Tong Lin
3 Chapter 003: Meeting a bosom friend in Tong Haichuan’s temple

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When the two Daoists wanted to send Tong Lin away, Tong Lin heard this and became anxious. He said,""Two Taoist masters, monks are merciful and compassionate. Please let me stay. To tell you the truth, I have no relatives here, no one to rely on, no money in my pocket, and it's a cold winter. If I want to leave here, I'll die of cold and hunger. If I stay here, I won't eat your food for free. I'm in good health and can do any kind of hard work. Even if you arrange some hard work for me, I'll do it. I want to stay here for a few more days. Please be merciful and let me stay!"

Hearing Tong Lin's tearful words, the two Dao Masters 'hearts softened. They said,""Alright then. However, our temple is quite poor. If there are more people to eat, it will increase our burden. However, seeing that you're really pitiful, I'll stay here for the time being. My son!" "Yes!" "Arrange for Tong Lin to stay in the west room. You have to take good care of him, ah!”"Yes, sir! Almsgiver Tong, come with us." Just like that, the little old Daoist arranged for Tong Lin to stay in the west house.

The next day, after Tong Lin ate his fill, he pondered again. No wonder the old man often said that he would be able to survive in a desperate situation. Look at how coincidental it is that these two Taoist masters saved me. This person was really good! I haven't even asked her what her surname is. The Ren Family's Dao Master had said that one more person would be a burden to them. I'm such a big young man. I have to work well for others. Don't let them chase me away when they're unhappy. Where am I going?

From the day Tong Lin moved in, he had not been idle all day. He would do whatever work he saw and wake up early every day to sweep the courtyard clean. He took a look. Oh, there were quite a few old Daoists in this temple. There were thirty to forty great old Daoists, small old Daoists, and half-great old Daoists. With so many old Daoists, the amount of firewood, rice, and water used in a day was quite considerable! Tong Lin looked at the four to five water vats and thought," I'll fetch water for you. Every day, Tong Lin would fill the water tank to the brim before anyone else got up. When everyone was up, he lit the stove and filled everyone with water to brush their teeth and wash their faces. Who doesn't like such hardworking people? Furthermore, Tong Lin was quite a sturdy person. He would do whatever work he saw. With his arrival, he could fight eight of them alone, thus reducing the burden on these old Daoists. Everyone liked him very much and often asked about him. Soon, Tong Lin became familiar with everyone. These things had unknowingly reached the ears of the two old Daoists.

On this day, Tong Lin was chopping firewood in the courtyard. Two old Daoists walked into the courtyard and looked at Tong Lin."Tong Lin, put down the work in your hands first and come into the house with us.”"Sigh, sigh!" Tong Lin's heart was pounding as he thought," Oh no, he must be chasing me away again. What should I do?

Tong Lin followed the two old Daoists into the house and stood to the side. The Taoist priest pointed at the stool." Sit down. Let's talk."”"Sigh, thank you, Grandpa Dao!" "How many days have you been here?" "About ten days." "How about staying in the temple?" "Yes, it's good, it's good. I ate well and slept soundly." "We want to ask you. Didn't you say that you came to Jiangxi's Longhu Mountain to find an expert?”"Ah, yes." "What do you want to do by looking for an expert?" "Learn martial arts." "Learn martial arts? Do you like martial arts?" "I like it so much! I've practiced it before." "What have you practiced?" "I've practiced…Mountaineering, yes…Big Door, Small Door, Big Red Fist, Little Red Fist, yes…I've practiced them all.”"Do you still know how to do it now?" "Yes!" "Alright then, you practice a set and let the two of us see.”"Ai, ai, ai!" Tong Lin thought,'As long as you don't chase me away, anything is fine.'

When he arrived at the courtyard, Tong Lin rolled up his sleeves and walked through the door. He took a few steps and practiced for a while. When he was done, Tong Lin was so tired that he was sweating profusely. The two old Daoists looked at Tong Lin and nodded.""Okay, okay! Ah, Tong Lin, we don't have any experts here, but if you want to learn martial arts, we know a few moves and were planning to teach you.”"Oh!" When Tong Lin heard that, he was so happy that he knelt down with a thud."Teachers, why don't you just take me as your disciple!”"No, no, no! Get up, get up! He couldn't say that now. "From today onwards, we will teach you. However, we are not very capable. You can learn as many moves as you can. This way, you won't have to waste your time.”"Thank you, my two teachers!" After that, the two Taoist masters each practiced boxing. These two punches weren't very good. Tong Lin watched from the side. Every move and stance, how he stretched out his hand, how he lifted his leg, he memorized them all in his heart. After that, Tong Lin also practiced according to the two Taoist masters. When the two Taoist masters saw this, they were quite satisfied. Just you see, this farm boy is much stronger than those disciples. It seemed that he had suffered a blow. Otherwise, he would not have worked so hard.

From this day onwards, Tong Lin had been learning martial arts with these two Dao Masters. Not many days passed, and Tong Lin's martial arts improved greatly.

After more than two months, the two Taoist masters stopped Tong Lin from learning martial arts and started making him work. They asked Tong Lin to fetch water every day. However, the place where they fetched water this time was different from before.

The red-faced old Daoist told Tong Lin,"Leave the Two Immortals Temple and walk to the front mountain. There's a place there called Tiger Catching Ridge."?After crossing this ridge, there was a mountain stream called Wolf Fang River. There is a small river below Langya River. We like to drink the water from the river. You don't have to pick too much every day. Just fill these four vats.”

Tong Lin thought to himself,'I have work to do this time.' How could he have known that the path the two Daoists had told him about would cover over a hundred miles in a round trip, even across mountains and ridges? To carry a bucket of water from a hundred miles away, he had to carry four vats. This was not easy work! Tong Lin looked at the carrying pole and then at the water bucket. He was a little dumbfounded. The water bucket and the water tank were about the same size. They were special, and the carrying pole was made of iron. Not to mention carrying water, just the carrying pole and bucket were not something that a person with no strength could carry. However, Tong Lin could not complain. He's my benefactor and even taught me martial arts. If I complain, I'll be finished. My rice bowl will definitely be smashed.

On the first day, Tong Lin could only carry a jar and a half of water before he could no longer walk. The next day, Tong Lin limped on his tiptoes, gritting his teeth as he continued picking. In the beginning, Tong Lin was not used to it, but he gradually got used to it later on.

Half a year passed. At this moment, Tong Lin could carry four jars of water a day without any effort. When the two Dao Masters saw that Tong Lin had done a good job, they said,""Tong Lin, you don't have to pick water. I'll find you some work.”"Sigh, what kind of work do you want?" The two Taoist masters led Tong Lin to an empty house and pointed to the ground. Tong Lin took a look and saw two large ceramic basins. There were balls of beancurd strips in the basins. There was cowhide, donkey skin, and horse skin. These leather strips had been soaked in dart glue and were now stuck together. The two Taoist masters said,"Tomorrow after dinner, bring a small stool over here and untie these leather strips for us one by one. We can use them." This thing can be turned into money to spend." "Sigh, alright!" It was easier said than done.

The next day, Tong Lin used his fingers to break the leather strip, and he was dumbfounded. Think about it, these leather strips are all glued together with dart glue. Can you tear them open with your hand? Tong Lin thought for a moment. The Ren Family's Dao Master had clearly instructed him that he could only tear it with his hands and not use any other utensils. But what could he do? There was no other way. Just like that, Tong Lin used more than a month's time to finally untie the two pots of leather strips. Looking at Tong Lin's hand again, it was beyond recognition, especially his thumb and index finger, which were all torn. Ten fingers connected to the heart! Tong Lin was in so much pain that he could not sleep at night. However, Tong Lin didn't complain. Even if my finger is broken, I still want to tear it apart and undo it! I'll do whatever Grandpa Ren decides.

When the two Taoist masters saw Tong Lin's hands, they quickly grabbed some Chinese medicine and washed his hands with the medicine to reduce the swelling. The two Daoists brought two pots of leather strips to Tong Lin. After Tong Lin was done, his hand was torn again. The two Taoists then used medicine to wash his hands and reduce the swelling. Just like that, he broke and washed them. Tong Lin spent more than half a year untying the leather strip. Later on, Tong Lin untied this thing effortlessly and pulled it open. How could he know that this was a skill that the two Taoist masters had taught him, called the " Eagle Claw Force "?

After the leather strips were removed, the two old Daoists arranged a new job for Tong Lin.

The old Daoist let Tong Lin pound the rice with his hands. Think about it, this rice is wrapped in a shell and should have been pounded with a club, but the two Daoists insisted that Tong Lin pound it with his hands. In less than two days, Tong Lin's hands were like bloody gourds. The two Daoists washed Tong Lin's hands with some medicine to reduce the swelling, and he continued to pound. As he pounded it, the cocoon on Tong Lin's hand also thickened. When he peeled the rice again, his hand didn't hurt anymore. It was like a hammer. After pounding rice for a year, Tong Lin calculated that it had been more than three years since he had come up the mountain.

On this day, the two Dao Masters called Tong Lin over again."Tong Lin!" "Sigh!" "Follow us outside the temple." Tong Lin followed the two Daoists out of the temple.

In front of the Two Immortals Temple was an open space with two big trees growing on the ground. These two trees were tall and straight, each of them as thick as an arm. The distance between the trees was fifteen feet. Tong Lin stopped under the tree and heard the two Taoist masters say,""Tong Lin, from tomorrow onwards, you will be turning these two trees. What kind of posture was he in? There was even a posture. He couldn't make a mistake with this posture.”As he spoke, the red-faced Taoist priest bent down. With his left hand in front of him, the tips of his fingers were at the tip of his nose, and his right hand protecting his front, he squatted down like a horse. His upper body did not move, but his legs moved, and he turned around the tree. The way it turned was like the number "8" in Arabic. After the old Daoist finished walking around, he said to Tong Lin,""Don't ask how many days it will take. If I don't let you spin for a while, then forget it.”"Sigh!" Tong Lin was really good about this. He would do whatever you asked him to do and never asked any questions. From now on, Tong Lin would spin this tree all day.

Time flew like an arrow, and the sun and moon flew like shuttles. Tong Lin had spent three whole years just spinning this tree. You don't have to ask how many times you've turned around. When you look down at the root of the tree, you'll see a regular " 8 " sinking more than three inches into the ground. They were all stepped on! It could be seen how much effort Tong Lin had put in and how much sweat he had shed! As for the two Dao Masters, they never followed Tong Lin, but they secretly observed him. Seeing Tong Lin train day and night without stopping, the two Dao Masters couldn't help but feel happy. The two of them called Tong Lin over." Tong Lin, stop spinning the tree. You can do it now!" Do you know why I asked you to fetch water, peel the bamboo strips, pound the rice, and turn the tree? Let me tell you, this is to teach you the basics. You can only learn martial arts if you master these skills. Only then can you become famous in the world!”

In the blink of an eye, six years had passed for Tong Haichuan. He had been taught by two masters in the Two Immortals Temple of Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi Province and had learned all kinds of skills.

On this day, the two Taoist masters called Tong Lin over and told him,""Tong Lin, what you've been practicing these past six years are basic skills. From tomorrow onwards, we will teach you official martial arts.”

The moment Tong Lin heard, he could not help but be overjoyed. The next day, Tong Lin woke up early and waited for his two masters in the courtyard. He saw two Taoist masters walk out of the house in short clothes. The two of them called Tong Lin over and began to teach him palm techniques and fist techniques.

The book was short, and the two Taoist masters taught Tong Lin step by step. Tong Lin was even more focused on learning. When master and disciple were together, one day of practice was better than ten days, and one year of practice was better than ten years. After practicing for a few days, Tong Lin learned all eighteen kinds of martial arts. At this moment, Tong Lin's palm technique was even more impressive. The palm technique that the two Taoist masters taught him was called "Eight Trigrams Willow Silk Palm". This palm technique was unique in the martial arts world at that time. There were a total of thirty-six moves. This kind of palm technique was about pressing on the external injuries. When he hit, it looked like he didn't use much strength, but when he hit the other party's body, it would only hurt his bones. After Tong Lin learned the palm technique, the two Taoist masters forged a pair of weapons for him based on the essence of the eighteen martial arts techniques. The name of the weapon was " Mother-Child Chicken Claw Yuanyang Cheng." This was a type of short weapon, and he could carry one in each hand. The two crescent teeth were locked together, with a big crescent in the middle and a small crescent protecting it. At the two ends of the crescent moon, there were two chicken claws that could tear off other people's weapons. Just by looking at this special weapon, one could tell that its master's moves were different.

After a few more days, Tong Lin learned the 36 paths of mandarin duck axes.

In the blink of an eye, two years had passed. The current Tong Lin was very different from the Tong Lin from back then. His eyes were bright, his temples were bulging, and his chest was especially well-developed. He coughed twice.

On this day, the two Taoist masters called Tong Lin over.""Haichuan, how many years have you been in the mountains?”"Master, it's been eight years!" "Sigh. Logically speaking, martial arts should be something that one should learn forever and endlessly. However, after discussing it for a while, we felt that it was time to send you home. First, go home and visit your parents and brothers. Secondly, you can go to the martial arts world to wander. No matter who it was, just learning martial arts behind closed doors was only a half-baked martial arts. One had to go out and experience the world, see the world, and meet martial arts experts. Only then could one verify the level of one's martial arts.”When Tong Lin heard that, he knelt down with a thud.""Master, did this disciple do something wrong that the two masters intend to chase me away?”" Hahaha! You're already in your thirties. Why are you still speaking like a child? If you had done anything wrong, if it wasn't today, I would have chased you away long ago. We were telling the truth just now. If you go out and wander for a few years, you can come back in the future if there's a chance!”When Tong Lin saw that the two teachers had already made up their minds, he did not dare to argue anymore."Teacher, when do you think it's appropriate for me to leave?”"We can go down the mountain tomorrow. Haichuan, let me tell you something. You've been on the mountain for eight years. Do you know who we are?”

Who exactly are the two Taoists? Let's see the next chapter.

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