Human beings are in a state of deception, and immortality begins with the secret book of origami.

Chapter 3 Yinbamen, the secret technique of paper-tying
After listening to this, Mu Lin understood the problem of choosing exercises.

If they choose earth-level techniques, they may not be able to successfully awaken their souls within a hundred days. At that time, they will face the situation of being expelled from the Dao Palace.

But choosing low-level skills is not good. There is no future, and the Taoist palace will naturally not cultivate it carefully.

"Getting started is a test, and this test is a bit cruel..."

Halfway through thinking, Mu Lin suddenly realized that it was right to test cruelly.

This is not a time of peace. The Taoist Palace is training Mu Lin and the others, let alone letting them practice slowly.

They need to fight against weird evil spirits, demons and evil spirits.

Most of these evil spirits are difficult to deal with and have strange abilities. Without a clear judgment, it is easy to die on your own.

"No, it's not just us who will die... Qi practitioners have a very high status. Once we make a mistake in judgment, the soldiers and ordinary people who follow us will also die on a large scale."

"Considering this, why don't we take a test before getting started to screen out those who can't clearly understand ourselves..."

Here, Mu Lin was quietly thinking about the meaning of this assessment, and there was a buzz of discussion in the classroom.

In this regard, Taoist Ma did not stop him. He just said lightly: "It is not necessary to choose the method. You can think about it for three days, as long as you make a good choice within three days. But there is one thing to remember, these three days, also Counted within the hundred days of spiritual enlightenment.”

After saying that, Taoist Ma stood up first and was about to walk towards the Tao Palace Sutra Pavilion.

Seeing this, Mu Lin did not hesitate and immediately followed.

And it was not just Mu Lin who did this. Most of the people got up and followed Master Ma. Only a few people hesitated.

Ignoring the latter, Mu Lin and others followed Taoist Ma and walked quietly towards the Sutra Pavilion.

After half a cup of tea, everyone arrived at the location of the Sutra Pavilion.

It was a seven-story tower, and Mu Lin and the others could only enter the first floor.

"Okay, go in, you can browse through it at will and choose slowly... But remember, the Hundred Days of Spiritual Awakening has begun from now on."

After the words fell, everyone swarmed into the Sutra Pavilion.

After arriving at the Sutra Pavilion, a scene that made Mu Lin sigh appeared. The children of the family who had been quite active just now, after entering the Sutra Pavilion, went straight to some exercises without hesitation.

Ordinary people have not yet figured out the situation and the layout of the Sutra Pavilion. The group of people took the required skills and came to an old man in the Sutra Pavilion to register.

This scene confused many civilians.

Mu Lin was not like this, but he also understood one thing:

"The competition has begun!"

The time for successful spiritual enlightenment is related to everyone's status in the Tao Palace and access to resources. Those family members are competing against time.

When he finished thinking, some family members had already picked up the jade slips and read them.

His acquaintance Zong Xiu also returned with part of the technique. When he saw Mu Lin, he hesitated and came over to remind him.

"Brother Mu, don't be clever and choose the same exercises as us. The best is not the most suitable. Before entering the Tao Palace, our parents had already found someone to help us consult and choose the method for us. The skills and resources required for the skills have been prepared, so we can practice as soon as we find the skills."

"But you can't. You chose the same technique as us, but if you don't have the resources..."

Zong Xiu didn't say the next words, but Mu Lin already understood what he meant.

Most of the powerful techniques require rare resources. If they choose powerful techniques regardless of the actual situation, they will never be able to achieve spiritual awakening within a hundred days.

As for the children of the family who have extra resources, they have an advantage over ordinary civilian children when they practice. Is this unfair to ordinary civilians?

In the feudal era, there was fairness.

Moreover, the current Great Ling Dynasty was strictly speaking in wartime, which made the senior officials only care about the strength of the students from the Dao Dao Palace and did not care at all how their abilities were cultivated. As long as they were strong, they were right.

While thinking about what he had and what he didn't have, Mu Lin clasped his hands and said a little gratefully and even a little apologetically: "Thank you, Brother Zong, for reminding me, but my family also chose the technique for me."

"Ugh?!"

These words made Zong Xiu stunned.

"Family, choose the technique... Do you have a Qi practitioner in your family?" "My grandfather is a Taoist monk."

Hearing this, Zong Xiu felt a little embarrassed on his face.

"Brother Mu, you are being unreasonable. You acted so ignorant yesterday. Aren't you amusing me?"

Not wanting to lose this friend, Mu Lin explained:

"This is really not true. A few days ago, Brother Xiaohuo Rebellion in Anping City still remembers it."

"Of course I remember. It is said that the culprit this time is the strange night lantern, and it was sealed by our little princess in Wuzhou..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly froze:

"Wait a minute, Brother Mu, are you the one whose memory was burned by the lantern?"

"Well, because most of my memory was burned by the night fire, I really don't know much about cultivation. I also want to thank my elder brother for his explanation yesterday."

"...You're welcome. Since you have family to help you choose, go ahead."

Knowing that Mu Lin had his reasons and was not trying to amuse himself, Zong Xiu was no longer angry.

However, it was his time to practice now, so he ran off to practice without daring to say much to Muchen.

Mu Lin also entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

However, he did not choose the technique that his grandfather had chosen for him when he came up. Instead, he browsed around the Scripture Pavilion first.

Mu Lin also had his own reasons for doing this.

As a qigong practitioner who had become a monk on the way, Mu Lin's grandfather had his own adventures.

He once encountered the tomb of a senior from Yinbamen in a cave and obtained the inheritance of that senior.

The so-called eight gates of Yin are the paper maker, the coffin bearer, the longevity wood maker, the corpse carryer, the embalmer, the corpse remover, the tailor (who repairs the body of the dead), and the executioner.

Grandpa Mu Lin acquired the secret technique of paper-tying, one of the inheritances of the Eight Yin Sects.

Because paper-tying is often associated with funerals, it looks quite gloomy and has an extremely bad reputation. Therefore, if given a choice, Mu Lin did not want to choose it.

Although, according to Grandpa Mu Lin, the source of this magic is the Taoist sect's most authentic Immortal magic method.

The paper crane commonly used by Daozong is also a classic secret technique of paper-tying.

And the core of this secret book is also quite authentic.

It requires Mu Lin to cultivate a breath of good fortune, so that the paper man can move. The material is not the key, the most important thing is the breath of good fortune.

In fairy tales, there are immortals who fold paper into soldiers, or make other things move. After making the utensil, they will blow a breath. This breath is the energy of creation, and it is also the source of the paper man's ability to move and fight.

However, no matter how well Grandpa Mu Lin describes the secret art of paper-making, it cannot change the fact that ninety-nine percent of paper-making craftsmen will go astray, and their reputation will be extremely bad.

Mu Lin even suspected that some of the legends told by his grandfather were probably the ancestors of Zha Zhi's lineage, trying to put money on his face.

Not wanting to fall into a situation where everyone was shouting for beatings, Mu Lin prepared to take a closer look in the Sutra Pavilion to see if there were any better options.

Because this choice was quite important, Mu Lin first took a few deep breaths to calm down his anxious mood, and then slowly walked into the Sutra Pavilion.

"My spiritual root talent is mediocre and I don't have any talent yet. I am basically not qualified to compete for first-class or even second-class treatment. Therefore, it is not necessary for me to rush to choose a technique and practice against the clock."

"On the contrary, I chose the wrong exercise method, which had a great impact on me."

Thinking like this, Mu Lin was ready to spend a day selecting his own exercises.

Because he didn't know the specific situation in the Sutra Pavilion, Mu Lin had not thought about which technique to choose.

But Mu Lin knew very well which types of exercises could not be chosen.

"Resource-demanding techniques, no matter how strong or weak they are, are not suitable for me."

(End of this chapter)