My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters
Chapter 128 Killing Rakshasa Ghosts, Peach Pickers in the Forest
Chapter 128 Killing Rakshasa Ghosts, Peach Pickers in the Jungle (23)
Swish!
The big moon scimitar slashed on the Panlong Cangyu armor.
It's more like a machete than a long dagger, with all kinds of precious stones dotted on it.
The name of this treasure is Vajra Adornment. It is said that it is made of the material of the Bodhisattva's throne. It is indestructible and indestructible.
click!
When Dayue's scimitar stabbed Panlong Cangyu's armor, the imagined scene of cutting tofu with a kitchen knife did not happen, and the scimitar popped out instead.
The powerful recoil knocked the Samadhi Vajra into the air.
"What kind of magic weapon is this?" Samadhi Vajra couldn't believe it. No one had ever captured his speed, and no one could withstand his blow.
Looking at other places, the [-] monks from Tianzhu and [-] monks from the Central Plains brought by him fought with the people from the four major demon sects, and they were actually at a disadvantage.
When did the Dongtu people become stronger?
Thinking of this, Vajra Samadhi is still a little unbelievable.
What about the opponent's strong defense?
His own speed is fast, and the opponent can only be beaten passively.
Whoa!
This time, the Samadhi Vajra was fully fired.
Countless knives rained down from the sky, and the golden knives formed the pattern of Miaofa lotus.
This is the ultimate method of the Samadhi Vajra, the lotus flower.
At the extremely high speed, time seemed to stop.
Song Lin's eyes couldn't catch him at all.
All of this is done in one-thousandth of a breath.
Bang bang bang!
The knives poured down like a tide, and a series of sparks burst out from the Beaulieu Cangyu Armor.
The scales were smashed into pieces, and just when King Kong Samadhi thought he was about to win, the reality disappointed him again.
The scales of the Panlong Cangyu armor grew out again.
Samadhi King Kong distanced himself.
On the other side, with a thought in Song Lin's mind, the armor turned into a dragon lying at his feet.
"Amitabha, benefactor, put down the butcher knife, and you can become a Buddha right away!" Samadhi Vajra shouted the Buddha's name.
"Really or not? Any crime can become a Buddha?"
"Monks don't lie."
"How about this, my demon nature is deeply rooted, you let me kill it first, and I will convert to Buddhism after the demon nature is gone." Song Lin smiled.
"Hmph, children can't be taught!"
Just as Samadhi King Kong was about to charge up again, Song Lin suddenly smiled: "You are already dead."
"Ok?"
Samadhi Vajra frowned, suddenly felt a tingling pain in the tiger's mouth, looked down, there were two small holes in the tiger's mouth, as if bitten by something.
A scorching energy flowed all over the limbs and bones, and the complexion of Samadhi Vajra changed drastically.
"hateful!!!"
In the eyes of everyone, black blood flowed from the seven orifices of the Samadhi Vajra, and the body turned into pus, and even the soul could not escape.
Under the powerful poison of Panlong, one of the four great arhats fell.
Seeing the death of the leader, the monks in the Central Plains turned ashen. This was their last counterattack.
Soon, they too were wiped out.
In the autumn of the 32nd year of Nuo Gaoji, the Daoist sects of the Central Plains were unified, and all the Daoist sects returned to their ancestral lands, accepting disciples and opening mountains according to the mysterious laws and laws of heaven.
After Tianzhu lost an arhat, he also fell silent, not knowing what big move was brewing.
Zhongnan Mountain, thatched cottage.
Song Lin studied a chicken heart pendant with a coiled dragon pattern on the table, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that it was indeed a fetish of King Mu.
There are three forms in total: dragon form, jade pendant form and armor form.
It's a pity that Panlong has been sleeping for too long, and he doesn't know the ancient stories, otherwise he really wants to ask about the relationship between King Mu and this world, and Kunlun Mountain.
After coming to this world for decades, the source of everything is the dispute between King Wu and the Dragon King of the Four Seas.
But almost all of those left behind were done by King Mu.
Fusang Sanji, then Shentu Yulei, and the prophecies left behind several times.
It always felt like it was arranged by someone.
With a thought in Song Lin's mind, the void changed into a blood-red picture of ghosts.
[Ba Jun travels [-] miles a day, why does King Mu not come back again]
【World】: Nuo Gao Ji
[36 Chongtian]: Four heavenly kings, all realms
[Time Speed]: One to 50 years, one to one month.
【Arrival】: soul
[Type]: Western Kunlun Mythology, Buddhist Mythology, and Eastern Penglai Mythology.
[System]: Buddhist gods, Penglai gods
【Karma Ring】: Seventy percent.
Karma has risen to [-]%.
"The current situation is also clear. Next, as long as you find the Jade Chicken and Stone Chicken, you should be able to transcend this world."
Song Lin thought to himself.
Both of these things are in Tianzhu's hands.
He won't go to Tianzhu during this time, the other party seems to be in a hurry, wait for them to show their feet first.
Since then, Song Lin has been practicing in Zhongnan Mountain.
After the concentration of the mind is achieved, you can feel the opportunity of the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, and enter the foundation building.
Even if you can't enter the alchemy realm, with the experience of building a foundation and breaking through the barrier, you can avoid some detours in another world.
While practicing in the story world, Song Lin taught everyone how to train soldiers during the day.
……
Hidden Sword Villa.
In the training hall.
All the high-level Taoist temples are here.
Song Lin selected eight people.
In front of each of the eight people is an illusory camp board with eight formations of soldiers and horses.
"You have to remember your position, which door you are in, and the arrangement of the formation."
Above the sky, there are a total of eight or sixty-four soldiers and horses.
Erlang God and the Seven Great Saints each control eight soldiers and horses.
And these generals are manipulated by the people below.
Every eight soldiers and horses form an eight-formation figure, and each eight-formation figure forms a larger eight-formation figure with the other seven.
There are also formations in the formations, which are infinitely varied, and are more complex and changeable than the original simple eight formations.
Song Lin called this spell the innate gossip array, which is a more powerful array, which can be multiplied by more than 60 times with one point of power.
If Song Lin himself is the core of the formation and uses the five thunders method to assist rampant soldiers in fighting, the entire Taoist temple will form a whole, and he will not be afraid even if he encounters a master of Jindan.
"kill!"
The rampant soldiers roared angrily, and the demonic aura shook the sky.
The congenital gossip keeps spinning in the sky, making people dazzled, like a sharp flywheel, and the hundred-mile air mechanism vibrates.
"Variety!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the rampant soldiers immediately stopped and changed formation.
If other Taoists see the scene in front of them, they must scare their eyes out.
Song Lin was also overwhelmed when he saw the scene where everyone was united as one.
This is the reason why he wants to be the master of the temple, instead of sitting in this position and letting the people below fight each other, it doesn't make any sense.
Xuanke Guan is a school of military training, gathering the power of everyone, controlling tens of millions or even tens of millions of powerful soldiers, this is the romance of the altar master.
Song Lin wants to reform the Taoist temple, restrict receiving scriptures, and screen the morality of disciples. It is not because of his sense of justice, but because he has his own interests.
Now there are only eight people. In the future, the formation will be subdivided into 800 and 8 people. If the personnel are uneven, the formation will be breached from the inside before they go to the battlefield.
This world is different from the world of altars and temples, but there are top masters.
If the rampant forces cannot be twisted into one rope, then there is no point in having a large number.
Therefore, it is better to understand the most basic management first, establish the threshold precepts, and abandon the Gu system.
If you can't see any effect for a while, you might be ridiculed and complained by others. After accumulating to a certain level in the future, you will be able to exert the power to change the day.
There are already signs of this.
Song Lin looked at the people sweating profusely from the side, his eyes were very clear.
Soon, the drill is over.
Everyone was exhausted.
"How do you feel?" Song Lin stepped forward and asked.
Wang Ziye, the master of the military array and the controller of the Erlang God, said excitedly: "This eight array of soldiers and horses is too powerful, and it feels easier than controlling one's own arm."
The deputy master is Lu Qian, and she is not weaker than Wang Ziye in military training. She said: "It is very simple to use the eight formations of soldiers and horses, but we lack some tacit understanding and the connection is not proficient enough."
"Practice a little more." Wang Ziye said, "Part of the reason is that our cultivation base is a bit poor."
The entire formation has more than 6 people, and the total number that these eight people can control is less than 2.
The rest are rampant soldiers summoned by Song Lin, but Song Lin ordered to listen to them.
So the change of the formation is still a bit stiff, but it will be almost the same with more practice.
Everyone rested for a while, and practiced the Xiantian Bagua formation again.
The proficiency is getting higher and higher, and when this sword is sharpened, it will shock the world.
…………
Meishan jungle.
At this time, an old Taoist in Tsing Yi set off with his disciples, surrounded by thousands of rampant soldiers guarding them, all tall and tall, like the gods enshrined in temples.
This person is Lian Wenzhao, and at the same time, the eldest disciple of Zhao Wuji Jingzhu, who has the highest attainment in jungle training.
After a lot of persuasion from the crowd that day, the Taoist finally convinced the Taoist that Song Lin, a brat, might not be able to control the overall situation.
After all, this is a time of war. If it was before, Song Lin would be a little weaker and less experienced.
Now is the time to gather all your strength to the greatest extent possible.
So Lian Wenzhao was sent to preside over the overall situation, after all, he was also training soldiers.
"Congratulations to the Taoist priest, congratulations to the Taoist priest, you are finally going to be the master of the temple!"
The subordinate next to him complimented.
Lian Wenzhao couldn't show his anger and emotion, although he felt good in his heart, he scolded on the surface: "What nonsense are you talking about? I haven't even written my horoscope yet. Let's talk to fellow Taoist Xuanke Guan first."
The Taoist master was not so ruthless, and did not directly deprive Song Lin of his position.
Instead, let Lian Wenzhao investigate. If Song Lin is indeed qualified, then let it be revealed.
"Is it possible for those bumpkins in Xuankeguan?" Lian Wenzhao thought to himself.
People in the Meishan jungle always have a sense of superiority towards the people below, after all all the methods are handed down from them.
Take the training of soldiers as an example, not to mention his master Zhao Wuji.
Just Lian Wenzhao going down on his own can blow up those bumpkins.
If Lian Wenzhao is a regular army, then the people below are bandits at best.
"No matter what, the position of the viewer is determined!" Lian Wenzhao was full of pride and ambition.
After so many years of hard work, I finally had the opportunity to play outside.
Moreover, it is also a Taoist temple with a relatively good background like Xuanke Temple.
Although it has been worn out a lot, how can I say that the foundation is still there, as long as you recuperate for a period of time, you can return to the peak.
Of course, Lian Wenzhao did not come here with hostility, after all, he is his future subordinate
The first step is to subdue Song Lin who has the highest prestige first.
…………
(The second step is to ask for a monthly pass)
push a lovely book
(End of this chapter)
Swish!
The big moon scimitar slashed on the Panlong Cangyu armor.
It's more like a machete than a long dagger, with all kinds of precious stones dotted on it.
The name of this treasure is Vajra Adornment. It is said that it is made of the material of the Bodhisattva's throne. It is indestructible and indestructible.
click!
When Dayue's scimitar stabbed Panlong Cangyu's armor, the imagined scene of cutting tofu with a kitchen knife did not happen, and the scimitar popped out instead.
The powerful recoil knocked the Samadhi Vajra into the air.
"What kind of magic weapon is this?" Samadhi Vajra couldn't believe it. No one had ever captured his speed, and no one could withstand his blow.
Looking at other places, the [-] monks from Tianzhu and [-] monks from the Central Plains brought by him fought with the people from the four major demon sects, and they were actually at a disadvantage.
When did the Dongtu people become stronger?
Thinking of this, Vajra Samadhi is still a little unbelievable.
What about the opponent's strong defense?
His own speed is fast, and the opponent can only be beaten passively.
Whoa!
This time, the Samadhi Vajra was fully fired.
Countless knives rained down from the sky, and the golden knives formed the pattern of Miaofa lotus.
This is the ultimate method of the Samadhi Vajra, the lotus flower.
At the extremely high speed, time seemed to stop.
Song Lin's eyes couldn't catch him at all.
All of this is done in one-thousandth of a breath.
Bang bang bang!
The knives poured down like a tide, and a series of sparks burst out from the Beaulieu Cangyu Armor.
The scales were smashed into pieces, and just when King Kong Samadhi thought he was about to win, the reality disappointed him again.
The scales of the Panlong Cangyu armor grew out again.
Samadhi King Kong distanced himself.
On the other side, with a thought in Song Lin's mind, the armor turned into a dragon lying at his feet.
"Amitabha, benefactor, put down the butcher knife, and you can become a Buddha right away!" Samadhi Vajra shouted the Buddha's name.
"Really or not? Any crime can become a Buddha?"
"Monks don't lie."
"How about this, my demon nature is deeply rooted, you let me kill it first, and I will convert to Buddhism after the demon nature is gone." Song Lin smiled.
"Hmph, children can't be taught!"
Just as Samadhi King Kong was about to charge up again, Song Lin suddenly smiled: "You are already dead."
"Ok?"
Samadhi Vajra frowned, suddenly felt a tingling pain in the tiger's mouth, looked down, there were two small holes in the tiger's mouth, as if bitten by something.
A scorching energy flowed all over the limbs and bones, and the complexion of Samadhi Vajra changed drastically.
"hateful!!!"
In the eyes of everyone, black blood flowed from the seven orifices of the Samadhi Vajra, and the body turned into pus, and even the soul could not escape.
Under the powerful poison of Panlong, one of the four great arhats fell.
Seeing the death of the leader, the monks in the Central Plains turned ashen. This was their last counterattack.
Soon, they too were wiped out.
In the autumn of the 32nd year of Nuo Gaoji, the Daoist sects of the Central Plains were unified, and all the Daoist sects returned to their ancestral lands, accepting disciples and opening mountains according to the mysterious laws and laws of heaven.
After Tianzhu lost an arhat, he also fell silent, not knowing what big move was brewing.
Zhongnan Mountain, thatched cottage.
Song Lin studied a chicken heart pendant with a coiled dragon pattern on the table, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that it was indeed a fetish of King Mu.
There are three forms in total: dragon form, jade pendant form and armor form.
It's a pity that Panlong has been sleeping for too long, and he doesn't know the ancient stories, otherwise he really wants to ask about the relationship between King Mu and this world, and Kunlun Mountain.
After coming to this world for decades, the source of everything is the dispute between King Wu and the Dragon King of the Four Seas.
But almost all of those left behind were done by King Mu.
Fusang Sanji, then Shentu Yulei, and the prophecies left behind several times.
It always felt like it was arranged by someone.
With a thought in Song Lin's mind, the void changed into a blood-red picture of ghosts.
[Ba Jun travels [-] miles a day, why does King Mu not come back again]
【World】: Nuo Gao Ji
[36 Chongtian]: Four heavenly kings, all realms
[Time Speed]: One to 50 years, one to one month.
【Arrival】: soul
[Type]: Western Kunlun Mythology, Buddhist Mythology, and Eastern Penglai Mythology.
[System]: Buddhist gods, Penglai gods
【Karma Ring】: Seventy percent.
Karma has risen to [-]%.
"The current situation is also clear. Next, as long as you find the Jade Chicken and Stone Chicken, you should be able to transcend this world."
Song Lin thought to himself.
Both of these things are in Tianzhu's hands.
He won't go to Tianzhu during this time, the other party seems to be in a hurry, wait for them to show their feet first.
Since then, Song Lin has been practicing in Zhongnan Mountain.
After the concentration of the mind is achieved, you can feel the opportunity of the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, and enter the foundation building.
Even if you can't enter the alchemy realm, with the experience of building a foundation and breaking through the barrier, you can avoid some detours in another world.
While practicing in the story world, Song Lin taught everyone how to train soldiers during the day.
……
Hidden Sword Villa.
In the training hall.
All the high-level Taoist temples are here.
Song Lin selected eight people.
In front of each of the eight people is an illusory camp board with eight formations of soldiers and horses.
"You have to remember your position, which door you are in, and the arrangement of the formation."
Above the sky, there are a total of eight or sixty-four soldiers and horses.
Erlang God and the Seven Great Saints each control eight soldiers and horses.
And these generals are manipulated by the people below.
Every eight soldiers and horses form an eight-formation figure, and each eight-formation figure forms a larger eight-formation figure with the other seven.
There are also formations in the formations, which are infinitely varied, and are more complex and changeable than the original simple eight formations.
Song Lin called this spell the innate gossip array, which is a more powerful array, which can be multiplied by more than 60 times with one point of power.
If Song Lin himself is the core of the formation and uses the five thunders method to assist rampant soldiers in fighting, the entire Taoist temple will form a whole, and he will not be afraid even if he encounters a master of Jindan.
"kill!"
The rampant soldiers roared angrily, and the demonic aura shook the sky.
The congenital gossip keeps spinning in the sky, making people dazzled, like a sharp flywheel, and the hundred-mile air mechanism vibrates.
"Variety!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the rampant soldiers immediately stopped and changed formation.
If other Taoists see the scene in front of them, they must scare their eyes out.
Song Lin was also overwhelmed when he saw the scene where everyone was united as one.
This is the reason why he wants to be the master of the temple, instead of sitting in this position and letting the people below fight each other, it doesn't make any sense.
Xuanke Guan is a school of military training, gathering the power of everyone, controlling tens of millions or even tens of millions of powerful soldiers, this is the romance of the altar master.
Song Lin wants to reform the Taoist temple, restrict receiving scriptures, and screen the morality of disciples. It is not because of his sense of justice, but because he has his own interests.
Now there are only eight people. In the future, the formation will be subdivided into 800 and 8 people. If the personnel are uneven, the formation will be breached from the inside before they go to the battlefield.
This world is different from the world of altars and temples, but there are top masters.
If the rampant forces cannot be twisted into one rope, then there is no point in having a large number.
Therefore, it is better to understand the most basic management first, establish the threshold precepts, and abandon the Gu system.
If you can't see any effect for a while, you might be ridiculed and complained by others. After accumulating to a certain level in the future, you will be able to exert the power to change the day.
There are already signs of this.
Song Lin looked at the people sweating profusely from the side, his eyes were very clear.
Soon, the drill is over.
Everyone was exhausted.
"How do you feel?" Song Lin stepped forward and asked.
Wang Ziye, the master of the military array and the controller of the Erlang God, said excitedly: "This eight array of soldiers and horses is too powerful, and it feels easier than controlling one's own arm."
The deputy master is Lu Qian, and she is not weaker than Wang Ziye in military training. She said: "It is very simple to use the eight formations of soldiers and horses, but we lack some tacit understanding and the connection is not proficient enough."
"Practice a little more." Wang Ziye said, "Part of the reason is that our cultivation base is a bit poor."
The entire formation has more than 6 people, and the total number that these eight people can control is less than 2.
The rest are rampant soldiers summoned by Song Lin, but Song Lin ordered to listen to them.
So the change of the formation is still a bit stiff, but it will be almost the same with more practice.
Everyone rested for a while, and practiced the Xiantian Bagua formation again.
The proficiency is getting higher and higher, and when this sword is sharpened, it will shock the world.
…………
Meishan jungle.
At this time, an old Taoist in Tsing Yi set off with his disciples, surrounded by thousands of rampant soldiers guarding them, all tall and tall, like the gods enshrined in temples.
This person is Lian Wenzhao, and at the same time, the eldest disciple of Zhao Wuji Jingzhu, who has the highest attainment in jungle training.
After a lot of persuasion from the crowd that day, the Taoist finally convinced the Taoist that Song Lin, a brat, might not be able to control the overall situation.
After all, this is a time of war. If it was before, Song Lin would be a little weaker and less experienced.
Now is the time to gather all your strength to the greatest extent possible.
So Lian Wenzhao was sent to preside over the overall situation, after all, he was also training soldiers.
"Congratulations to the Taoist priest, congratulations to the Taoist priest, you are finally going to be the master of the temple!"
The subordinate next to him complimented.
Lian Wenzhao couldn't show his anger and emotion, although he felt good in his heart, he scolded on the surface: "What nonsense are you talking about? I haven't even written my horoscope yet. Let's talk to fellow Taoist Xuanke Guan first."
The Taoist master was not so ruthless, and did not directly deprive Song Lin of his position.
Instead, let Lian Wenzhao investigate. If Song Lin is indeed qualified, then let it be revealed.
"Is it possible for those bumpkins in Xuankeguan?" Lian Wenzhao thought to himself.
People in the Meishan jungle always have a sense of superiority towards the people below, after all all the methods are handed down from them.
Take the training of soldiers as an example, not to mention his master Zhao Wuji.
Just Lian Wenzhao going down on his own can blow up those bumpkins.
If Lian Wenzhao is a regular army, then the people below are bandits at best.
"No matter what, the position of the viewer is determined!" Lian Wenzhao was full of pride and ambition.
After so many years of hard work, I finally had the opportunity to play outside.
Moreover, it is also a Taoist temple with a relatively good background like Xuanke Temple.
Although it has been worn out a lot, how can I say that the foundation is still there, as long as you recuperate for a period of time, you can return to the peak.
Of course, Lian Wenzhao did not come here with hostility, after all, he is his future subordinate
The first step is to subdue Song Lin who has the highest prestige first.
…………
(The second step is to ask for a monthly pass)
push a lovely book
(End of this chapter)
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