My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 72: Sword Mountain Refinement

In the real world, Hidden Sword Villa.

Song Lin came back to his senses from another world.

"We must re-cultivate the eight formations of soldiers and horses."

With the map of the eight formations of soldiers and horses, combined with the golden pupil of the Taiyin, remote micro-management can be realized.

Even hiding can control Taoist soldiers to attack the enemy.

Thinking of this, Song Lin stood up and walked out the door.

Chao Chong and others are directing the servants to bring boxes of supplies.

Resurrection grass, black altar, human bones, and the corpses of refining dog-headed soldiers.

Seeing Song Lin come out, Chao Chong bowed and saluted: "I pay my respects to the Taoist priest."

Seeing this, the others put down their practice and hurried over to salute.

"Well, how is Chilong Qigong practiced?"

"Returning to Daoist, Ling'er and I have both cultivated the true qi in the mutton." Chao Chong said happily.

"good."

In theory, Chilong Qigong can be cultivated to Qi refining, and it is not a problem to have a lifespan of more than 200 years.

The exercises in the Taoist temple have anti-piracy marks, so they cannot be taught to them. Chilong Qigong is easy to learn, and my subordinates will practice this method in the future.

"How many corpses have you collected?"

"Two corpses of Yinyue and Yinyue, one hundred corpses, ten black dogs. There are some materials."

These things alone almost used up the savings of Hidden Sword Villa and Song Lin.

The former is the material for refining dog-headed Taoist soldiers, while the latter is used for refining rampant soldiers.

"Very well, find a secret room and keep outsiders away."

"Yes."

In the secret room, Song Lin recuperated his breath, his body exuded a faint moonlight, and beside him was the trunk of a laurel tree exuding the power of the lunar moonlight.

After this period of practice, the progress of Qi refining has reached [-]/[-], which is [-] percent.

The white infuriating energy is lingering with a layer of faint silver light.

There are a hundred altars in front of him, and the altars are pasted with magic weapon talismans, qi gathering talismans and so on.

He took out ten paper figurines from his pocket and threw them into the air.

boom!
The white mist dissipated, and more than a dozen paper figurines appeared. They beheaded the rooster's head and evenly smeared the blood on the altar.

Then Song Lin put on Taoist robes, wearing seals, talismans, orders, flags and other magic tools.

boom!
On the Eight Immortals table, candles were lit.

Then let the paper figurine spread a layer of steel knife on the ground, with the blade facing up, and Song Lin stepped on it with bare feet, stepping on it.

This is a very evil sword mountain method, and the rampant soldiers refined by this method are more fierce and crazy.

The more advanced ones are Dengyun method and Huohai method.

Song Lin held the dharma sword in his hand, and chanted the incantation of raising troops.

"Shoufa Dao soldiers, come to my altar; those who follow me are lucky, those who oppose me are evil; assist the Tao, help me come true, let you receive the talisman, just do it quickly!"

Due to the urgency of time, for the time being, we can only refine the wandering hunting soldiers.

The correct way to practice is to train troops for 49 days, and to prevent backlash during the period. When Song Lin was in the Yin-Yang Altar, didn't he just see someone being backlashed.

However, after several years of exploration in the story world, he also found out a way to quickly refine soldiers, that is to add a little power of the moon and moon.

The power of Lunar Moonlight can make ghosts and gods grow rapidly, including refining dog-headed soldiers.

Five days later.

The sky over the Tibetan Sword Villa is overcast and full of evil spirits.

Everyone raised their heads, horrified.

In the secret room, a phantom of a sand table was suspended in front of Song Lin, and not far away stood a hundred rampant soldiers and two dog-headed Taoist soldiers.

He meditated to receive the curse, the soldiers and the sand table disappeared, and the dog-headed soldiers were real, so he had to wear a cloak and follow him.

"You stay to watch the house, and make sure that no one else is allowed to enter the secret room."

"Subordinates know!"

Song Lin rode the red dragon and disappeared into the sky with two dog-headed Taoist soldiers.

The scenery on both sides retreated rapidly, and the strong wind blew the robes.

This time I took a one-month long vacation, and the effect is quite obvious. The progress of Qi refining has exceeded [-]%, and I have harvested [-] Dao soldiers and two dog-headed Taoist priests in the Qi refining period.

His position is Beiyi Shangguan Receiver of Qi and Eater of Qi, and he has the right to summon 120 rampant soldiers, which is the authority to call up Taoist soldiers of the sect; if he is practicing by himself, it is generally limited to 120.

If there are too many, they may be confiscated by the Taoist temple.

The school rules did not allow Taoist priests to accumulate personal wealth. Even though Song Lin took possession of the Cangjian Villa, [-]% of the future harvest would still be handed over to the school.

Soon, Song Lin came to Beizhuang outside the city.

The manor was heavily guarded, and inside the Spirit Hall, the eldest disciple Lu Qingshan, the second disciple Gu Qingfeng, and the third disciple Mo Yue were all present.

There are also copper heads, and several unknown deacons and so on.

It was a little strange for these people to see Song Lin appearing here.

Ordinary Taoist priests are generally not qualified to be here.

Behind Zi Yuan are as many as [-] dog-headed Taoist soldiers, and the altar not far away is densely packed, including dozens of rampant soldiers, the number is as high as [-].

In front of everyone was a yellow cloth dharma altar. Judging from the dharma enshrined, it seemed to be some kind of blood-to-blood talisman.

In front of the altar stood a middle-aged Taoist priest with an ordinary appearance.

Seeing Song Lin coming in and the two dog-headed Taoist priests beside him, Zi Yuan stroked his beard and said with a smile, "You know how to refine Taoist soldiers?"

"Thanks to the Taoist priest, I just practiced it today." Song Lin smiled.

"Okay, the old man really saw you right!" Taoist Zi Yuan patted Song Lin's shoulder with a smile, and the eyes of several disciples looked a little jealous.

"What kind of qi do you cultivate?"

The moment Taoist Zi Yuan came into contact with Song Lin, his eyes were a little surprised.

"I don't know, but when I was practicing in Hushan, I accidentally discovered a few drops of golden liquid under the Wannian stalactite, so I used it to refine Qi."

"Show me how angry you are."

Song Lin circulated his true energy, and a faint spiritual light appeared on his body surface.

"What a strong moonlight power." Taoist Zi Yuan suddenly realized.

"It should be Diliuye. Diliuye is a great tonic for monsters, ghosts and gods. Diliuye flows once every 60 years, and a drop of it absorbed by monsters can be worth the hard work of absorbing the essence of the sun and moon for 60 years. No wonder you make soldiers so easily."

"It turned out to be Emperor Flowing Ointment. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was Yuehua Zhenqi." A hook-nosed Taoist priest with blue eyes and square pupils wondered.

"It's really hard to recognize." The copper-headed Taoist echoed.

"Emperor's True Qi? What is the approximate grade of this True Qi?" Song Lin asked hastily.

I didn't expect the scientific name of Taiyin Yuehua Zhenqi to be this, it sounds quite domineering.

"One product!"

As soon as this remark came out, not only the three major disciples, but even Tongshou and the others changed the way they looked at Song Lin.

This is a true spirit.

True Qi is divided into nine ranks, with rank one being the highest.

In the entire Taoist temple, only the viewer has first-grade true energy, and in order to obtain this first-grade true energy, he suffered an indelible secret injury.

Taoist Ziyuan is a second-grade lightning-strike true qi, he has gone through untold hardships and practiced it in a copper temple that has been struck by lightning all year round, and almost lost half his life because of it.

Song Lin is so relaxed and full of genuine energy, how can he not make people envious and jealous.

"Keep working hard. The emperor's ointment stopped flowing ten thousand years ago. There are not many left now, and you may have to look for it for a long time."

"I remembered, Taoist Liu, the gatekeeper, used to refine the emperor's ointment." Taoist Fang Tong suddenly remembered something.

"It seems to be, but it's a pity that it also turned into a fourth-rank Yuehua true energy later."

There are too few emperor oozes in existence.

Refining the true qi of Emperor Flowing Pulp is more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack, not to mention refining qi with a lifespan of 200 years, and even a lifespan of 1000 years may not be found.

Thinking of this, everyone calmed down.

Seeing this, Song Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and almost made himself a saint in front of others. Since they think so, it's okay.

Zi Yuan thought that Song Lin had been hit, so he comforted him:

"It's okay, you're still young, it's okay to look for it for a while, if not, you can transfer Yuehua Zhenqi in the future, after all, it's a middle-to-high-grade Zhenqi."

After all, without waiting for Song Lin to answer, Taoist Ziyuan looked around, his eyes became serious: "Since everyone is here, let's start the ceremony. After the ceremony, return to the Taoist Temple to participate in the Dao Temple."

　Thank you for your rewards
　　
　
(End of this chapter)