"Little Fatty, wake up!"
"Why did you faint again?"
"What a scaredy-cat!"
Lin Buzheng was speechless. He wanted to give Fatty Lin a surprise when he woke up.
Who would have thought that this surprise would be a little too much? Fatty Lin fainted from fright again.
Howl!
The multi-colored tiger roared at the sky with a thunderous voice.
Its huge body gradually shrunk and returned to its human form.
"I see!"
"I get it now!"
Lin Buzheng gained a deeper understanding of the Tiger Transformation.
At this moment, in Lin Buzheng's mind, the nine splash-ink landscape paintings of the Mountain Monarch Howling Through the Woods were no longer difficult to understand.
Black Tiger Steals Heart, Ferocious Tiger Pounces, and Ferocious Tiger Tail!
Black Tiger Steals Heart, as the name suggested, was like a ferocious tiger digging out the heart. There was nothing fancy about it, and it focused on the opponent's vital parts, killing with a single punch.
Furthermore, when a martial artist executed the Black Tiger Steals Heart, Martial Qi would circulate within their body according to a mysterious path, turning into fist force and exploding violently with shocking destructive power.
Therefore, in front of this move, armor, shield, or any other form of defense would be useless as it would all be penetrated by this move!
Ferocious Tiger Pounces was a claw technique that was extremely sharp and destructive.
A simple claw contained supreme power, like a ferocious tiger pouncing on its prey. A light claw could tear the opponent into pieces!
The last move, Ferocious Tiger Tail, was a leg technique.
Not only was the move hidden, but its speed was also extremely fast. When an opportunity presented itself, it would leap into the air and perform a roundhouse kick that could even split the opponent in half!
"Ferocious Tiger Third Move!"
"What an overbearing cultivation technique!"
Lin Buzheng was shocked.
Although the Mountain Monarch Howls Forest Painting only had three moves, its power was a few times greater than the Raging Bull Fist Technique.
Overbearing, as expected of a mystic class cultivation technique!
Although the Third Tiger Fist Style was powerful, it was difficult for Lin Buzheng to practice it, making it difficult for him.
The reason for this was that the Mountain Monarch Howls Forest Painting had a high requirement for a martial artist's cultivation.
A martial artist's cultivation must reach the qi path realm to be able to fully display the power of the Fierce Tiger Three Styles.
Although Lin Buzheng had condensed Martial Path Qi in his body, he was not a Qi Path martial artist after all. When he cultivated Three Styles of Ferocious Tiger, it was naturally difficult for him to exert his full strength.
Boom!
Just when Lin Buzheng was comprehending the Three Styles of the Ferocious Tiger, the Mountain Lord Howling in the Forest Painting that was spread out in front of him suddenly burst into flames. In the blink of an eye, it turned into dust that filled the sky and drifted away with the wind.
Lin Buzheng was surprised, but he quickly regained his composure.
Come to think of it, this should be a contingency left behind by the martial arts mighty figure who wrote the cultivation technique.
At the last moment before the Mountain King Howl Lin Painting was completely burned, Lin Buzheng vaguely noticed that there seemed to be a wisp of white light rushing out of the ashes. With a flash, it rushed into his body.
But then, Lin Buzheng carefully examined his body and didn't find anything strange, so he stopped thinking about it.
"Today's cultivation will end here."
After a while, Lin Buzheng stopped cultivating. He dug a deep hole in the forest and buried the old man's corpse.
Although the old man did not have good intentions towards Lin Buzheng and wanted to take his life, he was still an elder of the same clan.
However, he was still an elder of the same clan, so Lin Buzheng naturally had to bury him.
"Princess Changqing's family, huh …"
"I will go!"
Lin Buzheng's eyes were filled with determination.
After today's battle, Lin Buzheng had learned a lot about his father, Lin Shanyue, from the old man.
Among them, there were even hints of Lin Buzheng's background.
These were things that his father, Lin Shanyue, had never mentioned before.
Lin Buzheng faintly felt that if he went to the main family, he would definitely be able to learn more!
Actually, even if Lin Buzheng didn't come here for this purpose, he would still go to the main family sooner or later.
The Lin family's main family was located in the capital city of Changqing County.
Every once in a while, they would hold a competition between the families to select outstanding disciples from the branch families and bring them back to the main family for nurturing.
Compared to the Lin family in Yongning City, the Lin family's main family's cultivation resources were more abundant. There was no doubt that they had more talented disciples.
That was where the Lin family's geniuses would clash intensely!
No matter how one looked at it, in the near future, Lin Buzheng would go to the Princess Changqing's family.
Just like his father, Lin Shanyue!
"What senior?"
"In my opinion, calling you Senior Pauper is more appropriate!"
Lin Buzheng muttered. In the process of burying the old man, he didn't forget to 'cleanse' the old man's body.
However, the old man's poverty was far beyond Lin Buzheng's imagination.
After searching the old man's body, he didn't even find a single tael of silver.
There wasn't even a trace of high-grade cultivation techniques or high-grade pills.
It was obvious that the old man wasn't a fugitive like Blood Face.
Most of his precious items were kept in the family for safekeeping and wouldn't be carried around.
Lin Buzheng was speechless. For the first time, he felt that he had made a losing deal.
"Oh my god, a tiger!
"There's a tiger!"
At that moment, Fatty Lin finally woke up from his coma.
The moment he woke up, he immediately screamed in fear. It was enough to show his fear of the colorful tiger.
"What are you panicking for?"
"The tiger ran away a long time ago."
Lin Buzheng shook his head. He was speechless at Fatty Lin's cowardice.
"Right, where's the old man who sat behind me and attacked me?
I want to challenge him to a duel. I want to fight him for 300 rounds! "
Fatty Lin seemed to feel that he was a coward. He quickly spoke passionately, trying to salvage his image in Lin Buzheng's mind.
"You?"
"Forget it!"
Lin Buzheng was even more speechless.
With Fatty Lin's half-baked strength, he wanted to challenge the old man?
Fatty Lin wouldn't even have the chance to kneel before the old man in hemp garments smacked him into a meat patty.
"Clean this place up."
"Hide the water cart as well. The family's water cart is coming!"
Lin Buzheng gave a few simple instructions and returned to the spiritual spring to continue his cultivation.
The sun rose and set, the moon appeared and disappeared.
Half a month passed by in the blink of an eye.
In this half a month, Lin Buzheng had been practicing the Three Styles of the Ferocious Tiger.
In the morning, before the family's water cart arrived, Lin Buzheng had already woken up.
He climbed to the top of a cliff not far away with his bare hands. Facing the rising sun, he trained hard.
Late at night, when the sky was filled with stars and the moon was leaning towards the west, Lin Buzheng dragged his exhausted body back from the forest.
During this time, Lin Buzheng, in order to quickly master the Ferocious Tiger Three Styles, did not hesitate to go deep into the forest, and began a life and death battle with the demon tiger, whose strength was comparable to a first qi path cultivator.
After going through numerous hardships and tribulations, Lin Buzheng finally managed to cultivate the Three Forms of the Ferocious Tiger to the Greater Mastery Realm after half a month!
Previously, Lin Buzheng practiced the Raging Bull Fist, and his muscles were bulky and strong.
But now, Lin Buzheng had reached greater mastery in the Three Forms of the Ferocious Tiger. The bulging muscles on his body had disappeared, revealing a perfect streamlined body. His explosive power was even more shocking.
It was as if it had transformed from an ox to a tiger!
As a result, Lin Buzheng gained initial control over the Ferocious Tiger God Art.
As long as he had sufficient Zhenqi in his body, he could transform into a tiger at any time.
At the same time, Lin Buzheng also comprehended the hidden move of the Mountain Monarch Howling Through the Forest Painting.
The tiger hides in wait for the enemy.
The first half of the technique was similar to a concealment technique. When a martial artist mastered it, they could completely conceal their breathing, aura, and blood energy.
It was like a tiger pouncing on its prey, hiding in the bushes.
Until the very last moment before the attack, the prey would never discover it.
When the last moment arrived, the hidden strength of the martial artist would explode at that moment.
With one move, the strength would multiply, and it could even instantly kill an enemy that was stronger than the martial artist!
Finally, as Lin Buzheng's comprehension of the Mountain Monarch Howling Through the Forest Painting deepened, his martial cultivation increased once again.
He had broken through to the ninth stage of the body path.
He was only a step away from the doorstep of the qi path realm!
At this point, the Zhenqi in Lin Buzheng's body had become more condensed and thick. It had already filled up a tenth of his meridians.
If it was just based on the Zhenqi in his meridians, Lin Buzheng was no different from a first stage qi path martial artist, and he was even slightly stronger!
For the next few days, Lin Buzheng continued to focus on cultivating the Mountain Monarch Howling Through the Forest Painting.
At the crucial moment, he would transform into a tiger and comprehend the essence of the Three Forms of the Ferocious Tiger.
"Oh my god!"
"Brother Tiger, why are you here again!"
"Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger, please don't eat me, I'm full of fat, it's disgusting!"
"You might not know, but there's another person here, he's skinny and muscular, he's very chewy, I'll bring you to eat him!"
During this period, Fatty Lin and the tiger met many times. There were even a few times when the tiger pounced on him.
Fatty Lin thought that he had caught the tiger's attention. He did not care if the tiger could understand human language, he invited the tiger to eat delicious food with a flattering face.
Lin Buzheng naturally understood what Fatty Lin was referring to when he said 'delicious'.
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