My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 266 Evils thrive, death will bring evil gods

Yinshan Mountains.

The mountains are long and the terrain is undulating. Looking down from a high place, one after another steep peaks are criss-crossed.

It is this rugged terrain that makes conquering the mountain difficult, and the cost outweighs the profit.

Therefore, the monsters from the Yin Mountain often descended to harass the people, and the most Taoist temples at the foot of the mountain would go up the mountain to clean it from time to time, usually cleaning the area close to them, and few people went deep into the core.

Except for the last battle against the Blood Prison Ghost Mansion.

I thought that the problem of demons would be completely eradicated, but unexpectedly, there was still no change.

The big monsters usually don't appear, but the little monsters don't stop.

This place itself contains the soil of demons, and it is not easy to cure them.

Even if someone is sent to guard for a long time, the cost will be very high.

Besides, Yinshan Mountain is not considered as its own jurisdiction, so there is no need to take risks.

In the southeast of Yinshan Mountain, a violent explosion sounded from a certain mountain.

The birds and beasts in the forest ran around in fright when they heard the sound, and the leaves swished and fell straight down.

I saw two [-]-foot-tall giant spirit gods grabbing a golden bull, pressing it to the ground and beating it wildly.

One knelt on the neck of the Taurus, and the other punched it hard.

The beating made the golden bull vomit blood and foam at the mouth, and his internal organs were turned over.

boom!
With the last punch, the fist of the little giant spirit god directly pierced the Taurus, holding a blood-red demon pill in his fist.

One of these two little giant spirit gods is Yuan Hong, the white ape, and the other is the god Erlang.

Below, Song Lin and Wang Ziye observed the battlefield.

"That's right, both of them have alchemy cultivation bases. You have learned a lot about Dao military art during this period of time. Have you mastered it?"

These two little giant spirit gods were trained by Wang Ziye's leadership of the Dao Bing Department.

In the eight years since Song Lin left, Wang Ziye and the others have been alone.

"Shen Erlang can use three heads and six arms, but Yuan Hong can't. I'll study it further."

"In another day, Erlang God and the Seven Great Saints will all be made into little giant spirit gods. Even if the Dao Bing Department has flourished, it will at least be a jungle-level force."

Song Lin said.

Of course, it would be best to transform your Erlang God and the Seven Great Sages into little giant spirit gods by the way.

Song Lin didn't have time to refine the little giant spirit god.

It took a lot of energy and financial resources to refine Erlang God last time, and now that Wang Ziye has been cultivated, it's time to share some of the energy for myself.

"The little giant spirit god spends a lot of materials. It is estimated that it can only maintain Erlang God and the Seven Great Saints. If we use three heads and six arms, we can only maintain one."

"Ah."

Soon, with the cooperation of Taoist soldiers and Taoist priests, the subordinates of the Golden Bull Demon King were finally strangled to death.

A group of people came to the shore at the foot of the mountain.

There is a small village on the shore, most of the people here wear linen clothes, the houses are simple, and all of them are yellow and thin.

The adults in the village knelt at the entrance of the village, and the people next to them raised the wine and meat in the basin above their heads.

"Grassmen pay homage to the king!"

"Long live the king!"

The villagers here seem to have long been accustomed to the struggle between monsters, and they are not afraid to see Song Lin and others showing their supernatural powers.

The children in the village hid behind the crack of the door, watching Song Lin and the others timidly.

Song Lin asked everyone to get up

A group of people came to the temple in the center of the village.

The statue of the Taurus is enshrined in the temple.

A village chief named Niu Dali introduced that this is the Taurus God enshrined in three surrounding villages.

A pair of boys and girls, ten cows and ten wild boars are enshrined every year, and incense is offered once a month, and the Taurus God will give them food.

"Is there really any food?" Wang Ziye asked.

"Yes, it's just enough for us to eat, and we still need to go hunting."

said the village chief.

Boys and girls to be enshrined every year are selected by lottery.

Speaking of this incident, the village chief and the villagers did not show much anger.

"Why don't you escape?" Wang Ziye asked strangely.

It stands to reason that they can move freely, as long as they go to the outside world, they will basically be fine when they come to the outside county.

"Hey, it's even worse outside. I heard from the old man that the village outside has to offer [-] offerings every year. Our village is pretty good."

Village Chief Niu said.

The other villagers agreed deeply.

Wang Ziye was stunned, he didn't expect them to answer like this.

I thought they should be filled with righteous indignation and hatred in their hearts.

Now I feel complacent, pointing to the outside and saying, "Look! My life is much better than the outside, living at the feet of the Taurus God, you are lucky."

"But, there are no monsters outside to eat people in the village!" Wang Ziye felt that these people were crazy, or that the world was crazy.

"Impossible, the grass people's ancestors have said so for generations!"

The villagers were the first to respond in disbelief.

"Your ancestors have been outside? Or did you hear it from someone?"

Wang Ziye's words stunned them, unable to speak for a long time.

Yeah, is it that bad outside?

"From now on, you don't have to offer blood food to anyone anymore. Donghua Temple prohibits this trip. Come and tear down the temple!"

Prince Ye gave orders, and Taoist priests stepped forward to demolish the temple.

After a while, the temple collapsed.

The hearts of the villagers are empty, and they have an inexplicable fear of the future.

"Then what shall we eat later?"

The village chief muttered to himself.

"Farm the land by yourself. There are no fields in the mountains. We will send Taoist soldiers to open up a piece of land in a while, and everyone will have land to grow in the future!"

Without Song Lin's voice, Wang Ziye arranged everything in an orderly manner by himself.

After a while, Shi Yinhua sent someone to report.

Two nearby villages were also captured, with a total population of more than 100 people.

Song Lin named this place Jinniuling.

"Have you seen it? Do you know why Taoism strictly prohibits prostitution and wild temples?"

In order to maintain stability, monster wild cultivators usually use all kinds of lies and intimidation to make the people feel fear. In this high-pressure environment, very crazy believers will be born.

Fortunately, the monster Taurus doesn't seem to be very good at it, otherwise they would not only kill monsters, but also kill people at the same time.

Song Lin and others walked outside the village.

Not far away is a small river that divides Jinniuling and the opposite mountain range into two.

The river is about 20 meters wide, the current is fast, and it seems to have a ghostly spirit. Occasionally, there is domestic garbage in the lake.

"Leave two Taoist priests to guard the village, and the rest follow me upstream."

Song Lin gave the order immediately.

Soon, everyone came to the upstream and found that there were indeed people living in this place, and there were quite a few people.

A group of people flew in the sky, attracting the attention of an existence below.

call!
A gust of wind picked up.

A dark cloud rose below.

Above the green cloud is a tall black-skinned man who is one foot tall.

The big man's hair is made of aquatic plants, his mouth is full of sharp fangs, and his eyes protrude like goldfish.

"Bold, I am General Yinshan Green! How dare you come to my territory!"

After finishing speaking, the green general conjured up a dark green bead, put the bead in his palm, and then blew lightly on everyone.

call!
Green mist surrounded it from all directions.

It turned out to be miasma.

A figure can be seen faintly in the miasma, this is the miasma ghost orb, its power is equivalent to a high-grade spirit weapon.

General Green looked at the crowd viciously, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

General Green was a defeated general 200 years ago. After his death, he turned into a ghost and was worshiped by people.

I have been refining the orb for a hundred years in Yinshan Mountain, and the evil spirit inside is formed by miasma that is condensed thousands of times and tens of thousands of times. Not to mention the number of opponents, even if it is a hundred times more, it can be easily taken down.

Not only that, the people below organized people to shoot arrows towards the sky.

Whoa!
It's a pity that this low-level spell can't help Song Lin.

I saw Song Lin calling lightly.

The Eight Scenes Excalibur came out together.

The sword energy formed a gust of wind, wrapped in the miasma to form a tornado, and rushed towards the green general instead.

The next moment, General Green was strangled by the sword and miasma into pus.

The Taoist soldiers went to the mountain village below, and quickly subdued the disciples of General Green.

"Reporting to the temple master, a total of eight Temple Zhus, 32 ghost boys, and 700 ghost soldiers were captured."

There are more than 5000 people in the upstream area, and the roofs are decorated with green vines. Flying in the air may not find people living below.

Every July [-]th is a festival dedicated to the Green General.

On the day of the festival, the shamans selected by the temple perform fire-eating charcoal, and the temple arranges a volcano.

Every year when crossing the volcano, some people feel that the green general is called up and become immortals in the fire, and people are flocking to it.

"Come and demolish the temple!" Prince Ye ordered.

Most of these villagers were enslaved by the priests and shamans of the temple, deceived by the Shengxian Bureau, and even attacked the Taoist priest of Donghua Temple who rescued them. They are really pitiful and hateful guys.

The Taoist priests demolished the temple, and the magnificent green temple collapsed. When the bone altar was dug out of the ground, the belief of the villagers was shattered.

Names and birth dates were written on the bone altars, and some bone altars were broken, exposing white bones.

"Son!!"

"Nine sisters!"

"father!"

When the villagers saw the names of their relatives, they were deeply saddened and wept loudly.

Their inner resentment towards Song Lin and other outsiders disappeared.

I thought my relatives had ascended to the fairy world to serve the immortals, but I didn't expect to become a pile of bones.

The Donghua Alliance flew three routes, and the operation of cutting down mountains and destroying temples lasted for three days, basically sweeping away the surrounding mountains of the Donghua Alliance.

Donghua Temple, the conference hall.

Seven temple masters and major deacons gathered.

"Cutting down mountains and destroying temples, and eliminating demons and old ghosts are also part of the practice, do you have any insights?" Song Lin examined everyone in the school.

Shi Yinhua couldn't help snorting coldly: "The demons and goblins pretend to be officials and ranks without authorization. How dare a defeated army be called a widow? If we don't come, we still don't know that there is such a mess of people and ghosts in the world."

"Kill, kill all those who confuse the crowd with gossip, not killing is not enough to promote righteousness!"

Gu Yuchan stood up.

This action is simply beyond recognition.

In addition to demons and evil cultivators, some mortals have also bewitched many people.

Qingyu also stood up to speak, her clothes were no longer gorgeous, she wore a simple Taoist robe, and her temperament became much calmer.

The current Qingyu is not the princess, but the real deacon of Donghua Temple.

"I have a new understanding of the Three Laws. Before, it was only a commandment to restrain pride and complacency. Now, it seems that the Three Laws are also a restraint on one's own strength and protection of living beings."

Three Laws: Don't falsely imitate the mind of heaven as your own mind; don't deceive and confuse all living beings; don't show yourself to be a god in the world.

The former restrains oneself, while the latter two protect all living beings.

Song Lin Jianguan has a philosophy, which is not to easily reveal his spells in front of people, even if he flies around, he must cover himself with blindfolds.

Let the power of monks fade in people's minds, and make people silent and confused, so that there will be long-term peace and stability.

Not only Qingyu, but also Shi Yinhua and other high-level officials sometimes don't understand.

Why downplay the influence of monks?

In this way, the people have no awe and fear in their hearts, so it is easy to cause trouble.

Now they understand.

Their wanton display of supernatural powers may seem nothing in their own eyes, but in the eyes of creatures with no power to restrain them, they are very shocking, even if it is just a small amount of magic fire.

People subconsciously leave fear in their hearts, and these fears and awe of monks are easily exploited by demons and evil cultivators.

If spells are banned among the people, most people don't believe in them. In this way, except for some foolish men and women, ordinary people will not be used.

"Yes, not right." Song Lin shook his head, "Your thinking is too one-sided. If you forbid it in the open, demons will also come secretly. We should spread the righteous law to let sentient beings know the righteous way we are walking."

Forbidding people to show their holiness is part of it. On the one hand, don’t forbid magic spells to pray for blessings and avoid disasters. Every time you go to a place, kill demons and old ghosts first, and then practice the Dharma, it will naturally take root deeply.

In any case, Song Lin was very relieved in his heart.

The theoretical level of the disciples is much higher.

Dharma veins can be suppressed, thoughts cannot be suppressed, and people's hearts cannot be suppressed.

People in today's world are determined, and Song Lin's method has a rich living soil.

The prevalence of Donghua's Dharma is inevitable, and he is confident in his own path.

"The disciple knows!"

"Okay, tomorrow you gather the mountain people to the upper reaches of the Green River from Jinniuling, and more than 1 people should be able to apply for the establishment of a county. I will go to the Taoist Gate tomorrow to apply for resources for building a temple."

(Ask for a monthly ticket, there will be another chapter in a while, [-] words today.)
(End of this chapter)