"Anyway, I'm already blind, what's so convenient or inconvenient. This is not the place to talk, come with me. ”

The blind old man was silent for a moment, then turned and walked towards the tower.

"Lin Dong boy, although you are here to save the scene, you can't use such things as a joke to expose Senior Brother Gumo's wounds."

On the way, Wudao said in a low voice.

"Please also rest assured that the disciple already has some confidence in his heart, but he still needs to be further explored and confirmed."

Lin shook his head, he was not stupid, he would tease the elders of the sect with such things.

After weaving through several hidden corridors, the destination arrived.

In the unusually simple stone room, there is only a bed, a table and a chair, which is the residence of the blind old man, the Mahayana immortal talisman master, who has lived for hundreds of years.

"Let's get started, you don't need to be scrupulous, just do it."

The blind old man stretched out his finger and pointed to the open space opposite, and sat down directly.

Lin Dong, who was sitting opposite him, nodded, and then realized the nervous eyes on one side, and pressed his two fingers together on the eyebrows of the blind old man, and the majestic spiritual power swept out like a surging torrent.

"Twenty-year-old Eight Seals Top Heavenly Rune Master, this kind of talent is far inferior to Zhou Tong's junior brother back then."

The blind old man smiled with relief, and immediately let go of his spiritual defense without hesitation, and accepted Lin Dong's spiritual torrent into his body.

In Lin Dong's spiritual vision, the blind old man's gray-white eyes were wrapped with dense gray silk threads, like maggots on tarsal bones, wrapping the entire eyeball tightly impermeable.

The rich and cold aura released from the gray silk thread was constantly eroding the two withered and shriveled eyeballs, exuding bursts of ominousness.

"Yin and cold qi, this is the culprit that caused Uncle Gu Mo's blindness. It seems that the defects of the desolate demon eyes, the desolate hall and town hall martial arts, are too great, and if the cultivators do not have the protection of heaven and earth gods like the ancestral stone, they will practice one blind one. ”

"Zu Shi has the divine effect of deducing and perfecting martial arts exercises, I have to find an opportunity to remove the side effect of the desolate demon eyes and return it to the hall to benefit the follow-up disciples of my desolate hall."

"But now, let's see if we can help Uncle Gu Mo solve this stubborn disease."

Thinking of this, Lin Dong's heart moved, and the ancestral stone hidden between his eyebrows suddenly shone brightly, and a gentle milky white light flowed into the blind old man's body along his spiritual tentacles, and shone on the gray silk thread wrapped around his eyeballs.

"Snort!"

The gray silk threads melted as quickly as ice and snow under the sun, and the large gray net that was tightly wrapped around the eyeballs was immediately opened.

At the same time, the outside world.

"Bang !!"

The blind old man's complexion changed suddenly, and the hands hanging on his sides grabbed the ground uncontrollably, and the bluestone floor under the seat was immediately pinched and exploded by him, and two shocking blood lines continued to overflow from the corners of his eyes, which was terrifying.

"Senior Brother Gumer, what's wrong with you? Lin Dong, stop! ”

Enlightenment, whose nerves had been tense, immediately became anxious, and he stretched out his hand to separate the two.

"Enlightenment, don't be nervous, it's a good thing, I can feel that the damn things that have plagued me for a hundred years have been slowly opened. In fact, I've never been better. ”

The blind old man opened his eyes and wiped away the blood from the corners of his eyes, a rare smile on the dry skin of the ravines.

"Lin Dong, tell me about it."

Enlightenment's figure froze, and he turned to look at Lin Dong.

"Uncle Gu Mo, your eyes are caused by the desolate demon eyes of the Zhendian Martial Arts that cultivated my desolate hall, right?" Lin Dong pondered for a moment and said.

"Well, something went wrong when I was cultivating back then." The blind old man cherishes words like gold.

"Senior Uncle Gu Mo should have noticed it just now, the kind of power I have mastered can purify the cold power brought by the barren demon eyes, but the cold qi accumulated in your eyes is too much and too long, so you can only adopt a strategy of encroaching step by step."

"I think it will be completely cleaned up in about a month, and then I will give you a purifying power to put in the center of your eyebrows, and you can completely solve the problem of erosion, but the process may be more painful."

"As long as you can regain your eyesight, this pain is nothing."

The blind old man shook his head, although after his transformation of spiritual power, he could see this piece of heaven and earth more clearly, but the eyes were always one of the most precious body organs of a martial artist, if there was an opportunity, of course he wanted to restore it.

"That's it, the old man doesn't take advantage of you, after you finish choosing martial arts, you will stay here to practice for a month, and then you will help me treat my eyes every day, how about I teach you to practice martial arts?"

The blind old man slowly got up and said.

"Lin Dong, why are you still stunned? Hurry up. ”

Wudao was slightly stunned, and then pushed Lin Dong violently.

The blind old man has suppressed the Martial Arts Hall for more than 100 years, and he is proficient in most of the martial arts in the Deserted Palace, even if he has never cultivated, he can also guide Lin Dong from a commanding height.

Having a martial arts master teach you hand-in-hand for a month is an excellent treatment that many martial artists dream of, and it will definitely benefit a lot.

"It's a deal." Lin Dong took advantage of the situation and gave it up.

"Let's go, I'll take you to choose martial arts, first learn the absurd tricks, and then talk about it, I can't lose my housekeeping skills in the desolate palace. The desolate energy derived from the absurd recipe is the foundation of many martial arts in my desolate hall, and it is not an exaggeration to call the mother of all laws in the previous sentence. ”

Knowing that there was still hope for his eyes to recover, the blind old man's mood seemed to be much better, and he kept babbling and telling along the way, and he was stunned for a while.

Bastard, you guys pay me back my cold brother!!

The deputy hall master of the desolate hall and the great elder of the desolate hall martial arts hall joined forces to lead the team, and they selected martial arts for a disciple, and this luxurious lineup instantly stunned many disciples along the way.

It's just that when everyone found out that disciple was the chief of the Deserted Palace, they all suddenly showed a sudden look, it turned out that this big guy had come here, no wonder.

Under the leadership of the blind old man, Lin Dong soon came to a central ancient hall of the Martial Arts Hall, inside the main hall was a huge platform, on which a huge stone about the size of a hundred zhang was suspended.

The whole body of the boulder is gray, and the surface is covered with large and hideous cracks, just a light glance, there will be a barren, vicissitudes and ancient scenery paved.

The land within a radius of 100 zhang was a withered and gray image, as if all the vitality in it had been sucked away, which was the same as the scene when Jiang Hao and the others used their desolation power before.

Many of the disciples of the Desolate Hall were scattered around the gray boulder and closed their eyes to cultivate, as if they were cultivating some secret method, but they didn't dare to approach easily, they should be afraid of something.