My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 152 The City of No Rest, a Big Demon with Backstage (33)

The Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, the secret room.

Song Lin opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a flash of thunder in his eyes.

"call……"

Take a long breath, switch between the two worlds, the most uncomfortable thing is this sense of dislocation.

One side is long and the other side is short.

Disorientation on both sides can easily lead to insanity.

It took Song Lin a long time to overcome this moment.

"Unfortunately, I still haven't found a chance to break through the alchemy." Song Lin thought to himself.

Breaking through the alchemy is not that simple. Although it is just a short step, there are many people stuck here throughout the ages.

The lifespan of the alchemy period is a thousand years, if it is combined with other means, the life span will be longer than this.

Generally, in some myths, the alchemy period is enough to meet the threshold of the lowest level of immortals.

Song Lin spread out his right palm, and a platinum arc erupted from his palm.

Liuyang Platinum Divine Thunder is a special type of spell. Its power against ordinary people is about the same as that of the Five Thunder Heavenly Master Token, and its power against demons and evil spirits is ten times stronger.

This is God Thunder.

It's not bad to practice this spell in nearly forty days.

The lightning speed is three times that of the Wulei Tianshi Ling, and it can kill the enemy by surprise.

At this time, news came from the jade talisman of the blessing meeting.

"Huh? Someone bought my exercises?" Song Lin was a little surprised.

This exercise has been practiced for dozens of days.

Since Song Lin only needs money for the practice, at this time when resources are scarce, few people spend money for the exercises. After all, this thing is not easy to practice.

Come to the hall.

Song Lin saw a woman in white.

"Xuannu? Why is it you again?" Song Lin said in surprise.

Almost all of my exercises were bought by this guy, is it really that lacking in exercises?
"Meet you again, fellow daoist." Xuannv made a bow.

Song Lin was also not good at inquiring about other people's privacy, so the two simply made a deal, one skill was [-] yuan, and the five skills totaled [-] yuan.

Use the Void Capture Art to trade.

After the transaction, he returned to reality again.

Ever since he knew the secret of Tianzun, Song Lin rarely exchanged private things, especially in terms of exercises.

Whoa!

Song Lin flew outside.

When he came to the Metropolitan Academy, Shi Yinhua dealt with things alone in the temple.

When he looked up and saw Song Lin, he was about to stand up and salute, but was stopped.

"No, how is the Taoist temple?" Song Lin asked.

"It's okay, basically on the right track. The moon bricks of the Taoist Temple are very popular. We estimated that there were fewer last time. There may be 20 a year."

This may be the most profitable source of funds for Taoist temples.

"The money-making circle is also opened, and about [-] will be credited every year."

In addition to the benefits of Yintu, there are Lingtian shops and so on.

The total adds up to 12 a year, and the total is 32 a year.

The Taoist expenditure is about 12.

There is still a surplus of 20 in total.

"Very well, the alchemy room is about to start cultivating talents in the alchemy room, so don't be afraid to spend money."

Xuankeguan is not a school that is good at refining this, but at least it must be self-sufficient.

Just as Song Lin was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something, and said to Shi Yinhua: "Let's put aside the Taoist affairs, and you will gather people and hide here secretly..."

This place is near the city of no interest, Song Lin always has a bad feeling.

……

Yun Xiao and the others had already been waiting by the side.

Several people greeted each other, and Zhang Jingyun took out three invitation cards.

The invitation card is a pitch-black iron plate with a picture of a mountain peak painted on it.

This is an invitation to Thunder Mountain.

"Let's go now, tomorrow starts."

Several people flew all the way.

The Restless City is located in the barren hills to the west of Meilin County, which belongs to the three-way zone.

The terrain is dangerous, inaccessible, and there are many monsters.

The Taoist temple has no interest in this place, even if it is won, it will cost a lot of manpower and material resources to deal with the demon.

So I don't pay much attention to the Thunder Mountain God, let it guard that place but save the resources of the Taoist temple.

Meishan jungle peak.

In the secret room, Daoist Huoyun faced rows of god statues.

Even in the dark, the lights here are still bright.

"Mountain God's birthday, hehe, are you finally going to turn against him?" Huo Yun muttered to himself, the emotion in his eyes was indescribable.

Speaking of which, Huoyun had a relationship with Thunder Mountain God once, that was hundreds of years ago, but Huoyun was just a small distraction.

The head of the governor of one of the three capitals came to see him.

"Get up, what kind of salute are you two of you?" Huo Yun smiled faintly, "After the Longyuan Conference, it should be about Fengtai throwing the dragon, right?"

"Don't worry, Master Taoist, I will definitely choose you next time." The Master Tuguan immediately expressed his loyalty.

The three belonged to the kind of people who had no hope of breaking through the Zifu, and were sitting on a high position waiting to die.

All of them are old men over 800 years old. They don't have a good life for a few years. Their only hope is to enjoy more glory and wealth before they die.

"Hey, there's no need to be like this. You can choose whoever you want." Huo Yun seemed very generous.

"This time I heard that Chihai, Kunwu, and Chaozhen all intend to run for office." said the head of the school.

Even so, Huoyun still pricked up his ears when he heard the words of the headmaster, and then smiled generously:
"I think Chihai and Chaozhen are pretty good, let's fight, I've been in this position for a long time, and I just have time to travel around and be a free and unrestrained fairy."

The jungle and the locations above are not simply designated inheritance.

Instead, there are people sent by the Taoist sect and the royal family to preside over it, and all the viewers and high-level officials vote for the campaign.

Of course, it is not one person, one vote. If the voter's grade is higher, the weight of the vote will be higher.

"But isn't your Fire Palace merged with Meishan Fudi?"

The blessed land of Meishan is the public land of the Meishan forest, and the Taoist master will return the public property after he leaves office.

Otherwise, one Taoist master would get a little bit, and another Taoist master would get a little bit more, and they would all be wiped out in less than a few sessions.

"Don't worry, if this seat loses the election at that time, Meishan blessed land will definitely be returned."

"This subordinate doesn't mean that. By the way, my nephew recently..."

The principal of the governor changed the subject.

"You can do whatever you want, as long as it's not too much, it's just a business."

……

As night fell, the mountains looked like tall giants under the dark sky.

There is a brightly lit city at the foot of the mountain.

The whole city is made of poured steel. The city wall is thirty feet high, and the city gate is made of black iron, thick and deep, with mottled copper rust on it.

The three of Song Lin arrived here.

This is the city of no rest, where people live during the day and demons live at night.

Behind the city is the Dijian Peak, a three-thousand-foot peak that towers like a sharp sword piercing the sky.

At this time, the three of them completely changed their appearance.

Song Lin ate the Demon Transformation Pill, with black antlers on his head and scattered black scales on his face, it was a dragon monster.

Yunxiao's hair has turned into white feathers, her eye shadow is bright red, and she has white pupils. She is a swan spirit.

And Yujing became a tauren.

At this moment, the guy looked unconvinced, as if he felt that he had drawn a bad lottery.

"Stop making trouble, and prepare to enter the city."

Yun Xiao said in a low voice.

Monsters come and go in the city, all kinds of strange monsters.

Most of these came from other places for the banquet, and the evil spirit caused a cloud of blood to form above the sky.

Song Lin couldn't help but click his tongue.

This mountain god has such a strong network.

No wonder Taoists are afraid of it, and they have to ask someone to come and check it out before they can move.

If this guy is allowed to rebel, it must be a catastrophe.

When everyone entered the city, the inside of the city looked like a night market for humans, with stalls on both sides.

"Fresh stewed, there is fresh stewed!"

A blue-skinned nightshade is selling.

"Boss, give me one." The wolf-headed demon threw down two coins.

The boss lifted the lid of the pot, and in the steaming mist, human intestines and livers, as well as dead heads were tumbling.

It turned out to be human flesh and blood!
Yu Jing had a face full of surprises, as if she knew about it a long time ago, but Yun Xiao and Song Lin seemed very surprised.

But after thinking about it, I almost understand.

Similar to Journey to the West, the ones killed will always be little demons without backers. Big monsters like Thunder Mountain God who have connections with celestial masters will basically turn a blind eye as long as they don't go too far.

This is always the case.

If it weren't for the fear that Thunder Mountain God would collude with overseas monsters to rebel, I'm afraid no one has investigated it until now.

Soon, everyone entered the inner city.

There is a huge palace in the inner city.

Inside the palace is a place big enough to hold ten thousand people.

Song Lin found that most of them were monsters, and there were also a few humans dressed as Taoists, including Zhang Jingyun and Yuzhen.

At this time, all the monsters stood up.

Whoa!

The black mist gathered to form the image of an old man dressed in black.

The old man has a goatee and kind eyes.

"Welcome everyone to participate in the old man's birthday. Before that, the old man will serve you a big dish."

……

(It feels like everyone hasn’t talked much recently. Is there no plot?)
(End of this chapter)