Becoming a Saint Starting with the Chasing Wind Leg Technique

After cleaning up the battlefield, Song Jing didn't rush to deal with Sun Li and those behind him. Instead, he planned to return to his new house that very night.

Meanwhile, Zhou Xingyun finally arrived on the mountain road in the distance.

He saw rebel uniforms and knives scattered all over the ground, indicating that a bloody battle must have taken place there.

Seeing Song Jing covered in blood yet standing tall, and even more so, seeing the overwhelming hatred in his eyes that he had never felt before.

Zhou Xingyun's heart sank, and he rushed into the forest. The sight before him made him freeze instantly—

The place must have been littered with corpses and rivers of blood before.

These men are suspected to be from the Black Tiger Gang. Although they look like rebels, I wouldn't mistake He Dabiao's build.

Those eight elite members of the Black Tiger Gang, including He Dabiao himself, were all killed!

Not a single one survived!

He Dabiao's troubles meant that Junior Brother Song was safe, and Zhou Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling a weight lifted from his shoulders.

Knowing Song's temperament, he would definitely be heading to the branch headquarters next, so Zhou Xingyun followed him to the Black Tiger Gang branch headquarters.

When he arrived.

Song Jing had already finished cleaning up and was squatting by the stream washing his hands and cleaning the bloodstains off his body. His blue shirt was stained with blood, but his expression remained normal.

"Junior Brother...?" Zhou Xingyun's voice trembled. "Are you... alright?"

Song Jing looked up, saw it was him, and smiled slightly: "Senior brother, weren't you resting well at the post station?"

Zhou Xingyun staggered forward to examine the body—

A broken neck, a sunken chest, a sunken temple... all fatal blows, swift, accurate, and ruthless!

He grabbed Song Jing's shoulder abruptly, his eyes filled with shock: "This...you killed all of these, including those Black Tiger Gang members from Xincheng Mountain and He Dabiao? All by yourself?!"

Song Jing nodded: "They set a trap to lure me in, intending to kill me with a hail of arrows and launch a combined attack, but they underestimated my strength."

"Congratulations, Da Biao is a veteran of the Bullshit Realm! The combined strength of eight elites is comparable to the Bullshit Realm! You..." Zhou Xingyun's voice trembled, "Junior Brother, just how fast and strong are you now?!"

"I never imagined that not only has he mastered the Wind Chasing Leg Technique to such a profound level, but his combat ability has also become so formidable!"

Song Jing was silent for a moment, then said softly, "They're almost there... I doubt those non-martial artists have even finished drawing their swords."

Zhou Xingyun stood there, speechless for a long time.

He suddenly remembered his junior brother, who had been able to spar with him in the Bullhide Realm and fight him to a standstill.

Killing the Black Tiger Gang, that bunch of chickens and dogs, was naturally a piece of cake, as smooth as flowing water.

Now, he has actually managed to kill nine masters single-handedly, leaving corpses strewn all over the field!

His actual combat ability far exceeded my expectations; I had only ever had the impression that he had some skill in sparring.

Sparring is not a life-or-death struggle; both sides hold back, so it cannot be visualized in a concrete way.

Just like in modern civil service exams, there are countless examples of people who score high in mock tests but low in the actual exam.

Zhou Xingyun originally thought that he had strong perseverance but slightly weak talent.

Looking at it now, it's not that he lacks talent; on the contrary, his talent is astonishing. I used to think that Junior Brother Song was weaker than Zhang Wu, but now it seems that he might be inferior in terms of cultivation level due to a lack of resources.

In terms of skill proficiency, he is certainly at least on par with Zhang Wu, or even slightly better, but Zhang Wu has Senior Brother Li Wei who often personally guides him.

Junior Brother Song was able to reach this level almost entirely through his own exploration; his talent is astonishing!

From that moment on, Zhou Xingyun looked at his junior brother with new respect, exclaiming, "This isn't just a genius, it's a monster!"

After a long silence, he sighed and patted Song Jing on the shoulder: "Let's go, we shouldn't stay here any longer."

If the Black Tiger Gang discovers that He Dabiao is missing, they will surely send out their entire force.

"Junior brother, have you figured out how to clean up this mess?"

Song Jing calmly said, "These people thought they were clever and wanted to kill me in the name of the rebels. Now they've brought trouble upon themselves. Instead, they've been killed, disfigured, and their bodies destroyed in the name of the rebels."

The Black Tiger Gang wouldn't know, and even if they did, they wouldn't dare to stand up for the rebels; they'd have no legitimate reason to act.

Zhou Xingyun praised, then nodded in approval: "Junior brother's move is truly brilliant!"

"So the Black Tiger Gang will have no choice but to swallow their anger. In that case, let's go back inside."

Song Jingqian responded modestly: "It just so happens that they were being too clever for their own good, but they didn't expect to shoot themselves in the foot!"

There's one more thing, senior brother, I don't know where your doorman went.

He tricked us into this whole thing; my junior brother almost fell for his trap.

Zhou Xingyun looked apologetic and said with great self-reproach, "This time, I'm sorry, senior brother. I'm just a pitiful person, and I didn't mean to harm you."

He is already dead, and his family members were also brutally murdered in their home. It is estimated that the murderer was He Dabiao.

I'm truly sorry about what happened this time, senior.

Song Jing patted Senior Brother Zhou on the shoulder three times: "It's alright, this has nothing to do with you, Senior Brother. Besides, didn't you take the blame for me last time?"

Song Jing got up and tidied himself up.

The two chatted happily all the way.

They left side by side.

As the sun set, their shadows stretched long.

Behind a house in the distance, Sun Li, hiding behind a tree, witnessed everything, his face ashen.

Because he offended him in the first place, he was now unable to embezzle fifty taels of silver, which led to a massacre.

What's even more terrifying is that Song Jing is someone he can't possibly outmaneuver.

He turned and ran, stumbling and falling several times along the way, his steps unsteady. Song Jing was trapped in a nightmare that wouldn't leave him.

Suddenly, he kept shouting repeatedly, "It's okay, there's still Senior Brother Zhang. Song Jing definitely doesn't know that I witnessed this. As long as Senior Brother Zhang protects him, he's doomed."

New house and small courtyard.

Song Jingpan sat cross-legged on the soft bedding, no longer the thin straw that used to be laid on the kang. Now it was much warmer and softer, not cold, not hard, and not so uncomfortable on his feet.

The yellowed, tattered copy of "The Golden Bell Cover" lay open on his lap. The slanting moonlight shone down, making his blood-red annotations appear even more striking, highlighting the coldness in his expression.

He traced the four characters "Qi gathers in the chest" with his fingertip and scoffed, "Fool."

If He Dabiao hadn't practiced this sentence incorrectly, how could he have been found to have a loophole, unable to maintain it for long, needing to work his body under high load, and ultimately having his skill broken?

The true Golden Bell Shield is not about gathering energy in the chest; that would be severing one's own meridians and sealing off one's life force!

He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and concentrated his thoughts in his dantian—

In my past life, I heard a master of external martial arts say: "Externally strengthen muscles, bones, and skin; internally cultivate vital energy. If the energy is not dissipated and the strength is not released, the whole body will be like a bell, and only then can one be invincible against ten thousand blows."

correct!

It's not about gathering, it's about connecting!

It's not about focusing on one point, but about connecting the whole body!

He took a deep breath, guiding the warm current from his dantian down along the Foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian, directly into the Yongquan point;

Then draw up the earth's energy, which rises from the soles of the feet, runs through the spine, passes through the shoulder wells, and reaches the limbs and bones!

At first, the meridians feel like they are being pricked by needles, and the muscles feel like they are being torn apart. Ordinary people who practice this skill, like He Dabiao, cannot even get started for three months because the pain of "qi and blood flowing through the body" is enough to make them faint.

He was rewarded by Heaven; he only needed to read the manual to correctly understand and practice the techniques, unlike others who could only slowly explore and might even go astray.

But Song Jing gritted his teeth and remained unmoved, his will as firm as iron.

One breath...

Two breaths...

Ten breaths!

suddenly--

"Buzz!"

It felt as if an ancient bell was gently ringing within my body!

His skin suddenly tightened, and a faint golden light shone through, like the copper plating of the morning sun.

The muscles were bulging like iron, and the bones resonated faintly.

Even my breathing became a deep drumbeat, in sync with my heartbeat!

He suddenly opened his eyes—

A flash of golden light appeared in his eyes and disappeared!

Raise your hand, use your fingers as a knife, and slice across your forearm—

"clang!"

Sparks flew!

The skin and flesh were undamaged, except for a white mark!

Become!

The first level of the Golden Bell Cover Technique: Beginner's Guide!

The panel also began to change.

[Person] Song Jing

[Realm Progress] Minor Success in Skin Forging - Bullhide Realm (27/100)

[Technique Progress] Wind Chasing Leg Technique - Minor Success (5/100)

Beginner's Guide to the Golden Bell Shield (1/100)

Although it is only in its initial stage, its defense is already far beyond the Bullhide Realm—it cannot be broken by a knife, cannot be injured by a punch, and ordinary crossbow bolts bounce off when they get close!

He slowly rose, the moonlight shining on him as if he were wearing an invisible golden armor.

A gentle breeze swept by, causing his clothes to flutter lightly, but it did not stir him in the slightest.

When the golden bell tolls, all evil will flee!

At this moment, his defenses increased significantly, but the extent was unknown.

His strength has been significantly enhanced, and with two martial arts techniques at his disposal, he is estimated to be virtually invincible within the Niu Pi Realm of Xiushui City.

However, we'll have to find another opportunity to test his true strength with Senior Brother Zhou in the future.