I rely on talismans to seek longevity

Luo Ling was struck by lightning, and suddenly he sobered up. Thinking about it now, he was scared. If Uncle Fu hadn't drunk it in time, his life would probably be ruined.

Luo Ling: "Uncle Fu, thank you. Otherwise I would be useless."

Uncle Fu: "I am also convinced by you, kid. It was just a test, but you almost lost your heart. Cultivation is to fight against the heavens and the earth, and constantly break through yourself. But at least you still need the desire to make progress and break through yourself."

Luo Ling: "Yes, now I understand. I believe hard work can make up for lack of talent."

Uncle Fu looked at Luo Ling and sighed inwardly. What a pity, what a pity. Then Uncle Fu could teach Luo Ling martial arts, but they were all basic martial arts, such as basic boxing, basic swordsmanship, etc., which were the entry-level basics for basic martial artists. According to Uncle Fu, the foundation must be laid firmly before there can be a breakthrough. For those with good tendons and meridians, it is estimated that one hour of practice can achieve better results than one day of practice for those with poor tendons and meridians. Only when the body is well trained can there be a chance to compensate and improve one's meridians.

From then on, Luo Ling exercised every day and got up early to practice. Uncle Fu also made him a set of leggings that could be hung with iron blocks. At the beginning, Luo Ling felt it was difficult to walk a few steps. He gritted his teeth and increased the weight from 5 jin to 50 jin. When he walked, he made a "dong, dong" sound. Especially every time he practiced, the children in the village went to disturb him and laughed at him for being like a snail and a turtle. Luo Ling just laughed it off.

Later, Uncle Fu suggested that we go to the back mountain to practice, so that no one would disturb us. Every time we practiced, Uncle Fu would sit in front of the big stone tablet and think. No one knew what he was looking at or thinking.

In the blink of an eye, it was December. The wind was howling and the temperature dropped a lot. The sky was gray and suddenly snowflakes began to fall. Luo Ling was still practicing punch after punch. His clothes were already soaked with sweat, but he still didn't seem to stop. Suddenly, Luo Ling felt a warm current all over his body. He couldn't help but moan and felt very comfortable.

Uncle Fu, who was nearby, seemed to sense something. He glanced at Luo Ling and said with a smile: "Finally a breakthrough. You are a warrior now."

"Oh, I have made a breakthrough." Luo Ling looked confused.

Uncle Fu: "The basic movements I taught you before are not called the Basic Eighteen Moves. The Eighteen Moves of the Martial Dao Heavenly Mirror are a set of ungraded cultivation techniques, but I haven't taught you the mental method yet. As for cultivation techniques, they are divided into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, and Yellow. The martial arts you have learned are all Yellow. The Eighteen Moves of the Martial Dao Heavenly Mirror are more magical because their quality cannot be evaluated, so they are ungraded."

Luo Ling thought: "No wonder I improved so quickly. I became a warrior in less than 3 months. I heard that a warrior has the strength of an ox." After saying that, Luo Ling punched a tree as big as a bowl. With a "crack", the tree broke in half. "Wow," Luo Ling jumped up unconsciously: "I am so powerful."

Uncle Fu shook his head and said, "You are just getting started. There is still a long way to go. Now I will teach you the corresponding supporting skills."

"The way of heaven is to reduce the surplus and make up for the deficiency; the way of man is to reduce the deficiency and increase the surplus. ... Do you remember it?" Uncle Fu said to Luo Ling.

Luo Ling pondered for a while, then nodded: "I remember."

Uncle Fu said to Luo Ling seriously, "You can't pass on the mental method just now to anyone, not even your closest relatives. Understand, otherwise the consequences will be very serious."

Luo Ling nodded seriously.

Uncle Fu then pointed at Luo Ling's legs and said, "Start increasing the weight gradually tomorrow. It's snowing now, and the ground is not easy to walk on. This is a good time to practice."

The next morning, Luo Ling started running on the hillside with a 100-pound weight. He had only walked a few steps when his feet slipped and he fell on his back. Fortunately, the ground was covered with snow, otherwise it would have been very uncomfortable. Luo Ling got up and continued walking, but he fell again before he had walked a few more steps. He kept walking and falling, and before he knew it, he fell once every 5 steps on average, and then fell once every 10 steps. At the same time, Luo Ling also found that walking on the snow requires skills, and he needs to constantly adjust his body direction and swing strength to control his pace.

When Luo Ling was concentrating on thinking about his steps, a snowball suddenly flew in front of him. He was about to dodge. The snowball seemed to have eyes and ran to his feet. Before he could react, he felt his feet slip and then fell on his back again.

Uncle Fu had unknowingly walked up to him and asked, "What do you think?"

Luo Ling: "Does the pace need to take unexpected situations into consideration?"

Uncle Fu: "This is just one of them. More importantly, you have to sense other things nearby. If it was a bad guy just now, you would have been lying down. Cultivation can't just be dead practice, it still requires actual combat."