My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 333 Undercover search, the conditions of the Taoist sect
"Treasure from the West? How far is the West from the Central Plains?"

Jin Bifeng asked.

Jin Bifeng was puzzled, and suddenly thought, he was tricked by the emperor.

It is estimated that the emperor didn't even think about destroying the Buddha, but just wanted to find an excuse to let himself out.

If you really want to destroy the Buddha, you don't have to wait until now.

"One hundred and eight thousand miles."

Emperor Yong Le said.

"I will designate you two as the Heavenly Master of the Ming Dynasty, the National Teacher of the Ming Dynasty, and Song Lin as the Daoist Protector of the Ming Dynasty. When the imperial court orders troops and generals, you will set off immediately."

"As for the route is a water route, both the national teacher and the celestial teacher are people who have traveled the four continents, so they must know the route to the West."

At this time, Zhang Tianshi took out a pair of sea charts.

The route to the sea is drawn in a circle on it, and small characters are written inside the circle, marking a certain country or a certain terrain.

The painting style is simple, but it can be seen at a glance.

"The boarding place is the Yangzi River, and then passes through the Hongjiangkou, Bailongjiang, and then the ocean. This leaves the Nanfangbuzhou, along the Ryukyu and Guangzhou, and passes through the soft water ocean for [-] miles, Suitieling."

After a while, the three of Song Lin drafted the regulations for going to sea into a memorial, and the imperial court ordered troops to grant the seal.

Song Lin recommended Zheng He, the eunuch of Sanbao, to lead the team.

One Grand Marshal of Zhengxi, one Commander-in-Chief, one Deputy Commander-in-Chief, two Vanguards on the left and right, five Commanders of the Five Armies, one hundred commanders, 150 members from one thousand households, five hundred members from one hundred households, and three heroes Ten thousand.

One member of the grain and grass household department, ten interpreters, one hundred medical officers, 300 miscellaneous workers, 500 Taoist priests, 200 craftsmen...

There are more than 3 people in total.

Treasure ships are being built against time.

It is estimated that 36 treasure ships with a length of 180 feet and a width of 24 feet, [-] warships with a length of [-] feet, [-] ships with a length of [-] feet, [-] horse boats, and [-] grain and cargo ships.

This is the sea armada of more than 1000 ships.

Emperor Yong Le looked at the officials' names on the memorial, but did not see Song Lin and the other three.

"Don't the three masters fill in their names and hang their seals?"

"The old monk doesn't want to make a name for himself, he just needs to make a good deed."

Song Lin and the two also said that they don't need it.

In the main hall, Zheng He, the eunuch of the Three Treasures, looked at Song Lin in surprise.

God Xuantian entrusted him with a heavy responsibility because he valued his ability.

Seeing Song Lin now, Zheng He immediately thought that it was Song Lin's credit.

If it is not in the main hall, I must thank you.

"It may take another two years to prepare. This trip to the West may cost eighteen provinces a year's tax."

Emperor Yong Le thought.

"Two years? This is different from the history of the story. It seems that the world of the story has changed again."

Song Lin thought to himself.

Many things cannot be concluded directly from the story, and sometimes they will change because of my arrival.

The pre-preparation is so long and the number of people is so large, it is estimated that it will not be able to come down in a few decades.

Soon, Song Lin and others went back to their residence to rest.

"It's a matter of friendship."

Zhang Yinhua smiled and didn't care about the failure of Taoism just now.

In fact, he could also see that Song Lin was helping him. If Song Lin hadn't acted, he would have defeated Jin Bifeng's men.

As the leader of Taoism in the world, Longhu Mountain will usher in many storms.

"Hands up."

Song Lin said politely.

Zhang Tianshi is very powerful, but he doesn't know Jin Bifeng's heel.

If known in advance, it may not be so passive.

Song Lin is also relying on the power of magic, in terms of realm, he may be a little worse than Jin Bifeng.

But Song Lin is confident of winning the battle of life and death.

The suppression of this kind of world realm is not so high.

It's more about fighting skills, fighting magic weapons, and fighting formations.

This is true of Journey to the West, and so is Western Records.

In this kind of world, it is difficult to see a person's strength, only by making a move can one know the truth.

And the division of cultivation can also be rough.

Zi Mansion is called Sanxian, if there is organization, it is a heavenly immortal, Dujie is Taiyi Tianxian, and if there is no organization, it is called Taiyi Sanxian.

The two chatted all the way.

Zhang Yinhua was a little curious about overseas orthodoxy.

Knowing that Song Lin has more than a dozen kinds of orthodoxy, and there is no old heavenly master in the heavenly court, he couldn't help being a little surprised: "Then your disciples are working hard? It may take dozens or hundreds of years to achieve small success."

"almost."

"Oh, overseas is not the same as Longhushan."

It's not that I look down on Song Lin.

As a thousand-year-old sect, Longhushan has a lot of immortals who have ascended to the heavens. The sect has an extremely rich background, and coupled with the system of transmission and reception that matches the heavens, the practice is much faster than ordinary sects with no background.

Basically, after two or three years of inspection and acceptance, you can use powerful spells, or recruit troops.

This is the difference between orthodox Taoist priests and overseas casual cultivators.

An orthodox Taoist priest can't just look at the realm, God knows where he moved from.

"Admiration, admiration, I will definitely come to visit the next day."

Song Lin said sincerely.

In this world, the Taoism of Mount Longhu is a little less, but the system is still good.

Easy to practice, powerful spells.

The first few years of practice are basically to hone the mind, and only after the mind has passed the test can one receive the scriptures to practice.

There are also expert supporters who can move rescue soldiers anytime and anywhere.

Much better than working hard from scratch.

People are in the easy mode, and Donghua Jungle belongs to the hard mode of hell.

Of course, they are prone to exclusivity.

Can't accept the new Dharma lineage, because the upper echelons don't have expert support, so they need to explore on their own initiative, and over time, an exclusive system has been formed
If Song Lin wants to copy it, he must consider this point.

"Daoist, wait a moment!"

Jin Bifeng suddenly called Song Lin to stop.

"Can the Taoist priest return the water essence to the old monk?"

"..." Song Lin looked a little embarrassed, and thought he could get away with it.

Whoa!
A transparent jade bracelet appeared in his palm.

This thing is the Tianhe just now, and it turned out to be an acquired magic weapon.

I thought I could get it off.

"Thank you sir."

Jin Bifeng laughed.

"Elders don't need to be too polite. How can I take what others like?"

Jin Bifeng couldn't help nodding secretly, this person was upright, with a straightforward and elegant personality, much better than Zhang Yinhua.

Song Lin and Jin Bifeng chatted happily.

This is an ancient Buddha of Buddhism. Although it is only an incarnation, his understanding of the Dao is different from ordinary people.

Even if it is not a system, it can be understood by analogy.

……

The real world, the secret room in the pot world.

Purple light bloomed between Song Lin's brows, there were two flowers above his head, and wisps of cloud were floating in the position of the third flower.

It seems that it is about to condense into a flower.

In front of you is Laojun's gossip furnace, which refines the elixir for body refining and three-flower gathering.

If it breaks through, the three flowers gathered at the top are perfect, plus the six-turn and nine-turn indestructible body, the combat effectiveness is no less than the early stage of crossing the catastrophe.

The process is quick.

Minimum six months, maximum three years.

Three years is enough.

No need to worry about running out of time.

At this time, the people at the exorcism altar sent a message that Jianwei had already brought people back and was waiting outside the hall.

With a thought in Song Lin's mind, the world in the pot opened, and a figure leaped over.

"Daoist!"

The sword guard half knelt down and said.

"How is Mingxing Peak?"

"There is no one in Mingxing Peak, Master Zhixin is not present, but I found the cipher text left by Master Zhixin around."

The ciphertext is an original text created by Donghua Forest, and it cannot be deciphered by anyone except the people in Donghua Forest.

The ciphertext is messy, sometimes on the tree trunk, sometimes on the pebbles under the water, or carved in the corner of the wall.

It took Jianwei a long time to arrange them.

"What did Master Zhixin say?"

"He said that you don't need to pay attention to the matter of retreat, and he makes his own decisions. At the same time, he hid a box underground."

After all, Jianwei presented a box.

Song Lin opened the box, and inside was a map.

The location of the map is the southeast coast, it seems to be near the Yuzhen Taoist Gate, and there is an island in the center of the map.

The island is not big, equivalent to half of Shanyin County.

Song Lin knew this place, it was Yindao, the place where Donghua Yinmai practiced.

Various valuable small islands are marked around the island, as well as the mine veins on the seabed, and the sphere of influence of the demons involved.

According to the resources on the map, there is no problem in supporting three or five jungles.

What does Master Zhixin want to do?
Do you want to let yourself move there?Song Lin thought inwardly.

This place is really a good hiding place if you have trouble with the Daoist sect.

And the island is shrouded in clouds and fog, and ordinary monsters cannot enter here.

"Master Zhixin isn't retreating at Mingxing Peak?"

Song Lin asked.

"No, I can't find out where it is."

Through this information, Song Lin was able to judge that Zhixin must be in trouble.

wrong!

He thought of someone.

"Did Wu Qingxuan retreat too?"

Song Lin asked.

"Exactly."

"I see."

Song Lin immediately understood everything.

This retreat is probably for Wu Qingxuan's change of fate against the sky, and it is a third chance.

Judging from their performance during this period, Wu Qingxuan's temperament must have changed drastically after his resurrection, which caused the two to part ways.

It's not even certain that Wu Qingxuan has taken refuge in a celestial master.

During this period of time, Wu Qingxuan was usually in Xuanyu City.

In this way, Zhi Xin is not willing to use the third chance to change his fate against the sky, after all, it will threaten his life.

"What should I do..."

Song Lin wanted to help, but Zhixin had no such intention at all, and he didn't even tell where he was.

Only one chart remains.

What is certain is that Zhixin is not sure about this retreat, leaving the sea chart in order to transfer part of the jungle power to himself.

"Indivisible."

Song Lin decided.

Let Yinmai develop by itself, but Donghua's people cannot transfer it.

One is that they are afraid of exposing the hidden veins, and the other is that they cannot concentrate their strength when a major event requires manpower.

Zhixin may be explaining the funeral, but Song Lin also feels that it is impossible to let Zhixin be in danger for nothing.

Let's not say that the two are in a relationship of sharing weal and woe, but also based on their previous affection.

Thinking of this, Song Lin looked at the others.

"How do you master the Black Law of the Northern Emperor?"

"Seven of us can do it, and the rest have to be carefully selected."

Sure enough, Jianwei and the others did not disappoint. Except for Xiang Ling who was originally a god and demon, the seven of them almost mastered the Black Law of the Northern Emperor.

That is to say, you can summon gods and demons anytime, anywhere like a horse fairy.

"If it's two thunder gods and demons, how long can you last?"

"Half a moment!"

"Very well, this seat needs you to do one thing."

"Taoist, please speak."

"You have to find out all the information above all the masters and masters of the whole Shengwei Daomen."

"Strictly divide the factions. Those are the Shengwei faction, who are the benefactors, and what are the conflicts between them. Focus on Ziyun, Yunhai, Yinwang, and Chu Yuying. Find out their enemies, find out the neutral faction... ..."

"Other things can be put aside, this must be carefully considered."

"Yes!"

The sword guard quietly disappeared.

At the same time, he wrote to Xiangling, asking her to help find some desperadoes in the ghost city.

Song Lin looked into the distance, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"In that case, I'll do it first."

The current situation is too flat, and there are no major conflicts at all.

Since there is no conflict, create conflict.

The internal contradictions of the Daoist sect intensified.

For example, inciting two factions to fight, or framing, assassination and so on.

Of course, Song Lin did not focus on assassinating high-level officials.

The high-level power is tyrannical, and assassination may not be effective, and it is easy to be exposed.

If it was really that easy to assassinate, I am afraid that the demons would have started a long time ago.

The target is still those middle and lower classes who have made too many enemies.

From small to large, gradually stirring up right and wrong, it is best to involve those who are neutral.

In addition, Song Lin personally maintained the relationship with Plum Blossom, Di Sha, and Tian Sha, the friends of Master Zhi Xin.

Layman Long, Taoist Langxiao, etc. outside the Taoist gate also took care of it.

Might be useful in the future.

No matter what the future holds, Song Lin will make arrangements first.

Maintaining the status quo.

The next day.

The sky over Donghua Forest is covered with dark clouds.

The clouds were dark and low, as if they were about to overwhelm the jungle.

The jungle monks only felt tightness in their chests and could not breathe.

Everyone in Yinquan Palace in the world in the pot noticed the breath.

The prince Zhong opened his golden eyes, and nine yangs and one yin demon appeared faintly in the air.

"Someone wants to show off, Daoist! Do I need to do it myself?"

"Need not!"

Song Lin refused.

Just kidding, the people from Yinquan Palace are good cards. If Shengwei finds out, he will be hunted down immediately.

Thinking of this, Song Lin walked out.

I saw a three-eyed man in a black robe standing above the black clouds. The bloody eyes between the man's brows looked shocking, as if there was a kind of magical power.

The moment he saw this person, Song Lin bowed neither humble nor overbearing, and said, "Greetings to the City Lord!"

This person is Yun Hai, one of the masters of Taoist Thunder Tribulation.

Yun Hai put away his magical powers, looked at Song Lin gently, and said with a smile: "Song Lin, I have a good thing to come here this time."

"Dare to ask what a good thing?"

Going to the Temple of Three Treasures for nothing, Song Lin didn't believe that pies could fall from the sky.

"In view of your superb attainments in Taoism, the Taoist sect is going to focus on training you. I have announced to the Celestial Master that I am going to grant you the post of head of Lanhe, the source of the Nine Rivers. I wonder if you would like it?"

"Then what are the conditions to be met?"

Song Lin was still vigilant.

"It's very simple. The Celestial Master appreciates your talent. Don't blame the past, and he can teach you personally. You don't need to do anything, and the Taoist sect doesn't covet anything from you."

Yunhai said sincerely.

According to his character, Song Lin must be killed.

Tianshi really loves talent and doesn't want to waste Song Lin's talent.

In his opinion, the price Song Lin paid was already very small, even negligible.

Thinking of this, Yunhai stated the conditions.

"The Celestial Master doesn't like Donghua's precepts, and it conflicts with Taoist laws, as long as you abandon this law."


To be precise, they wanted Song Lin to integrate into them.

If it is really integrated, then the previous things can indeed not be pursued.

From the point of view of interests, since the dead cannot be resurrected anyway, Song Lin is a much stronger talent than Zheng Si after all.

Not even a price to pay, just a few precepts.

Others have long been excited to accept it, but...

"Sorry, I refuse!"

(End of this chapter)