Chapter 224: Lao Mo's New Invention, Back to the Demon Tomb

Bai Yu had already made other plans for Lan Yu Niang and the others.

He decided to take in a disciple.

With his current status as a foundation-building period, it was reasonable for him to take in a few disciples.

This was not a whim, but a well-thought-out idea.

Bai Yu usually had a lot of supplies to buy, and a disciple could run errands for him.

Moreover, he hoped that his lineage could contract the funeral procession at Zuowang Peak.

Thinking of this, Bai Yu called Sun Lin, a round-faced girl on Zuowang Peak.

At this time, Sun Lin had grown from a silly little girl to a silly big girl.

For more than ten years, this unlucky girl had endured more than ten years on Zuowang Peak.

She was already desperate in her heart, and she was determined that she would die alone on Zuowang Peak.

She bowed to Bai Yu:

"Uncle Bai, what do you want to see me about?"

Bai Yu smiled faintly:

"Sun Lin, are you willing to become my disciple?"

Sun Lin's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide:

"Become my disciple?"

She felt as if a pie had fallen from the sky and hit her face with a bang.

God has eyes, she, Sun Lin, finally got lucky!

Being able to climb up to a strong foundation-building person is what Qi-refining cultivators dream of.

She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice:

"I am willing, of course I am willing, Master, please accept--"

Bai Yu waved his hand to interrupt her:

"Don't worry, I have a condition, if you agree, I will accept you as my disciple."

Sun Lin nodded repeatedly:

"Don't say one condition, even if it's ten, I will agree."

With a master in the foundation-building period, she can choose a sect mission again, and she won't have to stay in this hellhole of Zuowang Peak anymore!

Even if I have to go to the Spirit Beast Garden to pick up manure, it is better than this shabby place.

Shabby place, shabby place, shabby place!

Bai Yu: "My condition is that I will stay in Zuwang Peak forever to attend funerals."

Sun Lin: "..."

Bai Yu smiled but said nothing, letting Sun Lin think about it.

After a while, Sun Lin reacted.

She was going to die alone in Zuwang Peak anyway, and basically no one would replace her.

She might as well stay in Zuwang Peak and hug a thigh in the foundation-building period.

"Master, please accept your disciple's greetings."

Bai Yu calmly accepted Sun Lin's apprenticeship.

By the way, he also accepted the young marquis as his second disciple.

Bai Yu taught each of them the cultivation method, as well as the elixir and talisman.

Sun Lin couldn't help but click her tongue when she saw the elixir.

She secretly sighed that he was indeed a strong person in the foundation-building period. The elixir he gave was enough for her to save spirit stones for several years without eating or drinking.

She kowtowed repeatedly to thank her master.

What she didn't know was that Bai Yu's wealth was not comparable to that of an ordinary foundation-building cultivator.

Bai Yu said calmly:

"You should practice well. When you reach the late stage of Qi Refining, your master will find a foundation-building pill for each of you."

"Sun Lin, when your master is not around, you must teach your junior brother well."

Sun Lin was pleasantly surprised. Foundation-building pills, this was something she dared not even think about.

She hurriedly patted her chest and promised that she would obey her master's orders.

Bai Yu smiled calmly and gave each of them instructions on how to practice.

He had a bold idea.

Set the two of them as funeral subordinates. If the two of them can build a foundation in the future, they may be able to enter the ancestral tomb on the second floor of Zuowang Peak.

I don't know if their funeral can bring rewards to Bai Yu at that time.

Of course, this is all later. Bai Yu now has a more important thing to verify.

After preaching, Bai Yu planted a tree on Zuowang Peak.

The tree was lush and green, revealing a vigorous vitality. It was Bai Yu's incarnation of Tianmu.

A few days later, a disciple was sent to the Zuowang Peak for burial.

Bai Yu took the opportunity to fly two hundred miles away, leaving only the incarnation in the original place.

An hour later, a prompt came from the Burial World Record.

[Subordinate Sun Lin successfully sent a burial and received a reward: three years of cultivation, life experience +42,000! ]

Bai Yu smiled.

Success!

There are restrictions on the subordinates' burials. They must be within a hundred miles of Bai Yu to receive the burial reward.

After Bai Yu entered the Demon Tomb, he could not receive Sun Lin's burial reward.

That's why Bai Yu refined the Tianmu incarnation and planted it on the Zuowang Peak.

Sure enough, within a hundred miles of the incarnation, he could also receive the subordinate's burial reward.

Bai Yu was in a good mood.

In the future, others in the Demon Tomb can also receive Sun Lin's burial reward.

Half a month later, the young marquis was running around on a grass field with a kite.

At this time, a huge explosion sounded from a house in the distance.

The young marquis said to himself:

"Master Lao Mo's furnace exploded again, and I don't know what he was refining."

"Master Lao Mo is really a weird person, no, a weird dog, the master is the weird one."

In the eyes of the young marquis, Bai Yu and Lao Mo are both weird.

In addition to drawing talismans every day, Bai Yu likes to make paper figures.

The paper figures are lifelike, as if they can come alive with eyes.

Bai Yu made 365 paper figures in one breath, and burned them all to Guan Erye.

Keeping Guan Erye for 365 days a year, you can learn a different foreign language every day.

Lao Mo is never tired of refining tools.

Recently, it got a motto from Bai Yu - "Art is explosion".

Lao Mo was like being hit on the head and realized the true meaning of refining tools.

Since it has no hands, it is difficult to refine exquisite magic tools, so it takes the violent route.

Blow it up!

Finally, after several months of sleepless research and development, Lao Mo developed a proud product.

It came excitedly to offer the treasure to Bai Yu.

"Ouch ~ woof woof woof ~ woof woof woof ~"

(Look at my masterpiece, the Spirit Stone Rocket Bomb!)

(Use the conflicting spiritual stones as a guide to make a bomb. It is super powerful and can attack from a distance.)

Bai Yu also became interested:

"What is the explosion range of this thing?"

"Woof woof" (thirty feet!)

"What about the range?"

"Woof woof" (twenty feet!)

Bai Yu: "..."

The explosion range is thirty feet, and the shooting range is twenty feet. If you hurt others, you should hurt yourself first, right?

Lao Mo's invention is indeed as stable as ever.

Stable and unreliable.

Lao Mo didn't care so much, he was waiting for praise with a proud look on his face.

Bai Yu chuckled.

Lao Mo's invention is indeed useless, but so what, as long as it is happy.

Bai Yu picked up Lao Mo and threw him into the sky, then caught him again.

"My Lao Mo is the best! He is smart, considerate, and has a great imagination..."

"Woof woof... woof" (Praise more, praise more, I like to hear it.)

That night, Bai Yu set up a steaming hot pot.

Sun Lin and Lan Yuniang, mother and son, were both there.

Everyone gathered around the hot pot to eat, drink and enjoy themselves.

During this period, Bai Yu handed a storage bag to Lan Yuniang:

"Sister-in-law, this is a relic left by Senior Brother Hou. Now that you are a monk, you can keep it by yourself."

Lan Yuniang took the storage bag with a complicated expression.

Bai Yu handed over another storage bag:

"There is a tree on Zuowang Peak, and there is a nest of Vajra Bees on the tree. Please take care of these two things."

"The cultivation materials here should be regarded as rewards."

Bai Yu gave Sun Lin and Xiao Houzi several more explanations.

The next day, Bai Yu took Lao Mo back to the Demon Tomb.

He couldn't wait for the funeral.