Becoming a Saint Starts with Copying Martial Arts

Chapter 85 Poison Dragon Palm

This mission is difficult. It requires infiltrating the Zhenwu Pavilion's territory and taking down a Golden Token holder, while carefully gauging the situation to avoid killing him.

Even if he succeeds, he will still have to find a way to escape from the Zhenwu Pavilion's territory.

Even if he escapes, the Zhenwu Pavilion will still investigate, forcing him to hide and flee. Once caught, he will surely face certain death.

But he had no choice; his practice of poisonous arts had gone wrong, and only Song Heilong had the antidote.

"Lin Qing's strength is at the early to mid-stage of the Transformation Realm, let's say he's at the mid-stage of the Transformation Realm. I'm also at the mid-stage of the Transformation Realm, but I have over fifty years of practical experience, so testing the strength of a nineteen-year-old boy shouldn't be difficult." The Hundred Poisons Old Man quickly made up his mind.

...

The next day.

into the night.

Lin Qing stayed at home and never went out, only practicing the Tathagata Fist Sutra over and over again.

Even if he wanted to practice, he wouldn't be able to achieve anything significant in just one day; he could only adjust his mindset and maintain his touch.

After practicing for an hour, feeling slightly tired, I got up and went back to my room. I sat on a chair by the window, brewed a cup of tea, took a small sip, and felt the bitter taste linger in my mouth.

Suddenly, Lin Qing felt something and abruptly opened his eyes, sensing a malicious intent coming from outside.

"Hmm? Who in the Soul Suppression Division's territory harbors such malice towards me? Could it be Luo Tai?"

Lin Qing didn't make a sound, but he was silently circulating his energy. Blood Flame Energy flowed around his body, and his blood and qi burned rapidly. Suddenly, a tremendous force was brewing in his body.

He was waiting, waiting for the assassin lurking in the shadows to make his move.

After waiting for fifteen minutes, the other party still did not move, and Lin Qing frowned.

He decided not to wait any longer and went out on his own initiative, using himself as bait to lure the man into making a move.

With a creak, Lin Qing pushed open the door and stepped out.

At that very moment, a figure suddenly descended from the sky. It was none other than the long-dormant Old Man of a Hundred Poisons. He had been pondering a question: how should he test Lin Qing's strength? He couldn't kill him, but he also couldn't get entangled with him. This was the True Martial Pavilion's territory. Once the commotion of the fight got out, a large number of constables would immediately rush over.

Therefore, after much deliberation, the Old Man of a Hundred Poisons decided to go all out, launch a sneak attack, cripple Lin Qing in one move, and then use bone-reading to determine his cultivation level.

Generally speaking, a martial artist's strength is directly related to the hardness of their bones.

In the blink of an eye, the Old Man of a Hundred Poisons leaped down, his palm striking straight at Lin Qing's back.

In that instant, Lin Qing suddenly turned around, raised his hand, and threw a punch, unleashing the starting stance of the Tathagata Fist Sutra, fully mobilizing all his strength, and charging straight at the Hundred Poisons Old Man with surging momentum.

Bang!

As their fists collided, the old man's arm shattered instantly. The unstoppable fist struck his chest squarely, and in a split second, his body was thrown high into the air, arcing through the air before crashing to the ground. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, convulsed, and died on the spot.

On his deathbed, the old man with a hundred poisons was filled with questions.

"This is a mid-stage Transcendent Realm cultivator?! Song Heilong, I'll haunt you even in death!"

At this moment, Lin Qing shook the blood off his fist, stepped in front of the old man's corpse, and suddenly smelled a foul stench.

He frowned, drew his sword, and used the blade to cut open the old man's clothes, revealing a bloody hole blown open in his chest, with his internal organs reduced to blood and foam.

"He's useless too. With this kind of strength, he dares to assassinate me? He can't even withstand one punch," Lin Qing thought to himself.

"However, I have no connection with this old man, and I haven't offended anyone in the prefectural city. Why would this old man want to assassinate me?" A look of confusion flashed in Lin Qing's eyes. "Could it be the Luo family? But I didn't take the land deed to the Luo family to demand the shop. Logically, the Luo family shouldn't know that I have the land deed, so they wouldn't target me unless it's because of Luo Tai."

However, Lin Qing didn't dare to draw a 100% conclusion, because Jin Fenglou's intelligence-gathering ability was so strong that the Luo family might already know that he had the land deed. After all, many people had witnessed him carrying the wooden box home from the Han family's secret room.

As the thought flashed through his mind, Lin Qing took out the corpse-dissolving water from his pocket and poured it onto the old man's corpse.

In a short while, the old man was completely turned into a puddle of sewage, and then quickly burned to ashes.

At that very moment, a wisp of remnant soul appeared in the Record of Rebirth. Lin Qing immediately absorbed this wisp of remnant soul, and a large number of memories surfaced in his mind.

Lin Qing closed his eyes slightly and quickly processed this memory.

"The Old Man of a Hundred Poisons? A fugitive being pursued by the Soul Suppression Division. He is in the mid-stage of the Transformation Realm and is skilled in poison techniques. He will stop at nothing to become stronger. He once forcibly poured a well-made poison into a woman's body, causing her internal organs to turn into poisonous water. He then used the poisonous water to cultivate evil techniques. This kind of person really deserves to die. Keeping him alive would be a great disaster."

"However, he was sent by Song Heilong, the leader of the Black Dragon Gang, to test my strength. At this time, only Luo Tai would pay attention to my strength. There is likely some deal between the Luo family and the Black Dragon Gang behind the scenes," Lin Qing guessed based on the limited information he had.

At this moment, a large amount of information appeared before him, all of which were the martial arts skills of the Hundred Poisons Old Man throughout his life, among which the most valuable one was called the Poison Dragon Palm.

[Please select one to copy: martial arts, skill, or talent]

1. Poison Dragon Palm (Mastery)

The Yin-Yang Poison Technique, passed down by the Yin Yuan Sect in Sichuan, is a high-quality, third-tier method for cultivating internal energy. Upon entry, it can strengthen the body and unleash the Poison Dragon Force, which can absorb and refine various toxins into this force, giving it extremely strong lethality and corrosiveness. When fighting an enemy, the Poison Dragon Force can be injected into the enemy's body, causing the victim to feel as if ten thousand insects are gnawing at their body, resulting in internal organ ulceration and unbearable pain.

This martial art has a fatal flaw: during its practice, one must constantly ingest various toxins, making it extremely easy to suffer a backlash.

2. Attached Bone Leech Step (Complete)

The light-foot technique of the Yin Yuan Sect in Shu is modeled after leeches. It has a strange movement pattern and can stick to the enemy. It can be used in close combat with the Poison Dragon Palm and is a second-tier good-quality light-foot technique.

3. Toxicological and Pharmaceutical Properties Analysis (Complete Collection)

Xi Zhi can quickly identify most poisons in Sichuan through observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. He understands the profound principles of mutual generation and mutual restraint among poisons and can combine poisons or corresponding antidotes anytime, anywhere.

4. Invulnerable to all poisons (Excellent)

Fourth-tier blue, with a special constitution, possessing extraordinary resistance and metabolic capabilities to toxins.

Upon seeing the description of the Poison Dragon Palm, Lin Qing immediately understood why the Old Man of a Hundred Poisons had sores and ulcers all over his skin—it was because something went wrong during the process of ingesting the poison.

However, Lin Qing was not worried about the side effects of this martial art. He only used it to strengthen his body and would not use it as his main martial art, nor would he absorb toxins.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to copy this martial art and immediately put it into his equipment slot.

"If the Luo family really commissioned the Black Dragon Gang leader to test my strength, then it's truly a great gift in disguise." Lin Qing felt the surging blood and qi within his body, and a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

Having an additional mastered martial art that allows one to gain at least ten thousand jin of strength, as well as an additional type of internal force, makes one's attack methods more varied and brings about a significant boost in combat power.

Lin Qing felt his internal energy and blood being rapidly depleted. He opened his mouth and swallowed a Qi-replenishing pill. Then, while digesting the information constantly emerging in his mind, he calmly felt the changes in his body.

In just three breaths, with a cracking sound, the acupoint was opened, and a surge of energy rushed out, instantly engulfing the entire body.

Lin Qing immediately felt his power growing rapidly, and a new round of transformation had begun.