My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 55 The official Taoist priest, the Big Dipper general!

After the death of Emperor Ming, Emperor Liu Da came to the throne, who will be Emperor Zhang of Han in the future.

This time, Song Lin did not change dynasties, which was too troublesome and would take at least decades to finish.

Instead, he sent monks from the sect of all wonders to control the court, and to control the Han court through the identities of the queen and relatives.

For example, it is the Dou Family Dou Xian who controls the court now.

Of course, Song Lin also promised that they only need to control one emperor.

The next emperor will replace them, and after they retire, they will be allowed to enter the headquarters to practice, and will be rewarded with the elixirs.

The identities of the foreign relatives are kept absolutely confidential.

Song Lin realized that this group of ancient wizards was not simple, and now they did not come to force, but sneaked into the Central Plains, and combined with some forces.

Through this group of relatives, maybe they can be hanged out.

Now it is not the battle between Song Lin and the royal family, but the secret confrontation between the moon repairers and the ancient wizards.

Too much mirror.

After today's practice, Song Lin walked out of the Yugui Forest, stepping on the soft ground.

"Huh?" Song Lin frowned, lowered his head and grabbed a handful of sand.

The weathering of the moon is very serious, and rampant soldiers and paper figurines practice day and night, but they can't stop the progress.

Looking up from the human world, the brightness of the moon is obviously much lower than before.

Ran Bing did not know when he appeared behind him.

"Master, there is really nothing we can do." General Zhan Bing said with a wry smile.

"It's okay, I'll find some help for you when I go back."

Song Lin plans to go back to the showdown.

From the eight years of Taixu Mingjing to the present 13 years.

According to the time flow rate of 30:[-] days, the outside world has passed about [-] days.

A few days ago, it seemed that Shi Yinhua, Prince Ye Chiyang and other three heroes had successfully broken through.

Song Lin felt that it was time for a showdown, and he officially conferred the merits of the capital and became a Taoist priest.

……

real world.

Song Lin switched back to reality, and now he has easily adapted to the discomfort of switching back and forth between the two worlds.

Pass through many corridors, pass Yunshuitang, Zangshu Pavilion, back kitchen, manor, vegetable garden, and alchemy room.

Taoist boys and Taoist priests come and go, each with a task on their shoulders, and the entire Taoist temple seems like a tight machine.

After a while, he came to Dianzao's mansion, but was told by Daotong that he had gone to the warehouse meeting hall.

"The warehouse meeting room? When will he come back?"

"should……"

Whoa!

Just as he was speaking, a black cloud fell down.

The one who came was Tongshou, and the one who fell behind him was a big fat man who was as fat as a ball, and there was a jade talisman of longevity on his waist.

Seeing this person, Song Lin instantly understood that he was not Xiaobai back then.

"Greetings to Lord Dianzao, and Lord Wuji."

Whoa!
As soon as the words fell, Wuji's fat body came to Song Lin swiftly.

His eyes were like deep lakes, and Song Lin suddenly felt a powerful aura rushing towards his face.

"You are Song Lin? Where were you the day Wude died?"

"I have been retreating since I came back from the ghost market, and I didn't meet Daoist Wude at that time."

"Why did you go to the ghost city?"

"Selling pills."

Wuji's tone was aggressive, Song Lin was neither humble nor overbearing.

No way, this is not the world of stories. If you die, you can start all over again. You ran into a Taoist priest here, and you don't know how you were killed.

"Brother Dao, he really knows how to make alchemy." Tongshou quickly smoothed things over.

"Oh? I can also make alchemy, and my cultivation is growing fast..."

Wuji looked at Song Lin's eyes like looking at a plate of fish, "Come on, you have a lot of doubts, come back with me one by one. I suspect that you are another Taoist spy."

After all, he stretched out his palm and grabbed Song Lin.

Song Lin's pupils shrank, ready to dodge.

This person is so unreasonable that he wants to arrest him without evidence. It is said that this guy is Chi Yang's master, and if he falls into this person's hands, he will lose a layer of skin if he doesn't die.

At this time, Taoist Tongshou stood in front of Song Lin, and said with a smile, "Brother Wuji, this is not appropriate, and you have no evidence, how can you arrest people casually."

"Oh? Do you really want to protect this Taoist boy? Get out of here!" Wu Ji raised his figure and pushed the bronze head away.

A cold light flashed in Tongshou Taoist's eyes, did he really regard himself as a slave?
I am Dian Zao, a deputy in the warehouse, not a Taoist boy who allows him to beat and scold.

Wuji's palm the size of a millstone was about to grab Song Lin.

Just as he was about to grab Shi Mo, Song Lin's side turned into an afterimage, dodging Wuji's attack.

"Refining Qi?" Taoist Tongshou and Wuji said almost at the same time.

Song Lin's expression was calm, looking at Wuji with a bit of mischief in his eyes:
"My lord, I am refining Qi now, you want to arrest me, have you reported to the temple master beforehand?"

I just remembered that this is not a story world that relies on strength alone.

This is a well-organized Taoist world.

Wuji can use his position to suppress himself, why can't he use rules to suppress him?
"Bastard! Wu De must have been killed by you!"

Wuji felt that he was being ridiculed, and suddenly flew into a rage, with jet-black hair growing all over his body, bursting out with a ghostly green aura, his pupils turned into vertical pupils, and he slapped him again.

This time, Song Lin didn't dodge.

The slap stopped less than an inch from the top of the head.

"Master Treasury, there must be real evidence." Tongshou suddenly became more confident.

Wuji looked at the two of them bitterly, and finally turned into a dark wind and disappeared, leaving a harsh word before leaving.

"Don't make me find evidence."

After Wuji left, Tongshou's huge bronze head came closer, with obsidian eyeballs rolling around.

"When did you become Qi Refining?"

"Last night, so I came over immediately and told the Taoist priest."

Song Lin said.

"That's good, that's right. I'll tell the temple master later that you will receive the talisman in the Gongyuan." Tongshou suddenly thought of something, "Go, I'll take you to meet someone."

Tongshou pulled Song Lin up to the black cloud.

A black cloud rose and flew out of the Taoist temple.

Leaving the bustling Shanyin City, he came to the manor on the outskirts of the city.

Looking at the confused Song Lin, Taoist Tongshou explained: "Go to see a big man, no matter if you offend Wuji or have something to do with Wude's death, he will protect you."

"why me?"

Song Lin's heart trembled, and he must have a plan for being courteous if he has nothing to do.

"I don't know. Two months ago, that adult specifically asked me to help take care of you." Tongshou was also at a loss.

"I?"

Song Lin was even more puzzled.

Could it be that the predecessor and a certain important person in this Taoist temple are relatives.

The manor is very large, with fertile fields and luxurious mansions.

Precious medicines are planted in Lingtian not far away.

Looking along the way, there are thousands of servants and dozens of Taoist boys, which shows the arrogance of the owner of the manor.

The two flew directly into the courtyard wall and landed in the courtyard.

The door of the main hall on the opposite side of the courtyard is open.

The wind is miserable, and soldiers are patrolling rampantly.

Inside are rows of black military and horse altars with yellow talismans pasted on them, and the thick green smoke is so thick that people can't open their eyes.

The altar of soldiers and horses is complete in style, and it actually gathers soldiers from five groups.

A memorial tablet is enshrined in the center, and the left and right couplets read:

The vitality is executed, and the gods distribute the energy.

The monarch is courteous and the minister is loyal, and the heaven and earth are as one.

In the middle is the taboo name of the god: Beidou Nisha, the fierce ghost general.

There is a person standing in front of the tablet.

Hearing movement, the man turned around.

This is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, with a simple green shirt and soft facial features; different from the grotesque Xuanke Taoist priest, this man is ordinary like an ordinary teacher.

"Greetings to Priest Zi Yuan."

Song Lin also followed the bronze head and bowed.

"Get up."

Song Lin raised his head and met a gentle smile.

"Friends, we meet again."

Song Lin still couldn't recognize this person.

Daoist shook his head with a smile, turned his right palm, and a white pill appeared in his palm.

"Mica Ganoderma Lucidum Pill!!"

(End of this chapter)