My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 39 Temptation of ghosts and gods, the world of repairing the moon (for further reading)

Xixiang dies, and the leader decides.

The crowd suddenly burst into an uproar.

"Upset! Haha, wonderful!"

"This person has a cautious personality. If he is not sure, he will never make a move. If he makes a move, he will decide the world. Haha, he has my demeanor!"

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a calm Daoist boy. There must be a world in the future."

The Master of the True Demon Temple's complexion was livid, his golden vertical pupils flickered with murderous intent, and he said dissatisfiedly:

"Hmph, it's just a matter of how brave you are, killing two or three times, let's see later? And the leader..."

During the Daoist period, the talents of many geniuses were not fully developed, and the difference between a genius and an ordinary Daoist was actually not that big.

The battle of life and death is often won by the experienced, bold and careful person.

Obviously, Song Lin is such a person.

Including Jiuyou think so.

Song Lin is obviously not talented, even if he wins the top spot, he values ​​corpse Yinhua more.

For a person like Shi Yinhua, the result of one day's practice is equivalent to that of an ordinary Taoist boy for ten days.

Regardless of how powerful Song Lin is now, after two or three years, the gap between the two will be widened.

However, Jiuyou would not look down on Song Lin because of this, after all, he saved face for himself, so he retorted: "Unfortunately, your disciple can't see that time!"

"you!"

"Okay, okay, the three-level meeting is over, get ready to pack up and leave, the old man is going to return the fire palace to the jungle Taoist." The scripture master stepped forward to smooth things over.

After all, he walked to the front of the sand table and pushed away the lingering fire clouds above.

There were seven or eight hundred Taoist boys below, but only 45 of them passed the level in the end.

At this time, the fire cloud above the head dissipated, revealing more than a dozen huge human faces.

The human face's gaze is like a torch, occupying the entire sky, and the people below are as small as ants.

Everyone was so overwhelmed that they were so majestic that they were enviable.

The Taoist boys also recognized their temple master and bowed to salute one after another.

"Meet the Taoist priest!"

This time, a total of seven people from Xuanke Guan passed the level.

The figures of the people in the sky flickered and appeared in front of everyone.

Each temperament is different, and all the viewers present here have the lowest cultivation level to be calm.

They have refined their true qi and spirit through all kinds of natural materials and earth treasures, and their every move has astronomical power, and their momentum alone can overwhelm everyone.

With a wave of the master's hand, a table of eight immortals appeared in front of him.

A group of Yin soldiers came by and began to arrange the altar.

Consecrate three animals, melons and fruits, and gods from all directions.

Then count the names and birthdays of all the people present.

In this world full of spells and supernatural powers, the horoscope of birth date is an extremely important thing. Handing over the horoscope of birth date means surrendering and truly accepting Taoism.

The master of scriptures held a mahogany sword, dipped a willow branch with a little talisman water, and sprinkled it on the list of people.

The directory shone slightly, and he asked everyone to stand in front of the altar, and Song Lin was the leader, standing in front of everyone.

"Nine qi and blue sky, great star god. Shining light on Dongxiang, holes reflecting nine gates. Turning candles to sunlight, sweeping away filth and atmosphere...Quietness and mystery, body enlightenment and sincerity. Year of Renyin, month of Jiachen, day of Wushen, Give all disciples the title of 'Ming' character generation!"

Whoa!
The directory turned into green smoke on the spot and flew into the distant sky.

Since then, Song Lin has been a member of the Ming Dynasty in Meishan Jungle, but he is usually called by his name or a title given by others.

After all, some people's names are ugly with their seniority, such as Ming Lin.

Whoa!

At the end of the ceremony, everyone was captured by a mysterious force.

When they opened their eyes, everyone came to the hall of Xuanke Temple to worship ghosts and gods.

The hall is dark and the candles are dark green.

Jiuyou faced the crowd with his hands behind his back, and behind him were the ghostly figures of all the ghosts and gods. The scene was as gloomy as hell.

"From now on, you will be Taoists from the inner sect, and you will receive three salaries each month. I hope that you will continue to work hard and become an official inner sect Taoist as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Lord!"

"Those who passed this time, each go to Dugongyuan to receive a bottle of Qi Yang Pill, let's go!"

"Leave the leader!"

After everyone retreated, Jiuyou looked at Song Lin with burning eyes, and said with a smile, "The Taoism is very powerful, where did it come from?"

He didn't mention Song Lin's murder. Since Song Lin mentioned the value and killed in the competition of allowing casualties, he didn't pursue it.

Song Lin told the pre-arranged locations one by one, including the spells he was good at, mirrors, and the existence of miasma green beads.

These are nothing, exposing them is just to hide the deeper opportunities.

"A top-grade magic weapon? It's not bad. Don't rely on the benefits of the magic weapon to waste your own way."

Beneath the gloomy hall, Jiuyou's complexion was cloudy and cloudy, with moonlight shining between his brows, sometimes ferocious, sometimes benevolent.

It was as if some monster was being suppressed in the body.

"The disciple knows." Song Lin glanced at it, and was startled.

This person has such a powerful demonic nature, just a moment ago, it felt like he had encountered a demon king of the underworld, with a blue face and fangs, horns on his head, and he wanted to eat people.

"Go, tomorrow morning, remember to go to the Metropolitan Academy to pick out a spell, a magic weapon, and a elixir."

Song Lin walked out the door.

squeak!
The thick and rich door closes automatically.

Inside the main hall, the right half of Taoist Jiuyou's face turned black at some point, with demons on the right and humans on the left.

"Ah!!" Jiuyou cried out in pain, supporting the altar with both hands to prevent himself from falling down.

Green smoke curled up from the altar, transforming into various monster forms, and was sucked into Jiuyou's mouth, and it took a long time to recover.

"Hehe, Fengtai throwing the dragon..." Jiuyou muttered to himself, a flash of greed flashed in his eyes, and then he hid it deeply.

Now is not the time, whether it is campaigning or standing in line.

Everyone knows that Huo Yun, the head of Taoism, doesn't want to resign. At this time, if he participates in competition or stands in a team, he doesn't know how he will die. How could he express his opinion so easily.

It's a pity that Taoism is limited, otherwise I would also run for election.

"It's a pity that there is no chance. I don't know when I will recover from this injury."

Jiuyou exhaled a puff of green smoke, which turned into a battalion of rampant soldiers.

"Go to the cold pool in the back mountain, find a cave, see if there are any bones, and secretly monitor it for a few days. If the person is lying, put him in the sky prison, and ask him for a chance."

"Yes!"

The rampant soldiers turned into mist and disappeared.

Jiuyou doesn't pay much attention to the mere high-grade magical artifacts and supernatural powers, but just be cautious, what if there is a better opportunity?
Song Lin seemed to be very peaceful, and kept his door closed all the time, either practicing with the Taiyin Bone Mirror, or looking at the items exchanged for research.

The leader's reward was not bad. Song Lin chose a Qiankun cloth bag with a capacity of ten cubic meters, a book on the cultivation method of Nine Suns Sword Talisman, and a bottle of Yuhua Pill.

He knew that there were still people around who were testing him, so let them watch since he saw it.

The past few days have been reclusive, and since Taoist Tongshou is not in the Taoist temple, he is still working on the altar warehouse, and he can go there tomorrow.

three days later.

Song Lin finally noticed that the other party was leaving.

The secret room, the doors and windows are closed.

Surrounded by amulets exchanged in the ghost market.

"It's time to open a new world." Song Lin thought to himself.

With the help of Taiyin Zhaogujing and a bottle of Yuhua Pill, he finally broke through to the late stage of fetal breath and practiced for eight years.

I hope that the new world will bring different opportunities.

From a Taoist boy to a Taoist priest, there is further freedom.

Thinking of this, Song Lin rolled up his sleeves and slashed hard on his wrist with the dagger.

Blood flowed.

The red light emerged, forming an ancient book: The Book of Zhiguai.

Open the second page, which records the information and gains of the Laoshan Taoist priests, and the third page is Taiyin's training.

Turning to the fourth page, two ancient seal characters appeared: Xiuyue.

Song Lin stretched out his hand to touch it, his eyes went dark, and he felt dizzy.

[Take the flying fairy to travel, hug the bright moon and die forever]

【World】: Repairing the Moon
[36 Heavens]: Spiritual fantasy world, mortal world
[Time Speed]: One to 360 five, one to thirty.

【Advent】: reincarnation
[Type]: Western Kunlun mythology, Taoist mythology, and medieval mythology.

【System】: Queen Mother of Kunlun God System

【Karma Ring】: None

(End of this chapter)