My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 108
"Finally someone asked." Song Lin thought.

The news that can make you mysterious masters panic is definitely not ordinary news.

What's more, it involves the Moyu Demon Kingdom in the north.

"Hey, this little brother shouldn't be more than a hundred years old, right?" A man wearing a zombie mask said in the crowd.

"The Longyuan Conference is held every 100 years or so. The tribes of the demon clan gather together to sacrifice to the Heavenly Court of the Demon Emperor under the leadership of the demon kings of all clans. This is called the Dragon Yuan Conference."

"What does the Yaozu's meeting have to do with us?"

"Hmph, you still don't believe me when you are young. The conference needs sacrifices. What are the sacrifices of the demon clan? Think about it yourself."

"Relying on the old to sell the old, you will die if you speak well!" Niqiu said in an unhappy tone, "Old man, don't let me know your real identity!"

"Come on! I'm afraid of you!"

While talking, the two suddenly quarreled.

"Don't make noise, it's a crisis, you should work together to tide over the difficulties."

Tianzun suddenly spoke, and an invisible coercion swept over.

It was as if a big rock was on the bottom of everyone's heart.

"Yes."

The two sat down quietly.

"The essence of the blessing meeting is to break through the restrictions of sects and communicate with each other. In the future, when the monsters go to war and the main roads block supplies, I hope everyone will support each other."

"Maybe many people haven't experienced it. I have top-secret data here."

"The last Longyuan Conference was 18 years ago. Three emperors died in the state of Wu, two celestial masters of the Taoist sect fell, [-] Taoist priests died, and [-] Taoist temples were completely removed from the world. The casualties of the people are countless. .”

"The Tianrift Valley, the most tragic battle, swallowed 300 million lives, and the bloody atmosphere is still lingering."

Tianzun's favorite is the Longyuan Conference. Every time the Longyuan Conference is used, it is the time when the photography art is used the most.

In this regard, Tianzun is always willing to share information about the Longyuan Conference.

Hearing this, Song Lin was a little shocked.

I didn't expect such a big event to happen in recent years. If it wasn't for the blessing ceremony, I'm afraid I didn't know until the moment the war started.

It seems that it is time to quickly refine the gods.

Otherwise, there is no self-defense.

After the conference ended, many people did not disperse.

"I want to buy top-grade elixir, Heavenly King Buxin Pill, the quantity is not limited!"

"I'm begging for a thousand-year-old mummified corpse. I'll trade it with the top-grade legal money of the Xuanqing Dao League. The more the better."

"Look for a way to hide your body shape."

Everyone hurriedly traded.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have any other spells? I will exchange them with Dan Fang."

Just as Song Lin was about to leave, Xuannv stopped him.

"Yes, I have two secrets of cremation and water transformation, and I need a pill that is effective for the calming period."

"I have, do I need to pass on the original?" Xuannv asked.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I haven't practiced the art of shooting objects."

The two sent a message, and Song Lin immediately returned to reality.

Last time, I exchanged for a copy of Fuhu Guji Pill, and this time I got another copy of Subduing Dragon Peiyuan Pill.

The two complement each other, it seems that this little girl has hidden a lot of good things in her film.

Song Lin returned to reality.

"Shooting Art..." Song Lin muttered to himself.

This scourge must be dealt with.

It is estimated that I am the only one who has not practiced. Now I can use the excuse of retreat to prevaricate, but it will not work in the future.

"Cultivate the gods first, and solve the art of capturing objects by the way."

The only thing that can solve this problem is the story world.

Nuo Gaoji has many talents.

Thinking of this, Song Lin entered the world of Nuo Gao Ji.

……

Soup Valley.

The soul above Song Lin's head was bathed in golden light, and the soul became more and more solid.

Now the progress of concentration is more than one-third, and everything is moving in a very smooth direction.

He stayed in Meishan Fudi for more than 100 days.

It is equivalent to ten years of Nuo Gao Ji.

Nuo Gao Ji 15 years.

During these ten years, the national power of the Sui Dynasty prospered, and the flames flourished.

Yang Jian restored the Han surname, abolished the Huren system, established the system of five provinces and six ministries, reduced taxes, and cultivated himself.

After hundreds of years of division, the land of China is thriving and everything is flourishing.

There was no violent friction between Buddhism and Taoism.

Yangzhou, Tianya Temple of Ziwu Tiangang School.

The master of the temple is Li Qing, an expert who has just entered the state of concentrating the mind and has not refined the mind. He looked at Wang Qi in puzzlement and said:
"Grandmaster, why don't you let us preach? It's obviously the Yang family we support."

"The Purdue Monastery didn't spread the word too much. This is an agreement between me and the Godly Monk." Wang Qi folded his hands and looked at the clear lake. "Now the world is peaceful and people's livelihood has been restored. The struggle between the two families will definitely affect peace."

Now, the only option is to do your own thing.

"Moreover, it's not that you are not allowed to preach, but that disciples of Xiansheng and above are not allowed to take action! You can send your own successors to preach in the world."

Beside the two of them are three virtuous persons with different auras, some are gloomy, some are soft, and some are carefree.

This is the leader of the "Three Great Demon Sects" other than Fang Xiandao.

Wang Qi's words made several people stunned.

successor?

They have a fart in the Central Plains!I went overseas a long time ago.

What everyone relies on is nothing more than the merits of the founding of the country and the high-level combat power that is not much different from the Pudu Temple.

Xuan Su, the master of the Yin-Yang Gate, couldn't help but said, "Great Master, which side are you on? Isn't this obviously biased?"

"That's right, Empress Dugu still believes in Buddhism, so how can we fight?" Xiaoyaozi, the master of Tianxin Taoism, interrupted.

"At least let's go out and take back the ancestral land?" said Bixuan, the only woman in the crowd, the still charming leader of the Xuanyin Sect.

"If you don't have faith, you can't stand. No matter what method you use, you can't do it yourself anyway."

Seeing that the patriarch was so stubborn, Li Qing, who wanted to ease the atmosphere, was speechless.

"His grandma, does he really think you are the leader of the Taoist sect? Back then you borrowed sect classics from our patriarch in order to break through, and that's how you repaid the favor?" Xuan Su said more and more bluntly.

"Brother Dao, don't be rude, the great master is also for the common people of the world." Li Qing hastily advised.

"White-eyed wolf!"

The fight between the two is turned upside down, and everyone knows the truth, but who can accept the fact that the fight is sideways.

"Go!" Wang Qi frowned and waved his sleeve robe.

Whoa!
Revealing powerful true energy, the three of them were directly blown away several miles away.

Nuo Gao Ji, 16 years.

Everyone had no choice but to agree to Wang Qi's conditions.

In fact, they still have hope, at least Prince Yang Yong is close to them.

Under the influence of Queen Dugu, Yang Jian became more and more kind to Pudu Temple, and established a perfect system of monks and officials.
Even both of them were ordained.

For this beauty trick, everyone had nothing to do but to accept the fact. After all, they had no way to do it. Anyway, Yang Jian didn't have a few years to live.

Nuo Gao Ji, 17 years.

Yang Jian became more and more stupid, killed innocent people indiscriminately, and promulgated more and more stringent laws. The three men were sentenced to death for stealing melons, and the money they stole was thrown away.

Nuo Gao Ji, 18 years.

The prince Yang Yong offended the emperor and was demoted to a common man, and Yang Guang became the prince.

"It's not fair! You're bullying too much! You're bullying too much!"

"The old man can't bear it anymore! He must enter Chang'an and take the head of the bald donkey!"

(End of this chapter)