My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 8

"Ghost baby altar?"

"Come with me." Liu He led Song Lin into the main hall.

Looking closer, hundreds of black altars are of different sizes and shapes.

Some are pasted with yellow talismans, some with white talismans, and some are covered with stones, willow boards, and yellow paper.

Different black altars are divided into different areas.

In front of each area, there is a table of eight immortals, offering three animals of melons and fruits, incense candles and sandalwood, and spell cards with words written on them.

"Ghost Infant Altar", "Ear News Boy Altar", "Wandering Soul Altar", "Soldier Soul Altar", "Water Fire Ghost Altar"...

Song Lin was led to the ghost baby altar at this time, and there were 25 small altars in total.

Liuhe and Lin Yang not far away are both high-level Taoist boys, responsible for assisting Taoist Wude in the affairs of the yin and yang altar.

"Anyway, according to the rules, feed the blood pills every three days, come here at noon every day to burn incense and light candles, and change the drinks, melons and fruits at the end of the month and three animals."

"Where do I get the materials?"

If you let yourself pay for these materials, that would be too bad.

"Get it from Fellow Daoist Lin Yang." Liu He pointed to the fat Taoist not far away.

"Okay, feel free to contact me if you have any questions. The work at the Yin-Yang Altar is pretty idle, and it's not as scary as rumors from the outside world. People who abide by the rules can't die."

Liu He patted Song Lin on the shoulder, and then left the place.

Song Lin looked around, and every dharma altar was guarded by the same Taoist boy as himself.

He stepped forward to light the incense and put it on the incense burner.

While working, he looked around.

There is a lot of yin and ghost here, and if you stay for a long time, you will definitely be affected.

"Hey, friend Daoist."

There was a tall, skinny man at the altar of the ear-reporting boy, who suddenly looked at him.

Song Lin looked over, and the tall man said:
"You must have been tricked by Li Xuan, right? Li Xuan was guarding the Ghost Infant Altar at the beginning, but later Taoist Wude took a fancy to him, so it became vacant..."

He asked another person from the dharma altar to take care of it. Unexpectedly, the other party was unfamiliar with his skills and was killed by a ghost baby just now. Song Lin just came over and pushed him up by the way.

"I know."

Song Lin was a little helpless.

His predecessor was a cowardly and honest person who listened to everything others said, and did a lot of hard work for nothing.

Otherwise, others would not follow him.

In this world, honest and kind people don't live long.

The tall man named Zhou Xuan, who also felt sorry for Song Lin, thought that Song Lin was a little discouraged, so he comforted him:

"Li Xuan thinks that if he is talented, he can do whatever he wants. Feng Shui turns around, and we may not be able to stand out."

"Thank you for the comfort, Brother Dao. By the way, what are these altars for?"

Song Lin changed the subject, he was not his predecessor, and he had all the emotions on his face. At this moment, he rashly stated that it would be bad if he fell into someone else's trap.

"Oh, the altar is for the Spirit Hall."

After offering sacrifices to the altar for 49 days, or 81 days in ninety-nine, you can be trained and sent to the Spirit Hall to be driven by Taoist priests.

Zhou Xuan looked around, and said in a low voice: "These semi-finished products are extremely unstable, don't listen to Liu He's nonsense, it is true that I advise fellow Taoists to prepare something for self-defense."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Xuan pointed to his right arm.

There was a dark scar on his right arm, and a large piece of flesh had been dug out.

"Thank you for your advice." Song Lin said sincerely.

After burning the incense, Song Lin returned to his residence.

The Yin-Yang altar is dangerous, but the workload is quite small.

Usually burn incense and light candles, and then feed something, it will be over in less than half an hour.

After returning to his residence, Song Lin successfully broke through to the constant state.

It took two hours.

Next, we will start working on the materials of Qianlongshe Xisan, and prepare to break through the fetal breath period.

Song Lin roughly calculated that he had eleven Dao skills, and it would cost at least six to buy medicine refining utensils.

The remaining five Dao functions make up eight pieces of materials for shooting and dispersing.

He summed up his experience in the world of Laoshan, and he needs about six sets of Shexi San and five Yangqi Pills.

If everything goes well, you can enter the realm of fetal breath at most two months.

Five days passed after that.

Song Lin practiced during the day and lived in Laoshan World at night.

When entering the Laoshan world, the external body is in a dormant state, which is equivalent to sleeping.

During the period, I took the time to go to the Capital Academy to buy utensils and materials.

I still dare not go to the ghost market, or it is unnecessary.

Five days, five years have passed in Laoshan World.

On this day, Song Lin woke up from Laoshan again.

He sensed the surging zhenqi in his body, and it was really not suitable for this kind of gap between realm switching.

Infuriating has doubled in the past five years.

The use of the eight secret techniques has become more and more proficient.

The qi training technique of the eight secret arts is also a good supernatural power, which can make one's Taiping Daoyin verses practice faster.

Song Lin walked out the door and ran into a middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Hello, big brother." Song Lin greeted with a smile.

"Hello Ninth Junior Brother." Eldest brother Xuan Qing responded, "Are you going to the Dharma Hall to meet Master as well?"

"Exactly."

"Okay, let's go together."

The two walked and chatted.

On the way, I met other fellow apprentices.

When you came to the largest room in the Taoist temple, the door opened automatically.

In the middle of the room sat an old man with a white beard.

Seeing the nine disciples, the old man showed a satisfied smile, then looked at Song Lin, and said with a smile, "How about the secret technique?"

"Almost proficient."

Song Lin waved his sleeve, and a round white paper flew out.

The white paper turned into a bright moon, and a fairy came in the middle of the moon.

Then he used the wall penetration technique to go back and forth through the wall.

The eight secret techniques are used like flowing clouds and flowing water.

"Well, continue to practice, and when you break through the fetal breath, you will almost be able to become a teacher."

Laoshan Taoist said with relief.

He didn't know that Song Lin broke through the fetal breath.

Song Lin's talent is higher than other senior brothers, and in just five years, his magic skills are no less than his own.

"Congratulations, junior." Xuan Tong cupped his hands and smiled, his eyes full of thoughts, which Song Lin accurately captured.

Then everyone went back.

Song Lin came to the dense forest in the back mountain.

Whoa!

There were fallen leaves, and eighteen figures fell silently.

The leading man is Yang Xing.

"Meet the master!" Yang Xing bowed his hands.

The subordinates behind him looked respectfully at the 'immortal' in front of them.

The 18 people are all cultivated by great masters, and they have gained a great reputation in the rivers and lakes. They are known as the 'Eighteen Horsemen of Yanyun'.

No sect in the world can stop them.

Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry is only interested in natural materials, earth treasures, and various ancient books.

"Well, what happened to what I asked you to do?"

"Return to the master, the medicinal materials have arrived. We found an ancient book at Orion's house in Xuzhou. After our investigation, it was a relic of the ancient Yunzhong Temple. Then we found another one based on clues."

In addition to collecting medicinal materials, Yanyun Eighteen Riders also shouldered the task of collecting supernatural powers and spells.

Song Lin has been in this world for more than ten years, and he found that in this place, the aura of heaven and earth is thin, and magical powers are almost cut off.

It is almost impossible to make further breakthroughs in Qi training after cultivating to the fetal breath.

Many Taoist temples have died out, and most of the remaining ones are swindlers, so Song Lin asked them to collect ancient relics.

Sure enough, after five years of searching, there were two spells.

He took the ancient books in Yang Xing's hands, namely "The Method of Summoning Birds" and "Stopping the Bleeding Curse". The spells are very ordinary, but it has been verified that there are indeed spells left in this world.

"In the future, you don't need to collect medicinal materials, and concentrate on investigating clues in ancient books." Song Lin put away the ancient books.

"Yes." Yang Xing hesitated for a moment, then said, "Master, there is one more thing."

"Hurry up and say, don't sell off."

"During the process of investigating ancient books, I discovered a secret of the master's elder brother."

"What secret?"

　Thanks to Qin Xiaojiang, Lord Naihe, Feng Tong, Mo Ran Qingcheng, book friend 1406 for their great rewards

　　
　
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