My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 69 Continue to expand, Dongshan Shiweng!
Name: Song Lin, Dongshan Hunter.

Type: ghosts and gods

Boundary: team position Yincao

Dao Xing: seven years

Supernatural powers: entrusting dreams and asking with bamboo hexagrams.

There is an extra title of Dongshan Hunting Lord. Of course, this is the correct name given by the believers.

The realm has become the underworld of the team.

"Team job Yincao?" Song Lin was a little puzzled, and a line of notes appeared below the Zhiguai catalog.

The level of Yincao is from low to high, which is divided into: team position, garrison position, song position, ministry position, school position, capital position and general position.

Corresponding to the secular team leader and the like.

It is determined according to the number of ghost believers and the area under its jurisdiction.

Song Lin didn't fully convince the whole village. He governed less than one-tenth of the village and had only a dozen believers, so he could be called a team member at most.

"I see."

There are about 500 people in Dongshan Houcun. If all of them are captured, they should be able to be promoted to village posts.

Song Lin looked at his body, and his illusory body became more condensed.

He spread out his right palm, and a ball of white light emerged from his palm.

This is the magic power of ghosts and gods.

The territory and believers determine the upper limit of mana, and the number of incense offerings and the number of people determine the speed of strength growth and the speed of mana recovery.

The way of incense, fire, ghosts and gods absorbs things like people's thoughts and beliefs.

This doesn't match up with real practice at all, which makes Song Lin a little anxious. This world doesn't seem very useful.

"Maybe you can practice rampant soldiers?"

Song Lin thought to himself.

Xuankeguan's unique skill is the method of controlling rampant soldiers. If you want to climb up quickly, you must use the technique of rampant soldiers proficiently.

Thinking of this, Song Lin decided on his goal.

There are more supernatural powers than the technique of asking questions with bamboo hexagrams.

Song Lin did a simple experiment, probably using bamboo divination to figure out the direction of what he wanted.

He condensed two bamboo hexagrams with his thoughts, the hexagrams are in the shape of a crescent moon, and each hexagram has a yin and a yang.

Throw two bamboo hexagrams into the air, and the two hexagrams form a "victory cup" with one yin and one yang, and the spell is completed. The direction pointed by the hexagram tip is the direction where the thing in mind is located.

This method is generally used to find lost items. According to Song Lin's current mana, it can be used about ten times a day.

"It can be used for hunting." Song Lin thought to himself.

With this supernatural power, the believers and territory expanded rapidly.

In the evening, Song Lin entrusted a dream to Liuniang and his wife.

"Liu Niang, I have entrusted the village head with a dream. Tomorrow Zhou Da will go to the temple to be a temple wisher, and you will be a hexagram teacher."

After ordering the two of them, Song Lin exited the dreamland.

The next day, the temple had two more administrators.

The village chief, carrying a bow and arrow and clips, walked into the temple and lit a stick of incense.

"Liu Niang, tell me a fortune teller, I hope I have a good harvest today!"

Liu Niang took the bamboo hexagram and threw it into the air.

"Shengbei, southeast, third uncle, you can hunt in the southeast direction."

The others looked surprised, and followed suit to ask for divination.

In the evening, most of the people who went hunting in the mountains had a good harvest.

At most, the man killed eight muntjacs and two wild boars.

In the past, I could not hit so much in a month, but now I can gain so much in a day.

"God!"

"Really useful!"

"Why didn't I hit it?"

There were also people who did not catch prey after worshiping. This was Song Lin's intention. He could not respond to the believers' requests, but specially selected a few sincere ones, so that others would think they were not sincere and worship desperately.

There is tension and relaxation, which is the long-term way.

"You were dishonest at that time! When I sell the goods, you will definitely come to offer incense money."

Since then, there has been a lot of incense money in Wulang Temple, [-]% of which is used for charity and temple construction, and the other [-]% is kept by Miao Zhu himself.

Soon, less than half a month.

Song Lin completely occupied the back village of Dongshan, and [-] members of his family became believers, and he was officially promoted to a village.

There is an additional cold disease technique, which can make people infected with wind cold or other minor diseases.

In addition, it is possible to use real items.

This greatly increased Song Lin's strength, which meant that both the real magic weapon and rampant soldiers could be put into use.

And no matter how strong they are, they can still practice realistic Taoism.

Another few months passed.

A total of more than 1000 people from the three villages of Dongshan Nancun, Dongcun, and Xicun also joined the ranks of sacrifices.

So far, the entire Sanyang area of ​​Dongshan has been unified.

Now there are four branch temples, and Song Lin can go to any territory anytime, anywhere.

In the back village temple, Song Lin is suspended above the statue.

His soul became much more solid.

In addition to the cultivation base, there is no way to bring it, and magic powers and various weapons can be used.

"The expansion is faster than I imagined, and the cause and effect have increased by one percent," Song Lin thought.

It seems that the cause and effect of this world is constantly expanding to become the strongest god.

What he didn't know was that in this era when the gods grew up barbarously, most of the gods harvested their faith in the form of intimidation.

Ghosts and gods like Song Lin who are closely related to the interests of the people and are willing to use their power to bring benefits to the people belong to the kind that are sought after by everyone.

If it weren't for the fact that the place is too remote and the transportation is inconvenient, it might spread to the Orion's family who live on Dongshan in an instant.

Whoa!
At this time, the wind blows.

Two rampant soldiers appeared in the temple.

"Report!"

"Say!"

"The subordinates have identified all the gods in Dongshan County. The biggest god in Dongshan is General Shanli, who controls the Tanshui Basin and is headquartered in Xitan County; the water gods in Dongshan County include Luo Niang and Tong Shen; there is the forest god Kuzhulangjun, There is the layman Shenmu of the Mountain, and the Stone Weng of the Eastern Mountain."

"There are so many gods..."

Dongshan Shiweng belongs to the category of evil gods, and has enmity with himself.

He wants to unify Orion in Dongshan, this person must be his most powerful obstacle.

Thinking of this, Song Lin said to General Ramp Bing: "You lead Ramp Bing to practice day and night, and I will ask Meng Bada Temple to wish them each to choose two disciples to practice."

The next day, Song Lin asked the temple to accept disciples and told him about the transmission of the immortal law.

Then he passed down the Laoshan spells, especially the Zhu Youshu such as the hemostatic method and the disease-stopping method.

However, spells are not something that can be learned immediately, and more importantly, you have to rely on yourself.

The spread of Dongshan Hunting King also spread to the mountain.

The dark and damp interior of the cave.

There is a big oval stone.

The large stone has dark red spots resembling blood, and the stone is covered with a red cloth.

Beside them were foxes, weasels, tigers, and jackals lying on their stomachs, trembling and not daring to raise their heads.

Whoa!

The dark wind howled, the black mist converged into a human form, and an old and deep voice came.

"Who is Dongshan Hunting Lord? Who is so sacred?"

The tiger next to him said: "My lord, it seems to be some kind of Goro. He fell to his death while hunting in Dongshan, and was worshiped as a god after his death."

"Haha, it turned out to be a waste! Order all the monsters to attack the Hunting Temple on the night of the full moon, and the people in the village will eat whatever they want, and let them see who is in charge of Dongshan!!"

"Good! Long live!!"

All of a sudden, the demons danced wildly.

(End of this chapter)