My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 319

Donghua Forest.

Refining a golden body in a gossip furnace.

Song Lin, who was in the realm of turning four, has now achieved the level of refining alchemy while training the golden body.

One turns ten years, two turns a hundred years, three turns a thousand years, four turns ten thousand years, five turns ten thousand years, six turns ten million years, seven turns ten million years, and eight turns one hundred million years.

This is the time it takes to cultivate to rank eight, [-] million years.

Normal spells are practiced step by step.

The nine-turn indestructible body requires flames and elixirs, and will not harm the vitality of the body.

The more pills there are, the shorter the training time will be.

As for the legend that there is no key point, the immortal nine-turn golden body can only rely on chance.

Song Lin roughly calculated.

It takes about 10 years for four to five revolutions, and the flame of the Bagua furnace can be accelerated ten times, that is, 1 years.

A three-turn Yuzhu pill refined to the level of Baodan one day can reduce the training time by a hundred years.

It takes about three months.

This is already very fast, faster than the time it takes to turn from the second to the fourth round of practice.

This is due to the improvement of alchemy level.

First came the application of the Eight Diagrams Furnace and the method of making treasure pills, and then there was such a fast way of practice.

Although it will become more and more difficult in the future, as long as the alchemy skills improve, the basic time will not be bad.

If the nine-turn golden alchemy is refined, it may be a realm one by one.

But this is too far-reaching, even real Jin Ding doesn't know what the legendary Nine Ranks is like.

Song Lin is only at the level of the third rank in reality.

All in all, the next goal is body refining and alchemy.

With the rich experience in the story world, it is much easier to reproduce again.

The level of alchemy in the real world has been raised to at least rank six, and now there is only time.

What Song Lin lacked was time.

I killed Zhengsi, the son of the Heavenly Master. Although it is nothing now, there will be fierce revenge in the future.

Either bright or dark.

You are a Taoist celestial master, and there are a hundred ways to kill yourself.

That's why Song Lin seemed so urgent.

It is definitely not enough to rely on the Donghua Forest alone. It must rely on external forces, or the Taoist League, or other Taoist sects.

With the help of the status of a mage, on the one hand to gain prestige, it is best to break into the core members of the Taoist League.

Secondly, inside the Taoist sect, first get the surrender of two jungles, and it is better to have more.

The experts are waiting for the people from Yinquan Palace to arrive.

The two Lei Jie Taishang elders in Yinquan Palace are enough to stir up a storm.

Song Lin didn't want to rely on himself anyway.

Only when the elders fight is interesting.

With these two masters, the celestial master also has to weigh whether to bear the price of heavy casualties from the Taoist sect.

Rebels always have no scruples, but rulers worry about bottles and cans.

They may die, but most of the jungle will be lost.

Song Lin is confident that he can do this, and let Shengwei's reputation be discredited.

It's a pity that my background is still too shallow.

After practicing all night, Song Lin got up and went out.

Seven people gathered outside the door.

Three hundred people were screened out last time, and these three hundred people were training in a secret place.

The first aspect of training is to look at their abilities, and the second is to look at their loyalty and character.

People in the exorcism altar are treated extremely well, more than twenty times as much as outside.

Those who enter it will lose their names and have only codes, and they are not allowed to reveal their true colors.

Do not recognize the face beneath the mask.

Of course, the mask is also specially processed, it will automatically recognize the owner, remember the breath, and automatically destroy the moment it is taken off.

If you want to get the mask, you can only go to Xiangling.

This is the ability of Xiangling God and Demon.

"Meet the Taoist Lord!"

Seven people knelt down in unison.

The sword guard headed by him has the sword of a fairy sword and the cultivation base of the great perfection of alchemy. He was born with a sword body and mastered the Tiandun swordsmanship early on.

After all, it was the seedlings selected by Master Zhixin from all over the country after spending a year in Taoism, so Song Lin entrusted him with the important task.

"Hold my token for a while, and they will cooperate with you wherever you go. You must play the demeanor of the exorcism altar."

This is also the meaning of letting the people in the jungle see their strength.

If the exorcism altar is not strong, it will have no deterrent effect.

"This time, for the sacrifice of the old Qi, I appoint you as the general of the Xiaojie Lingguan."

"Start from the original Twelve Taoist Temples, sweep and rectify along the road, and then meet at the jungle headquarters."

"Yes!"

Seven people set off separately, holding tokens.

Along the road, monsters block and kill demons, and people block and kill people.

In addition to demons, there are evil cultivators, and even the families of Taoist priests.

three days later.

Donghua jungle, the sun jade chariot in the clouds, Song Lin, Sandu, Gu Yuchan, the master of cultivation, Yan Jiuge, the master of swordsman, Xiao Xuan, Lu Yunsheng and others watched the feast.

"After this battle, the sky is clear and full of vitality."

Song Lin couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Not being in this era, not knowing the absurdity of certain things.

Because Taoism is present in the world, many people are superstitious, but they have no ability to distinguish. Just a juggler can deceive countless people, making them willing to give their property and wives.

Song Lin took out another battle report.

"This report from Bailong Township is ridiculous, hateful, and pathetic!"

The person killed this time was an 80-something witch and a gentry.

Three years ago, the only son of a gentry in Bailong Township died young. The sorceress made a move, saying that if she wanted to have another child, she would first kill the person who was born in the same year as the only son.

The gentry sent thugs to kill seven people secretly, and a fat boy was born the next year.

The witch is good at fooling around. She once said that people who hang themselves can go to heaven to enjoy blessings. Eleven people hanged themselves that night.

A few days ago, people from the exorcism altar went to investigate and found that this sorceress had no cultivation at all, and she was just talking nonsense.

If you are right, you are predicting things like a god, and if you are wrong, you are not sincere.

In the end, she must have killed the sorceress and her followers.

Everyone passed it on to each other.

"It's time to kill!" Wang Ziye said angrily.

"What about after killing?" Song Lin asked back.

"Reveal the truth to the people so that they won't be deceived in the future," Qingyu said.

"Impossible, this time it's a fake, next time someone with a little bit of ability will come, won't they believe it again?"

Shi Yinhua retorted, he saw the problem at a glance.

"So I still have to sweep it from time to time."

Gu Yuchan came to a conclusion.

"One-sided."

Song Lin shook his head, and everyone looked over.

"Yinhua is right, so we must establish an image that we are the orthodox. Except for the Donghuamen, except for the temples approved by the Taoist himself, all others are obscene temples and evil cultivators; for the rest, other people's ideas can be adopted .”

"Of course, the most important thing is to make their lives richer. Most believers in evil gods live in poverty and are oppressed. The number of evil gods is not determined by others, but by us."

Song Lin said to Shi Yinhua and the others.

Donghua Jungle requires a certain amount of Taoism and homework to receive the scriptures. He has relaxed the requirements for homework, including helping those in need, and being a chivalrous hero. He will get less Taoism, but he can do a lot of it.

This not only ensures the reputation, but also solves the problem of insufficient homework merit.

It is worth mentioning that if the magic spells are revealed among the people in the above situations, it does not violate the Three Laws.

"I'll wait to find out."

"The dust in the house needs to be cleaned frequently, so the anger will not disappear. We will not slack off every day."

Song Lin put forward the concept of "old qi" by combining the concept of reality and previous life.

The old qi is the qi of stubborn illness: ghost qi, demon qi, evil qi, devil qi, depression qi, and yin qi.

Most of them are related to ghosts, so there is no need to say more about the dangers of ghosts.

Evil Qi is the old cultivator corresponding to evil cultivator, depression Qi and Donghua cultivator.

Although they don't have the name of evil cultivators, because of the characteristics of their skills and behavior style, they are also very harmful, even far more than evil cultivators.

Evil cultivators are at least called out by everyone, and Song Lin generally defines them as righteous cultivators without a system.

"Okay, the twelve Taoist temples are almost over. You take a little more disciples to the fifteen Taoist temples in Meishan. The next task may be more difficult. I will sit in town for three days and go to the Qimen jungle in three days."

Three days, nothing happened within three days.

The crowd is like a broken bamboo.

Song Lin was bored and went to the Qimen Forest.

Through the last cloud altar elimination robbery, they almost saw their own strength.

If you want the forest not to perish, you can only stay firmly in the Meishan forest.

This lecture may open a breakthrough.

Song Lin came to the organ city.

boom!
"Ah! It hurts!"

As soon as he came in, he heard Gu Ling shouting, the pain contained in the voice was chilling.

Boom!

The Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu in the four directions of the city came alive, their eyes glowed red, and they crazily stomped on the buildings.

Compared with the [-]-foot-tall puppet mechanism beast, the creatures of the buildings below are as fragile as paper.

"Brother Gu Ling, calm down!"

The sound of Feihong was heard not far away.

I saw Feihong ascending to the sky and transforming into sixteen clones.

Each avatar has different abilities.

It's a pity that the four divine beasts are so violent, even if they don't use their supernatural powers, the sixteen clones are still unable to resist.

Seeing the heavy casualties, Song Lin made a move.

"Fellow Daoist, get out of the way!"

Song Lin flew into the air, and his figure grew rapidly.

Three heads and six arms, four turns of the golden body.

One arm held down a divine beast, preventing it from moving.

"Song Daoyou?"

Feihong said in astonishment.

"Go and see how the ancient spirit is doing."

Song Lin said.

Although I don't know what happened, but I feel that I should be insane.

The eyeballs of the people in the Qimen Jungle below all stared out. I didn't expect that there were still people who could directly hold down the divine beast.

Can't believe it!

After a long time, the struggle of the beast gradually disappeared, and finally returned to its original position, turning into a statue.

Song Lin changed back to his original form and returned to the Daoist Hall.

Gu Ling leaned against the pillar weakly, looked at Song Lin with a forced smile and said, "Thank you, brother!"

"Brother, this is it?"

"It's just crazy."

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