"No, I want to try it myself." Chen Luo smiled and said.

He still remembered that he had asked Taoist Luo to teach him the talisman technique more than a year ago. However, Master Luo, who was quite gentle to him, refused. Even though he offered a sky-high price of 200 gold, the other party was still unmoved.

Master Luo said that the talisman art taught in Guanli is not a scam used by scammers to deceive people, but a real secret art that only inner disciples with magic power can practice. Not to mention a registered disciple, even a formal outer disciple, he doesn’t have to think about it.

"Yes, I'll bring it to you." Bai Xiaotian nodded after hearing this.

"If possible, see if you can get some rooster blood and black dog blood in the restaurant." Chen Luo added when he was about to leave.

"I know you often read some miscellaneous books, but they are just things written by literati and miscellaneous people. Don't take it too seriously..." Bai Xiaotian frowned and said.

He is one of the only three inner disciples in the sect, so he can naturally get in touch with the real talisman technique. However, the sect rules are strict, and no matter how good things are with Chen Luo, it will not be revealed.

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility and will not mess around." Chen Luo yawned and responded vaguely.

Bai Xiaotian knew that persuasion was useless, so he had to raise his hand and turn and leave.

Chen Luo watched his figure disappear into the mountains and forests, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

He knew that the other party was worried that he would go astray and persuade him with kindness, but only he knew his situation.

It’s not that he was determined to do these sluts, but his life span was limited, which forced him to find another way out.

The invasion of the yin energy more than two years ago has ruined his vitality. In the past two years, he has relied on the "red snow scattered" every March to maintain his vitality.

Even so, he still felt that his body was getting worse and worse. He would feel a little breathless when he walked a little more on weekdays, especially last winter, when he was wearing a fur and cloak, he still felt cold in his body and his limbs were cold.

The reason why he only took a dose of medicine in March was not that he could not get the hundred taels of silver, but that he could maximize the effect of this medicine. If he drinks more frequently, it would not only be a waste, but also that he might not be able to be supplemented, and Master Luo would not allow it.

As for practicing Xiaohuayang Gong, he was too slow to enter the realm and had just started today, but his practice speed was not even comparable to that of the outer disciples with the worst foundation in the inner temple. Moreover, according to Master Luo, even if this method is successful, it can only increase its life span by 10 or 20 years at most.

But with my cultivation speed, I am afraid that I will not have a chance to achieve success at all, so I may be able to return to the West first.

He spent such a great price to come to this Taoist temple on the mountain, not just to survive for a few more years.

Chen Luo thought secretly and walked slowly down the mountain.

The Spring and Autumn Temple is backed by Qinghua Mountain and is built on the whole. Except for the mountain gate close to the mountainside, the other buildings such as the Lingguan Hall and the Jade Emperor Hall are distributed along the mountain and climb up layer by layer. The most important Sanqing Hall is located on the top of the mountain.

In addition to the inner disciples, the quiet rooms where the other disciples live are concentrated on three cliffs on both sides of the mountain road from the mountain gate to the Lingguan Hall. Since the terrain here is quite open, basically everyone can use one.

There is not much control over the practice of the disciples in the temple. Except for specific teaching days, all disciples need to go to the Sanqing Palace together to listen to Master Luo and other elders explaining Taoist scriptures, there is no need to do morning classes together during the rest of the time.

Anyway, the Xiaohua Yanggong in Guan has been distributed to every disciple, and everyone can practice it by themselves based on their qualifications.

The place where I was sinking and practicing was not far from the Jade Emperor Hall, and I had returned to the square in front of the hall.

When he approached the hall gate, he did not enter the hall. He just bowed outside the hall, rested, and turned around and wanted to leave along the stone steps to the direction down the mountain.

"Isn't this Junior Brother Chen? I've returned from practicing. How about it? Have you started Xiaohua Yang Gong?" At this time, a familiar voice came from the hall.

Chen Luo sighed in his heart and turned around.

As he expected, it was the senior brother Ding who was not very good at dealing with him on weekdays. Before he could cross the threshold, a big belly that had already emerged from the palace gate.

Behind him were two young men wearing green sermon robes, one holding a broom in his hand and the other holding a bucket in his hand. It seemed that he had just finished his duty homework.

"I have met several senior brothers." Chen Luo's face had a warm smile and bowed to the people.

"Junior Brother Chen, it's not that I'm talking about you. You must avoid being eager for quick success and instant benefits in practice. Although my junior brother has not been able to get started for two years, don't be too anxious. After all, the future is long, and this qualification is useless. Keep working hard..." Seeing that he was well polite, Senior Brother Ding couldn't say anything. First, he pretended to comfort him for a few words, and then he preached in the posture of his senior brother.

"Thank you for your concern for me. I've been lucky enough to get started today. Senior Brother Bai has also confirmed it for me." Chen Luo blinked and replied casually.

"What... what, you've got started? Bai Xiaotian also knows?" Senior Brother Ding was stunned, his face suddenly turned a little ugly.

The other two young men also looked at Chen Luo with surprise, their eyes full of surprise.

After all, they were clear about the situation of the sinking, otherwise they would not have made any progress after two years of hard work.

According to their private guesses, if you sink into this body, you may not be able to enter the door after practicing for another three or five years.

Chen Luo had long expected the reaction of several people, but stopped talking and just nodded with a smile.

A hint of depression flashed in Senior Brother Ding's eyes. If Bai Xiaotian didn't know, he could still conceal the matter first and then try to cancel the bet, but the other party already knew it, and he really lost the bet before.

"If nothing happens, my junior brother won't bother me about duty." Chen Luo smiled and bowed to the three of them again.

"Slowly, Junior Brother Chen, don't hurry to leave. Although Bai Xiaotian has confirmed it, he has not been in the first place after all, so it is difficult to guarantee that he will not miss it. Why ask Senior Brother to confirm it for you again?" Senior Brother Ding said with a slight smile.

Chen Luo suddenly felt a little unhappy when he heard this.

This Senior Brother Ding actually had no holiday with him, but he had a deep conflict with Bai Xiaotian.

The reason is that Ding Hua, the younger brother of Senior Brother Ding Yuan, is also a disciple of the Spring and Autumn Temple. Like Bai Xiaotian, he is the only three core disciples in the temple.

Among them, Ding Hua studied under the Master of Temple, Bai Xiaotian studied under Luo Daoren, and one studied under Master Wang. The three of them were the most qualified group of temples, and they naturally competed with each other in secret.

"I don't think there is any need. Senior brother is busy with his practice, so he doesn't have to worry about me." Chen Luo's smile calmed down.

Although he is polite to others on weekdays, he is not a soft persimmon that can be controlled by others.

He knew in his heart when he should be tougher and when he could give in.
Chapter completed!