Lin Buzheng closed his eyes and meditated beside the spirit spring, focusing on his cultivation.
In his mind, the image of a ferocious tiger pouncing at Lin Buzheng. Each of its movements brought boundless enlightenment to Lin Buzheng.
The Raging Bull Fist was ferocious and domineering. Although it was powerful, its lethality was limited.
The Mountain Monarch Howling in the Forest Painting was the opposite, focusing more on lethality.
It was like a ferocious tiger approaching its prey, waiting for an opportunity to strike without releasing any aura.
At the last moment when it pounced out from the bushes, it would explode with all its strength and kill its prey instantly!
Lurking, approaching, exploding.
The Mountain Monarch Howling in the Forest Painting focused more on the control of one's strength. Using steel as a blade, its lethality was naturally incomparable!
"I see!"
"I get it now!"
After comprehending the Mountain Monarch Howling in the Forest Painting, Lin Buzheng's control over his body's strength instantly improved.
The same Raging Bull Fist could increase its lethality by at least thirty percent without any change in strength!
However, the Mountain Monarch Howling in the Forest Painting was simply too difficult.
Even though Lin Buzheng spent the entire morning comprehending and gained a lot, he still did not comprehend the Martial Techniques contained in the nine splash-ink landscape paintings.
"Breakthrough …"
Right then, Lin Buzheng raised his brow with a strange expression.
Rumble!
Before he could finish his sentence, the martial aura on Lin Buzheng's body changed abruptly.
Like a rising tide, it became denser and more solid.
Lin Buzheng's cultivation had achieved another breakthrough while cultivating the Mountain Monarch Howling in the Forest Painting, reaching Stage Eight Body Dao!
Rumble!
Immediately, Lin Buzheng felt his heart beating in his chest become stronger and stronger.
The Martial Path True Qi flowing through his meridians also became slightly thicker.
His Divine Sense became even stronger. With a sweep of his gaze, he could even clearly see a small worm crawling on the grass three hundred zhang away.
"If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have wasted ten thousand taels of silver to get Fatty Lin to buy the Body Breaking Elixir."
Lin Buzheng was speechless.
But then again, as long as Lin Buzheng's cultivation was still at the Physique Dao realm, consuming the Body Breaking Pill would be effective.
Therefore, Lin Buzheng's ten thousand taels of silver was not wasted.
Ding dong!
The next moment, a melodious bell rang at the end of the road. Fatty Lin drove the cart back in high spirits.
"Big Brother, the spring water has been sold out. This time, we sold it for 300 taels of silver!"
From afar, Fatty Lin was waving at Lin Buzheng with excitement.
"Not bad!"
Lin Buzheng nodded at Fatty Lin.
"Also, Big Brother, I've also bought the pills you wanted."
Fatty Lin shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Very good!"
Lin Buzheng nodded at Fatty Lin again, but in the next moment, his gaze went past Fatty Lin and looked behind him. "But why did you bring a guest back?"
"Big Brother, are your eyes playing tricks on you?"
"I came back alone, why would I bring a guest?"
When Fatty Lin heard that, he instinctively turned his head and looked behind him.
At this moment, there was nothing behind Fatty Lin. There was not even a shadow, let alone a person.
Lin Buzheng spoke again, "Look behind you again."
"Still nothing!"
When Fatty Lin heard that, his face was filled with bewilderment. However, he still turned around obediently and looked behind him once more.
Whoosh!
A gust of cold wind blew past Fatty Lin's back, gently blowing up a few fallen leaves on the back seat of the water cart.
There was still nothing behind Fatty Lin.
"Look behind you again!"
Lin Buzheng was speechless. He had seen stupid people, but not this stupid.
"Still nothing!"
Fatty Lin turned around for the third time, but there was still no one behind him. His chubby cheeks immediately pouted. "Big Brother, you're messing with me again!"
"Who's messing with you?"
"You turned to the left three times in a row, of course you can't see anyone!"
"That person is sitting on your right!"
The veins on Lin Buzheng's forehead bulged. He was really defeated by Fatty Lin's stupidity.
"Huh?"
"Really?"
Fatty Lin only reacted when he heard that. He looked behind him. "Is there really someone? Why can't I sense anything?"
"Ah, you, when did you —"
Suddenly, Little Fatty Lin let out a blood-curdling squeal like a pig being slaughtered!
At this moment, an old man with white hair and beard sat on Fatty Lin's right. He wore linen clothes and had a leisurely expression.
He looked no different from an ordinary old man.
He met Fatty Lin's gaze and flashed a row of white teeth with a bright smile. "Greetings, young man of the family!"
Bam!
Before the old man finished his sentence, his palm lightly landed on Fatty Lin's forehead.
The latter's eyes rolled back and he fainted before he could even finish his sentence.
"Hyah!"
The old man took the horsewhip from the fainted Fatty Lin and drove the carriage forward slowly.
Little Fatty Lin was sprawled out on a seat at the side with his belly facing the sky. He looked as comical as one could imagine.
However, Lin Buzheng did not laugh. He only watched the old man approach with a calm gaze.
"Neigh!"
A few dozen breaths later, the old man pulled the reins and stopped the carriage several feet away from Lin Buzheng.
"Junior Lin Buzheng greets the senior of the family!"
Lin Buzheng bowed to the old man with his fists cupped together. His posture was proper and flawless.
However, there was no respect in Lin Buzheng's gaze when he looked at the old man. Instead, there was a hint of repulsion and wariness.
"How did you know I'm the senior of the family?"
The old man raised an eyebrow and looked at Lin Buzheng with a slightly surprised gaze.
"Just now, Senior's words clearly stated your origins."
Just as Lin Buzheng had said, the hemp-robed elder had addressed Little Fatty Lin as a junior of the family.
In other words, the old man was a senior of the Lin family.
"Not bad!"
The old man praised, "I heard that your cultivation base was only at the second-layer of Body Dao a month ago?"
As he spoke, he looked at Lin Buzheng with an approving gaze.
It was obvious that he could tell that Lin Buzheng had reached the eighth-layer of Body Dao.
"Senior, you must have heard wrongly. It was half a month ago."
Lin Buzheng corrected him without batting an eyelid. His gaze toward the old man was even calmer, like an autumn lake without any ripples.
In fact, Lin Buzheng's cultivation base had only increased in the past few days. It was less than ten days in total.
"Good, good, good!"
The old man nodded with a smile. His gaze toward Lin Buzheng was filled with even more approval. "You're smart enough to know autumn from a single leaf. You're like a hidden dragon coming out of the abyss. You're indeed the son of the Lin family!"
"However, this is both good and bad."
"Please enlighten me, Senior."
Lin Buzheng's face was cold and indifferent. At this moment, the last trace of respect in his eyes had faded away as he looked at the linen clothed old man.
"You're a disciple of the Lin family. It's a good thing that you're talented in Martial Dao."
"However, you've offended someone you shouldn't have, so I have to wipe you off the face of this world."
"The feeling of killing a genius of the younger generation hurts my heart!"
The old man shook his head and sighed.
At this point, the gaze he looked at Lin Buzheng with finally changed. His praise was filled with boundless pity and pity.
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