Immortality begins with monks from the side sect

Chapter 1 Three Yin Views

Liang Guo, Changping County.

Three Yin Views.

In the quiet room, Chen Ci slowly finished his kung fu. Feeling that his kung fu had barely progressed, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Some kind person brought me here. I haven't finished the book yet. I clearly promised to finish it, but I don't know why readers will believe it or not."

He is not of this world.

Just a few days ago, Chen Ci was a struggling writer on Blue Star. He stayed up late and pulled out his hair while typing. As a result, his vision went dark. When he opened his eyes again, it was a different world.

Became a legendary practitioner.

This person is also called Chen Ci, and he is a disciple of the Heshan Sect, a large sect. Because the elders of the sect commented that his qualifications are average and it is difficult to build a foundation, he simply went down to the mountain to receive a deacon position and came to Changping County to open up a foundation. , not only can you enjoy worldly wealth, but you can also handle some chores for Shanmen and collect some spiritual resources.

The Liang Kingdom is originally a small country, and Changping County is even more remote. Not to mention the Immortal Sect in the surrounding area, most of the practitioners who can be called practitioners are from the miscellaneous family. Even outsiders like Chen Ci are first-class disciples of the major sects. The previous life in Sanyin Temple was naturally prosperous.

It's just that his cultivation level is a little low.

After practicing Taoism for nearly twenty years, he has only refined twenty-nine acupuncture points. In layman's terms, it is about the level of cultivation in the early stages of Qi refining.

Practitioners in this world need to refine at least a hundred acupoints to build a low-level Taoist foundation and get a glimpse of the secret of immortality.

Without attaining the Taoist foundation, ordinary Qi refiners would only live for two decades.

That's not what Chen Ci is worried about. If his cultivation level is low, it will be low. He will only live until his death. The path of cultivation is not cut off. Even if he has no intention of pursuing the path, he will at least be able to enjoy the wealth and honor of a lifetime and marry her for a hundred and eight years. My wife is no problem either, and my body can tolerate it completely.

But based on some remaining memories, Chen Ci estimated that he might not be a good person.

Let’s not talk about the few corpse mushrooms we keep in the backyard.

In the alchemy room there are either human bones or corpse water, as well as several paintings of purple river vehicles.

The technique practiced is called the Three Yin Qi-eating Technique.

The magic weapon being refined is called the Five Yin Evil Qi Bag.

There are three disciples, two bandits and one gangster.

There was also a pair of newly bought boys and girls in the temple, but I can’t remember what they were going to do at the moment.

The next two words are indeed correct. Chen Ci has always felt a cold chill on the back of his neck during this period, fearing that one day he would be killed by a passing swordsman. Although these things are from mass graves, It was obtained legally from Yi Zhuang, drug stores, dental shops, etc. The predecessor did not seriously practice killing people, but if he was really beheaded, there would probably be no place to explain.

Anyway, just a few years after his predecessor came to Changping County, Sanyin Guan had thousands of acres of farmland under his command. After all, it didn't fall from the sky.

"Clean your name, you must clean your name!"

Chen Ci thumped his hands heavily. In this kind of spiritual world, if a demonic master is just a big boss, and if a small shrimp from the outside is still messing around, something will happen sooner or later.

Although the Heshan Sect can be regarded as a side sect, its disciples are inherently mixed, and the sect's rules are not strict. If something goes wrong, they will bully the weak and fear the strong. The main focus is that the disciples are easy to pull off the tiger's skin. If they are kicked out of the iron plate, there is no hope that the sect can be a backer.

Ugh.
  "Bang, bang, bang."

Suddenly, several gentle knocks outside the door interrupted Chen Ci's thoughts.

"What's the matter?"

Chen Ci rubbed his face, imitated the tone of his predecessor, and asked lightly.

"Sir, the annual tribute to the chief teacher has been prepared. Do you want to review it?"

There was a honest middle-aged voice outside the door, but his accent was slightly strange.

"come in."

Following the soft knock of the door, an inconspicuous yellow-faced man entered the room respectfully holding a pamphlet. Although he was wearing a Taoist robe, he looked more like an old farmer in the fields.

Chen Ci would not look down on this man. His real name was Niu Ji. Despite his honest appearance, he was actually a bandit who roamed the mountains and forests. He had more than twenty bandits in his village. One day when he went out to do business without reading the almanac, he was arrested. His predecessors were all killed, but seeing that he was still somewhat capable, he spared one life to serve as his disciple and take care of all the miscellaneous things in Sanyin Temple.

They say they are disciples, but in reality they are slaves. This is how all three disciples of Sanyin Guan came to be.

Chen Ci hooked her fingers slightly, then took the booklet into his hand, opened it and took a closer look. He has become familiar with these small methods of using Zhenqi, but he will not show his weakness in front of his subordinates.

Five hundred taels of gold.

A pair of jade walls.

Three century-old ginseng branches.

Pearls are worth a stone.

A pair of soul boys.

As the outer courtyard of Heshan Temple, Sanyin Temple needs to make offerings to the chief priest every year. For example, when Chen Ci was in Changping County, he had to send people to send the annual offerings to Chilong Temple, the general altar of Liang Kingdom, two thousand miles away.

But this pair of soul boys. Chen Ci pondered for a moment and finally dug out some fragments from his memory.

The so-called soul boys are the seeds of cultivation. Collecting soul boys from various outer courtyards and sending them to Heshan Headmaster is equivalent to finding disciples for the sect, which counts as a contribution.

but.
  Most of the magic weapons passed down by the Heshan Sect are made using living souls and flesh and blood. Although the fighting techniques are powerful, they are very troublesome. Chen Ci has a method in memory of the Yin-Yang Soul-Ecstasy Flag, which requires spiritual iron as a pole. Weave a banner of spider silk, and then use the blood essence and blood of thousands of pairs of male and female beasts to sacrifice, or use the souls of one hundred and eight pairs of soul children to refine it. Once it is practiced, you can hold this flag and walk sideways in the Daoji realm.

No one dares to perform the latter method openly, even at the Heshan Sect's main altar.

It's just that these soul boys are collected in the name of recruiting disciples. They go from Changping County to Liang Guo Zongtan, and then to Heshan Zongjiao. The journey is more than ten thousand miles. If something happens accidentally, it's hard for outsiders to say anything. It all depends on the escort. What kind of character is the disciple of Heshan?

But from Chen Ci's point of view, it's probably going to be a disaster.

"Let's go ahead and find a good family in the county to adopt these soul boys."

Chen Ci waved his hand. He didn't even care about it, so he naturally had no intention of taking care of the oil bottle anymore.

"Master Qi, if this is the case, this year's quota will not be enough."

Niu Ji reminded carefully.

Chen Ci thought for a while: "Go to the backyard to pick a corpse mushroom and seal it. That's enough."

"Okay, sir."

A trace of surprise flashed in Niu Ji's eyes. In the past, his master regarded those corpse mushrooms as very precious, but it was strange that he was willing to give one away today.

"and many more."

Suddenly, Chen Ci called out to Niu Ji, who was about to leave, and said, "In an hour, you three will wait for me in the main hall. I have something to give you."

After the door closed, Chen Ci tapped her fingers and her eyes wandered slightly.

A curtain of light belonging to him suddenly appeared in the void.

Three Yin Qi-eating Method: 29/100 (The quality of the Three Yin Qi obtained is average and can open hundreds of orifices. If you practice it three times a day, you can enter one of them in three hundred days)

Five Yin Evil Qi Bag: Five levels of restraints/3/100 (the foundation is medium, you can get the nd level of restraints, practice kilograms of flesh and blood every day, you can enter one of them, the current space is five directions)
  Yinma Futu Lock: Two levels of prohibition/1/5 (if the foundation is lowered, you can get five levels of prohibition, and if you sacrifice the blood to the spirit horse, you can enter one of them)

Soul-fixing talisman: small success/3/100 (talisman paper and elixir, three out of ten, for every ten talisman, one can be entered)

Xiao Zhutian's Qi-Inspirating Pill Method: Not yet started/0/4 (Medicine-taking method, Fire-controlling method, Qi-observing method, and Pill-condensing method, none of them have been obtained)

The very old-fashioned gold finger panel is more like a detailed explanation of Taoism than an attribute panel. There are no buttons to add points, and there are not even any pre-activation conditions for marrying a wife, taking a concubine, or dual cultivation. Chen Ci expressed that he was a little disappointed. .

But something is better than nothing.

"But I'm not very good at math. Can anyone help me calculate the three yin gastronomy techniques?"

Chen Ci paused for a moment. If the data on the golden finger was correct, how long would it take for him to practice until he reaches the point of perfecting his Qi refining?
  Even if the three yin true qi are cultivated to great perfection and all the apertures are refined, will it be possible to attack a low-grade Taoist foundation at the age of ninety?
  Tired, destroy it.

Chen Ci sighed, he really wanted to get this golden finger. If nothing else, he would at least give Dao Xin a sword first.

Those who do not have a strong Taoist heart will have no hope of everlasting life.

(End of this chapter)