buzheng covered the Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting with a confident smile on his face.
At this moment, in Lin Buzheng's mind, a colorful tiger coiled and crouched, giving off a domineering aura.
Especially the nine postures of the tiger, the muscles on the tiger's body bulged, giving off a monstrous aura. It was the same as the nine splash-ink landscape paintings in the Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting!
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