The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 28 Come again
Of course, Professor Yang Chan's method is far better than Qingyi's.

But the Black Water Sutra is many times more advanced than the breathing technique.

How long will it take to learn?

……

Five years.

In mid-air, Ding Lin's consciousness returned to emptiness.

Yang Chan suddenly and silently withdrew the magic power that was guiding the flow of Ding Lin's evil spirit.

Ding Lin seemed unaware.

It turned out that over the years, the evil spirit in his body had become an instinct that no longer needed guidance. As long as he was aware that he was still practicing, it would spontaneously flow along the route.

Consciousness waits in the void.

But I couldn't hear the usual reminder tone.

Ding Lin was a little hesitant.

At a certain moment, a mysterious feeling suddenly came to my heart.

Ding Lin suddenly raised his consciousness.

The intersection only takes a moment.

Essence, energy and spirit are integrated in the Niwan Palace.

Pay attention!

A strange feeling.

It is as if you have suddenly entered another dimension, a new perspective, your body blending into the heaven and earth, with thousands of auspicious colors all around you, a spirit energy dancing freely.

Looking further inside, all I saw were countless turbid threads tangled together.

Ding Lin frowned and began to tidy up.

Straighten out the messy threads and remove the unclear and waste threads one by one.

Before I knew it, I was addicted to it...

……

Getting started.

Yang Chan's lips just curled up into a smile, but it suddenly withdrew. Her expression changed slightly, and suddenly she waved her sleeves lightly, and the next moment, her figure disappeared from the spot.

Almost at the same time.

From the sky, a golden light came and landed in front of the door.

"Third sister!"

Yang Jian shouted.

"I'm here."

Green light flows.

Yang Chan showed up and just blocked Yang Jian outside the door.

"Wang!"

Beside Yang Jian, the dog's eyes lit up, he barked excitedly, opened his mouth wide, and stuck out his tongue in a flattering manner.

Yang Chan's body was still surrounded by fairy light, but her face was not revealed.
"Second brother."

Yang Chan called out.

"Third sister, it's been several years, and you're still angry. It's my fault."

Yang Jian took a few steps closer, but his eyes suddenly moved, as if he sensed something.

But he didn't show it on his face.

The expression remains the same.

Although Yang Jian's eye movements were subtle, they were still noticed by Yang Chan.

"Second brother, you came at a coincidence. I taught that fish a method, and today happened to be the day he started practicing."

Yang Chan's voice was calm.

Yang Jian nodded.

"Second brother, what is the matter with you coming here?"

Yang Chan said.

"You and I are brothers and sisters..."

Yang Jian was silent for a moment, his expression gloomy, and suddenly he sighed softly. Then a light flashed in his hand, and he took out two jade bottles.

"Yesterday, the reward for the battle in the North Sea arrived. It was some nectar. I was thinking of sending some to you."

"Thank you, second brother. I just don't drink alcohol. Please take it back and enjoy it yourself."

Yang Chan was silent for a moment and refused.

"Who really wants to drink this immortal wine? In terms of taste, even ordinary wine is better than it. It is precious only because it contains a mist that is of great benefit to purifying the soul."

Yang Jian handed over the jade bottle.

Yang Chan didn't reach out to take it.

"Brother, you know I never drink."

Yang Chan said.

Yang Jian's outstretched hand dropped.

"Is there anything else, brother?"

Yang Chan's voice remained calm.

"When did you and I, brother and sister, become so estranged, third sister," Yang Jian's mouth twitched and he forced a smile.

"I'm here now, why don't you invite me in and have a seat?"

Yang Chan didn't say anything.

Just looking at Yang Jian quietly.

A little while.

"come in."

Yang Chan spoke, and she turned around first, still not letting Yang Jian enter the inner courtyard.

I just found a small pavilion in the front yard.

for the rest of the time.

Yang Jian started to make small talk.

Yang Chan just listened and rarely responded.

"Third sister, judging from the situation, your fish cultivation method is quite good."

Yang Jian suddenly said.

“It’s not the Dharma, it’s the Sutra.”

Yang Chan looked at Yang Jian with an expressionless face, but did not avoid the question. Instead, she spoke directly.

"Scripture? Third sister, it's just a pet after all. You keep it to kill time. It's fine to give it a method, but teaching it a sutra is a bit..."

Yang Jian's eyes flashed.

"Why, what else do you want to teach me, brother?"

Yang Chan's expression remained unchanged.

"No..." Yang Jian explained, "That's not what I meant, Third Sister, I...

Yang Chan didn't say anything, just looked at Yang Jian quietly.

Yang Jian couldn't continue.

"Second brother's Guanjiangkou is always busy. If you have nothing to do, you should go back early."

Yang Chan said.

As if sensing the tense atmosphere, the dog curled up in the corner of the pavilion suddenly stood up, stuck out his tongue, looked at Yang Chan, and then at Yang Jian.

"Third sister..."

Yang Jian opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something else.

Yang Chan had already stood up.

"Third sister, I will come to see you again in a few days."

Yang Jian forced a smile, waved his sleeves, fairy light rolled up, and he left with Roaring Sky Dog.

in situ.

Yang Chan watched Yang Jian go away, then turned around and looked towards the courtyard where Ding Lin was practicing.

……

There are too many loose threads and they are too messy.

Ding Lin is focused.

At some point, when the last bit of impurity was removed, all the threads were finally straightened out.

Ding Lin suddenly came to his senses.

Thoughts return.

Focus your mind on Niwan and let the Qi fall into Dantian.

Ding Lin opened his eyes.

It was at night.

By the pool, Yang Chan stood quietly.

"How many days have I practiced?"

Ding Lin asked.

"Seven days."

Yang Chan replied.

"When you change to a higher level scripture, it will take longer for the first time to practice, as it will purify and change your mana. You changed from a spell to a scripture, and now you can see that there shouldn't be much mana left in your body."

Yang Chan said.

Ding Lin’s inner vision and perception.

Just as Yang Chan said, his original three hundred years of cultivation had evaporated, and his dantian was empty, with only three wisps of purple-black demonic energy swirling around.

From three hundred years to three years...

But Ding Lin was not too panicked. He could feel that he, who only had three strands of magic power at the moment, was far stronger than his previous three hundred years of practice.

What's more, if you gain something, you must lose something, and such a result had been anticipated long before.

"It seems that you have already felt it, so there is no need for me to say more. Since the training method has been successfully modified, what you need to do next is to improve your Taoism with all your strength and condense the demon pill as soon as possible."

"You must know that even if you have become an immortal, as long as you have not achieved the Golden Immortal and comprehended a trace of the immortal golden nature, there will still be a limit to your lifespan."

"The lifespan of monsters that haven't condensed their monster core is about 200 years. The lifespan of carp is even lower, only about 150 years."

"You have eaten more good food than ordinary carp, and you have also entered the Black Water Sutra. You should be able to live longer, but it is unlikely to exceed 200 years. It can barely catch up with the average lifespan of the demon race."

"I see that your bones are over ninety years old, which means you only have about a hundred years left to live."

(End of this chapter)