Xiao Jin's gold cutting skill is as his name suggests, and his energy is released, forming a golden knife slash on the outside of the palm edge, which is dazzling.

"Cutting gold and breaking jade, comparable to a sharp weapon!"

Zhao Lin took a light breath and said with heartfelt emotion.

Xiao Jin's sword slashing momentum swept through, and Miao Tianfeng's dozens of fist shadows disappeared in an instant, and the former was slightly superior.

In fact, when it comes to martial arts attainments, Miao Tianfeng is not inferior to Xiao Jin, but the martial arts are cultivated to a certain extent, especially when the strength is close, there is a situation of mutual restraint.

If you want to avoid the exercises being overcome, you can either deepen your skills and suppress the opponent with absolute strength, such as water can overcome fire, but when a glass of water meets a salary, you can't do anything about it.

Either you can cultivate a non-attribute exercise, such as Shi Xiaoquan, and there will be no problem of Shengke.

The competition on the field ended in a draw, and although Xiao Jin had a slight advantage, he could not beat Miao Tianfeng within seven breaths.

Yang Lin was generally satisfied with this examination, and walked to the field and said: "The seven-breath battle is to train your spatial awareness and ability to change!" ”

"It's different now, and the way of playing with two people fighting in the open for hundreds of rounds is outdated."

Then he commented on the performance of each disciple one by one, and finally said, "You go back and cultivate well, make up for your weaknesses, and come back next month!" ”

"Yes."

The disciples left one after another and returned to their respective positions in the medicine mountain.

"Zhao Lin, Zhong Yewu, Xiang Bao, Li Liang, the four of you stay."

Yang Lin called Zhao Lin and a few other disciples who had entered the inner courtyard this year to his side, and said, "In two days, I will take you out on a long trip, and it will take about three or five days to go back and forth, and if you have something at hand, you can deal with it first." ”

Going far away?

The four of them were a little curious, but since Yang Lin didn't say it, they didn't ask, so they nodded in unison.

Zhao Lin did not go back to the practice room directly, but sat down next to a big tree outside the school grounds, silently recalling what he had just seen and heard.

What strengths can be learned from the disciples, and which weaknesses should be avoided.

The master led the way into the door, and the practice was in the individual.

Although Yang Lin taught well, and the instructors were also very responsible, they still had to think more about how to cultivate.

With so many competitions today, the biggest impression for him is that when he cultivates to the blood realm, the importance of the exercises is becoming more and more prominent, and it is difficult to win against opponents of the same level with fists and kicks alone.

The strength of the four major disciples is indeed strong, the Collapse Mountain Fist, the Flying Leaf Hand, the Shaking Shadow Fist, and the Gold Cutting Slash are all first-class superior exercises.

However, Zhao Lin did not feel that they were invincible, but was full of confidence.

Xiao Jin is twenty-eight years old this year, a full ten years older than himself, and the other three are also six or seven years older than him, and there is still time to catch up.

"If you want to make achievements in the martial arts competition, you must cultivate to the first level of the blood realm, otherwise the difference in the realm is too great."

"There must also be one or two powerful exercises, otherwise no matter how great the strength is, no matter how fast the speed is, the strength will be suppressed."

Back then, when he was in the Qi Realm, there were almost no opponents in the same realm, but now that he has reached the Blood Realm, he is just as confident that he can do this.

Near noon, a disciple hurriedly walked over and said to Zhao Lin, "Senior Brother Zhao, someone is looking for you outside. ”

"Okay, I'll go, thank you!"

Zhao Lin felt strange in his heart, walked out of the inner courtyard quickly, and saw a familiar figure standing outside the door, it was Gao Yuan, the senior brother of Liuhemen.

"Senior brother, why are you here?"

Zhao Lin was overjoyed, stepped forward and grabbed Gao Yuan's arm and shook it vigorously.

"I'm coming to the sect for further study."

Gao Yuan said with a smile.

Zhao Lin understood as soon as he heard it, Zhu Huaishan died suddenly, and he didn't have time to teach all the exercises and prescriptions to Gao Yuan.

As a branch of the Xingyun Sect, it is reasonable for the inheritors to come over for further study.

"When did Senior Brother come? Where do you live now? ”

"I just arrived today, and I'm in the outer courtyard."

"Is the master okay?"

"Don't worry, it's okay!"

"How long does Senior Brother expect to stay here?"

"About a month."

When they met their old acquaintances in a foreign country, the two were happy and chatted non-stop along the way.

When it was lunch time, Zhao Lin invited Gao Yuan to his mansion.

The servant had already prepared the meal, and Zhao Lin ordered someone to add a pair of chopsticks.

He was about to speak, when he suddenly sensed that Gao Yuan's qi and blood were different from before, and said in surprise: "Senior brother, have you broken through to the triple qi realm?" ”

"You can see it."

Gao Yuan smiled, "I, the sect master, is not worthy of my name, maybe I was stimulated, I just broke through last month, and now I am consolidating the realm." ”

Zhao Lin picked up the teacup and replaced the wine with tea, "Congratulations, senior brother!" ”

Gao Yuan raised his glass and touched him, and said with a wry smile: "My own family knows my own affairs, and it is a fluke to be able to enter the triple qi realm, and the blood realm is not hopeful." ”

"Speaking of which, you are amazing, I will go to the Dancing Elephant Courtyard in the morning to find you. People told me that there is no one named Zhao Lin in the Dancing Elephant Courtyard, but there is one in the inner courtyard. ”

said with emotion: "I remember that you only entered the door the year before last, and you cultivated to the blood realm in more than two years, which is like a dream." ”

Zhao Lin said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, don't mention this matter to others. ”

Gao Yuan looked at Zhao Lin's expression and knew that he didn't want to publicize it, so he said, "Senior brother, don't worry." ”

After lunch, Gao Yuan got up and said goodbye, "Senior brother, I still have to learn the exercises from the deacon in the afternoon, so I won't bother for now." ”

"Okay, I'll send you."

Zhao Lin wanted to go home to visit, so he sent Gao Yuan to the outer courtyard until he went down the mountain.

……

"Qiu'er, call uncle."

Zhao Lin was in the courtyard of his home, teasing his nephew in his arms.

In July this year, my sister-in-law gave birth to a big fat boy to my brother, and the family liked it very much. Because it was the day of the beginning of autumn, he took a nickname called Qiu'er.

"It's only been two months, and I still can't speak."

Brother Zhao Shanle said happily.

I don't know what the reason is, everyone in the family is okay with Qiu'er, but Zhao Shan can't stop crying when he hugs him, so he can only look at it from the side, and his heart is so hungry.

Qiu'er looks pink, fleshy, with a nose and mouth like Zhao Shan, eyebrows and eyes are delicate and graceful, and she is "giggling" in Zhao Lin's arms at the moment.

"It's ready, you two come in and eat." Sister-in-law Xiulan walked out of the house and said to the two with a smile.

During the meal, the family discussed naming the child.

Mother Zhao said: "This little baby is two months old, and I haven't thought of a name, Lin'er, you can help think of a good name." ”

Zhao Lin glanced at his brother and said with a smile: "The children's names are given by their parents, but I don't really understand them." ”

Zhao Shan scratched his hair, "We can't recognize a few big characters, I'm afraid it will be broken." ”

The sister-in-law said: "I don't understand, it's not appropriate to get a few." ”

At this time, Zhao's father spoke, "There is a teacher in the workshop, I showed him my grandson's eight characters, and they helped him come up with a name, you listen." ”

Zhao Lin put down his chopsticks and asked curiously, "What's your name?" ”

"Zhao Benshan!"

Zhao Lin almost squirted out a mouthful of rice, and coughed vigorously twice.

Father Zhao was surprised: "What, this name is not good?" ”

Zhao Lin took a sip of water, calmed down, and said, "This name...... It's good, it's just that my brother has a mountain in his name, and it's not appropriate for father and son to share a word, right? ”

"There is a saying that the son does not say the name of the father, and the teacher does not say anything."

Father Zhao slapped his thigh, "Ouch" and shouted: "I really didn't expect this, and I don't blame Mr. Teaching, I didn't tell him, I will ask him again tomorrow." ”

Zhao Lin nodded, looked at his pink nephew, and thought, "No matter how you look at this little face, it won't grow into a shoehorn, right?" ”

(End of chapter)