105: Chapter 105 Second-Tier Martial Artist

In the courtyard, Qin Yin opened her eyes first.

She looked down at her hands, spreading her five fingers before slowly closing them into a fist.

Her joints crackled, sounding as if every inch of her bones was singing.

Second-turn.

She had stepped right past the bottleneck that had trapped her for so long!

Her meridians were more than twice as wide as before, and the Qi and blood that used to flow sluggishly were now immensely turbulent.

Surging out from her Qi ocean, they flowed through her arms, her fingertips, and her entire body.

She gently clenched her fist, and her fist wind split the air with a crisp "pop."

She had once been a good-for-nothing with congenital blood deficiency, judged by the county constable as being "unable to ever step foot into martial arts in this lifetime."

But what about now?

She was a dignified Second-turn Martial Artist!

Qin Mo was a few breaths later than Qin Yin, and turbulent Qi and blood surged wildly within his body.

This was the Qi and blood of a Second-turn Martial Artist!

He turned his head and looked at his elder sister.

Qin Yin happened to look over as well, and the two exchanged a glance.

Immediately afterwards, they turned around simultaneously, faced the idol of Lord Qinling, and kowtowed heavily.

"Lord Qinling, your believer Qin Yin kowtows to thank Lord Qinling for this great kindness. If not for Lord Qinling's bestowal, we would have absolutely no possibility of becoming martial artists."

Qin Yin's face was filled with piety.

"Lord Qinling, your believer Qin Mo is willing to be a beast of burden for you in this lifetime."

Qin Mo followed up by saying.

Right at this moment, Constable Meng Yu, who had been recovering from his injuries in Qin Family Village, hurried over.

The injury on his leg had not fully healed yet, making his legs a bit stiff as he ran.

But he could not care about that anymore, as he had sensed the Qi and blood of two Second-turn Martial Artists erupting from the temple of Qin Family Village.

A Second-turn Martial Artist?

Where would Qin Family Village get Second-turn Martial Artists?

He rushed into the temple gate, stood at the entrance, and looked inside while supporting himself on the door frame.

Then, he froze.

He saw Qin Yin and Qin Mo kneeling in the courtyard facing the idol of Lord Qinling.

On their bodies, the Second-turn Qi and blood that had just broken through and had not yet fully converged was so distinct.

The shock in Constable Meng Yu's pupils overflowed.

He was precisely the constable who had once tested the Qi and blood for Qin Yin and Qin Mo, and at that time he had told the two that it was impossible for them to become martial artists in this lifetime.

But what about now?

Not only had Qin Yin and Qin Mo become martial artists, but they had also successfully broken through the First-turn peak to become Second-turn Martial Artists.

Constable Meng Yu's gaze shifted away from the two young people still exuding Second-turn Qi and blood, and landed on the idol of Lord Qinling behind the offering table.

This idol looked no different from the clay and wooden statues found in millions of desolate village temples across the world.

But he knew that the reason Qin Yin and Qin Mo were able to become martial artists and break through to the Second-turn today was entirely because of Lord Qinling.

Could a deity actually allow ordinary people to embark on Qi and Blood Martial Arts, and even advance faster than other martial artists?

Could it be that deities were truly omnipotent?

Constable Meng Yu's heart trembled violently; this was the first time he regretted not being a resident of Qin Family Village.

Inside the temple, Qin Yin and Qin Mo had already left to stabilize their newly breakthrough cultivation base.

Constable Meng Yu also left, disappearing outside the courtyard with somewhat stiff legs.

For Qin Ling, making Qin Yin and Qin Mo Second-turn Martial Artists was only the first step.

Next, he continued to make talismans using the divine technique Intermediate Talisman Art.

He intended to send Qin Yin and Qin Mo to Liuhe Village. That place was right in the middle between Qin Family Village and the county town, and it must have been plagued by evil spirits.

Therefore, he had to let the two carry some life-saving talismans with them.

After pondering for a moment, Qin Ling first produced two Vajra Talismans.

These two Vajra Talismans were actually upgraded versions of the previous Protection Talismans.

Previously, Qin Yin and Qin Mo had used Protection Talismans to fend off Hu Fu's attacks, and the defense power of these Vajra Talismans was much stronger.

Next, Qin Ling manufactured two more Divine Mobility Talismans.

These two Divine Mobility Talismans could enhance the speed of Qin Yin and Qin Mo. That way, even if they encountered an opponent they could not defeat, they could use the Divine Mobility Talismans to escape.

Finally, there was the most important thing.

Qin Ling made four more Exorcism Talismans.

That's right, this divine technique Intermediate Talisman Art could actually manufacture Exorcism Talismans.

And the effect was entirely consistent with his Divine Technique: Exorcism.

It was just that the purification effect of this Exorcism Talisman on evil spirits could not compare to his Divine Technique: Exorcism.

After all, a single Exorcism Talisman consumed 20 incense points, whereas his Divine Technique: Exorcism could be used endlessly.

Qin Ling clapped his hands after finishing these eight talismans.

Just like that, another 80 incense points were spent.

Even a wealthy household couldn't withstand such squandering!

Feeling a bit distressed, Qin Ling thought again of the black flowers that could provide incense points after purification.

If he could find a bunch of black flowers somewhere to purify, it would be wonderful~

Qin Ling shook his head and looked at the eight talismans in his hand.

Four Exorcism Talismans, two Vajra Talismans, and two Divine Mobility Talismans.

Coupled with the fact that Qin Yin and Qin Mo had already become Second-turn Martial Artists.

Sending them on a trip to Liuhe Village should not be a problem.

Thinking of this, Qin Ling pinched his fingers, and golden light began to bloom at his fingertips.

Divine Technique: Dream-Entering Technique.

...

Just as the sky was faintly bright, Qin Yin woke up.

She was not awakened by the crowing of chickens, but rather scorched awake by the warmth in the palm of her hand.

She spread her palms, and four talismans quietly lay there, their patterns still emitting a faint golden light.

Exorcism Talisman, Vajra Talisman, and Divine Mobility Talisman.

She had seen these four talismans in her dream last night; Lord Qinling had pushed them toward her one by one and told her the usage of each.

Then Lord Qinling also issued a divine oracle, telling them to go to Liuhe Village to rescue the villagers there and spread the name of Lord Qinling.

Qin Mo also woke up. He pushed the door open, clutching four talismans in his hand as well.

"Sister, did Lord Qinling appear in your dreams too?"

Qin Yin nodded, tucked the talismans into her bosom, and pressed them against her chest.

"Pack your things, we'll leave in a moment."

Qin Mo did not ask much, turned back to his room, strapped his long spear onto his back, and simply packed some dry rations and water.

The news that Qin Yin and Qin Mo were leaving the village spread very quickly.

Village Chief Qin Zongliang stood under the Old Locust Tree at the entrance of the village leaning on a cane, with the villagers of Qin Family Village behind him.

Qin Yin and Qin Mo walked out from the alley carrying simple bundles, one wearing a saber at her waist and the other carrying a spear on his back.

Village Chief Qin Zongliang asked where the two were going, and upon learning that it was Lord Qinling's divine oracle, he did not ask any further.

He simply reached out his right hand, patted Qin Yin on the shoulder, and then patted Qin Mo on the shoulder.

"Be safe."

Qin Yin turned around and walked toward the outside of the village.

Qin Mo followed behind, walking neither too fast nor too slow, side by side with Qin Yin.

The Old Locust Tree at the village entrance grew further and further away, the villagers standing under the tree grew smaller, and the eaves of the temple became increasingly blurry.

They followed the winding dirt road toward the west, heading in the direction of Liuhe Village.

The wind blew from the west, carrying a rotten bloody stench that made the hems of their garments flutter loudly.

Qin Yin reached her hand into her bosom and touched the four talismans—they were warm, pressing closely against her chest.

Qin Mo also touched the long spear on his back with a solemn gaze.

This time it was Lord Qinling's divine oracle, and they were determined to make Lord Qinling satisfied.