The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 4: You can’t!
For the time being, putting aside the obsession of the original owner, Lin Yun took out the picture scroll presented by Hong Lao.
In Xijian Pavilion, I often saw Lao Hong watching this painting carefully, but Lin Yun didn't take a peek.
I don’t know what is in the painting. What is it?
"There is a tiger in the heart, sniff the rose?"
The scroll is drawn and written with eight characters, full of ancient meaning, vast and thick.
When the scroll was unfolded, there was a dull roar in my ears, and a tiger leaped at him from the painting.
Slosh!
Lin Yun was startled, and hurriedly backed away, leaving the picture scroll down.
My heart was pounding, and after a long time, it gradually calmed down.
"It's too scary. There seemed to be a fierce tiger coming at me just now."
Lin Yun felt lingering, looking at the scroll on the ground, he hesitated for a while before picking it up again.
The picture depicted in the painting is a fierce tiger flying towards him. Just looking at it, he feels a huge pressure on his face.
The next second, I forgot that it was something in the painting, like a tiger alive standing in front of my eyes.
Opening a huge mouth, the sound of tiger roars shocked the soul.
Wow!
Lin Yun hurriedly put away the picture scroll, not daring to look at it again, and the hand holding the picture scroll trembled slightly.
It’s terrible. No wonder Mr. Hong always looks at it carefully.
The pressure of the mountain whirring like a tsunami is right in front of you! The murderous intent of the king among the beasts is straightforward!
This painting is undoubtedly a treasure.
But now it’s stressful even after a glance, and it seems useless for the time being.
"Wrong..."
Lin Yun's eyes lit up, remembering what Hong Lao said, you are practicing Tiger Fist. Even if you can't solve the mystery in the painting, it will be of great use to you.
Understood, Hong Lao didn't expect him to solve the secrets in the painting.
I only hope that he can observe this painting and cultivate the Tiger Boxing to the fullest.
There are four realms in the cultivation of any martial arts, from shallow to deep.
First glimpse of the doorway, a little success, a big success, and a perfect peak.
Tiger boxing is the foundation of the basic exercises. With a little understanding, you can get a glimpse of the way.
Diligent practice, spend enough time, it is not difficult to achieve a small success.
It's not easy to achieve success. If you have insufficient savvy, no amount of time is wasted.
As for the peak of consummation, it is an extravagant hope.
The basic exercises can reach the peak of perfection, and they can display super lethality, which is eye-catching.
Even, it can break through the shackles of the level of the exercise itself, and exert a lethal power beyond the level.
For the past two years, Lin Yun's Tiger Fist has been lingering in Xiaocheng Realm.
The power of Tiger Fist can only be used by 30%. It was a fluke to defeat Zhou Ping before.
The main reason is that the opponent underestimates the enemy, and Lin Yun, who has always come to Zhou Ping casually, can be tortured in a panic.
I didn't expect Lin Yun to be promoted to the third martial arts level, and he suffered a big loss when he was impatient.
Join the outer door, there will be many new challenges.
It's better to stabilize your realm first, and practice this fierce tiger fist to the fullest, and then go there.
In his previous life, Lin Yun was quite cautious in acting style.
Actually, seldom rashly.
Coming into this world where the weak and the strong eat the strong, there is no room for carelessness. Because one is not careful, this life may be ruined.
The idea is settled, Lin Yun is no longer hesitating.
Forcibly enduring the fear in his heart, Lin Yun opened the Tiger Scroll again.
Huh!
As if the wind blows through both ears, the pressure on the face is coming instantly.
Lin Yun tried to stay calm, carefully observed the charm of the tiger, and hurriedly moved closer to the picture after two seconds.
Close your eyes and let the charm of the tiger in the painting echo in your mind.
When he opened his eyes, Lin Yun flashed his eyes, and Lin Yun performed his tiger fist in the small wooden house.
Suddenly, punches are like wind, and flowing. The charm reverberating in his mind was digested little by little while stretching his fists and feet.
When the set of punches was over, Lin Yun was heartily and happy.
There were many thoughts in my heart, inextricably linked, all about the details of Tiger Fist.
The experience that I have never had before appeared in Lin Yun, and it is infinite and indescribable.
Sure enough, Mr. Hong did not deceive me!
The corner of Lin Yun's mouth is full of joy, and he unfolds the picture again.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds!
This time, Lin Yun's time for observing the picture scroll has doubled to four seconds.
The tiger in the painting even has a vague embryonic form, stamped in his heart.
In the small and simple wooden house, the teenager seems to have opened the door to a new world, rehearsing over and over again the **** exercises that are not worth mentioning in the eyes of others.
Sweat like rain, exhausted, but still persevering.
Even every time you unfold the picture scroll, you will tremble with fear, leaving a terrible shadow.
Still gritted his teeth, plucked up courage, and bravely unfolded the picture again and again.
The tiger is down!
After repeating this ten times, Lin Yun shouted, the second attack technique of Tiger Fist was displayed without hindrance.
In an instant, he turned into a tiger, leaped on the ground, half a foot, almost touching the roof.
When it fell, the bones inside his body exploded, like howling, the sound was ear-splitting.
Boom bang bang!
The overflowing strong wind blew the furnishings in the wooden house into a mess.
The tiger roars in the mountains and the forest, the tiger descends, and the beasts come.
It is the three-stroke killing technique of Tiger Fist. The first twelve strokes can only strengthen the body and exercise vitality and blood.
Now the two ultimate moves have been completed, only the last move is the beasts.
Lin Yun's eyes flickered, and this picture scroll is worthy of a treasure. In just half a day, it is worth the painstaking practice in the first half of the year.
"With this, my boxing skills are great, just around the corner."
Practicing two kills in one fell swoop, Lin Yun was confident.
Three days later, the morning sun rose.
In front of a wooden house halfway up the Qingyun Peak, the sun is shining, and there is a figure moving around in the open space, throwing fists like the wind.
Huhuhu!
Every time you punch out, you can hear gusts of wind, whirring. The young man is naturally the sword slave Lin Yun, who has not yet become an outer disciple, he is still the Qingyun sword slave in terms of identity.
In the clearing, Lin Yun looked calm and didn't punch blindly.
He was sensing the heat flow in his body. It is said that this is internal energy, which can be generated by entering the martial arts triple.
Becoming a disciple of the outer sect, can obtain the method of cultivating inner strength, that is the real warrior.
At this moment, although he hasn't mastered the method of cultivating internal energy, he has already paid attention to the coordination with internal energy when he punches.
Suddenly!
His calm eyes showed a hot light, like a flame burning.
"The Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest!"
Boom!
The bones inside the body make loud noises, roaring like a tiger roaring. A punch was blasted, an explosion-like sound was heard in the air, the air rushed wildly, and the wind was violent in all directions.
The tiger is down!
Riding on the high momentum, Lin Yun rose into the air, and then flew down. Incarnate as a tiger, fall straight to the ground, bang!
A fist fell, and cracks appeared on the ground paved with rocks.
Strike the rocks, this tiger fist is done!
After one punch, Lin Yun was sweating but not much. Compared with the sweating profusely at the first time, he made rapid progress.
In three days, his fierce tiger fist was finally accomplished, and the triple realm of martial arts also stabilized.
Huh!
Close your fists and stand still.
Under the sun, Lin Yun has a slightly immature face, full of vigor. He breathed out a sigh of air, his eyes were calm and steady, and he whispered to himself: "Now that the realm is stable and the fist is great, it can be considered to have some support."
Entering the wooden house, after freshening up, Lin Yun looked at the purple mark on the center of his eyebrows in the basin~IndoMTL.com~ thought a little.
It’s too eye-catching, even if he doesn’t care, it’s hard to keep outsiders from making noise.
After thinking about it, Lin Yun tore off a piece of cloth and tied it to his forehead as a turban.
After half a pillar of incense, Lin Yun appeared in the Qingyun Zongwu Hall.
Zongwutang is a place where the sect distributes the gates and collects martial arts, martial arts, and weapons.
When Lin Yun arrived, many disciples in the Zongwu Hall had gathered here.
"Senior, boy Lin Yun, now has a triple martial arts realm, come to apply to become an outer disciple."
In front of the deacon of Zongwutang, Lin Yun took out his identification card and handed it to the other party for verification, and said calmly.
The deacon is a gray-clothed old man, his surname is Yang, not surprising, but he has reached the sixth level of martial arts.
In front of him, Lin Yun could feel a lot of pressure.
"Sword slave Lin Yun?"
The deacon in gray lazily raised his eyebrows, glanced at Lin Yun, did not check his identity, and smiled: "I have heard of you, your swordsmanship is also famous in the sect."
The old man's voice is not loud or small, but it still arouses many people's glances, showing curiosity.
"Sword slave Lin Yun!"
"This guy actually broke through to the third level of martial arts. It's amazing. My sword seems to have been maintained by him."
"What's so amazing, Senior Sister Su didn't know how many pills were given to him, but she barely broke through until today, she's stupid enough!"
The originally quiet Congwutang caused a commotion after the gray-clothed Deacon named Lin Yun's name.
The voice is harsh, Lin Yun is not happy or sad, and whispered: "Senior, you are welcome, can you become an outer disciple?"
"Zongmen ancestors, whoever cultivates to reach the triple level of martial arts, regardless of status, can become an outer disciple. This is the case, but...you can't!"