"No, I want to try it myself." Shen Luo smiled and said.
He still remembered that more than a year ago, he went to ask Taoist Luo to teach him the art of talismans. Master Luo, who was usually gentle to him, simply refused, even if he offered two hundred gold. The other party is still unmoved by the sky-high price.
Master Luo made it clear that the magic of talismans taught in the temple is not a trick used by charlatans to deceive people, but a real secret skill that can only be practiced by inner disciples with magic power, let alone him. A registered disciple, even a formal outer sect disciple, does not need to be thought about.
"Sure, I'll bring it to you." Bai Xiaotian nodded after hearing this.
"If possible, let's see if we can get some rooster blood and black dog blood in the restaurant." Seeing that he was about to leave, Shen Luo added.
"I know you often read some miscellaneous books, but those are things written by literati and miscellaneous writers. Don't take them too seriously..." Bai Xiaotian frowned and said.
He is one of the only three inner disciples in the sect. Naturally, he can come into contact with the real talisman technique. However, the sect has strict rules. No matter how good he is with Shen Luo, he will not Nothing leaked.
"Don't worry, I know my own rules and won't act recklessly." Shen Luo yawned and responded vaguely.
Bai Xiaotian knew that persuasion was useless, so he had no choice but to raise his hand, turned around and left.
Shen Luo watched his figure disappear into the forest, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
He knew that the other party was worried that he would go astray and tried to persuade him with good intentions, but only he knew his situation.
It’s not that he just wants to engage in these heresy, but his life span is limited, forcing him to find another way out.
The Yin energy that invaded his body more than two years ago has destroyed his vitality. In the past two years, he has been relying on the "Red Snow Powder" every three months to maintain his vitality. .
Even so, he still felt that his health was getting worse. He would feel a little breathless if he walked a little more on weekdays. Especially last winter, when he was wearing a fur cloak, he still felt cold inside his body. My limbs are cold.
The reason why he only took one medicine in March was not because he could not afford the one hundred taels of silver, but because it was able to maximize the effectiveness of the medicine. Drinking it more frequently would not only be a waste, but also potentially If the deficiency is not replenished, Master Luo will not allow it.
As for the cultivation of Xiao Huayang Gong, he has progressed too slowly. He has just started to learn it until today. However, his speed of practice is not comparable to that of the outer disciples with the worst foundation in Guan Nei. Moreover, according to Master Luo, even if this method is a great success, it can only increase life span by ten to twenty years at most.
But with the speed of my cultivation, I am afraid that I have no chance to achieve great success, and it is possible to ride the crane and return to the west first.
He spent so much money to come to this Taoist temple on the mountain, not just because he wanted to survive for a few more years.
Shen Luo thought to himself and walked slowly down the mountain.
Spring and Autumn Temple is backed by Qinghua Mountain, and the whole building is built on the mountain. Except for the mountain gate, which is close to the mountainside, the other Lingguan Hall and Jade Emperor Hall are the same.The buildings are all distributed along the mountain, rising layer by layer, and the most important Sanqing Hall is located on the top of the mountain.
Except for the inner sect disciples, the quiet rooms where other disciples stay in the temple are concentrated on three mountainside cliffs on both sides of the mountain road from the mountain gate to Lingguan Hall. Since the terrain here is quite open, it is basically Everyone can have their own room.
There is not much control over the practice of disciples in the temple. Except for specific teaching days, all disciples are required to go to Sanqing Hall together to listen to Master Luo and other elders explaining Taoist classics. No need to do morning classes together.
Anyway, the Small Huayang Gong in the temple has been distributed to every disciple. Everyone can practice it on their own based on their qualifications.
The place where Shen Luo practices is not far from the Jade Emperor Palace, and now he has returned to the square in front of the palace.
As he approached the palace gate, he did not enter the palace, but just bowed his head outside the palace. After resting, he turned around and left along the stone steps down the mountain.
"Isn't this Junior Brother Shen? He's back from practice. How is it? Have you started the Little Huayang Kung Fu?" At this time, a rather familiar voice came from the hall.
Shen Luo sighed in his heart and turned around.
As he expected, it was none other than Senior Brother Ding, whom he usually had trouble dealing with. Before he could cross the threshold, a shy belly had already poked out of the palace door.
Behind him, there were two young men wearing green preacher robes. One was holding a broom and the other was carrying a bucket. It seemed that he had just finished his homework.
"I've met a few senior brothers." A warm smile appeared on Shen Luo's face, and he bowed to several people.
"Junior Brother Shen, I am not telling you. When practicing Xiao Huayang Kung, you must not be eager for quick success. Although Junior Brother has not been able to get started in two years, don't be too anxious. After all, the future is long. This qualification is a matter of urgency. It's useless, just keep working hard..." Seeing that he was so polite, Senior Brother Ding didn't know what to say. He first pretended to say a few words of relief, and then began to preach like a senior brother.
"Thank you for your concern, senior brother. I was lucky enough to get started today. Senior brother Bai also confirmed it for me." Shen Luo blinked and replied seemingly casually.
"What...what, you have already started? Does Bai Xiaotian know about it too?" Senior Brother Ding was startled, and his face suddenly turned ugly.
The other two young men also looked at Shen Luo in surprise, their eyes full of astonishment.
After all, they are aware of Shen Luo's situation, otherwise they would not have made any progress after two years of hard training.
According to their private speculation, with Shen Luo's body, he might not be able to get in even if he cultivates for another three to five years.
Shen Luo had already anticipated the reactions of several people, but stopped talking and just nodded with a smile.
A trace of depression flashed in Senior Brother Ding’s eyes. If Bai Xiaotian didn't know about it, he could have concealed the matter first and then tried to cancel the bet, but the other party already knew about it, and the previous bet was really lost.
"If nothing happens, junior brother will not disturb the duties of several senior brothers.Day. "Shen Luo smiled and bowed his hands to the three of them again.
"Wait a minute, Junior Brother Shen, don't leave in a hurry. Although Bai Xiaotian has already confirmed it, he hasn't been here for a long time after all, so there is no guarantee. You won't be mistaken. Why don't you ask your senior brother to confirm it for you? "Senior Brother Ding glanced sideways and said with a smile.
Hearing this, Shen Luo felt a little unhappy.
This Senior Brother Ding actually had nothing to do with him, but There is a deep conflict with Bai Xiaotian.
The reason is that Ding Hua, the younger brother of senior brother Ding Yuan, is also a disciple of the Spring and Autumn Temple, and like Bai Xiaotian, he is the only one in the temple.
Among them, Ding Hua studied under the master of the temple, Bai Xiaotian studied under Luo Daoren, and one of them studied under Master Wang. All three of them are the ones with the highest cultivation qualifications in the temple. Naturally, they are competing overtly and secretly.
"I don't think it's necessary. Senior brother is busy with his practice, so he doesn't need to worry about me. "The smile on Shen Luo's face faded.
Although he is usually polite to others, he is not a soft persimmon who can be manipulated.
He knows in his heart when to do it. Be tough, when can you give in?
"Junior Brother Shen, how do you talk to Senior Brother Ding? Senior brother also has good intentions. "A person behind Ding Yuan heard this and said with a serious face.