Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises-Chapter 403 - 164: Vajra Fist

Xiong Yonghao laughed and said.

"Buddhist sect?"

Lin Zheyu asked curiously.

He had read about the Buddhist sect in the classics, but in Great Wei, he hadn’t seen any monks.

Great Wei had only one faith, which was the system of deities led by the Supreme Emperor of the Yellow Heaven.

Apart from that, there was nothing else.

"That’s right."

"The cultivation techniques of those bald donkeys in the Buddhist sect are quite good, but I completely disagree with their philosophy."

"Damn it, talking about putting down the butcher’s knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot."

"Those scoundrels who commit all sorts of evil should just be cut down, not given a chance to become a Buddha."

"This group of bald donkeys is just hypocritical."

Xiong Yonghao said disdainfully.

He was such a straightforward person, slashing when he felt displeased, and admitting mistakes when he made them.

"Well said, Mr. Xiong!"

Lin Zheyu agreed with a smile.

He also thought that bad people should just be cut down. Why bother converting them and giving them a chance to become a Buddha?

With that time, why not convert good people and give them a chance to become a Buddha.

"Are you also interested in this cultivation technique?" Lee Mengxi asked.

"Not interested, I just heard about it from Tu Zifan by chance."

"By the way, where is Zifan, did he go off chasing girls again?"

Xiong Yonghao looked around, having been there for a while, but hadn’t seen Tu Zifan.

"I just saw him go look for Rong Siying."

"That kid, with no sense of self-awareness, does he think he can handle a woman like Rong Siying?"

Lee Mengxi shook his head, expressing doubt about Tu Zifan.

Rong Siying was not only stunningly beautiful but also had an outstanding talent in martial arts, surrounded by many heirs and genius martial artists.

Although Tu Zifan also had an extraordinary background, he paled in comparison to them.

"Exactly, with Miss Mengqi, such a beauty, right beside him, he still goes out of his way."

"In terms of looks, Miss Mengqi isn’t inferior to Rong Siying; only that Rong Siying has the blessing of the Jialan True Intent, making her look more charming."

Xiong Yonghao smiled at the quiet Lee Mengqi and chuckled.

Lee Mengqi was extremely beautiful, ranking sixth in Wuling City.

Just a bit inferior to Rong Siying.

But in terms of appearance, the two are on par.

This is mainly because Rong Siying cultivates the Jialan Charm Canon, which, with the Jialan True Intent, makes her more attractive to men.

"Exactly, sister Mengqi is much prettier than that Rong Siying." Lee Wensi echoed.

The group chatted casually, and in no time, Xu Zifan also arrived.

Xu Zifan had a delicate and refined look, with the elegance of a scholar, and spoke quite genteelly.

But from their conversation, it was clear that he was infatuated with Rong Siying, only having eyes for her, and showed no interest in other beautiful women.

Time passed slowly.

There were small games at the banquet, after all, they were martial artists, and there was always some sparring and exchange between them.

This kind of banquet was a place for different circles to introduce and get to know each other.

Lin Zheyu, along with Lee Mengqi and her brother Lee Mengxi, met many heirs of Wuling City and some genius disciples from sects.

But it was just to become acquainted.

As newcomers, after getting acquainted, once you displayed your potential and value, people would be willing to make friends with you.

The next morning.

After resting for a night, Lin Zheyu felt refreshed.

"Mr. Zhao, are you going to participate in the arena challenge this morning?"

Seeing Lin Zheyu walk out of the courtyard, Lee Wensi greeted him with a smile.

She got up early, practicing martial arts in the courtyard with Lee Mengqi.

"In the afternoon."

"Do you have plans for today?" Lin Zheyu asked with a smile.

"Yes, we have to meet some elders later."

"Mr. Zhao, do your best, I believe you will surely win a hundred victories." Lee Wensi said cheerfully.

"Thanks for your good wishes."

Lin Zheyu said with a smile.

He watched Lee Mengqi practice martial arts, feeling it was a pleasing sight.

Although Lee Mengqi’s temperament was a bit cold, her looks and figure were undeniable; otherwise, she wouldn’t be known as the sixth beauty of Wuling City.

’The genes of the Lee Family are really good, the women are all very beautiful.’

Lin Zheyu couldn’t help but think to himself.

When he first encountered Lee Lingyun at the auction, she was also very beautiful.

Lee Shuqin and Lee Wensi, although slightly inferior to Lee Lingyun and Lee Mengqi, also had their unique beauty.

After more than a half-hour.

Lee Mengqi and her group left.

The Martial Arts Exchange Conference was mainly a gathering for the heirs and sect disciples to exchange ideas, which didn’t have much to do with Lin Zheyu and his group.

No, it did have some connection.

Ordinary martial artists also had their social circles, it’s just that Lin Zheyu didn’t.

"Mr. Zhao, aren’t you going out?"

"There’s a performance at Shuiyue Square, do you want to go?" Lee Yanming asked with a smile.

"No, I plan to rest and recuperate and then head to the arena in the afternoon to participate in the challenge."

"Miss Mengqi is right, with my current mindset, even if I condense the True Intent Seed, it would be difficult to cultivate the Tyrannical True Intent."

Lin Zheyu said.

"Then do your best, Mr. Zhao, I’ll come to watch in the afternoon." Lee Yanming said with a smile.

After everyone left, Lin Zheyu carefully checked around, ensuring no one was nearby, then turned and went into the room.

He took out a wooden basin, filled it with water, crushed the remaining four doses of Fiery Flame Blood-Burning Powder into powder, and sprinkled it into the water basin.

The medicinal power of these four portions of Fiery Flame Blood-Burning Powder wasn’t enough for Lin Zheyu to reach Qi Blood Ten Transformations.

But he wasn’t aiming to reach Qi Blood Ten Transformations today.

Using too much Source Power in a short period greatly drains one’s spirit, especially with a cultivation technique like the Purple Thunder Blood Coagulation Skill that induces intense pain during cultivation.