Longevity Through the Path of Survival: Starting with Playing the Suona, Funeral Cultivation Begins

A few days later.

A mountain peak.

A white waterfall rushed down, making a rumbling sound.

Under the waterfall, Bai Yujing stood naked in a strange stance, letting the waterfall hit him.

A waterfall of several hundred feet could make a person unstable, and the water hitting the body was like a knife cutting through the skin.

But Bai Yu did not feel any discomfort, and he endured the impact of the waterfall calmly.

His skin exuded a faint crystal luster.

After a full hour, he got up from the pool.

"Wow, this time I practiced and increased my proficiency in Iron Armor by 2 points."

"The progress of practicing this Iron Armor is improving very fast."

Iron Armor is an external skill that specializes in training defense.

Especially it is extremely difficult to get started, and the skin membrane needs to be strengthened by whipping, hammering, etc.

It is also necessary to use drugs such as snow lotus and deer blood to wash the body, warm up the hidden injuries, and avoid hurting the origin.

But Bai Yu has no such concerns at all.

He spent 110 life experience points to improve the Iron Armor Skill to the point where practice makes perfect.

After getting started, it was not so difficult. Instead, he had to use external forces to temper himself under waterfalls and at the mouth of the wind and sand.

And the progress was very gratifying. Every time he practiced, he could increase his proficiency by 2 points.

Now, ordinary people can't even break Bai Yu's skin when they chop him with a knife.

With the Iron Armor Skill, his cultivation in the Skin Tempering Realm has also improved rapidly.

The proficiency has reached 63%.

Bai Yu estimated that in another half a year, he would be able to temper his entire body membrane perfectly, without any dead spots on his body.

He put on his clothes, used the Lingxu Step again, and rushed towards the charity cemetery.

Back at the charity cemetery, Zhu Tong was fiddling with an abacus in the hall out of boredom.

Seeing Bai Yu coming back, Zhu Tong complained:

"The weather has turned cold recently, and the business of the charity cemetery has increased a lot. They are all poor people who died of freezing and starvation."

"There are no big businesses, and few ordinary people come to buy cemeteries."

"Our workload has increased, but our income has dropped sharply."

Bai Yu smiled and replied:

"What can we do? Isn't this our job?"

Zhu Tong sighed:

"We live off the land and make money from the charity cemetery."

"Without other extra income, how can we support our family with our 100-cent salary?"

"Only Uncle Jiu can make money from the dead without violating his conscience by relying on his Feng Shui skills."

Taoist Lin Jiu didn't care about their extortion and secretly collected cemetery fees, but he never participated in the money distribution.

Bai Yu collected the money, but he always returned his share secretly.

Zhu Tong shook his head and sighed:

"Life is so hard. Do we have to learn from those coolies and eat two meals a day?"

Suddenly, he slapped his head and said:

"By the way, Uncle Jiu just told you to go to the backyard to find him. I guess there's something good going on."

Bai Yu was delighted when he heard this. Could it be that Uncle Jiu got another business this time?

He chatted with Zhu Tong for a few words and walked quickly to the backyard.

At this time, Uncle Jiu was drawing talismans.

Black dog blood mixed with cinnabar, drew lines on yellow paper, and it became a yellow talisman.

Bai Yu stood aside, watching intently.

After drawing a talisman, Uncle Jiu grabbed the yellow talisman and threw it out.

The yellow talisman turned into a ball of fire and shot away.

Uncle Jiu asked proudly:

"Xiaobai, what did you find out?"

Bai Yu said hesitantly:

"Did you add white phosphorus in it?"

Uncle Jiu was so angry that his beard jumped:

"Nonsense, what white phosphorus."

"This is a real fire-starting talisman, a talisman from the Yin Fu Jing, which can start a fire out of thin air. Isn't it amazing?"

Bai Yu was stunned and thought to himself:

"Isn't this just a lighter?"

Of course, he certainly couldn't say that, but pretended to be ignorant and praised:

"It can start a fire out of thin air. This is too amazing. You don't need to carry a fire stick in the future."

Uncle Jiu was very satisfied with Bai Yu's ignorant look and asked:

"Xiaobai, do you want to learn it?"

Bai Yu was stunned.

This fire-starting talisman is not very powerful. It just ignites a ball of fire and burns a little hair at most.

It is far from the legendary fairy fireball talisman.

But, after all, it is a skill, so of course he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice:

"I want to learn, I want to learn, of course I want to learn."

Uncle Jiu smiled proudly:

"Then are you willing to take me as your master? I will teach you the Yin Fu Jing of Zhuyou, and let you become a real Yin-Yang master."

In theory, in this era, it takes three years of assessment, three years of apprenticeship, and another three years to become a master.

He had examined Mangzi in this way before.

As a result, after three years and three years, Mangzi was sent away.

Uncle Jiu was not an old-fashioned person, and he immediately reflected on his own actions.

What's more, Bai Yu's qualifications were even better than Mangzi's.

He was a genius who could play the suona to calm the soul.

So, he didn't talk about any assessment, and directly set up a posture to start accepting disciples.

Bai Yu was naturally overjoyed.

If he learned Uncle Jiu's skills, he would start with ten taels of silver for any free job in the future.

It was much better than earning a dead salary.

On the spot, he cleaned his hands, burned incense, and formally served tea to pay respect to his master.

Uncle Jiu drank the tea and said:

"We, the Yin-Yang masters, are not as long-lived as the immortals, nor as powerful as the warriors."

"It's nothing more than showing everyone the Feng Shui, calming down the evil spirits and eliminating disasters, and then earning a living."

"So there are two rules. First, you can't bully your teacher and destroy your ancestors; second, you can't use the Zhuyou technique you learned to do evil."

Bai Yu nodded hurriedly:

"Don't worry, Uncle Jiu. I will never hurt others if they don't provoke me."

"I just want to live a down-to-earth life in the charity cemetery."

Uncle Jiu smiled and said:

"I am assured of you. You are a child with a pure mind and don't make trouble or cause trouble."

"What's rare is that you always maintain a kind heart and return all the money you received from the dead."

"This is also the reason why I accepted you as my apprentice."

Next, Uncle Jiu took out the "Zhuyou Yin Fu Jing" passed down by the ancestors and handed one of the books to Bai Yu.

"Take it back and study it well. I'll see how your understanding is in three days."

Bai Yu took the "Yin Fu Jing" and returned to the courtyard to start reading it.

The "Zhu You Yin Fu Jing" records all kinds of talismans, as well as various tricks for dispelling evil spirits, eliminating disasters, and even catching ghosts.

It's not very high-end, but it's very practical.

For example, there is a bone-dissolving talisman in it. If someone is stuck by a fish bone, write the talisman, chant the mantra, boil water and drink it, and the fish bone will be softened.

Bai Yu flipped through it again and again, and there was a new skill on the attribute panel.

Zhu You Yin Fu Jing (incomplete, not yet introductory, 3/10).

Bai Yu has an extraordinary understanding of things related to funerals.

Whether it's playing the suona or the Yin Fu Jing, it's easy to understand.

Three days later, Bai Yu followed Uncle Jiu to learn to draw talismans.

Bai Yu quickly got into the evil-dispelling talisman, the evil-suppressing talisman, and the bone-dissolving talisman.

Uncle Jiu was so shocked that he praised this boy for being so terrifying.

After a busy and fulfilling apprenticeship, Bai Yu was ready to go to the black market again.