The moon hangs over the green mountain, and a man stands in front of a solitary grave.
Lin Du conscientiously spent money this time to buy fifteen coffins, re-embossed the people and buried them. Even the simple wooden boards were replaced with stones, but they were so simple that there were no patterns or decorations. The words on them were also used by Mo Lin. Engraved with sword energy.
"So...how to draw the karma-eliminating and transcending talisman?"
Lin Du held the talisman pen that Feng Yi gave her, her hands trembling slightly.
Ju Yuan was shocked, "Uncle Master didn't teach you?"
Feng Yi knew it well, "What do you expect Yan Ye to teach her? He doesn't even bury anyone after killing them."
Bad bamboo produces good bamboo shoots, and this is Lin Du.
Ju Yuan touched his chin, "That's true too."
Lin Du was also shocked, "My master killed everyone and didn't even bury them?"
"Oh, he wanted to bury the Demon Lord." Ju Yuan replied, "Unfortunately, halfway through the burial, he found that the Demon Lord was not dead, and he escaped immediately."
Lin Du was silent for a moment, so it was Yan Ye's fault that the Demon Lord entered their Supreme Sect under a pseudonym, right?
She finally understood why it was necessary to rationalize and eliminate cause and effect before killing someone.
"Come, let me teach you. To draw a talisman, you need to form a stroke, concentrate your spiritual consciousness and infuse spiritual power." Feng Yi held Lin Du's right hand, but Lin Du broke away.
"Wait a minute, senior sister, switch to my left hand. My left hand is more stable than my right hand."
As Lin Du spoke, he switched to his left hand and carefully followed Feng Yi's strokes to condense his consciousness and spiritual power into the talisman pen.
The vermilion handwriting falls on the yellow talisman paper. It is not easy to complete it in one go without making mistakes.
After all, Lin Du couldn't understand this symbol.
I can't understand it, I've only seen it once, and even Feng Yi doesn't expect Lin Du to draw it well in one try.
So after finishing the twisted talisman that looked like a ghost, Feng Yi comforted him, "It's okay, let's do it again."
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the spiritual talisman, which Lin Du had just injected with spiritual power and planned to destroy, slowly lit up with fire from the beginning, and then burned along the young man's slender knuckles.
Lin Du's pupils trembled slightly, "The talisman couldn't stand being defiled by me, so he set himself on fire?"
Feng Yi: ...that's not the case.
She is a talisman cultivator, so she doesn't understand what that means.
"The talisman you just drew...is finished and has been sent to the underworld."
Lin Du's hands were really shaking this time, "If the Lord of Hell sees the ghostly talisman I drew, can he still give Tao Xian a good reincarnation? How about you, senior sister, rewrite it and apologize."
"It's too late," Feng Yi paused, "But you can practice again."
Lin Du honestly continued to draw one, and this time it was better, although the brushstrokes were weird, hard but not soft, more like a centipede than a snake.
Feng Yi pondered his words, "Ordinary disciples rarely draw just one. They usually practice hundreds of times on ordinary paper in advance. After they are familiar with the strokes, they can then apply the talisman paper, and they can evenly distribute the spiritual power in one go. Very few paintings can be made by pouring one stroke into it, and even if you practice well, not every painting can be completed."
Lin Du put away his pen, "I understand, I understand everything. What senior sister means is that I am really a little genius."
"So when you go back today, draw a hundred times on the paper and then give it to me for review." Feng Yi's eyes were kind.
Lin Du suddenly felt that his life after returning to the clan was a bit hopeless, with twenty large characters a day plus so many character exercises.
"Seventh Senior Sister, do you want to return to the sect with us?"
"Well, senior sister sent a message." Feng Yi thought of Feng Chao's tone in that message, and suddenly had a headache, "She said that spring is here... the bamboo shoots in the back mountain can't be dug up, and she asked me to go back and help educate you guys. Help the new bamboo shoots.”
Lin Du: Reasonable, very reasonable.
The mountain wind blew over the tomb and rolled up the scattered paper ashes to the grave.
Mo Lin took out a jug of wine from the storage ring and poured it on the grave. He poured it on the grave fifteen times with great care, and then the sacrifice was over.
"Brother Tao Xian, I respect you."
"When did he buy the wine?" Ju Yuan touched his chin, "Didn't he go to the coffin shop and buy yellow paper and coffin boards?"
"Have you forgotten? That's our sect's Xian Luyin." Feng Yi recognized it.
"...Prodigal son!" Ju Yuan almost jumped up, "That is the best spiritual wine."
Everyone in Dingjiucheng likes wine. Drinking depends on the weight. All kinds of good wine are also specialties of Dingjiucheng.
Lin Du stood in front of Tao Xian's tomb and paused for a long time. "You are not a coward, nor a mediocre person, nor a common person."
Never.
Human instinct is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and do anything to survive. How can you be a mediocre person if you dare to go against the grain and go to your death?
She stood for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking.
It wasn't until a familiar figure appeared in his consciousness that Lin Du came back to his senses.
[Current Mo Lin mission progress line: 100%, reward Tian Xin Lian All will be frozen by the cold air, which is of great benefit to the host's heart disease. 】
Lin Du yelled, "The coldest thing? It seems like this effect can't be fully cured even if I use my heart."
[It really can’t be done. My dear, after all, a broken heart cannot be sewn up with just a needle. 】
Lin Du took a rare opportunity to catch up with this "system" and asked, "Hey, who is this? You can actually reply?"
System: ...Speak politely and don't be arrogant.
[Yan Ye is next to your Divine Mansion. It’s not good if your consciousness fluctuates too much and pokes him. 】
"Why are we having an affair? My master can't find out yet?"
[I mean it’s not good to disturb the elderly in retreat. 】
"That's true." Lin Du folded his hands and looked down at the stone tablet, "You've known for a long time that this matter is not that simple, right?"
[...How could it be possible? I am just an ordinary intelligent system]
"Okay, Xiaodu Xiaodu."
【……I am here. 】
"Do you know that it takes more effort to solve a crime than to persuade someone to fall in love? Have you seen my white hair?"
【can not see. 】
"I mean, you have to pay more."
【Cannot add. 】
"Then I quit." Lin Du calmly checked the extra jade box of his storage ring.
[To completely heal your heart, you need three more heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and they are all unique in the world. In the world of Dongming, you can’t find the other one except in my hand. 】
Lin Du sneered, "Threaten me?"
[...That's not the case, but because you progressed too fast, I did have a small reward. 】
"Huh?" Lin Du remained motionless.
[Side mission: Catch ghosts, kill the ghosts from the outside world that break into the cave world and do evil. Each time you kill one, you will be rewarded with a bottle of random spiritual liquid]
"How about you play with me in the cultivation world's version of Werewolf? I'm going through the book to catch ghosts in the cultivation world?"
[Those medicinal liquids will be of great benefit to your physical training and spell cultivation~ Didn’t Qinqin once rant that he could win the first place in the Zhongzhou Competition without practicing swordsmanship? 】
Lin Du suddenly didn't want to do it anymore, "There will be a competition in Zhongzhou in eight years. I will be trapped in the mountain for these nine years. You can pick someone else up. I think Mo Lin is very good. Reborn for revenge." Let’s arrange the script.”
[Understood, you can’t do it, it doesn’t matter. You have to know that you are the youth version of the Zhongzhou Competition, and the other one is the master version. What your master won back then was the master version of the Zhongzhou Competition. 】
"? Who do you think can't do it?" Lin Du grinded his molar teeth, "I will get first place in both of them, just wait for me."
As soon as she finished speaking, the system quickly stuffed two bottles of spiritual liquid into her storage ring, as if it was afraid that she would regret it.
[Progress of side mission: +2, reward Harile Liquid × 1, the host will strengthen his body and strengthen his strength after taking it. 】
Lin Du looked at the bottle of medicine in deep thought, "Isn't this...Buddhist medicine? Your business scope is quite wide?"
She was battling wits with the system in her consciousness. The people behind her looked at Lin Du's numb face and couldn't help but want to persuade her.
"Little uncle, don't be too sad."
Lin Du had just cheated the system and gained benefits. He calmed down and turned to smile at them, "It's okay."
"I was just wondering whether Tao Xian caught up with his junior brother on Huangquan Road."
Tao Xian naturally caught up with him. Not only did he catch up, he hesitated for a long time in front of the fourteen junior brothers who were as confused as wandering souls, but in the end he still did not tell the truth.
The truth is too cruel, and it would be better to leave it unclear.
"Elder brother...what's wrong with you?"
Tao Xian looked at his junior brother, touched his head, and lost the courage to question his master in the golden palace, "I'm here to see you off."
"Then it won't be sent to hell!"
They have to wait forty-nine days to be reincarnated, and the flaws in their souls can be seen at a glance.
Looking at the ghosts waiting to be reincarnated around them from a distance, they saw a long list of ghosts with shortcomings. They couldn't help but exclaimed, "Where did such a group of unlucky fools come from?"
Among the three souls and seven souls, Shuangling dominates thinking, feeling and memory. The Shuangling of fifteen people is damaged, which is a rare spectacle.
If the soul is damaged, reincarnation will be difficult.
Unexpectedly, the ghost came over with a complicated look on his face, "Who is Tao Xian?"
Tao Xian looked up blankly, and fourteen ghosts pointed at him.
"You are Tao Xian, right? Let's go here. The second road is the human road. Let's go."
Tao Xian looked back at the fourteen junior brothers, "I still have junior brothers..."
"Your fate as brothers has ended."
He had no choice but to wave goodbye to his fourteen junior brothers and follow the ghost's path.
"My lord, I would like to take the liberty to ask..."
"Don't ask if you know it's presumptuous."
"but……"
The ghost messenger stopped and looked at Tao Xian, "Someone burned a karma-eliminating talisman on top for you, and it went straight to the desk of the King of Hell."
For the first time, Tao Xian felt like there was someone above him, "Could it be Taoist Priest Lin? But she said she couldn't draw talismans, and there are still many good people in the Supreme Sect."
Gui Cha shook his head, "In short, the person who saves you should have great merits, or... I can't guess what happened above, so let's go."
Tao Xian was happy. It couldn't be Lin Du. He followed the people and suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave.
He seemed to remember...at the end of his consciousness, Taoist priest Lin promised him that she would pay for his wife in the next life?
I just hope that he will be smarter in his next life... That Xiaodao elder was joking for no reason. What if he, who has lost his memory, is too frightened to accept it?
