Chapter 37: A Bountiful Harvest
Chapter 37: A Bountiful Harvest
Lin Qing saw from Yin Muhua's memory that the golden needle was extremely sharp and could easily pierce through ordinary ironware.
The needles are highly poisonous and can amplify a person's sense of pain, making them a top-tier concealed weapon.
Unfortunately, Yin Muhua did not know any hidden weapon martial arts; he only used golden needles to interrogate prisoners. Often, after a few needles were inserted, the prisoner's will would break down.
"With this set of golden needles, my ability to kill enemies at medium and long range will increase dramatically," Lin Qing thought to himself.
The spears he used before were made at a nearby blacksmith's shop, and the materials used were all ordinary iron, so their lethality was limited and much worse than the bone-piercing golden needles.
Lin Qing tried to throw out a golden needle. A ray of golden light shot out, drawing a golden line in the air, and hit a stone wall in front of him, with most of the golden needle disappearing into it.
"It's faster than a spear and has stronger penetrating power." Lin Qing stepped forward, pulled out the golden needle, put it into the wooden box, and then glanced at the many pills on the side.
"This was a huge success. For a long time to come, I won't have to worry about taking tonics."
"I've also collected more than half of the silver needed to advance to the third tier of the Rebirth Record."
It would take more than 500 taels of silver to go from the second to the third tier, and he would have to save up for it himself, which would take who knows how long.
"A horse won't get fat without night grass, and a person won't get rich without unexpected wealth; the old saying is truly true."
For a moment, Lin Qing felt quite happy and full of confidence and expectations for the future.
Then, a lot of information appeared in front of him.
Please copy a martial art, skill, or talent.
1. Ghost Step (Minor Success)
Originating from the Yin Yuan Sect, a heretical sect in southern Sichuan, this technique imitates the creation of ghosts and, when combined with a specific breathing method, can make the body light and allow one to move silently and elusively.
Once mastered, one can achieve rapid changes of direction or displacement over short distances in complex terrains such as mountains, forests, and mass graves, making it ideal for close-quarters combat.
2 Blood Soul Hand (Perfect)
The Yin Yuan Sect's Ming Jin Body Training Method, when perfected, can activate Blood Soul Energy, burning away one's own essence, blood, and soul power to unleash potential, resulting in a significant increase in strength, speed, and endurance in a short period of time.
3. Evil Medicine Refining (Master)
The Yin Yuan Sect's unorthodox pharmacology, passed down through generations, often uses bones, poisonous insects, and grave soil to refine medicines. Those who master it can refine several forbidden and private drugs, such as hallucinogenic incense, flesh-corroding corpse-dissolving water, and meridian-eroding Yin marrow powder.
4. Corrosion resistance (excellent)
The body's willpower greatly increases its resistance to the negative states such as pain, hallucinations, and neurasthenia caused by various evil spells and sorcery.
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Lin Qing was immediately conflicted. The martial arts skills that Yin Muhua had left behind were all of very high quality, and he wanted them all. Unfortunately, he could only choose one.
"Copy the Blood Soul Hand." Lin Qing made the decision quickly.
The Perfect Realm training method can transform the physique and greatly increase combat power, making it undoubtedly the most valuable.
Other martial arts skills are also very good, but they need to be placed in the equipment slot to be effective.
Then, he placed the Blood Soul Hand into his equipment slot. In an instant, his body trembled, his blood and qi surged, and a large amount of information appeared in his mind.
"It hurts! It hurts so much!"
Lin Qing gritted his teeth, and the Blood Soul Hand immediately triggered a violent change in his body, even more intense than the changes brought about by the Profound Yin Bone Dislocation Hand before, to the point that a tearing pain came from all over his body.
Lin Qing understood that his body was being modified and strengthened. He gritted his teeth, got up, and began practicing the Eighteen Forms of the Blood Soul Hand in the woodshed.
As he practiced, he digested the vast amount of information and skills that kept flooding his mind, while also silently sensing the changes in his body.
He could clearly feel his Qi and blood being mobilized, constantly impacting a key acupoint in his lower abdomen. With each impact, a certain amount of Qi and blood would be consumed.
After repeating this several times, Lin Qing felt a strong hunger, along with dizziness and unsteady gait, signs of qi and blood deficiency.
He had felt weak when he was equipped with the Xuan Yin Dislocation Hand before, but it wasn't too intense.
Ultimately, it's because the Xuan Yin Dislocation Hand is of such poor quality that it's far inferior to the Blood Soul Hand.
The higher the quality of martial arts skills, the greater the physical changes and the more obvious the improvement, but also the more qi and blood are consumed.
Lin Qing hurriedly popped a health-preserving pill into his mouth, and soon the medicinal effects kicked in, and the feeling of weakness quickly subsided.
However, the health-preserving pill only lasted for less than fifteen minutes before the feeling of weakness returned, forcing him to swallow another one.
After swallowing three in a row, finally, with a snap, the acupoint was opened, and a surge of energy rushed out, flowing with the blood and qi, quickly circulating throughout the body, nourishing the flesh, bones, and muscles.
The feeling of weakness suddenly disappeared, and the pain also subsided quickly, instead transforming into an extremely intense feeling of pleasure. This is because the body is becoming stronger and life is evolving.
This is an all-round improvement, including endurance, strength, speed, and more.
If someone were present, they could clearly see that Lin Qing's aura was steadily rising.
Lin Qing closed his eyes slightly, calmly sensing the changes. He didn't know how much time had passed before everything returned to calm.
Lin Qing opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of fresh air. He suddenly stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and felt that his strength had greatly increased.
He reached out and grabbed a stone in his hand. With a crisp crack, the stone suddenly turned into a cloud of powder.
"Now my strength in one arm has increased greatly, I don't know if it has reached 10,000 jin."
Lin Qing felt that even if it didn't reach 10,000 jin, it wasn't far off.
"Ordinary Ming Jin martial artists at the peak of their skill level have only about a thousand jin of arm strength, while I have already approached ten thousand jin, and have even far surpassed ordinary An Jin martial artists."
Lin Qing heard that a martial artist with internal strength only had a force of three to five thousand jin.
"Now, I should be absolutely certain of victory against Jiang Baihe."
Lin Qing's confidence soared. He didn't know about other places, but at least in this county, no one had ever mastered multiple training methods to perfection at the Ming Jin stage like him.
In other words, he is the strongest Ming Jin martial artist in the history of Jiangyin County.
"It takes an ordinary person ten years or even longer of hard work to perfect a Ming Jin training method."
After breaking through to the level of Ming Jin (manifest strength), the next step is to break through to the level of An Jin (hidden strength). No one wants to spend time practicing a second level of Ming Jin unless they have no other choice.
Lin Qingyou has a record of his passing, so he has no worries about time or energy.
Even without high-level martial arts skills, he can continuously evolve his physique by replicating low-level martial arts skills.
"It won't be long before I become the top martial artist in this county," Lin Qing thought to himself.
He pushed open the door and went back to the small courtyard, only to find it deserted. Ten body collectors who had been unconscious there earlier had vanished without a trace.
He saw no blood on the ground, so he figured the person must have woken up or been rescued by someone else.
Lin Qing listened carefully again and found that the fighting around him had subsided, and it was clear that the turmoil had ended.
He saw the sky beginning to lighten, and then he realized that dawn was approaching.
"I never imagined that it would take an hour to equip myself with the Blood Soul Hand to transform my body and build a powerful physique."
Lin Qing murmured, this took longer than he had imagined.
However, one hour is equivalent to more than ten years of hard work for others, so the power of the Rebirth Record is beyond doubt.
"Let's go back to the Soul Suppression Division first."
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Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
A message from the Soul Suppression Bureau was like a boulder thrown into a lake, creating a huge uproar.
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