My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 360 Joining the Inheritance, a New World

Monks have a long life, and they plan it slowly; ordinary people have a short life, and they only seize the day and night. "

Positively chewing this sentence carefully, Song Lin realized something.

Mei Hua even looked at the mortal next to her in surprise.

I really didn't expect a guy in his 70s to say such a thing. It seems that there are many heroes among ordinary people.

"What the Tutor said is very true."

Only then did Song Lin suddenly realize that maybe he had lived too long and was out of the mind of ordinary people.

For people like them who live a long life, ten or twenty years pass by in a flash, but for ordinary people, a youth passes away.

Some facts cannot be delayed.

"Will the Donghua League forget the kindness of the Taifu? If you need anything, just mention it. Even if it is Changsheng, I will try my best to do it."

"Longevity? It's a pity that I don't have this talent." Yang Gandao declined.

Song Lin briefly described the method of Taiyin refining shape.

"Let's see fate in the future."

Soon, Yang Gandao led his disciples to join the Yingwang Palace.

The situation is very good.

Before I knew it, half a year had passed.

The British dynasty finally had people, and coupled with Yang Gandao's propaganda, the Yinghua School gradually spread.

Although it is not prominent, but unknowingly, it has become a topic of discussion among poor scholars and poor officials.

People who agree with him think Wu Yi is a hero who hasn't appeared in a hundred years, but those who don't know him think that he is a different kind of troublemaker.

All in all, the King of England, a concubine who is not valued, is gradually being known by others.

In addition, the King of England is famous for his academics, and other people who want to impeach him for interfering in places can't find fault.

What they didn't know was that with the help of Donghua Jungle, the King of England had recruited a total of 20 local soldiers, and they were completely out-of-work trained soldiers and horses according to the standards of the Forbidden Army.

Of course, they are so showy, which also made people pay attention to the situation here.

Lingbao Gate.

A man who was somewhat similar to Wu Yi, with a more flamboyant temperament between his brows, listened to his subordinates' report.

Beside her was a beautiful lady in a palace costume.

"Wu Yi has now established a firm foothold in Yinghua, and it is said that he has received strong support from Taoist Donghua."

"What is Donghua Daoist?" The Eighth Prince Wu Lang asked suspiciously, then looked at the woman beside him and said, "Mother, do you know who Donghua Daoist is?"

This woman, who looks younger than the Eighth Prince, is his biological mother, and also the former Palace Master of Lingbao Sect. She married the Emperor for the sake of the overall situation of the Dao League. .

This woman's name is Nan Jing.

"Taoist Donghua? Could it be that shadow celestial master?"

The eunuch at the side suddenly remembered something.

After such a mention, the woman also remembered Song Lin's identity.

"I don't know who it is. It turned out to be the so-called shadow celestial master. Do you really think he is a celestial master? How dare you help that bitch's son."

Nan Jing sneered.

It's just Tian He, an old bastard, who made this kid famous.

It's just a mere wind robbery, but he dares to call himself a shadow celestial master.

"Have you sent a letter to warn me?"

Nan Jing asked.

"Fuck it, Donghua's head seat was burned in front of me, and he didn't listen to your orders at all."

"Hmph, how courageous, as a person under the jurisdiction of Lingbao Daomen, dare to ignore the overall situation."

Several people immediately decided to go over to find trouble with this shadow celestial master.

Whoa!
A ray of light flew to Donghua Forest.

The first stop is to visit Shengwei Daomen.

However, Tianhe Tianshi could not come out of the retreat for the time being, because the two ghost kings almost lost control, so Tianhe made up his mind to completely change this ill.

Yunhai is recovering from his injuries, and Yin Wang ignores foreign affairs.

Only Chu Yuying received the crowd.

"Welcome everyone to my humble house."

Chu Yuying came out to greet her in person.

"Chu Daoyou, long time no see." Nan Jing smiled slightly.

"Meet the Palace Master."

"Oh? Is the eighth prince here?"

Only then did Chu Yuying discover the Eighth Prince.

If it wasn't for the clothes, Chu Yuying would have thought she was an ordinary mortal.

Several people exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Chu Yuying suddenly asked:
"The two of you are here this time..."

"Someone from your Daoist sect misunderstood my plans and didn't obey my orders. If you don't obey my orders, you don't respect the order of the celestial master. So I came here to see what this person thinks."

Nan Jing's tone was aggressive.

"Oh? Who the hell? Maybe I can help, don't hurt your temper."

Chu Yuying frowned, looking rather displeased.

On the one hand, she felt that Nan Jing had exceeded her authority, and on the other hand, she felt that the person who obstructed the sect's plan was a little ignorant and was trying to cause trouble for them at this juncture.

"I said, do you dare to control?"

Nan Jing laughed.

"Your Excellency may wish to talk about it."

"Song Lin!"

Sure enough, after Nan Jing finished speaking, Chu Yuying's expression became stiff.

"I really can't control it, but I can give you a suggestion, don't provoke Song Lin."

"Coincidentally, I'm going to provoke you."

After finishing speaking, Nan Jing waved her sleeves, and a ray of light led everyone away, ready to go to Donghua Forest.

Chu Yuying sighed, and then followed.

This time, it was not for the so-called overall situation to persuade Song Lin.

Instead, he was going to intercede for the mother and son.

Once this guy Song Lin goes crazy, the celestial master will brush it off for you.

"How come there are people who just don't believe in the evil of the shadow celestial master?"

Chu Yuying was a little helpless.

Soon, a group of people came to Donghua Forest.

"Song Lin, come out and meet me!"

Nan Jing shouted angrily.

Whoa!

Countless lights flew out from the bottom of the jungle.

The leader is Song Lin.

"May I ask who's calling?"

"Lingbaomen Nanjing, Concubine Wu Gui, why do you want to help this little bastard again and again? One last warning, immediately expel Wu Yi, and draw a clear line with it, or you will bear the consequences."

Nan Jing pointed to Wu Yi not far away and said.

Wu Yi's biological mother was not an ordinary person, she was also a master during her lifetime, Nan Jing had always been at a disadvantage, and only found a chance to kill her later.

All these years, she has been looking for a chance to kill this evil seed.

Going out of the palace was the best opportunity, but Song Lin disturbed it unexpectedly.

Song Lin frowned when he heard such foul language, and said:
"First of all, there are no evil species here; secondly, Donghua Forest is not a place for you to swear, and again..."

Song Lin's eyes were sharp, and he said, "Get out, Lao Tzu!"

"roll!!"

Everyone in Donghua roared in unison.

"Very good..." Nan Jing's expression was ferocious, her pupils turned golden, and ten talisman primordial spirits appeared in the sky.

"Wind", "Fire", "Thunder"...

boom!
Song Lin was faster than her, took a breath, and transformed into 72 clones in an instant.

The true shape of the Five Sacred Mountains suppresses the talisman Yuanshen of the sky.

72 sword lights were brushed down together.

Flying from the sky is the upright Mangsha, Yuan Bo's eight great ghosts.

Colorful rays of light polluted the entire sky.

After the gunpowder smoke passed, Nan Jing's real body was revealed.

At this time, her face was like gold paper, blood was in the corner of her mouth, her figure was precarious, and she almost fell down.

The eighth prince sat paralyzed on top of the clouds, Song Lin's sword pressed against Nan Jing's neck.

"Fellow Daoist, calm down! This person cannot be killed!"

Chu Yuying came late and said good things in a low voice.

Song Lin asked back: "Why can't you kill? Isn't this taking the heir? Isn't it normal to have casualties in the heirloom? Are the celestial masters qualified to take action? Or do you have any high-level opinions?"

The barrage of questions made Chu Yuying speechless.

Nan Jing no longer had the arrogance of the past, but really realized that Song Lin would kill her.

Of course, Song Lin didn't kill anyone either, and said with a smirk:

"Should we be able to speak well now?"

Nan Jing remained silent, it seemed that she had acquiesced.

"First of all, I don't want to seize the heir, I just want to be a dragon. If I don't want to be a friend, why should I be an enemy?"

"Did you mean?" Nan Jing asked in surprise.

"What? Do you think I'm not good as an ally?"

Soon, there were 32 more princes in the camp of the eight princes.

Regardless of the past.

In the future, there will only be the lineage of the eighth prince who is connected with each other.

Since he is an ally, as the lord, it is reasonable to fight for some benefits for Wu Yi in the court and the opposition.

In addition, Wu Yi has already broken through his concentration, and he is not qualified to seize the throne. No matter how powerful he is, he will not be able to threaten his throne.

The lineage of the King of England developed rapidly.

Song Lin is also ready to open a new world.

……

(Ask for a monthly pass, my younger brother’s vacation is about the same. Starting today, at least [-] words per day.)
(End of this chapter)