Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 3: Come in quickly and let the master teach you how to practice
"Second Master, the true fire of the alchemy furnace is too fierce. You can't bear it."

"I'll add more firewood and let it simmer slowly."

Chen Huangpi was helpless. He just lied that he was cooking while boiling medicine. Who would have thought that the second master was so hungry that he lay down in the pot as soon as it was opened.

He was very worried whether this would affect the efficacy of the medicine.

But the second master was too stubborn.

Chen Huangpi couldn't persuade him and could only let him do what he wanted.

Anyway, the medicine will eventually be drunk into the stomach to take effect inside the body, and stewing the medicinal power into the second master's body may be the same.

At this moment.

Lin Lao and Zhang Wu, who were hiding outside the kitchen and secretly spying with restrained breath, were terrified.

They have tried their best to think that Master Chen Huangpi and his apprentice are evil enough.

But now it seems that human cognition is indeed limited.

"This kid said he would cook for us, is this how he does it?"

"He stewed his second master?"

"And it seems this isn't the first time this has happened."

"This is his second master. Where is his first master? Could it be..."

Elder Lin and Zhang Wu communicated with each other secretly, and both of them felt extremely terrified when they thought about it carefully.

The master is not normal.

Something seemed even more wrong with the apprentice.

"How to do?"

Mr. Lin was also panicked and had no idea what to do.

Even though he had been practicing for almost a hundred years, he had encountered countless evil things and met countless monks.

But I have never experienced such a situation.

Zhang Wu was also somewhat bewildered. He gritted his teeth and said in a voice transmission, "Run, run quickly, the farther away from this master and disciple the better."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Wu retreated silently.

But at this moment, he realized that Mr. Lin's movements were faster than his.

In the kitchen.

Chen Huangpi was still adding firewood to the fire.

The temperature in the entire kitchen was frighteningly high. If someone came in at this time, they would probably be burned by the scalding steam and their skin would fall off.

But Chen Huangpi is fine.

After a while.

Chen Huangpi estimated the time and shouted to the white-robed Taoist priest in the pot, "Second Master, are you cooked?"

But no sound came from the cauldron.

"Second Master?"

"Master?"

Chen Huangpi quickly jumped onto the stove and lifted the lid of the pot.

However, as soon as he opened the pot, a cloud of black smoke came out of the pot.

The black smoke was vaguely similar to the black smoke emitted by the mutated statue.

They all seem to have some kind of magic.

"Oh no, I burned Second Master!!!"

The next second, the black smoke seemed to have heard Chen Huangpi's voice and covered him.

The tangerine peel was smoked by black smoke.

The whole person was like being struck by lightning, his eyes rolled back, and he plunged headfirst into the boiling pot.

The boiling hot water splashed out and fell back into the pot.

In the last moments of Chen Huangpi's blurred consciousness, there was only one thought in his head: "It's bad, I'm going to be confused too."

Then there was a bang.

The pot lid closed automatically without any wind.
The same goes for firewood. The whole kitchen seems to come alive, as if controlled by an invisible hand.

……

The hazy red moon has climbed halfway up the night sky.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Mr. Lin and Zhang Wu walked cautiously along the same path they had come, heading for the guest rooms, facing the brass oil lamps that were carved from the same mold.

The two of them had just discussed for a long time.

Although I want to escape, where can I escape to now?
It would be better to meet with other people first and then think of other solutions. If it doesn't work, at least we will have more confidence than just resisting alone, right?

however.

at this time.

A strange voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the two.

"Do you eat longevity noodles?"

"Today is Huangpi'er's birthday."

"The longevity noodles made by Huangpi are delicious."

Elder Lin and Zhang Wu felt a chill on their backs, and the hairs on their bodies, which were immune to cold and heat, stood up.

It’s the old Taoist in white robe!

escape!
Without even thinking about it.

Mr. Lin and Zhang Wu fled in two directions at the same time.

Both of them are masters in the Jindan stage.

He also has a trick for escaping.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Escape, you must escape.

The further away you can escape, the better.

Mr. Lin no longer cared about Zhang Wu, let alone his colleagues who were staying in the guest rooms.

"If you can survive, you must call people over to raze this ghost temple to the ground!"

Old Lin was shocked and terrified.

But the strange thing was that after escaping for a long time and almost leaving the Taoist temple's gate, the old Taoist in white robe did not chase after him.

Could it be that he went to chase Zhang Wu?
Never mind, the mountain gate is just ahead.

Let’s escape first, as for the evil in the darkness.

I can't care about anything else.

Elder Lin gritted his teeth, and the golden elixir, which had been depleted of spiritual energy when it was chased by the mutated statue, cracked under his mad urging.

This almost turned him into a colorless light, as fast as lightning.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed out of the mountain gate.

but……

What greets you is not the scene outside the mountain.

It is the mountain gate of the Taoist temple.

The words "Jingxian Temple" on the door also changed into "Zhenxian Temple" in three big characters.

Looking forward, you can vaguely see the Taoist temple hidden in the darkness, as well as yellow dots, which are the lights of brass oil lamps.

Huge figures that looked like gods or demons stood behind the Taoist temple, looking at him greedily.

Old Lin laughed desperately: "Yellow-skinned boy, I'll fuck your mother..."

the other side.

Zhang Wu's face looked extremely frightened at this moment.

In front of him, a white figure was hunched over, holding bloody, hot intestines in his hands, as if he had just taken them out, and was asking him, "Would you like to eat longevity noodles? They're made with yellow skin and are delicious!"

She asked, walking towards him.

With every step he took, the brass oil lamps around him went out one by one.

"Senior, please spare my life."

Zhang Wu pleaded, "I really didn't mean to offend you. Please spare my life. I am willing to serve you like a slave."

The old Taoist in white robe pressed forward step by step.

"Do you want to eat longevity noodles? They are made by Huangpier and are delicious!"

"younger generation……"

Zhang Wu turned around to escape, but as he turned around, the old Taoist in white robe appeared in front of him again.

This strange scene was completely beyond his understanding, because it was not some kind of magic at all.

More like evil.

"Spare your life, spare your life..."

Zhang Wu begged bitterly.

The old Taoist in white robe just repeated his previous words.

“I…I eat…”

"Senior, I want to eat it. I want to eat longevity noodles. Is it not okay for me to eat it?"

This sound seemed to wake up the old Taoist in white robe.

"Eat? You really eat!!!"

All the brass oil lamps went out in an instant.

The entire Jingxian Temple was completely shrouded in darkness.

Zhang Wu let out a scream, but before he could open his mouth, the sound stopped abruptly.

It was as if even the sound was swallowed up.

There was only a teeth-aching chewing sound, followed by the satisfaction of swallowing.

“Popularity…”

“Popularity!!!!!”

“Hahahahaha!!! It’s popularity!!!!”

The voice was half crazy and half sober, but no matter how you listened to it, it revealed extreme cruelty and a chilling sense of terror.

……

Chen Huangpi felt like he was dreaming.

I dreamed that I fell into an iron pot.

The pot is very big, the water is very hot, and the fire is very strong.

I tried desperately to climb out, but the iron pot was too big and too slippery. I was only eight years old, and I couldn't reach the edge of the pot with my hand. No matter how many times I tried, I couldn't climb out.

Damn, if only I could grow taller.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Chen Huangpi felt that he seemed to have grown taller.

But just as he was about to climb out of the pot.

The surrounding scene changed again.

I actually found myself in the main hall of Jingxian Temple.

The Taoist in purple robe was standing with his back to him, bending over, and seemed to be chewing something with his hands.

"Master, how did you get into my dream?"

The purple-robed Taoist priest shuddered all over, and his bent waist slowly straightened up, then became more and more tense, and with a click, his whole body folded in half.

"Disciple! It's delicious!"

"You want to eat it or not!"

Only then did Chen Huangpi see clearly that what the master was holding in his hand was a bunch of bloody intestines and a few dull, round golden stones.

"Master, you can't eat stones!"

Chen Huangpi wanted to step forward and take the stone from the master's hand, but the next second, he woke up.

As soon as I open my eyes.

He was sitting on a cushion in the main hall. The master in a purple robe had his back to him, staring at the three portraits of Taoists in a trance.

"Master?"

Chen Huangpi called out tentatively.

The purple-robed Taoist priest shuddered all over and slowly turned around.

It's different from a dream.

The master was not holding the intestines and stones in his hands.

Chen Huangpi breathed a sigh of relief.

You can’t eat stones, they’ll upset your stomach.

"Huangpi'er! You are one year older. You are finally nine years old."

"Master, you remembered it wrong again. I clearly remembered eight..."

Before he could finish his words, Chen Huangpi felt the changes in his body.

The clothes seem to have become one size smaller.

It feels like I have really grown a year older.

The purple-robed Taoist reached out and stroked Chen Huangpi's head.

That look seemed crazy, yet also seemed clear.

"I have three treasures."

"It is called essence, it is called energy, it is called spirit."

"I have three gains."

"Get the method, get the technique, get the truth."

Only then did Chen Huangpi realize that the master was teaching him the method of cultivation. It seemed that the medicine he had brewed was really effective.

"Master, I cannot practice."

Chen Huangpi shook his head in disappointment.

"No, you can."

"Look carefully, this is how immortals cultivate!"

The purple-robed Taoist priest's eyes sparkled, and Chen Huangpi was extremely excited.

however……

At this moment, the purple-robed Taoist's stomach suddenly growled.

"Suck it..."

"Huangpi'er, the master is hungry again!"

Chen Huangpi was even more disappointed: "Master, you just said that I can practice now."

"Practice? Are you going to practice?"

"Practice well, practice well, practice and you will grow up, and grow up and you can practice."

The purple-robed Taoist priest clapped his hands in applause and came excitedly to Chen Huangpi, his cloudy eyes glowing with a creepy light.

"Huang Pi'er, your master will teach you how to practice now!"

The old Taoist in purple robe grabbed Chen Huangpi's hand and left without saying anything.

out of the hall.

Chen Huangpi just realized that it was already daybreak outside.

"Master, where are those monks from yesterday?"

"I don't know, maybe he ran away."

The purple-robed Taoist doesn't care about any cultivators. No matter how big the matter is, it is not as important as the yellow-skinned Taoist's cultivation.

Chen Huangpi had a bitter face.

Those monks were too mean. They had agreed in black and white that if I brought them to Jingxian Temple, they would give me a lot of money as a reward.

But now he just ran away without saying a word.

Could it be that because I fell asleep last night and forgot to bring them food and took poor care of them, they got angry and ran away?

But even so, we can't deny our debt.

What a fool the master is for not helping to keep an eye on them.

"Forget it, Master has gone mad, I don't think he can beat them."

Chen Huangpi was thinking about it when he suddenly felt a chill in his clothes.

It's that yellowed booklet.

But before he could check, Chen Huangpi was taken to the alchemy room by the Taoist in purple robe.

There is a huge alchemy furnace in the alchemy room.

Nine gilded coiled dragons are entwined on the alchemy furnace.

Without seeing the purple-robed Taoist making any movement, the nine coiled dragons seemed to be awakened and swam slowly around the alchemy furnace. The nine dragon heads corresponded to nine directions respectively. The dragon mouths opened and spit red true fire into the alchemy furnace.

"Huangpi'er, come in quickly, I will teach you how to practice!"

The purple-robed Taoist pushed Chen Huangpi forward and urged him anxiously.

(End of this chapter)