Changsheng Goudao: Playing suona at the beginning, sending off Xiuxian

Bai Yu bowed and smiled:

"Brother Hou, I haven't seen you for a while. It seems that you have been very successful recently."

Hou Haitao smiled:

"No, no, I just earned some spiritual stones."

"These are all external things. Only cultivation is real."

Bai Yu then realized that Hou Haitao's cultivation had also improved a lot, reaching the eighth level of Qi Refining.

In his impression, Hou Haitao's qualifications were also very poor, otherwise he would not have joined Tianqin Society.

I didn't expect his cultivation to improve so quickly.

Bai Yu bowed his hands to congratulate him, and then said:

"Brother Hou, I have recently drawn a batch of talismans. I wonder if you are interested?"

Hou Haitao pulled Bai Yu to sit down and said:

"To be honest, I no longer do the business of reselling."

"But what kind of friendship do we have? Since you asked, just give me this batch of talismans. I will arrange for someone to sell them to you without charging you a penny."

He patted his chest and guaranteed:

"If you have anything else to say, just ask."

This Hou Haitao is a kind person. He has not forgotten the friendship before even when he became rich.

Except that he likes to roll and urge people to practice, there is nothing wrong with him.

Bai Yu was not hypocritical and said:

"It's like this, Junior Brother, I want to learn a few fire magics. Can I ask Senior Brother Hou to help collect some? The higher the grade, the better."

He handed over a jade slip:

"These are all in our sect, so you don't have to collect them."

Hou Haitao heard it and patted his chest and said:

"This is easy, leave it to me, it's just a little more running around."

Bai Yu was happy.

If he could find a few more spells that could be integrated, the spiritual fire would definitely undergo a qualitative change.

He chatted with Hou Haitao for a few words, and Hou Haitao began to talk again:

"Junior Brother, we cultivators are nothing more than for longevity, we must practice diligently, and we are in our prime..."

Bai Yu managed to get away after a lot of coping.

He also bought a lot of things at the exchange meeting of Tianqin Society, such as spiritual grass seeds and materials for brewing.

He didn't return to Zuowang Peak until it got dark.

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he saw a carriage carrying a coffin entering the funeral hall.

Bai Yu was puzzled:

"Why are you here for a funeral so late at night?"

"And the ruts nearby are very deep, and the coffin looks much heavier than an ordinary coffin."

At this time, the smiling monk Zhao Wuyou came out and said with some surprise:

"Junior Brother Bai, why did you come back so late?"

Bai Yu did not show any strange color on his face and said:

"I drew a few talismans and took them out to sell, which delayed me a little."

"Junior Brother Zhao, we agreed that I will not take care of the funeral at night."

"I am so tired today, I have to go back and rest well."

Zhao Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Of course, Junior Brother, just go back and rest, I will take care of everything here."

Bai Yu yawned and bowed to Zhao Wuyou to say goodbye.

After Bai Yu left, a monk with a gloomy face appeared behind Zhao Wuyou.

"Will this guy ruin our business? Should we--"

As he spoke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Zhao Wuyou said:

"We can't do it on Zuowang Peak, otherwise it will arouse suspicion."

The cold monk said:

"It's not so safe with outsiders here."

Zhao Wuyou smiled and said:

"It's okay. Just find a reason to drive this kid away in a few days."

"After leaving Zuowang Peak, you can find a chance to kill him. It's none of my business."

He smiled, still looking like the smiling Maitreya, and his tone of voice was still as refreshing as spring breeze.

But he was talking about murder and frame-up.

At this time, Bai Yu returned to his cave.

He immediately opened several magic arrays, the Eight Diagrams Cloud Light Array, the Soundproof Array, and the Absolute Spirit Array.

"There seems to be something wrong with Zhao Wuyou."

But he didn't mean to pursue it.

Curiosity kills the cat. The more you know, the greater the danger.

As long as Zhao Wuyou doesn't come to trouble him, he doesn't bother to care so much.

He just wants to practice peacefully and prepare for the Tianmen Secret Realm five years later.

Bai Yu shook his head and got rid of all the distracting thoughts.

He took out a bunch of spiritual objects and began to try to brew Hundred Flowers Honey Wine.

"Three liters of spiritual rice, various spiritual fruits and flower petals, supplemented with spiritual honey..."

When he was in the mortal world, he brewed a lot of Lieyang Fire Wine, and his winemaking skills had already reached the realm of great success.

After Bai Yu was busy, he solemnly sealed the wine jar and buried it underground.

As long as he waited for 9981 days, this Hundred Flowers Honey Wine would be successfully brewed..

Bai Yu was in a good mood. He took out the True Yang Pill and swallowed it, and began to sit cross-legged in meditation.

Half a month later, he felt that his cultivation had improved a lot.

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 6 (20%)]

"The True Yang Pills I have taken these days are not in vain. A bottle of True Yang Pills costs 700 to 800 spirit stones. It is expensive, but the effect is really good."

Bai Yu estimated that to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining, at least more than 100 bottles of True Yang Pills would be consumed.

This price is too much for even a third-grade talisman master.

This does not require a bottleneck. If you encounter a bottleneck in cultivation, no matter how many pills you take, it will be useless.

It can be seen how important cultivation qualifications are.

Life is not easy, Bai Yu sighed.

At this moment, the sound of the death knell came from the foot of the mountain.

"Another business is coming."

Bai Yu picked up his weapon and went to the foot of the mountain.

I saw a man in black pulling a cypress coffin on a bullock cart.

He stuffed a bag into Bai Yu's hand.

"My senior brother died unexpectedly. I have something important to do and cannot stay for long. Please bury my senior brother as soon as possible."

Bai Yu weighed it and estimated that there were dozens of spiritual stones in it.

He checked the disciple's order and other things and confirmed that there was no problem. He said:

"Please rest assured, senior brother, I will bury him as soon as possible."

The man in black said anxiously:

"There is no need to stop the body, please let my senior brother rest in peace directly."

Bai Yu nodded and lit three incense sticks.

A page of information appeared on the Burial Record.

[Funeral target: Huang Tian. ]

[Identity: Lei Yang Sect outer disciple (corpse transformation). ]

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 9. ]

[Basic reward: Mana +50, Life Experience +490,000! ]

[Optional rewards: Bi Bo Jue, Water Tornado, Water Condensation Technique, Wood Spiritual Root +5, Spiritual Grass Planting...]

[Funeral Participation: 0.1%. ]

Bai Yu was shocked.

The person in the coffin was actually in the process of corpse transformation.

Bai Yu said seriously:

"This senior brother, according to the sect's rules, the fellow disciples must be buried in the Jiesha Hall for three days to dispel all kinds of evil spirits."

In fact, the rules are set like this, and no one usually follows them.

But Bai Yu insisted on the rules, and no one could blame him.

The man in black was anxious:

"Junior brother, please make some adjustments. I really have something urgent and can't stay here for long."

As he said, he handed over another bag, which was bulging and looked like there were no less than a hundred spiritual stones in it.

Bai Yu not only refused to accept it, but also returned the previous bag.

He said confidently:

"This is the rule set by the sect, who dares to violate it?"

"Is there something wrong with the coffin sent by my senior brother?"

Bai Yu stared at the man in black with a burning gaze.