Weird Taoism: I became a god in a strange world

There are three pictures in total, the first two of which are visualization pictures and one is a luck picture.

There are a few small words under the two visualization pictures:

Warrior visualization picture, Yin-inviting visualization picture.

The luck picture is a transparent human meridian picture, covered with small words, telling you how to circulate qi and guide breathing.

"Visualize day and night, and offer longevity every day."

It is impossible to offer longevity for 500 years at once.

According to the records of this trick technique, it is necessary to sacrifice longevity every day, which is a slow and laborious process.

"When frying longevity and feeding life, it is necessary to assist with visualization."

In other words, the most important part of this trick is the two visualization pictures.

Lin Hun took the sheepskin scroll in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Only then did he realize that the sheepskin scroll was not complete!

There were traces of tearing on the edge.

In other words, the trick that Lin Hun got was just a part torn from a more complete trick.

Could the so-called "warrior" and "inviting Yin" be the realm division of this weird world?

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"The food is at the door."

It turned out that Zhao Tou had arranged for someone to bring him food.

Lin Hun kept the parchment scroll close to his body, got up and took the food back to the garrison.

He was indeed too hungry, and his body was weak to begin with, and he could not hold on without food.

He had energy after eating a few mouthfuls of food, and he immediately locked the door and opened the trick parchment scroll again.

He looked at the luck map first, and after only one look, he had all the meridians, sequence, and precautions of the luck map imprinted in his mind.

Perhaps it was because of the moment he traveled through time, and the long river of time of immortality was injected into his soul.

After being injected by the long river of time, Lin Hun had an amazing memory, and he could remember everything he saw, and a memory palace was automatically formed in his mind.

Things he had seen, heard, and walked through would automatically be stored in the squares of the memory palace.

He quickly memorized the skills of frying longevity, feeding life, and raising Gu on the parchment scroll.

At this moment, he looked at the first visualization picture:

The Warrior Visualization Picture.

The moment he looked at the visualization picture.

The luck picture and the technique imprinted in his mind actually started to work automatically.

At this moment, the warrior visualization picture in front of Lin Hun was no longer flat.

It floated and appeared in three dimensions in Lin Hun's mind.

All the essences and methods of "The Method of Boiling Longevity and Nourishing Gu" poured into Lin Hun's mind.

The visualization picture, luck picture, and technique were integrated into one, and they worked in an orderly manner in Lin Hun's mind and body.

A huge millstone appeared in his spiritual world.

The millstone seemed to want to turn.

But there was no driving force and it could not turn.

Strands of colorful life flowed out of Lin Hun's body.

The dazzling colorful life light flew into the middle of the two huge millstones.

"The worst color of life span is single color, which is mostly the life span of the old, weak, sick and disabled. The god of seven colors is seven colors, but it only exists in legends. Most people's life span is three colors."

My life span is actually seven colors!

This must be because of my immortality!

The life span that exists in legends.

With the blessing of life span, the millstone began to turn slowly and automatically.

"Click, click..."

According to the records of the exercises, Lin Hun kept his heart and let his life span feed the millstone.

One year, two years... seven years.

Seven years of life span flew from Lin Hun's body into the millstone.

The millstone turned slowly and terribly.

I wanted to continue to give the millstone more life span, but I found that seven years of life span was already the limit.

Frying life span to feed life.

Seven years a day.

No more.

I waited for a long time.

Finally.

"Tick~Tick..."

Seven drops of green crystal clear divine liquid flowed out from the two millstones.

Fell into Lin Hun's body.

"After frying Shou, it will give back divine liquid to the host. One drop is bad, seven drops are divine, and most people get three drops."

As expected, it was seven drops of divine feedback!

As seven drops of green divine liquid flowed into his body.

Boom~

At this moment, Lin Hun felt that the hidden, imprisoned, and bound life energy in his body was suddenly awakened by these drops of green water.

A stream of life energy that originally belonged to him revived from an unknown corner.

Slowly but firmly following the order and meridians of the luck map, nourishing his body.

An unprecedented comfortable feeling turned in his body.

With the operation of the trickery technique, Lin Hun felt an unprecedented harmony.

This went on for a night.

At dawn, the big rooster raised in the kitchen of Zhenguisi crowed.

There is no sun in the prison.

Dawn depends on the rooster.

Lin Hun opened his eyes.

After a night of not sleeping and visualizing the warrior map, he was not sleepy at all, but full of energy.

It was then that he was pleasantly surprised to find that his breathing had never been smoother.Even the cough was cured!

The result of a night of visualization.

So terrifying!

He opened his left chest, and the vicious palm print had disappeared without a trace.

The coldness in his body that was penetrated by the palm print also disappeared!

"The divine fluid can nourish the body and produce all kinds of incredible magical effects."

After practicing for only one night, it actually had such an effect!

It's really mysterious and incredible!

Life, saved.

Lin Hun got out of bed and confirmed that his memory palace had memorized the two visualization pictures, a luck picture, and all the text and skills on them clearly and completely.

A similar parchment scroll was automatically formed in his memory.

Then he took out the fire starter and lit the parchment scroll.

The parchment scroll caught fire and burned up.

He put all the ashes into his bowl and poured warm water on it to stir it.

Lin Hun drank the bowl of ash water in one gulp.

Take out the quicklime from the bag he used to collect corpses, sprinkle it in the bowl to completely eliminate all traces.

Then wrap the bowl with cloth, use the stick on the door of the room to break it into pieces and put it in his pocket.

The parchment roll completely disappeared.

Even everything related to the parchment roll was completely wiped out.

There is no parchment roll in this world anymore.

After doing all this, Lin Hun opened the door of his own room, leaned on his cane and went out with a normal face.

"Cough cough cough..."

Pretend to still cough.

Cough every three steps, stagger every two steps.

Unknown world.

Survival is the kingly way.

Because of the special nature of the Tianlao, three meals a day are prepared and delivered by the kitchen.

Lin Hun came to the door of Zhao Tou's room, and other white soldiers had been waiting here for a long time.

Wait for Zhao Tou to come out before going to eat.

After a while, Zhao Tou walked out of the room.

"Good morning, Zhao Tou!"

Everyone greeted together.

Zhao Tou enjoyed the feeling of being respected by everyone. He smiled and looked at everyone and said:

"Let's go and have dinner."

A dozen white soldiers followed Zhao Tou.

According to age and seniority, everyone took their seats and ate quietly.

Lin Hun sat at the end and ate silently.

"Lin Hun, I'll give you a day off today.

After dinner, go to the Guard Hall and report the corpse explosion yesterday. Use the rest of the time to find a doctor to check your body."

Zhao Tou, who was sitting on the head, said to Lin Hun.

"Thank you, Zhao Tou. I'll go now."

After eating, Lin Hun saluted Zhao Tou and left.

Seeing him leave, Zhao Tou and others shook their heads and sighed.

"Boss, you said that Lin Hun was only fifteen years old, and he encountered such a weird thing as corpse explosion. He is so unlucky."

"That's right. Everyone in our line of work doesn't know that if corpses are exploded when they are collected, there will be evil things happening within a year."

"Alas, Xiao Mo hasn't married yet, and hasn't left any offspring yet."

Everyone felt sorry for Lin Hun, especially Zhao Tou, who remembered that Lin Hun's father asked him to take care of his only son before he died.

He couldn't help but sigh heavily.

According to the regulations of the Zhengui Division, for the sake of safety and loyalty, the jailers of the Tianlao, whether white or black, are hereditary.

If Lin Hun died without leaving any descendants, then his family would be extinct.

Lin Hun walked out of the Tianlao, followed the route in his memory, and came to the prison guard hall located in the center of the Zhengui Division with his cane.

In the "Tianlao" of the Zhengui Division, the personnel are divided into two categories: white soldiers and black soldiers.

Higher levels include yamen runners (who can wear swords), constables (who practice traditional martial arts, and the head constable is stronger), jailers (who practice trickery, collectively known as "tricksters"), trick masters (the stronger jailers)...

Lin Hun only knows these basic information.

He doesn't know anything about higher-level matters.

Da Da Da...

Lin Hun tapped the ground with his cane and walked to the right.

In the memory palace in his mind, the road from the sky prison to the jailer's hall is very clear.

"Stop! Why are the white soldiers not staying in the underground sky prison and coming to the jailer's hall?"

A yamen runner on duty at the door saw the white soldier with the word "white" embroidered on his back and scolded him with disgust.

Lin Hun said calmly:

"Lin Hun, the white soldier of the sky prison, encountered a corpse explosion when collecting corpses yesterday, and came to the jailer's hall to report."

After hearing his words, the yamen runner let him in with a curse.

"What bad luck! I happened to be on duty and encountered these short-lived creatures, and they were blind and exploded."

"After entering, follow the path on the far left and stop when you see the pond in front of the hall. Someone will ask you questions."

Lin Hun nodded and pretended not to hear the yamen runner's words. He tapped the ground with his cane and entered the Guard Hall.

According to what the yamen runner said, follow the leftmost path.

All the roads and buildings in the Guard Hall were saved in the memory palace.

The map of the Suppression Department in the memory palace, Guard HallThe place he passed by gradually became brighter.

After walking about a mile, he heard a question:

"Bai Zu came here, but did something strange happen when collecting the corpse?"

A soft voice came.

The person who spoke should be the guard.

Guard.

Those who practiced trickery.

They enjoyed a high status in the Suppression of Tricks.

"Reporting to the Lord, yesterday..."

Lin Hun reported the explosion of the corpse when he went to collect the corpse yesterday.

Of course, he concealed the fact that his own blood made the corpse alive, that he sucked his own life and exploded, and that he got the parchment scroll.

The guard listened and asked a few more questions in detail.

Lin Hun answered truthfully.

"Okay, go back."

The guard nodded and let Lin Hun leave.

"These guards who practice trickery are more polite than those yamen runners and constables."

Lin Hun muttered to himself, tapped the ground with his cane and returned the same way.

Although he had walked through it once and remembered the way he came.

But this is one of his secrets, so he will not expose it to others easily.

Keeping a low profile and growing in the prison is the best way.

Lin Hun pretended to find the way with his cane slowly before moving forward and leaving the prison guard hall.

Came to the academy of Zhenguisi.

An old academy teacher who was about to die heard the "tap tap" sound of Lin Hun's cane tapping the ground.

He said, "What is a blind white soldier doing in the academy?"

White soldiers are short-lived, and usually enjoy the moment of pleasure in gambling houses, brothels, etc.

I have hardly seen white soldiers coming to the academy.

The key point is that the person who came this time is blind, and there are no books in Braille here. Isn't he making trouble?

This also surprised the old teacher.

Lin Hun stepped forward and took out a piece of silver worth five taels and put it in the hands of the academy teacher.

He asked respectfully, "I would like to ask, what are the realms of practicing trickery?"

It is easier to get things done with money, and Lin Hun is asking about the most basic common sense of this world.

The old teacher does not have to worry about violating the rules, so he naturally tells the truth one by one.

After a while, Lin Hun tapped the ground with his cane and left the academy silently.

There are weird things in this world, and humans practice extraordinary power called "trickery" to fight against the weirdness.

The realms of practicing trickery from low to high are:

Warrior, ask for the ghost, borrow life, half corpse, soul skin, ghost messenger, ghost messenger...

Of course, there are higher realms, but the old teacher is not sure.

Each realm is divided into the initial stage, middle stage, and high stage from low to high.

Lin Hun had already entered the trickery yesterday.

It is the "initial stage of warrior realm".