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

Bai Yu had already made other plans for Lan Yu Niang and the others.

He decided to take in a disciple.

With his current status as a foundation-building period, it was reasonable for him to take in a few disciples.

This was not a whim, but a well-thought-out idea.

Bai Yu usually had a lot of supplies to buy, and a disciple could run errands for him.

Moreover, he hoped that his lineage could contract the funeral procession at Zuowang Peak.

Thinking of this, Bai Yu called Sun Lin, a round-faced girl on Zuowang Peak.

At this time, Sun Lin had grown from a silly little girl to a silly big girl.

For more than ten years, this unlucky girl had endured more than ten years on Zuowang Peak.

She was already desperate and determined that she would die alone on Zuowang Peak.

She bowed to Bai Yu:

"Uncle Bai, what do you want to see me about?"

Bai Yu smiled faintly:

"Sun Lin, are you willing to become my disciple?"

Sun Lin's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide:

"Become my disciple?"

She felt as if a pie had fallen from the sky and hit her face with a bang.

God has eyes, she, Sun Lin, finally got lucky!

Being able to climb up to a strong foundation-building person is what Qi-refining cultivators dream of.

She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice:

"Yes, yes, of course I am willing, Master, please accept--"

Bai Yu waved his hand to interrupt her:

"Don't worry, I have a condition, if you agree, I will accept you as my disciple."

Sun Lin nodded repeatedly:

"Don't say one condition, even if it's ten, I will agree."

With a master in the foundation-building period, she can choose a sect mission again, and she won't have to stay in this hellhole of Zuowang Peak anymore!

Even if I have to go to the Spirit Beast Garden to pick up manure, it is better than this shabby place.

Shabby place, shabby place, shabby place!

Bai Yu: "My condition is that I will stay at Zuwang Peak forever to attend funerals."

Sun Lin: "..."

Bai Yu smiled but said nothing, letting Sun Lin think about it.

After a while, Sun Lin reacted.

Anyway, she was going to die alone at Zuwang Peak, and basically no one would replace her.

Since she was going to stay at Zuwang Peak anyway, it would be better to hug a thigh in the foundation-building period.

"Master, please accept your disciple's greetings."

Bai Yu calmly accepted Sun Lin's apprenticeship.

By the way, he also accepted the young marquis as his second disciple.

Bai Yu taught each of them the cultivation method, as well as the elixir and talisman.

Sun Lin couldn't help but click her tongue when she saw the elixir.

She secretly sighed that he was indeed a strong person in the foundation-building period. The elixir he gave was enough for her to save spirit stones for several years without eating or drinking.

She kowtowed repeatedly to thank her master.

What she didn't know was that Bai Yu's wealth was not comparable to that of ordinary foundation-building cultivators.

Bai Yu said calmly:

"You should practice well. When you reach the late stage of Qi Refining, I will find a foundation-building pill for each of you."

"Sun Lin, when I am not around, you must teach me well."

Sun Lin was pleasantly surprised. Foundation-building pills, this was something she dared not even think about.

She patted her chest and promised that she would obey my master's orders.

Bai Yu smiled calmly and gave each of them instructions on how to practice.

He had a bold idea.

Set the two of them as funeral subordinates. If they can build a foundation in the future, they may be able to enter the ancestral tomb on the second floor of Zuowang Peak.

I don't know if their funeral can bring rewards to Bai Yu at that time.

Of course, this is all later. Bai Yu now has a more important thing to verify.

After preaching, Bai Yu planted a tree on Zuowang Peak.

The tree was lush and green, full of vitality. It was Bai Yu's Tianmu incarnation.

A few days later, a disciple was sent to Zuowang Peak for burial.

Bai Yu took the opportunity to fly two hundred miles away, leaving only the incarnation in the original place.

An hour later, a prompt came from the Burial World Record.

[Subordinate Sun Lin successfully sent a funeral and received a reward: three years of cultivation, life experience +42,000! ]

A smile appeared on Bai Yu's lips.

Success!

There are restrictions on subordinates' funerals. They must be within a hundred miles of Bai Yu to receive the funeral reward.

After Bai Yu entered the Demon Tomb, he could not receive Sun Lin's funeral reward.

That's why Bai Yu refined the Tianmu incarnation and planted it on Zuowang Peak.

Sure enough, within a hundred miles of the incarnation, he could also receive the subordinate's funeral reward.

Bai Yu was in a good mood.

In the future, others in the Demon Tomb can also receive Sun Lin's funeral reward.

Half a month later, Xiao Houzi was running around on a grass field with a kite.

At this time, a huge explosion sounded from a house in the distance.

Xiao Houzi said to himself:

"Master Lao Mo's furnace exploded again. I don't know what he was refining."

"Master Lao Mo is really a weird person, no, a weird dog, Master is the weird person."

In Xiao Houzi'sIn the eyes of the child, Bai Yu and Lao Mo are both very strange.

In addition to drawing talismans every day, Bai Yu likes to make paper figures.

The paper figures are lifelike, as if they can come alive with eyes.

Bai Yu made 365 paper figures in one breath, and burned them all to Guan Erye.

Keeping Guan Erye for 365 days a year, you can learn a different foreign language every day.

Lao Mo is never tired of refining instruments.

Recently, it got a motto from Bai Yu - "Art is explosion".

Lao Mo was like being hit on the head and realized the true meaning of refining instruments.

Since it has no hands, it is difficult to refine exquisite instruments, so it takes the violent route.

Blast it!

Finally, after several months of sleepless research and development, Lao Mo developed a proud work.

It came to Bai Yu excitedly to show its treasure.

"Awoo~Woof woof woof~Woof woof woof~"

(Look at my masterpiece, the Spirit Stone Rocket Bomb!)

(Using the opposing Spirit Stone as the fuse, the bomb is made into a powerful one, and can attack from a distance.)

Bai Yu also became interested:

"What is the explosion range of this thing?"

"Woof woof" (30 feet!)

"What about the shooting range?"

"Woof woof" (20 feet!)

Bai Yu: "..."

The explosion range is 30 feet, and the shooting range is 20 feet. It hurts yourself before hurting others, right?

Lao Mo's invention is as stable as ever.

Stable but unreliable.

Lao Mo doesn't care about that, and waits for praise with a proud face.

Bai Yu chuckled.

Lao Mo's invention is indeed useless, but so what, as long as it is happy.

Bai Yu picked up Lao Mo and threw him into the sky, and then caught him again.

"My old Mo is the best! He is smart, considerate, and has a lot of ideas..."

"Woof woof...woof" (Praise more, praise more, I like to hear it.)

That night, Bai Yu set up a steaming hot pot.

Sun Lin and Lan Yu Niang and her son were there.

Everyone ate and drank around the hot pot and enjoyed themselves.

During the time, Bai Yu handed a storage bag to Lan Yu Niang:

"Sister-in-law, this is a relic left by Senior Brother Hou. You are a cultivator now, so you can keep it yourself."

Lan Yu Niang took the storage bag with a complicated expression.

Bai Yu handed over another storage bag:

"There is a tree on Zuowang Peak, and there is a nest of King Kong bees on the tree. Please take care of these two things."

"The cultivation materials in here are your reward."

Bai Yu explained to Sun Lin and Xiao Houzi several times.

The next day, Bai Yu took Old Mo back to the Demon Tomb.

He couldn't wait to attend the funeral.