Golden elixir of cultivation

Chapter 82 Big grave and good grave

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"It's getting late. There will be plenty of time to understand slowly in the future." Ji Zhong looked at the sky and said seriously, "Junior brothers, follow me. Don't disturb the graves of other senior brothers."

Ji Zhong led everyone around Fentou Mountain and towards a nearby valley.

In the valley, a huge tomb stands upright, like a hill, covering an area of ​​at least seven or eight acres. The tombstone is also surprisingly large, seven or eight feet high, with a large Chinese character "Xue" written on it.

"What an impressive tomb. Why is this tomb so big?" Fang Yeyun clicked his tongue outside the valley.

Ji Zhong lowered his voice and said with a chuckle, "There is a saying among our disciples that registered disciples crowd the tombs of the mountains, while the novice disciples live in large single rooms, the deacons' tombs are big, the elders' tombs are nice, and the leader's tombs are big and nice."

"I will also build my own tomb big and nice in the future! The more grandiose the better!" Fang Yeyun said with a strange smile as he smacked his lips.

"Elder Xue, disciple Ji Zhong brings new disciples here to handle the initiation matters." Ji Zhong straightened his face and said loudly toward the valley.

boom!
After a few breaths, the tombstone exploded, revealing a portal that was ten feet high, and an old man wearing a black robe with white hair and a white beard walked out.

"I've met Elder Xue." Ji Zhong bowed respectfully.

Everyone behind him saw it and quickly followed suit.

"Why did Mu Laogui come back so soon this time?" Elder Xue glanced at everyone suspiciously, his face darkened, he raised his head and looked into the distance, cursing, "The five elements are disordered, the vitality is muddy, where did you come from, Mu Laogui?" These crooked people are just looking for things for me to do."

"Old ghost Xue, these disciples are not weak in spirit, but they are good talents for cultivation. Don't waste them." Elder Mu was nowhere to be seen, but his voice suddenly sounded in the valley.

"Hmph!" Elder Xue snorted coldly, "Come in with me."

"Yes!" Ji Zhong and everyone agreed in unison, following behind him without looking sideways.

After entering the tomb, there is a large hall with a simple shape.Elder Xue was sitting in the hall, holding a gold pen and jade book, and said in an old-fashioned manner, "One by one, come forward and register your name."

Everyone lined up and stepped forward one by one.

Elder Xue shot out two beams of light from his eyes, and after searching each person for a few breaths, he casually wrote the names reported by everyone on the jade book.

After a while, Elder Xue put away the golden pen and jade book and said loudly, "After you leave your name on the jade book, you will be the registered disciple of our Heisha Sect. Our sect can lay such a foundation in Shiwan Mountain because of this They are united and friendly, and work as one, and are famous for helping relatives but not helping others.

Fighting has always been fought together, fighting in a swarm, relying on strength in numbers!It is important to retaliate for every anger, kill one of me, and destroy your whole family. You must remember not to weaken the reputation of my teaching when you go out in the future.If you are bullied outside, just go back to the mountain and shout, and even the leader will stand up for you! "

"It's so good to defend one's shortcomings! It's so domineering!" Bai Mo's heart moved and he couldn't help but smile, "It's so grand! It suits me very well!"

After a while, in the tomb mountain.

"Brother Bai, have you chosen the tomb?" Fang Yeyun looked at the tomb mountain again and again, feeling a little confused, "There are so many tombs, and I don't know which one is better."

Bai Mo was carrying a wooden box on his back and playing with a palm-sized white flag in his hand. He smiled casually and said, "They are all lived by registered disciples. They are probably all about the same. Just pick one."

He glanced around the mountain a few times and strode to a place with relatively few graves.

"It's you!" In front of a mound, Bai Mo inserted a small flag into the soil.Whoosh whoosh! !

The small flags penetrated into the soil as soon as they hit the soil, as if they were taking root and sprouting. When they faced the wind, they swelled up and grew to a height of ten feet in just one breath. The white flags were thick and fluttering in the wind.

Boom!

As the white flags brushed across the mound, a gray-white tombstone swayed out from in front of the mound, with a large white character engraved on it.

Bai Mo stretched out his hand and tapped the stone tablet three times, and a portal cracked open from the stone tablet.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, living people live in graveyards and compete with dead people for business." He strode in with a bit of surprise.

boom!
Behind him, the stone tablet is tightly closed, and long flags are thick and creaking.

After Fang Yeyun noted the location, he walked around twice, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he excitedly walked to a mound near a large stone, inserted a white flag, and selected the tomb.

"It's much bigger than I thought." In the tomb, Bai Mo walked three or four steps along the loess road, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

The tomb doesn't look big from the outside, but it's three feet underground, which is a bit larger than many inn rooms. The air is fresh and clear, and it doesn't feel stuffy at all.

There were not many things in the tomb. The earthen bed, earthen stools and earthen table, although they were made of loess, were stronger than rocks.

In one corner of the tomb, there are three or five small blue mushrooms as big as a palm, which are emitting a bright blue light, like a dream, it is really beautiful, and it illuminates the tomb brightly.

"This should be the blue flame mushroom that Senior Brother Ji was talking about." Bai Mo looked at it curiously, walked to the earthen table, sat down, and took down the wooden box behind him.

According to Ji Zhong, the terrain of Shiwanda Mountain is dangerous, the climate is changeable, and there are many poisonous insects. In order to prevent new disciples from dying in accidents, after the disciples are verified and listed in the jade book, the sect will distribute something as a disciple. Entry benefits.

Click!

Bai Mo didn't hesitate, and with the help of the dim light, he stretched out his hand to open the box. What he saw was a booklet. Under it were a gray robe, a few yellow talisman papers, and a palm-sized white bag. , and a thick black book.

Bai Mo opened the booklet and took a look, but it showed the origins and usage of several things.

The gray robe may seem inconspicuous, but it is made from spider silk spun out by a poisonous hairy spider unique to Heishaling. It is mixed with seven or eight types of silkworms, including poisonous silkworms, medicinal silkworms, white silkworms, and black silkworms, and is made from hundreds of spiritual and poisonous herbs. Later weaved.

After wearing it, it can protect a person from cold and heat, from climate disasters, to avoid insects, snakes, insects, rats and ants, to avoid poisons and miasma, and to be invulnerable to ordinary sharp blades.If this robe were placed in the world, it would be a treasure worth a thousand pieces of money, priceless.

Several pieces of yellow talisman paper, also known as the four avoidance house talismans, are to avoid dust, water, fire and poison. There is no need to activate them. As long as they are placed indoors, the house can be protected from water, fire and dust. Health, poison and evil will not enter.

In the white bag are a kind of ant eggs, about a hundred of them, only the size of the fingernail of your little finger. Eating one can provide all the nutrients the human body needs for a day. I also note that if fried, the flavor will be better. good.

It can be said that with these three things, no matter where you go, you can survive for at least three months.

Bai Mo picked up the last thick black book with admiration and flipped through it for a few times, then his expression suddenly froze.

This black book was not the sect rules or the knowledge of the spiritual world as he thought. It was a catalog of courses that new disciples like him would need to learn in the next period of time.

(End of this chapter)