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

In the Huang clan ancestral hall, Huang Zhong waved his hand and said:

"Gonglue, take your uncle down to rest."

The clan leader Huang Gonglue took Bai Yu out.

After the few people left, Huang Zhong looked at the altar again and repeated what Bai Yu said.

"May I ask the ancestors, is what Huang Kun said a lie?"

After a while, a smoky shadow of a Yin God appeared on a tablet:

"This boy's blood is weak, but it is indeed the true blood of Yuanlong Gong."

"And his internal vitality is deficient, which seems to be caused by the forced cultivation."

"Perhaps the immortal fate he encountered has a mystery. In short, he is a descendant of my Huang clan, but we need to be more careful."

Huang Zhong nodded:

"Don't worry, ancestor, I understand."

Even after testing the true blood and checking all kinds of information, he still won't take it lightly.

The lives of the Huang clan children on both sides of Bi Bo Lake are on his shoulders, and he can't afford to lose.

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On the other side, Bai Yu followed Huang Gonglue and arrived at a small island in the middle of the lake. There was a cave house on the island.

Huang Gonglue was very polite to him:

"Uncle Jiu, this lakeside pavilion is located at the branch of the Bi Bo Lake, which is an excellent Feng Shui treasure land."

"You will live here first in the future. If you need anything, just use the sound transmission stone in the mansion and find Huang De."

Things in the fairy world cannot be judged by appearance.

Huang De "boy" has white hair, while the clan leader Huang Gonglue looks like a shrewd middle-aged man, and Bai Yu looks like a young man.

But in terms of seniority and lifespan, one is higher than the other.

Bai Yu nodded slightly:

"Thank you."

Huang Gonglue smiled and said:

"Uncle Jiu, you are polite. I won't disturb your rest."

After that, he bowed and said goodbye.

After he left, Bai Yu calmly checked the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he set up another isolation array.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

After working so hard for so long, he finally settled down and had a formal identity.

He sat cross-legged and began to inhale and exhale spiritual energy to restore the deficit in his body.

Between one breath and another, two streams of clear and spiritual spirits were sucked into his body for refining.

His magic power was as powerful as the sea, far exceeding that of his peers.

Correspondingly, once it was exhausted, it would be extremely difficult to completely recover.

Before, in the Black Stone Mountains, the spiritual energy inside was sparse and violent, and it was impossible to absorb it on a large scale.

Now he has finally returned to the treasure land with spiritual veins, and can make up for the deficit.

A few months later, he slowly opened his eyes and secretly glanced at the Burial World Record.

[Immortal cultivation: 89% of the initial stage of Xuanxian (the ninth calamity). 】

A blessing in disguise.

In the turbulence of time and space, his mana was completely consumed, and he completed the ninth calamity of the early stage of Xuanxian invisibly.

Now, as long as he steadily improves, he can enter the middle stage of Xuanxian.

He stretched comfortably, walked to a table, took a stack of talisman paper from the side, and began to write talismans and draw talismans.

The Huang family of Bi Bo Lake has two specialties.

One is talismans, and the other is breeding spiritual fish.

Especially the talisman specialty, which has been engraved in the blood of Yuan Longgong.

All the direct descendants of the Huang family are born with a talent for drawing talismans that is higher than ordinary cultivators.

According to legend, the Huang family has a Taoist talisman inheritance.

Taoist talismans are talismans corresponding to the Golden Immortal Realm and above.

Even according to Huang Kun's memory, the Huang family has a very special talisman that can be passed down from generation to generation and is extremely powerful.

"I will slowly find an opportunity to inherit the Taoist talisman and get the special talisman later."

"Now is a good time to practice other Huang family talismans."

Bai Yu had an idea in mind.

He was calm and wrote quickly.

[Successfully drew the first-level immortal-level yellow sand sun-blocking talisman, talisman experience +1920.]

[Failed to draw the sixth-level immortal-level yellow dragon talisman, talisman experience +1722.]

...

[Successfully drew the yellow dragon talisman, talisman experience +37291! ]

[Successfully drew the exquisite yellow dragon talisman, talisman experience +52729! ]

...

While Bai Yu was writing, a loud shout came from outside the yard:

"Master Jiu is in a good mood, drawing talismans?"

It was the white-haired boy Huang De.

These days, Bai Yu and Huang De have become familiar with each other.

Without waiting for Bai Yu to call, he walked straight into the courtyard and watched Bai Yu draw talismans with interest.

After Bai Yu finished drawing a yellow dragon talisman, he said:

"Yes, I haven't held a pen for so many years, and my housekeeping skills are rusty. I even failed to draw the yellow dragon talisman."

Huang De took a few talismans beside him and looked at them, saying:

"This is normal. After all, it has been more than 10,000 years since Master Jiu."

"But your progress is a bit fast. After more than a dozen, you can draw exquisite yellow dragon talismans."

Bai Yu said:

"It's not like I'm learning from scratch. I'm just returning to my previous level."It turned out that he deliberately added points to make Huanglong Fu's skills improve rapidly from unfamiliar to proficient. As expected, Huang De saw this and confirmed that Bai Yu was his ninth uncle Huang Kun. Bai Yu put down the talisman pen and asked: "San Dezi, what's the matter with you coming to my house today?" Huang De smiled and said: "Isn't your immortal talisman broken? We have already informed Sanjiang County and said we need to reissue it." "Finally, there is news over there. They gave you a temporary pass talisman and asked you to go over and reissue the immortal talisman in the next two days." Bai Yu was a little surprised and said: "This efficiency is a bit too low. It's been several months." Huang De spread his hands: "This is already fast. Thank God that it didn't take several years to go through the process. It's still the clan leader who came forward to give some gifts to Lifang Kongmu. "

"Who let us be the children of aristocratic families? The government has never been very friendly to us."

It must be said that the aristocratic families and sects in Beitian Court are all in a miserable state.

In other places, the children of aristocratic families are enviable.

The children of aristocratic families here are treated like a thorn in the eye.

Since it is the Tianming Immortal Dynasty, the aristocratic sects that have independence must be regarded as thorns in the eyes.

If he were the emperor of the Immortal Dynasty, he would have to think of ways to reduce the power of the vassal states all day long.

He did not hesitate much, packed up a little, and rushed to the county city of Sanjiang County under the leadership of Huang De.

Huang De skillfully stuffed a few bottles of elixir to the doorman at the door, and the two entered the official room.

Ye Kongmu of the official room had been waiting inside the door for a long time. He bowed and saluted:

"This is the Taoist Huang Kun who has been in the life and death gate for ten thousand years. I have heard of you for a long time. "

Although he was only an earthly immortal, he was not afraid of the two heavenly immortals, but rather had a fearless demeanor.

Bai Yu smiled and returned the greeting:

"Ye Kongmu's name is well known to me."

Ye Kongmu took out a fairy certificate, asked for his name, age and other information, and recorded them one by one.

"Fellow Daoist Huang Kun, among the hundred classics of Yuxiao, which classic do you study?"

The imperial examination of the Immortal Dynasty stipulated that all cultivators must choose one of the hundred classics as their main classic.

Bai Yu was well prepared:

"Huang likes to read the Spring and Autumn Annals."

Ye Kongmu wrote it down and asked again:

"Among the hundred arts of ritual and music, what do you excel in?"

Bai Yu: "I know a little bit of Yin music."

"Oh, music, that means I'm a part-time music cultivator."