Lin Feng only sighed slightly, and after a while, he recovered, and began to really ask some confusion in the martial arts: "Zhang Zhenren, the kid absorbs other people's internal forces for his own use, will the foundation be unstable and leave hidden dangers?" ”

This is what Lin Feng is most worried about at the moment.

Almost all of Lin Feng's skills were not from his own penance, which made him feel uneasy.

Zhang Sanfeng said seriously: "It is inevitable that the foundation is unstable, but it is not enough to leave hidden dangers." After all, the skill is not cultivated and polished by oneself for decades, so it is naturally difficult to operate like a finger. In fact, whether it is the silver that has been robbed, or the silver obtained from inheriting the inheritance of the father, or the silver earned by oneself, the purchasing power is the same. The only difference is your heart! ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand and pointed at Lin Feng's heart.

"If you have earned the money by yourself, you will naturally understand that the money is not easy to come by, and you will also understand the truth that 'money has to be spent on the blade'. But if you get it in the other two ways, it will be too easy, and it will be difficult for you to know how to cherish your money. ”

When Lin Feng heard this, his thoughts suddenly became clear, he was worthy of a generation of grandmasters, and he was so simple and easy to understand when he talked about the truth of the Great Dao.

Zhang Sanfeng's meaning is very clear, that is, skill and silver are the same. If it is the skill obtained by one's own penance, it is naturally easy to use, but if it is obtained by tricks, even if the skill is still skill, there is no difference in nature, but it is difficult to make the best use of it in one's own use, and it will inevitably be wasted.

"You don't have to be obsessed with where your power comes from, there's no essential difference. It's like a martial artist cultivating, doesn't he absorb the aura of heaven and earth? Is there a panacea, but don't use it? Isn't this just a choking waste! As long as you acquire the skill, polish it from time to time, practice it day by day, and finally be able to fully control it and reach the realm of being like an arm and a finger. ”

"I see, thank you for the real people, the younger generation is really taught!"

Lin Feng used to read some online novels, and they often said that cultivation should not rely too much on external objects, otherwise it would lose potential and affect long-term development. And the protagonists in those novels often say that they can't rely on foreign objects, while desperately nibbling on the elixir fairy grass...... In the end, there will always be some opportunities to help them refine the impurities in their bodies and lay a solid foundation......

The views of these novels inevitably affected Lin Feng's heart, and Zhang Sanfeng told him these truths until today.

To put it bluntly, these truths are very simple and popular, but if there is no one to guide him, Lin Feng may be worried for the rest of his life, and in the end, he may even become his inner demon, restricting his cultivation.

And at that time, he will think that the stagnation of his cultivation is caused by "unstable foundation", and he will be deeply immersed in his inner demons without knowing it.

This is the sadness of Master's early death.

Lin Feng took advantage of this opportunity to ask Zhang Sanfeng about some of his inner worries and doubts. And Lin Feng's so-called difficulties, in the eyes of Zhang Sanfeng, a master of martial arts, are almost the same as a professor giving lectures to middle school students. Often in a few words, the problem can be explained thoroughly.

Of course, Lin Feng's comprehension is also good, otherwise "it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice", Zhang Sanfeng explained no matter how the sky falls, if you encounter a mentally retarded, you can only stare dryly.

The two asked and answered, immersed in the exchange of martial arts. Unconsciously, the night gradually thickened, and the two of them picked up the lights and talked at night until the moon was in the middle of the sky.

"Zhang Zhenren's advice, the kid has really benefited a lot, and he can't repay it, please accept this gift!"

After digesting it for a long time, Lin Feng threw himself to the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Sanfeng.

This is his heartfelt expression of gratitude to Zhang Sanfeng, if there is no Zhang Sanfeng to guide him, just alone and slowly groping, it is tantamount to a blind man touching an elephant, not to mention half the effort, once the mistake is made, it is not impossible to go crazy.

Zhang Sanfeng was not polite, he really accepted a salute from him, and after he got up, he said: "Since you and I have this fate, why don't you take the True Martial Arts Pill here, there is an old way to protect the Dharma for you, and there will definitely be no chaos." ”

When Lin Feng heard this, he even agreed: "If you can get a real person to protect the Fa, the younger generation can't ask for it!" ”

After that, he didn't make a hypocritical gesture, he directly took out the real martial arts pill and took it down.

The pill was in the mouth, but before Lin Feng could chew it, it turned straight into a clear stream, entered from the throat, and fell straight into the abdomen.

Lin Feng only felt that the warm current in his abdomen was like elixir, not only did he not have the slightest imaginary burning sensation, but it was extremely gentle and supple.

The energy was slowly withdrawn from the whole, and the traces slowly merged into Lin Feng's dantian, and with the operation of Lin Feng's Yijin Sutra exercises, it gradually became one with its own internal force, regardless of each other.

Lin Feng only felt that the internal force was increasing at a perceptible speed every minute and every second, and all the limbs and bones were also being nourished by this powerful force.

In fact, the so-called "30 years of strength" and "50 years of strength" are just a conceptual vocabulary for measuring strength, and it does not really mean that you have to practice for 30 years to cultivate 30 years of strength.

The age is only forty or fifty years old, and it is not without sixty or seventy years of skill, or even a hundred years of skill.

It is not non-existent for those martial artists who are extremely talented or have a lot of martial arts training resources, and who practice martial arts for three or five or even ten years a year to be worth ordinary martial artists. Therefore, it is not impossible to practice martial arts for a year, but have several years of skill.

Even cultivating exercises of different grades and cultivating in different places will affect the effect of the exercises.

Lin Feng was immersed in refining the elixir, and gradually forgot the passage of time, and before he knew it, the sky had gradually brightened, and the sky in the east had also been flushed with a touch of fish belly white.

"Whew!"

Lin Feng's eyes, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened, and a long howl couldn't help but burst out of his mouth.

Suddenly, there were countless birds and beasts in the mountains.

On the main square in front of the Wudang Zhenwu Palace, a group of Wudang disciples were in the morning class, and suddenly heard this long howl, and their bodies couldn't help but stagnate.

Zhang Linpu was standing at the door of the True Martial Hall at the moment, and when he heard this long roar, he couldn't help frowning, looked in the direction where the whistle came from, and then reacted and sighed: "There is such a young grandmaster figure on the rivers and lakes, I don't know if it's good or bad!" Well, since the patriarch decided to do this, there must be a reason. ”

Lin Feng happily stood up from the futon, feeling the incomparably abundant and even somewhat viscous internal force in his body, and a single thought flashed to the outside of the view.

Lin Feng's figure moved slowly, only to see that his hands were sometimes clenched into fists, sometimes into palms, just as he wanted, as he wanted, and his movements became more and more rapid, and later, he couldn't even see his arm movements clearly, only the afterimage of the Dao, overwhelmed.