Becoming a Saint Starts with Copying Martial Arts

Chapter 5 Lesser-Stage Spirit Serpent

After Jiang Baihe finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving Gao Feng to watch from the sidelines.

Upon hearing this, everyone felt quite pressured, since they couldn't compare to those seven wealthy young men in terms of resources, and could only work twice as hard.

Lin Qing was the same. He tried to practice again and again, but his posture and movements were crooked and extremely ugly. He didn't know how long it would take to get to the standard.

"If I could get my hands on a constable's corpse, I could use my cheat code to overtake them. If I rely solely on my own hard work, my chances of winning are too low," Lin Qing murmured, glancing at the seven rich kids. Each of them was as strong as an ox, and they must be able to consume qi and blood tonics every day. How could they possibly compete?

Perhaps his nagging had an effect, because two days later, in the afternoon, Yang Feng suddenly arrived: "Today, another large batch of refugee corpses were delivered to the Night Patrol Division. I need twenty men to move the bodies. Who among you is willing to go? Step forward!"

Lin Qing stepped forward without hesitation; he was just missing this kind of opportunity.

Most of the other teenagers were unwilling, because there was no benefit in moving corpses and it would also delay their martial arts practice. In the end, Yang Feng forcibly gathered twenty people and headed straight for the crematorium courtyard.

After Lin Qing went over, he saw more frozen corpses wrapped in straw mats on the ground.

"One set for each person, move them and leave!" Yang Feng said.

This time, Lin Qing was careful. He specifically chose a burly man with a thick beard. This man looked broad and muscular, and was likely skilled in martial arts.

He spent a lot of effort pushing the man's body into the crematorium, and just as the flames engulfed it, a lot of information appeared before him.

[Deceased: Zhou Ping, the notorious thief]

[Realm: Ming Jin]

[Progress of the ritual to deliver souls from suffering: 0%]

[Reward: A certain talent, martial arts skill, or technique]

With a crackling sound, Zhou Ping's body was rapidly burned to ashes in the flames.

On the panel, the progress of the exorcism was also increasing, from 0% to 20%, 30% and finally reaching 100% the moment the corpse was completely reduced to ashes.

In an instant, a series of fragmented images flashed through his mind, which were the memories left over from his previous life.

"Sir, the barbarians have invaded! Run!"

The first scene shows Zhou Ping in his government uniform, looking flustered.

The scene shifts, and he is walking alone on the official road, dizzy from hunger, when he suddenly falls to the ground. Not far away is Jiangyin County.

"Do you want to live?"

"think."

"Work for the Yin Yuan Sect from now on, and I'll guarantee your survival." An old woman with a sinister face looked down at him.

The scene changes again, and Zhou Ping, dressed in night clothes, is surrounded by a dozen strong men around the old woman.

"I want you to find that eight-armed, three-faced wooden Buddha statue at all costs. Whoever finds it, I will recommend you as an outer disciple of the Yin Yuan Sect."

"Sir, what's inside that Buddha statue?"

"I wish I could master the Buddha's Strength from this supreme martial arts manual!"

The scene shifts again, and Zhou Ping is seen clutching his chest, bleeding profusely, as he collapses on the official road outside the city.

The image then faded away, and Lin Qing frowned; this scene contained too much information.

The first one is that old woman, who is none other than Yin Muhua, the sorcerer of the Yin Yuan Sect.

The second is the "Rulai Jin" (如来劲), a legendary force he had also heard of.

Different martial arts, when mastered to perfection, can unleash different kinds of power. For example, the Eight Strikes of the Serpent is the Serpent Power, while the Tathagata Power is the most domineering and fierce in the world. It is said to have been lost for a long time, but I never expected it to appear here.

"An eight-armed, three-faced wooden statue? So this is why the Yin Yuan Sect went on a killing spree." Lin Qing murmured.

He didn't intend to get involved, after all, it involved huge risks, but he had a cheat code, so he didn't need to take any risks and could become invincible by developing quietly.

As he was pondering this, a host of other pieces of information appeared before him.

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

1. Iron Shirt (Beginner)

A third-rate external martial art, widely practiced throughout the country, becomes virtually invincible when mastered, even with ordinary swords and knives.

2. Eight Strikes of the Serpent (Minor Success)

The standard martial arts skills of the constables in the Shu region originated from the barbarian tribes in the mountains of the south. They were created by imitating the way long snakes hunt. The moves are subtle, strange, flexible and ever-changing. When mastered, they can unleash the power of the serpent.

3. Theft (minor offense)

He is an expert in pickpocketing and lock picking, and his techniques have transcended the limitations of beginners, forming his own unique style.

4. Skilled Hands (Level 3 • Excellent)

Their fingers are long and dexterous, unlike those of ordinary people, allowing them to perform various delicate operations, such as threading a needle or stealing.

Lin Qing's heart skipped a beat, then he was overjoyed: "The Eight Strikes of the Spirit Serpent are still at the minor completion stage. Heaven is helping me! With this, the assessment in six months is a sure thing. Even those seven rich kids will definitely not be able to compete with me."

However, he took a deep breath and quickly calmed himself down, reminding himself to stay calm at all times.

He turned and went out. The bodies in the courtyard had already been disposed of. Yang Feng waved his hand and said, "Let's disperse."

The twenty people then returned to the training ground. Lin Qing stood in the crowd, and with a thought, he chose to replace the Five Animal Fist of Health Preservation with the Eight Strikes of the Spirit Snake.

hum!

In an instant, the Lesser Completion Realm Spirit Serpent Eight Strikes were forcibly poured into his body. A large amount of information immediately appeared in his mind, and many of his doubts about the Spirit Serpent Eight Strikes were naturally resolved. His body also began to practice the eight moves uncontrollably, which had actually evolved into muscle memory. He didn't need to think too much, and each move was extremely standard.

"I see. All martial arts are divided into beginner, proficient, minor mastery, major mastery, and perfection."

"The beginner level means mastering stance training; the intermediate level means being able to perform a complete set of moves smoothly and fluidly, and also being able to break down and arrange various moves at will!"

"In just that one instant, it was equivalent to saving me nearly five years of arduous training. This cheat is truly terrifying," Lin Qing exclaimed.

However, once he replaces this martial art, he will return to his normal level, so he still has to practice on his own.

However, with the help of a cheat code, the difficulty of his learning will be greatly reduced; he only needs to memorize the details in his mind.

...

Time flies, and seven days have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Jiang Baihe came to the training ground again. He walked around, his gaze sweeping over everyone, before getting up and leaving.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw a beautiful woman walking towards him; it was Shen Lian.

"Oh, Brother Jiang, it's been a long time! You look even better. Did something wonderful happen?" Shen Lian asked with a smile.

"Not at all, you're even more alluring than before," Jiang Baihe said with a smile, his eyes lingering on Shen Lian's chest.

Shen Lian didn't seem to care and asked with a smile, "I wonder if there's any hope that the few servants in my courtyard can be transferred to the Night Patrol Division?"

"There's a guy in your courtyard named Lin Qing who's quite talented. He's only been here seven or eight days and he's already showing signs of mastering the basics," Jiang Baihe said.

"Lin Qing? That's unexpected," Shen Lian murmured.

"However, sometimes, talent and hard work are not important; money and background are what matter," Jiang Baihe said with a smile.

Shen Lian raised an eyebrow: "What are you up to now, you rascal?"

Jiang Baihe stroked his beard: "I've always been greedy for money and lustful. If you want justice, that's not impossible. Come back to my room tonight and we'll talk, shall we?"

Shen Lian smiled charmingly: "You rascal, you still can't forget me. But, there's something I need to tell you!"

As Shen Lian spoke, she slightly lifted her light blue long robe, revealing her waist and hips, where a series of red spots could be seen on her fair skin.

"Snake-like appendages around the waist!" Jiang Baihe's expression changed drastically. This was a skin disease unique to Sichuan, and it was contagious. Once it flared up, the pain was excruciating, and it was extremely difficult to treat. "Farewell!"

Jiang Baihe turned and ran. Shen Lian watched his retreating figure with a cold smile, then frowned and asked, "Whose money did this old devil take?"