Chapter 219 The eyes recover and the demon eyes are deduced
"It's disciple Meng Lang who lets the two junior uncles accompany Lin Dong to fool around."
Lin Dong stood up and bowed. Three days were enough for him to absorb all the inheritance.
"What you do is what you do, there is nothing to regret."
The blind old man waved his hand, then turned around and told Wu Dao: "Wu Dao, you are the deputy palace master of my Huangdian. Don't stay here for too long. Go back to where you should be and assist that boy Chen Zhen."
"As for Lin Dong, let him stay in the Martial Arts Hall for a month to practice quietly. During this time, I will teach him well. I, the chief of the Huangdian Hall, must not lag behind others."
"Understood, I will leave now after enlightenment."
Wu Dao nodded gently, turned around and left without any hesitation.
"Come with me, let me see how well you have mastered the Desolate Demonic Eyes first."
The blind old man glanced at Lin Dong and led him towards the special martial arts training platform behind the martial arts hall, quite vigorously.
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Time flew by as the old man and the young man taught each other, and Lin Dong even missed the monthly duel between the moon and the moon in the deserted palace.
In the words of a blind old man, what's the point of playing a game like that played by children? Besides, the quality of Yuebi in the Huangdian Palace is even worse. The annual Four Palaces Competition is the only one worth watching. If you don't go, don't go.
I wonder if Wu Dao would faint in tears in the arms of Master Chen Zhen if he knew that his senior brother Gu Mo commented so much on Yue Bi of his own organization
A month later, inside the stone room.
"Uncle Gu Mo, how are you feeling?"
Lin Dong removed two fingers from the blind old man's eyebrows, and the gentle light dissipated, waiting expectantly for his reply.
During this month, Lin Dong would take action every day, using the purifying power of the ancestral stone to help the blind old man dissolve the coldness in his eyes bit by bit.
Today is the last time. The last remnants of the cold power in the eyes of the blind old man have also been cleaned. It depends on the effect.
"It's still very blurry, and I can barely see a blurry figure."
The blind old man restrained his mental power and tried to simply observe the world in front of him with his own eyes, but the effect was somewhat poor, and his words were inevitably mixed with a touch of disappointment.
"Don't worry, Uncle Gu Mo is a powerful person in the Dzogchen Realm of Shengxuan. The energy of life in his body is endless. As long as the heart and head do not suffer fatal blows, the damage to other body parts will soon be healed. Repaired by Qi.”
"Uncle Master, the Shengsheng Qi in your body could not function before because it was interfered by the strange Yin and Cold Qi. Now that the Yin and Cold Qi accumulated in your body is gone, the Shengsheng Qi will soon be able to function normally."
"I think that in a few days at most, my uncle's eyes will be able to see like normal people."
Lin Dong was patient and comforted him softly.
"Haha, I am confused because I care about you. I don't want to live for hundreds of years, but today I am not as clear-eyed as a junior."
The blind old man laughed out loud, as if he remembered something, and then ordered:
"The power of purification should come from a powerful ancient artifact, right? Your luck is really good, and you can compete with the young palace master of Jiutian Taiqing Palace. Remember, before you set foot in the profound realm of life and death, After that, don’t show it to anyone.”
"Ling Qingzhu is the young palace master of Jiutian Taiqing Palace, and there are countless mysterious and powerful people accompanying him. You don't have this kind of treatment, so be careful."
"Yes, disciple understands." Lin Dong nodded lightly.
"By the way, where is the purifying power you promised me before? Without the suppression of the purifying power, if I continue to use the Desolate Demonic Eyes in the future, I will still be at risk of blindness."
After a month of getting along, the conversation between the old man and the young man became quite casual.
"The gifted purification power will eventually be used up. It will need to be replenished in the future. It treats the symptoms but not the root cause. I already have a better way to deal with it."
Lin shook his head and said that he had not forgotten the matter.
"A better way to handle this?"
The blind old man, or Gu Mo, looked at Lin Dong in confusion.
Even though he could only see a blurry figure with his eyes, he insisted on using his eyes to see because he liked to observe directly with the naked eye. After a hundred years, he finally found this feeling again.
"Well, uncle, take a look at this."
Lin Dong flicked his fingertips at Gu Mo, and a light and shadow suddenly hit the center of his eyebrows. Gu Mo did not dodge and accepted it calmly.
"This is not the method of cultivating the Desolate Demonic Eyes... No, there are changes. A large part of it is different from the original code. You have modified the method of cultivating the Desolate Demonic Eyes?!!"
Gu Mo suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Lin Dong with great surprise.
The Demonic Eyes of Desolation were created by the Taoist ancestors based on the dreams of the Great Desolation Monument and combined with their own learning. It was the pinnacle of power that suppressed one party in ancient times.
Those who can modify the martial arts techniques he created must at least be master-level beings who have set foot in the wheel-turning realm, or even top experts who have touched the reincarnation realm. All of them have been immersed in martial arts for thousands of years.
Lin Dong is only twenty years old, and his cultivation is still in the Nirvana realm. How can he have the ability to correct the Taoist sect's secret knowledge? Is it true that anyone is born knowing this?
"Well, I think the shortcomings of the Desolate Demonic Eyes are too great. Not all disciples of the Desolate Palace have ancient divine objects to suppress themselves like me. To learn it, you have to pay the price of blindness."
"So, while practicing the four martial arts this month, this disciple took the time to perfect the Desolate Demonic Eyes, completely eliminating the shortcomings of eroding the eyes."
Lin Dong smiled slightly and acknowledged it openly.
"...T-Take time?"
Gu Mo's mind suddenly fell into a trance, and he couldn't help but fall into deep contemplation.
"Well, Uncle Gu Mo, what's wrong with you?"
Looking at Gu Mo who suddenly fell silent, Lin Dong said in confusion.
"Nothing, I need to confirm whether your changes are feasible, so that I can continue to make the next judgment."
Gu Mo took a deep breath, and the revised version of the Desolate Demonic Eyes cultivation method quickly circulated in his mind. His thin hands were lightly clasped together, and the seals were changing as fast as lightning.
"Buzz!"
As the fingertip seals continued to beat, gray light gathered between the eyebrows, and a gray demonic eye filled with extremely ferocious aura quickly emerged.
Although the closed demonic eyes had not officially opened yet, the slightest breath that escaped caused ripples in the surrounding space, which was enough to show what kind of terrifying blow was brewing within it.
"Desolate Demonic Eyes, disperse!"
After drinking lightly, the gray demonic eyes squirmed for a moment, and finally disappeared between his eyebrows unwillingly, and the space returned to calm.
"When I used the Desolate Demonic Eyes, new cold air did not continue to erode my eyes. It's true. It's true. You actually succeeded in perfecting the Desolate Demonic Eyes."
Gu Mo opened his eyes still unfinished, his withered face full of joy, staring at Lin Dong as if he had found a treasure.