Longevity Through the Path of Survival: Starting with Playing the Suona, Funeral Cultivation Begins

Chapter 1253 Eyesight

The white-haired Taoist grabbed Bai Yu's hand and looked him up and down.

Bai Yu was calm.

The aura of this white-haired Taoist was probably equivalent to that of an earthly immortal.

As expected, the white-haired Taoist didn't notice anything unusual.

At this time, he realized that he had lost his composure and said with a smile:

"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Lin Hong, the master of Zhenjun Temple."

"You can call me Master, Master, or Old Lin."

Bai Yu looked trembling and bowed hurriedly.

Taoist Lin waved his sleeves to stop him:

"No need to be polite, Old Lin doesn't have so many rules."

"Since you have become my 72nd disciple, I can't be without expression as a master."

"This bottle of eye-nourishing pills, you keep it."

As he said that, he handed over a porcelain bottle from his sleeve.

Bai Yu naturally thanked him repeatedly, pretending to be a completely ignorant Taoist child.

Taoist Lin was very satisfied and explained to Bai Yu with a smile:

"Let me teach you that our Zhenjun Temple is a Taoist temple under the jurisdiction of Shenmu Palace, and we practice Shenmu Dao."

"People like you who have inherited the pupil technique can be called Taoists with Tongshu."

"When your pupil technique is upgraded to the ninth level, you can practice Baimu Jue and be called a Taoist who participates in the technique. You can be in charge of a Taoist temple and sit in a city."

Bai Yu secretly thought it was interesting and listened obediently.

He asked a few questions from time to time to inquire about the confusion.

Taoist Lin didn't mind and answered him one by one.

For a while, it was a scene of a kind master and a filial disciple.

After half a day, Taoist Lin waved his sleeves:

"Fang Yu, I will tell you here today. I am tired."

"If you don't understand anything, you can ask Miaotong and Liangyu."

Bai Yu nodded and left, and followed Li Miaotong down the mountain.

Li Miaotong took Bai Yu to an unused courtyard on the mountainside to settle down.

She didn't mind the trouble. In addition to helping Bai Yu clean the courtyard, she also explained to him a lot of common sense about cultivation.

Bai Yu nodded after listening, and said a little strangely:

"Sister, when we accept disciples in Zhenjun Temple, don't we need to pay homage to the ancestors and enter the list?"

Li Miaotong was stunned:

"Where did you hear this weird saying from, little brother?"

Bai Yu scratched his head:

"I heard from the storyteller in the city that the Daguan inside accepts disciples in a very formal way."

Li Miaotong smiled:

"No, our Zhenjun Temple has always advocated simplicity, and the master is also kind, so there is no need to bother."

"Xiao Yu, you are tired all day today, take a good rest first, I am in the cave on the opposite mountain, I will go back first."

Bai Yu nodded:

"Okay, sister, I will see you off."

After seeing Li Miaotong off, Bai Yu returned to the house and took out the bottle of eye-nourishing pills given by Lin Daoren.

As soon as he opened the medicine bottle, he saw several eyeballs inside, with pupils moving like living things.

Bai Yu had such good eyesight that he could tell at a glance that these were real human eyes!

Damn, is this world so crazy? Using human eyes to make pills directly.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand and something appeared in his palm.

It was the spiritual eye of Gong Shenxiu that he had obtained before.

As Bai Yu's mind moved, a transparent small sword shot out and cut the spiritual eye.

Unexpectedly, Gong Shenxiu's spiritual eye shrank rapidly like a deflated balloon.

And the transparent small sword suddenly became more than half as powerful.

"It is worthy of being a side door. This method of cultivation is swift and fierce, and it is countless times faster than the immortal way."

Bai Yu touched his chin and was secretly amazed in his heart.

He waved his hand, and a flame ignited in front of him, burning several eye-nourishing pills.

It was ok to practice with the enemy's spiritual eyes, but he disdained to use human eyes for no reason.

In the following days, Bai Yu settled down here.

The life of inner disciples was much easier than that of outer disciples.

No need to deal with any chores, just chant mantras to practice spiritual eyes, and on the first and fifteenth of every month, there were secret medicines distributed in the temple.

In addition to the pills made from human eyes, there were all kinds of strange and bizarre soups.

With Bai Yu's qualifications, even if he didn't use human eye pills, his practice speed would not be slow at all.

That day, he carried a jar of good wine and slipped into the courtyard of his sixth senior brother Wen Liangyu.

Wen Liangyu still had a cold face:

"Tell me, what's the problem today?"

This guy had a cold face all day long, but every time Bai Yu came to ask for advice, he also answered diligently.

Bai Yu smiled and handed over a jar of wine:

"Junior brother, I brewed a jar of wine. After thinking about it, Senior Brother Wen is the most qualified to taste it."

Wen Liangyu took the jar of wine, opened the mud seal, and a fragrance came to his face.

His expression eased a little:

"I didn't expect you to be a good drinking buddy."

Bai Yu smiled but said nothing.

He casually referred to the brewing techniques of the fairy world and improved the formula of this world, and the taste of the wine could be improved to a higher level.

"Sixth Senior Brother, come, let's drink this cup."

While drinking with Wen Liangyu, he asked about the things in this world without making a sound.

Wen Liangyu drank until he was satisfied, and he knew everything:

"There are six major palaces, eight thousand temples, and one hundred thousand jungles here."

"Our Zhenjun Temple is a small branch of the Shenmu Taoist Palace."

"The Shenmu Palace lineage all practices the spiritual eye, from the spiritual eye spell, to the pupil technique, then the Hundred Eyes Technique, and then the Blood Pupil Technique, and the highest can be cultivated to the legendary Netherworld Holy Eye."

"The small temple stops at the Hundred Eyes Technique, the big temple has the Blood Pupil Technique, and as for the Netherworld Holy Eye, it must be inherited by the Shenmu Palace."

Bai Yu said calmly:

"It turns out that Master can already rule a city after practicing the Hundred Eyes Jue."

"I wonder how powerful the Netherworld Holy Eye is. I'm afraid it may not be possible to cultivate it even if I practice for tens of thousands of years?"

Wen Liangyu snorted coldly:

"If you chant the mantra every day, you can't cultivate it even if you practice for a million years, let alone tens of thousands of years."

Bai Yu asked tentatively:

"Do you need secret medicine?"

"Secret medicine won't work either."

"Doesn't that mean no one can cultivate it?"

Wen Liangyu snorted coldly:

"Of course not, there is also a shortcut to cultivate it quickly, which is to kill the eye spirits and absorb their power."

"The one-eyed bats in our power transmission cave are a kind of eye spirit."

Bai Yu thought to himself, so that's it.

He poured Wen Liangyu another glass of wine and urged him to drink again and again.

Wen Liangyu said:

"After you chant the mantra and practice for a while, you can go down the mountain to fight against the evil spirits."

"Kill the evil spirits of the eye spirits, and your strength will increase rapidly."

He looked at me leisurely, and then changed the subject:

"I advise you not to hold too high hopes, just drink and sleep peacefully."

"The evil spirits are not trivial, otherwise my Zhenjun Temple would not have only more than 70 inner disciples."

Bai Yu nodded repeatedly, and drank with Wen Liangyu until he was drunk.

In the following days, he took root in the temple.

In addition to chanting the mantra and practicing every day, he would get news from Wen Liangyu and others.

It's a pity that there is no Sutra Pavilion in Zhenjun Temple, and he can't get more information.

This made Bai Yu secretly complain that there is no Sutra Pavilion, what kind of temple is it.

Half a year later, after continuous chanting and hard practice, he finally upgraded his pupil sword technique to the second level.

And Lin Daoren also issued a decree, ordering Bai Yu to go down the mountain to practice.

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