My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 36 Fengtai throws a dragon

Three checkpoints are gradually rising.

Accompanied by a majestic shout, the conference officially kicked off.

The magnificent palace, the green smoke curling up.

Inside the main hall, above the desk, surrounded by a group of Taoist priests dressed in blue cassocks, wearing yin and yang crowns, with high aura.

On the table is a sand table with a radius of one foot.

Flames were burning on the sand table, and pieces of land were suspended by the scorching magma, with ant-sized people on them.

The scene in front of me is clearly the scene of the Sanguan Conference.

Da da da!
A veteran Taoist in Xuanpao walked in outside the hall door.

The temperament of the old Taoist is gloomy, and the green robe is painted with dragons and phoenixes.

When everyone saw this person, they immediately stood up and bowed their hands in greeting: "Meet the sutra master!"

This person is one of the five masters of Meishan Forest and the host of this meeting.

"Sit down, you're welcome!" The sutra smiled. He walked to the volcanic sand table and looked at the ants-like people. , it should be on you."

"No, it's the abbot who teaches well."

Abbot is the name of the Taoist master of the Meishan jungle, but it is generally called the Taoist leader.

Daochang is a very common title, and there is another kind of title, adult, who is a lower-level person who has a secular position to address a superior. Of course, there is nothing wrong with being called Daochang.

"Sit down, sit down!"

The Lord directed everyone to sit down.

"Since everyone has no opinions, let's start."

The mantra was chanting in the mouth of the master, and the majestic voice Song Lin heard just now was from the master.

Soon, the people below began to pass the level.

The scripture master happened to be sitting next to Taoist Jiuyou, and the two seemed to be old acquaintances.

"Jiuyou, is the inner alchemy stable?"

The road of cultivating the Tao is divided into meditation, fetal breathing, Qi training, calming the mind, forming alchemy, Zifu and so on.

Before the alchemy, there is a foundation building pass. This stage is the most dangerous. Once there are shortcomings, it will have a great impact on the future road.

Jiuyou entered the Netherworld when he was young, and obtained Jiuyou Taiyin True Qi, but because of this, his roots were injured by the Nether Devil Qi, which led to flaws in the formation of alchemy.

Jiuyou's face was upright, his skin was as white as jade, but there was a hint of demonic energy between his brows, he smiled wryly when he heard this: "No, I have tried countless methods, but none of them can be cured, let's see what happens in the future."

"It's okay, the next Fengtai Toulong is coming soon, are you interested in running?"

Fengtai Toulong is a forest general meeting hosted by the Yinshan Shengwei Daomen in the Southern Legend. Once every Jiazi, a new abbot is elected.

Theoretically, the viewers and high-level members of the Conglin are eligible to run for election.

"Throwing the dragon? Forget it, I'm not qualified."

The sutra master smiled and said, "Don't belittle yourself, after all, you are also a Taoist who has formed alchemy and has the five thunder scriptures."

While the master was speaking, consciously or unconsciously, he looked at Jiuyou's face.

"Haha, I'm a disabled person, so I'm not qualified to run for office." Jiuyou was stunned for a moment and said.

"Then why don't you support me? When the old man becomes the abbot, he will definitely help you stabilize the inner alchemy."

"Let's talk about it, I will go back to retreat next time, I don't know when I will come out." Jiuyou's tone was tight, and he didn't express his opinion at all.

"Haha, it's okay." The master changed the subject, "There are a lot of geniuses recently, who do you like more?"

Jiuyou pointed at Xuanke Sanying, and said louder: "Of course it's my Xuankeguan three."

The Taoist priest in feather clothes next to him heard Jiuyou's yelling, and immediately chuckled: "Haha, Jiuyou, those three can beat my two disciples?"

"Stop pretending, isn't my Daoist with the concept of Qi better than you?"

"Nonsense, I'm the number one monster!"

The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

The Sanguan Conference is not only a contest between Taoist boys, but also a proof of the strength of Taoist temples.

In previous years, the view of food qi and the view of true monsters came out on top.

It's not that they are powerful, but that they practice demon arts, but all demon arts must be quick, and they are usually stronger than those in the same realm in the early stage.

Everyone's eyes focused on the sand table.

The three-level meeting has begun.

Song Lin looked at the paper bridge as white as rice paper. Although he didn't know why it wasn't burned by the flames, but judging by its strength, it shouldn't be able to support the weight of an adult.

Everyone didn't want to be the first bird, and they continued to wait and see.

"Haha, a bunch of cowards, I'll go!"

A Taoist boy called out eight blue-eyed crows. The crows grabbed his clothes, hung them in the air, and then flew across the paper bridge.

It started off smoothly, but in the middle of the flight, the fire cloud above the sky spit out a tongue of fire.

The eight crows were burned to ashes on the spot, and Daotong's back was dripping with blood, and then he fell on the paper bridge, fell into the sea of ​​fire, was pierced through his chest by a sword, and died.

"You can't fly too high." Song Lin concluded in his mind, and the timing of the flames flying out was regular.

Next, people began to cross the bridge one after another.

Some people stuck a magic amulet on their legs, trying to cross the paper bridge at a very fast speed, but it fell halfway.

The people next door toward Zhenguan actually all passed by.

Somehow, they made their bodies as light as feathers, and floated gently across the paper bridge with the breeze.

"Let's go, it's very simple." Lin Yang said confidently, the ink lines on Lin Yang's body expanded and covered his whole body, and he turned into a red-haired evil spirit.

Then easily fly over the paper bridge at low altitude.

"Heisha magic?" Song Lin asked in surprise.

It turned out that Lin Yang specialized in this technique.

Song Lin was still watching.

Li Xuan didn't seem to notice him, and stepped on a flying sword across the bridge.

"Go too!"

Song Lin spat out a mouthful of Chilong Qi.

True Qi attached to his feet, making his body as light as a feather, and slowly stepped on the paper bridge.

He didn't reveal the fact that he could fly.

Soon, he also crossed the bridge and came to Lin Yang's side.

"Yo, I didn't expect you to pass, congratulations."

A strange voice came from the side.

It was Li Xuan, and Li Xuan was standing beside Chi Yang.

"Brainless, I don't know how to live or die." Song Lin left a sentence, and then ignored it.

"Very well, I hope you'll still be so stubborn for a while." Facing Song Lin who was about to die, Li Xuan's temper became less irritable.

Chi Yang took a look at the two of them, and said suspiciously: "What's wrong with you? No matter what the grievances are, let's put it aside for now, we will go out together, don't let others see the joke."

"Brother Dao, this is the pill thief I told you about. He stole Master Wude's pill. Otherwise, how could he be qualified to participate in the third level?"

Chi Yang looked at Song Lin and said:
"It turned out to be you. Uncle Wude asked me to deal with you. I don't think it's necessary. If you can go back alive, you can apologize and admit your mistakes. Ask for leniency."

"Brother Dao... this!" Li Xuan was stunned.

"Go, let's go through the barrier first."

Chi Yang is also a shrewd person, how could he be used as a spear.

Li Xuan was a little disappointed, it seemed that he could only use the backhand left by his master for a while.

Thinking of this, he felt the blessing between his brows.

This blessing is [God Covers Ghost Assist], which can confuse people's hearts, summon countless ghost claws, pull people into the ground, and use it in the oil pan for a while.

Song Lin looked at Li Xuan's back, and suddenly said, "Wait a minute, fellow Daoist Li!"

"Oh? What's the matter?" Li Xuan turned around.

"I will offend you today, I hope your Excellency..."

Song Lin slowly approached Li Xuan.

"Apologize now? Haha...uh!"

Whoa!
A red light flashed in front of his eyes.

I saw the flaming sword flying out of Song Lin's waist, and shot it in the air, spanning three feet, and piercing his chest.

"Eh...you..." Li Xuan looked at the wooden sword on his chest in disbelief.

It was unexpected that Song Lin was so strong, and even more unexpected that Song Lin would do it in full view.

thump!
Li Xuan's body fell to the ground, and only Song Lin's expressionless face was seen before he died.

"Idiot." Song Lin mocked.

Since you want to do it, keep a low profile.

Li Xuan looked confident, 'I have the hole card', didn't he force himself to kill him?

It is dangerous to pass the level, if this guy makes trouble again, the consequences will be unpredictable, even if he leaves someone with a clue, he will kill him.

(End of this chapter)