"No, I want to try it myself." Shen Luo smiled and said.
He still remembered that when he asked Priest Luo to teach him the art of Talisman more than a year ago, Master Luo, who was usually kind to him, rejected him directly. Even when he offered a sky-high price of two hundred gold ingots, Master Luo was still unmoved.
Master Luo made it clear that the art of Talisman taught in the temple was not a trick used by Jianghu scammers. It was a secret art that only inner disciples with supernatural power could learn. Not to mention a registered disciple like him, even an official outer disciple could not dream of learning it.
"Okay, I'll teach you." Bai Xiaotian listened and nodded.
"If possible, see if you can get some rooster blood and black dog blood from the restaurant." Shen Luo saw that he was about to leave and added.
"I know you often read some miscellaneous books, but don't take the things written by the literati too seriously …" Bai Xiaotian frowned and said.
He was one of the only three Inner Sect disciples in the Sect. Naturally, he was able to come into contact with the true Talisman Technique. However, the Sect's rules were strict. No matter how good his relationship with Shen Luo was, he would not reveal the slightest bit.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I won't do anything stupid." Shen Luo yawned and answered vaguely.
Bai Xiaotian knew that persuasion was useless, so he waved his hand and turned to leave.
Shen Luo watched his figure disappear into the forest, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
He knew that Bai Xiaotian was worried that he would go astray and advised him with good intentions, but only he knew his own situation.
It was not that he wanted to do these unorthodox things, but his life was limited, so he had to find another way.
Two years ago, the Yin Qi invaded his body and destroyed his vitality. In the past two years on the mountain, he relied more on the "Red Snow Powder" every three months to maintain his vitality.
Even so, he still felt that his body was getting worse by the day. Usually, when he walked a little more, he would be a little breathless. Especially last winter, when he was wearing a fur coat, he still felt that his body was cold and his limbs were cold.
The reason why he only consumed a single set of medicine every three months wasn't because he couldn't fork out the hundred silver taels. Rather, it was to maximize the effectiveness of the medicine. If he were to consume it too frequently, not only would it be a waste, it might even cause his body to suffer from excessive nourishment. Thus, Luo shi didn't allow it.
As for the cultivation of the Minor Yang Art, his progress was too slow. He had only just reached the entry level, but his cultivation speed was not even comparable to the weakest outer sect disciple. Furthermore, according to what Luo shi had said, even if one were to reach Major Accomplishment in this technique, one would only be able to extend one's lifespan by ten to twenty years.
However, with his own cultivation speed, he was afraid that he wouldn't even have the chance to achieve great success. He might even die first.
He had paid such a high price to come to the Daoist temple on the mountain, not only to prolong his feeble existence for a few more years.
Shen Luo thought to himself as he slowly walked down the mountain.
The Spring and Autumn Temple's back was against Mount Qing Hua, and the entire temple was built against the mountain. Other than the mountain gate that was near the mountainside, the rest of the buildings, such as the Spiritual Official Hall and the Jade Emperor Hall, were scattered around the mountain. The most important building, the Three Pristines Hall, was located at the peak of the mountain.
In the temple, other than the inner sect disciples, the rest of the disciples lived in meditation rooms that were scattered around the mountain path from the mountain gate to the Spiritual Official Hall. As the terrain was quite spacious, everyone could have their own room.
The temple didn't have many restrictions on the disciples' cultivation. Other than special teaching days where all the disciples were required to go to the Three Pristines Hall together to listen to Luo shi and the other elders explain the Daoist classics, they weren't required to do morning classes together.
Anyway, the Minor Yang Art had already been distributed to every disciple. Everyone could practice on their own based on their potential.
Shen Luo's place of practice wasn't far from the Jade Emperor Hall. At this moment, he had already returned to the square in front of the hall.
As he neared the door, he didn't enter the hall. Instead, he bowed outside the hall and rested his feet. He then turned around and walked down the stone steps towards the bottom of the mountain.
"Isn't this Junior Shen? You've returned from your practice. How is it? Have you been initiated into the Minor Yang Art? "At this moment, a familiar voice came from the hall.
Shen Luo sighed in his heart and turned around.
As he expected, it was Senior Brother Ding, who he usually didn't get along with. Before he crossed the threshold, a bulging belly had already poked out of the hall.
Behind him, there were two young men in green robes. One of them held a broom in his hand, while the other carried a bucket of water. It seemed that they had just finished their duty.
"Greetings, Senior Brothers." Shen Luo had a warm smile on his face as he cupped his hands in greeting.
"Junior Shen, it's not that I want to nag you, but when you practice the Minor Yang Art, you must avoid shortcuts. Although you haven't been initiated into the Minor Yang Art for two years, don't be too anxious. After all, there's still a long way to go. It's useless to be anxious about your potential. Just continue to work hard …" Senior Brother Ding saw that he was well-mannered and couldn't say anything more. He first pretended to comfort him and then began to preach in the manner of a senior brother.
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. I was lucky enough to be initiated into the Minor Yang Art today. Senior Brother Bai also confirmed it for me." Shen Luo blinked and seemed to reply casually.
"Wh … What? You've been initiated into the Minor Yang Art? Bai Xiaotian also knows? "Senior Brother Ding was stunned and his face suddenly turned ugly.
The other two young men also looked at Shen Luo in surprise. Their eyes were full of surprise.
After all, they were clear about Shen Luo's situation. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made no progress after two years of hard work.
According to their private guesses, with Shen Luo's body, he might not be able to be initiated into the Minor Yang Art even after three to five years of cultivation.
Shen Luo had already expected their reactions, but he didn't say anything. He just smiled and nodded.
Senior Brother Ding's eyes flashed with a touch of depression. If Bai Xiaotian didn't know, he could hide this matter first and then find a way to cancel the bet. But since Bai Xiaotian already knew, he really lost the bet.
"If there's nothing else, I won't disturb Senior Brothers on duty." Shen Luo smiled and cupped his hands in salute to the three of them.
"Wait, Junior Brother Shen, don't be in a hurry to leave. Although Bai Xiaotian has already confirmed it, he hasn't been in the Minor Yang Art for long. It's hard to guarantee that he didn't make a mistake. Why don't you let me confirm it for you again?" Senior Brother Ding glanced sideways and said with a fake smile.
Hearing this, Shen Luo suddenly felt a little unhappy.
Senior Brother Ding actually didn't have any grudges with him, but he had a deep conflict with Bai Xiaotian.
There was no other reason. Senior Brother Ding Yuan's younger brother, Ding Hua, was also a disciple of the Spring and Autumn Temple. Like Bai Xiaotian, he was one of the only three core disciples in the temple.
Among them, Ding Hua was the disciple of the Temple Dean, Bai Xiaotian was the disciple of Taoist Luo, and another disciple was the disciple of Uncle Wang. The three of them were the most talented in cultivation in the temple. Naturally, they competed with each other openly and secretly.
"I don't think it's necessary. Senior Brother, you're busy with your cultivation and homework. You don't have to worry about me." Shen Luo's smile disappeared.
Although he was usually polite to others, he was not a pushover who could be easily manipulated.
He knew in his heart when to be tough and when to give in.
"Junior Brother Shen, how can you talk to Senior Brother Ding like that? Senior Brother means well. "A person behind Ding Yuan heard this and said with a straight face.
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