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

An iron rule has been passed down from generation to generation in Forest City: Don’t go out at night.

Bai Yu raised his head and saw that seven of the nine suns in the sky had been extinguished, and the other two had also dimmed.

The night is like a tide, coming from afar.

He jumped up and ran towards the light.

This body has a good physique, much stronger than ordinary mortals, and its speed is not slow either.

However, at this moment, the sounds of "bang", "bang" and "bang" came from behind.

"Come shoot the ball with me."

A childish voice came from behind him.

Bai Yu looked back and saw a pale, wet little boy holding a human head and patting it on the ground.

The little boy caught up with a smile:

"Come play ball with me."

As he spoke, he threw the head in his hand over.

Bai Yu dodged and the head fell into the air.

The little boy suddenly started crying:

"My ball is gone, have you seen my ball?"

Bai Yu searched for some information from "Fang Yu"'s mind.

There are many evil spirits in this world, entrenched in the wild, and humans can only gather together to protect themselves.

For example, the evil spirit in front of me is called Cuju boy, who likes to play football with others.

It is said that because of his playfulness, he kicked the ball into the water, drowned while looking for the ball, and finally turned into an evil spirit.

If you meet a Cuju boy and play with him, you will fall into darkness and disappear.

If you don't play with him, he will take your head off.

Bai Yu couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"The evil spirits in this world are so terrifying!"

"Oh, it turns out I'm evil too, so that's okay."

At this time, the little boy stared at Bai Yu's head:

"So my ball is here, give me my ball back, I'm going home."

As he spoke, a pair of pale claws grabbed Bai Yu's head.

"Give your mother's head back!"

Bai Yu smacked the Cuju boy with one palm and beat him to ashes without even uttering a scream.

When it comes to evil spirits, I am more evil than you!

Bai Yu weighed it in his mind and realized that the power of this evil spirit was roughly equivalent to the foundation-building period of the world of immortality.

He looked at the night in the distance and vaguely felt that there were many auras much more powerful than Cuju boy.

In fact, in this thick night, there was an aura that made even him feel faintly uneasy.

He no longer hesitated, immediately cast the spell, and silently ran towards the forest city in his memory.

Sure enough, I saw a city in the forest from a distance, covered with a layer of red light to resist the invasion of night.

Bai Yu ducked into the city and quietly returned to the True Monarch Temple in the center of the city.

In a room, there was a young man with a handsome face, talking to himself in front of a spiritual tablet:

"I'm sorry, Fang Yu. I bear the vengeance of my family. I must successfully enter the Tao. There is no room for any mistakes."

In the void, Bai Yu suddenly realized.

It turns out that Gong Shenxiu is actually a girl.

Fang Yu and Gong Shenxiu depended on each other and begged together. At first, it was purely a family relationship.

Later, when he entered the True Monarch Temple, the palace god's show became more and more vivid, and Fang Yu had a vague feeling again.

Unexpectedly, he died in the hands of the people closest to him.

"Good guy, you'll die if you lick a dog."

Bai Yu crossed his arms and watched Gong Shenxiu's actions with interest.

I saw her carrying a big vat and burning firewood.

Then he threw a dozen kinds of materials into the tank, including a green toad, a centipede as thick as an arm, and a fungus with a pattern of human eyes.

As the fire continued to simmer, the vat turned into a pot of colorful liquid.

Zhong Shenxiu's face was full of determination, and he actually slapped his temples with two palms.

Suddenly, two eyeballs shot out and fell into the vat.

There was no sign of pain on her face. Instead, she relied on instinct to stir the liquid in the vat, and recited strange spells in her mouth.

In the void, Bai Yu's heart moved slightly.

During the previous seizure, Fang Yu had been dead for most of the day, and his soul had dissipated.

Therefore, the information that can be obtained is not much and scattered.

It wasn't until he saw Gong Shenxiu practicing that he sorted out the scattered memory fragments.

The path of cultivation in this world is completely different from that in the fairy world.

Its philosophy of practice is that a door is opened in the Tao, a method is found in the door, a secret is learned in the method, a technique is mastered in the secret, and a mantra is held in the technique.

When practicing, first recite the mantra, then master the technique, study the formula, obtain the Dharma, and enter the Taoist door!

For example, in Zhenjun Guan, you practice the Spiritual Eye Curse, then master the Eye Technique, and finally comprehend the Hundred Eyes Technique.

Every time the spell changes, the practitioner's cultivation level also improves.

Bai Yu showed a thoughtful look:

"This way of practice is a bit like the way of practice in the ancient sects."

"If you don't cultivate the Golden Pill Yuanying, you will only cultivate one art in your life. You will understand the Dharma through the art, and you will realize the Tao through the Dharma."

"In this case, this world will be temporarily named Zuodao World."

At this time, Gong Shenxiu's eyes were empty as he kept stirring the liquid in the tank.

In the tank, one eye has been boiled, and the other eye is glowing red, but it is also on the verge of festering.

Gong Shenxiu said to himself:

"Sure enough, the potency of the medicine is still not enough, so I will use my body to transform into a spiritual eye."

As she spoke, she took off her clothes and jumped into the pot.

In an instant, all the white flesh was boiled, but the remaining eye became increasingly red.

After a long time, the flame under the pot gradually died down, and an eye flew out of the pot, dancing back and forth in the house.

The eye seemed to have had enough fun, and a blood mist floated around it, and it turned into Gong Shenxiu's body.

"Hahahaha, I finally cultivated the Spirit Eye Mantra, and I can become a Taoist priest who chants mantras!"

Just then, a white palm slapped out and slapped Gong Shenxiu back to his original form, but it was a blood-colored eyeball.

The eyeball wanted to escape and fly away, but it was trapped in the palm and couldn't move at all.

"Interesting, interesting, this Spirit Eye Mantra is really unique. Once it is cultivated, it has the power of the foundation-building level."

"And this pot of liquid, although different from the pill formula, is also unique."

Bai Yu looked at the liquid in the tank with a thoughtful look.

Gong Shenxiu's eyes looked towards the source of the voice:

"Fang Yu, it's you! You're still alive!"

Bai Yu smiled faintly:

"Why, are you surprised?"

Gong Shenxiu's eyes were misty, and he said pitifully:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I have my own difficulties."

"Do you still remember? When you were a child, you said that you would marry me as your wife."

"And that time, I was sick, and you knelt in front of Doctor Lai for a day and a night before he gave me a medicine. I remember all this."

Bai Yu felt more and more impatient after hearing this.

You still stabbed me in the back?

He snorted coldly:

"Noisy, die!"

At this moment, his body actually sent out some resistance.

It seemed to be Fang Yu's last wish, and he instinctively didn't want to hurt Gong Shenxiu.

"Damn it, you die too."

Bai Yu backhanded a palm and smashed his head, exploding like a watermelon.