"Come with me." Liu He led Song Lin into the main hall.
Looking closer, you can see that hundreds of black altars are of different sizes and shapes.
Some are affixed with yellow symbols, some are affixed with white symbols, and some are covered with stones, willow boards, and yellow paper.
Different black altars divide different areas.
There is an Eight Immortals table in front of each area, offering offerings of three animals, melons and fruits, incense, candles and sandalwood, as well as Buddhist tablets with written text.
"Ghost Infant Altar", "Ear Report Boy Altar", "Wandering Soul Altar", "Soldier Soul Altar", "Water Fire Ghost Altar"...
Song Lin was then led to the Ghost Infant Altar. There were twenty-five small altars in total.
Liu He and Lin Yang not far away are both senior Taoist boys, responsible for assisting Taoist Master Wude in the affairs of the Yin and Yang Altar.
"Anyway, according to the rules, feed blood pills once every three days, come here at noon every day to light incense and candles, and change the food, drinks, fruits, and animals at the beginning and end of the month."
"Where can I get the materials?"
It would be a huge loss if you had to pay for all these materials.
"Get it from fellow Taoist Lin Yang." Liu He pointed at the fat Taoist priest not far away.
"Okay, if you have any questions, just come to me. The work at the Yin-Yang Altar is pretty busy, and it's not as scary as the rumors. People who follow the rules won't die."
Liu He patted Song Lin on the shoulder and left.
Song Lin looked around and saw that every altar was guarded by Taoist boys like himself.
He stepped forward to light the incense and placed it on the incense burner.
While working, look around.
The yin and ghost energy here is very strong, and if you stay here for a long time, it will definitely be affected.
"Hey, fellow Taoist."
There was a tall, thin man at the Ear Report Boy Dharma altar on the side, who suddenly looked at him.
Song Lin looked over and the tall man said:
"You must have been tricked by Li Xuan, right? The Ghost Infant Altar was initially guarded by Li Xuan. Later, Taoist Master Wude fell in love with him, so the vacancy became available..."
He asked another person from the altar to help take care of it. Unexpectedly, the other person was unfamiliar with the skills and was killed by the ghost baby just now. Song Lin happened to come over and help him.
"I know."
Song Lin was a little helpless.
In my former life, I was a relatively cowardly and honest person. I listened to everything others said and did a lot of hard work in vain.
Otherwise, others won't keep an eye on him.
In this world, honest and kind people will not live long.
The tall man named Zhou Xuan also felt sympathy for Song Lin. He thought Song Lin was a little discouraged and comforted him:
"Li Xuan thinks that if you have good talent, you can do whatever you want. If the situation changes, we may not be able to stand out."
"Thank you, Taoist brother, for your comfort. By the way, what are these altars for?"
Song Lin changed the subject. He was not his predecessor. He showed all his emotions on his face. If he expressed his position rashly at this time, it would be bad if he fell into someone else's trap.
"Oh, the altar is prepared for the spiritual hall."
After worshiping at the altar for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, or ninety-nine and eighty-one days, you will be able to practice it and send it to the spiritual hall to be driven by Taoist priests.
Zhou Xuan looked around and whispered: "These semi-finished products are extremely unstable. Don't listen to Liu He's nonsense. I advise Taoist friends to prepare something for self-defense."
After saying that, Zhou Xuan pointed to his right arm.
I saw a dark scar on my right arm, and a large piece of flesh had been dug out.
"Thanks for the advice." Song Lin said sincerely.
After lighting the incense, Song Lin returned to his residence.
The Yin Yang Altar is dangerous, but the workload is quite small.
I usually light incense, light candles, and feed some food, and it's over in less than half an hour.
After returning to his residence, Song Lin successfully broke through to the realm of Changding.
It took two hours.
Next, I started working on the materials for Qianlong Shexi Powder, preparing to break through the fetal breath period.
Song Lin roughly calculated that he had eleven Taoist skills, and it would cost at least six of them to buy medicine refining utensils.
The remaining five Taoist functions must be used to gather eight pieces of breath-shooting materials.
He summed up his experience in the Laoshan world and found that it would take about six sets of breathing powder and five Qi-nourishing pills.
If everything goes well, it will take at most two months to enter the realm of fetal breath.
Five more days passed after that.
Song Lin practices during the day and is in Laoshan World at night.
When entering the Laoshan world, the outside body is in a dormant state, which is equivalent to sleeping.
During this period, I took the time to go to Tukong-in Temple to purchase utensils and materials.
I still don’t dare to go to the ghost market, or I say it’s not necessary.
In five days, five years have passed in the world of Laoshan.
On this day, Song Lin woke up from Laoshan again.
He felt the infuriating energy rushing in his body, and he was really not used to the gap between realms.
In the past five years, my true energy has doubled.
Become more proficient in using the eight secret arts.
The Qi training technique of the Eight Secret Techniques is also a good magical power, which can make your practice of Taiping Guidance Songs faster.
Song Lin walked out of the door and met a middle-aged Taoist priest.
"Hello, Senior Brother." Song Lin greeted with a smile.
"Hello, Ninth Junior Brother." Eldest Brother Xuan Qing responded, "You also want to go to the Dharma Hall to pay homage to Master?"
"Exactly."
"Okay, let's go together."
The two of them chatted while walking.
I met other fellow apprentices on the way.
When we arrived at 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.
When the old man saw the nine disciples, he showed a satisfied smile. Then he looked at Song Lin and said with a smile: "How is the secret art practice?"
"Almost proficient."
Song Lin waved his sleeve, and a round piece of white paper flew out.
The white paper turned into a bright moon, and a fairy came out of the moon.
Then he used the wall-penetration technique to go back and forth through the wall.
The eight secret techniques can be used like flowing clouds and flowing water.
"Well, continue to practice. When you break through the fetal breath, you will almost be ready to become a teacher."
The Taoist priest from Laoshan said happily.
He didn't know about Song Lin's breakthrough in fetal breathing.
Song Lin's talent is higher than that of his other brothers. In just five years, his magical attainments are as good as his own.
"Congratulations, junior brother." Xuantong cupped his hands and smiled, his eyes full of thoughts, which Song Lin accurately captured.
Everyone then went back.
Song Lin came to the dense forest in the back mountain.
Wow!
Leaves fell one after another, and eighteen figures fell silently.
The big man at the head is none other than Yang Xing.
"Meet the master!" Yang Xing bowed his hands in salute.
The men behind him looked respectfully at the 'god' in front of them.
The eighteen people all have the cultivation level of a great master and have made a name for themselves in the world. They are known as the ‘Eighteen Riders of Yanyun’.
No sect in the world can stop them.
The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun are only interested in heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and various ancient books.
"Well, how's the thing I asked you to do?"
"Back to the master, the medicinal materials have arrived. We found an ancient book at Orion's house in Xuzhou. After our investigation, we found that it was a relic of the ancient Yunzhong Temple. Then we found another book based on clues."
In addition to collecting medicinal materials, the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun are also tasked with collecting supernatural powers and spells.
Song Lin has been in this world for more than ten years. He found that here, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin, and magical powers and spells are almost cut off.
Practice until the fetal breath is almost impossible to make further breakthroughs in practicing Qi.
Many Taoist temples have perished, and most of the remaining ones are swindlers, so Song Lin asked them to collect ancient relics.
Sure enough, after five years of searching, I found two spells.
He took the ancient books from Yang Xing's hands, which were "The Bird Summoning Method" and "The Bleeding Curse". The spells were very ordinary, but it was verified that there were indeed spells left in this world.
"There is no need to collect medicinal materials from now on. Focus on investigating clues in ancient books." Song Lin put away the ancient books.
"Yes." Yang Xing hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, there is one more thing."
"Say it quickly and don't be too pretentious."
"While investigating ancient books, I discovered a secret about my master's senior brother."