My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 70 Ancestral spirits take refuge, the grand judge of the temple!

When the Dongshan group of demons danced wildly.

A person came from the mountain village, to be precise, it was a ghost.

This person was wearing an official uniform, about more than 40 years old, with a face like white jade, walking slowly on the official road.

It is strange that the people around him turn a blind eye to this.

This man is called Xi Fang, who was a sheriff a hundred years ago, loved by the common people during his lifetime, and some people set up a longevity tablet for him at home, and became the ancestor of the Xi family after his death.

The so-called ancestral spirit is also a kind of ghosts and spirits in the heaven and earth.

Ancestral spirits are generally the ancestors of the family. They only guard one family and will rise and fall with the rise and fall of the family.

Now the Xi family is not as powerful as before, Xi Fang couldn't maintain his body, so he came out to look for opportunities to maintain his body.

"Hey, there are too many evil gods and wild immortals." Xi Fang sighed.

Maintaining the body needs to swallow the souls of other ghosts and gods. He can't beat the strong ones, and the weak ones are covered in blood. They are no different from demons. This kind of swallowing will cause endless troubles.

You can only find some newly born souls, or gods who have not been in contact with blood.

"Huh? Got it!"

Xi Fang saw that the temples in the village in front of him were full of white air and very clean.

The moment he saw this thing, Xi Fang was very excited.

Isn't this exactly what I'm looking for?
In this world where wars are raging and demons dance wildly, it is not easy to have such a pure temple.

Thinking of this, Xi Fang transformed himself into a short businessman.

He grabbed the people in the village and asked, "Old man, may I ask what temple is in front of you? What kind of god is enshrined?"

"Oh, this is Wulang Temple! Bless us for a good harvest."

"Spirit?"

"It's amazing. I beat two wild boars the day before yesterday." The old man said with a simple and honest smile. This person is the village chief Yang Dashan.

"That's fine, I'll go say goodbye too."

Xi Fang was surprised that there are such good gods in this small country, and they actually bring benefits to the believers.

I have been to Dongshan Houcun before, and I have never heard of Wulang God. It is estimated that it was born only recently.

This little god is nothing to worry about.

Thinking of this, Xi Fang swaggered into the temple, only to see an inverted statue looking at him.

"Edict!!"

Xi Fang showed his original shape, and he found a vase out of nowhere, with a willow branch inserted in the vase, he held the willow branch, and sprinkled a drop of water on the statue.

There is a force that suppresses everything in the water.

At this time, the statue of the god shone brightly, and a Taoist priest in green robe appeared.

"What a guts!!" Song Lin shouted angrily.

A ball of flame was shot, and the water evaporated immediately.

Then a flying sword pointed directly at Xi Fang's eyebrows.

boom!
The treasure bottle was directly knocked into the air.

Xi Fang just wanted to escape, but when he turned around, he found soldiers with green faces, fangs, and disheveled hair like barbarians standing behind him, so densely packed that the entire temple could not stand.

Turning around, I saw Song Lin's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Is the soldier strong and the horse strong?"

"My lord, please forgive me..." Xi's face turned blue and white, and finally lowered his noble head.

Song Lin was about to kill this person when Xi Fang suddenly knelt down.

"Wait a minute, my lord! The little one knows a lot of things, and is willing to do his best for the lord!"

Song Lin thought for a while and said, "Give me a reason."

"Adults probably don't know how to advance and practice the gods, right? The younger ones can explain it to you."

"it is good!"

With a wave of Song Lin's sleeve, the ghosts and gods disappeared and entered the shadowy soil inside the statue.

Yin soil, as the name suggests, is the land of the underworld.

The sky is gray all the year round, hundreds of acres of shady soil are shrouded in hazy ghost fog, a mansion is looming, and there are 120 rampant soldiers guarding the surroundings of the mansion, each full of evil spirits.

The two sat down in the pavilion.

"Go ahead."

"My lord should be a Tunning Yincao? A Tunning Yincao has at least [-] believers to be promoted to a Quzhi Yincao, and a Quzhi Yincao needs at least [-] followers to be promoted to a departmental rank. There is a probability that a supernatural power will be produced during the promotion process, and the title is consistent with the supernatural power."

"So that's it, how to get other priesthoods?"

Of course, Song Lin would not be satisfied with a simple hunting title. The population of the Chen Dynasty was huge, and there were only a few million Orion.

According to Xi Fang's theory, at most it is a school job, and it is still a long way from the upper-level metropolitan and general jobs.

"Swallow the soul of the god to inherit the priesthood."

"So that's the case, you can try it."

"My lord, hunting gods is not bad. Most of Dongshan County live by hunting. There are no hunting gods, and the mountain gods are Mu Jushi and Dongshan Shiweng."

Xi Fang secretly slandered, this little god is too ignorant.

Wanting more priesthood means annexing and attacking other temples. All believers are about the same, and the cultivation level is the same. Even if you win it, it will be a miserable victory.

Moreover, most of the gods are regional, and believers may not necessarily recognize them, and it will be thankless at that time.

"You think I can't?"

"Small dare not."

"Can you add this?"

The clouds and mist cleared away, and a cloud of moonlight appeared in front of him.

The light source is a jade tree stump, about the size of a bowl.

The moment he came into contact with this light, Xi Fang suddenly felt his soul solidify, and his mana soared.

"A fetish!! Is this Lunar Moon Blossom?"

Those rampant soldiers who stay here for a year or so may directly double their combat effectiveness.

"Yes, there will be more in the future."

Song Lin had long discovered that the Lunar Moon Blossom has a beneficial effect on ghosts and gods. The reality does not have extra energy for them, but the virtual world does.

With the blessing of laurel and moon bricks, the strength of rampant soldiers will continue to increase.

"If I want to unify the underworld, how much can I achieve?"

Xi Fang looked at the laurel tree. This object can gaze at the soul body, allowing ghosts and gods to survive without relying on believers, but it can attract many ghosts, gods and ancestors to take refuge.

But dominating the world is too difficult.

There are so many great ghost and demon masters in the world, which one has real skills?
"One percent."

"And what about this?"

Song Lin pointed to the rampant soldiers who behaved with restraint.

Xi Fang looked at the poor 120 rampant soldiers, and couldn't bear to hit Song Lin, so he added [-]% to his face.

"[-] percent."

"How about doubling this number ten thousand times?"

"Xi Fang, the patriarch of the Xi family! Meet the lord!!"

"Okay! Today I am reforming the system. I am the altar temple under me. I appoint you as the chief judge of the altar temple. The judge is in charge of the altar of good and evil, the altar of day and night, the altar of supervision, and the altar of soldiers. At present, you are the only one, and I will add it later. .”

"Tomorrow you will lead twenty rampant soldiers to wander around the area, arresting evil spirits to train soldiers."

Song Lin has been following Zi Yuan for quite a long time, and he has also learned a lot of methods of rampant warfare under the influence of his ears and eyes.

Five-way rampant soldiers, all kinds of water spirits and mountain ghosts have dabbled, just use this world to practice their hands.

"As ordered!"

Xi Fang said half-kneeling.

He was forced to join. Although this hunter is just a small god, his knowledge is really amazing, and the system was established early.

Suddenly there is a very nonsense idea in my heart, maybe there is a chance to make things happen?
The first year of the altar world.

Xiaoshan Xiacao team was formed, and Song Lin didn't know its future and fate.

……

(Let’s ask for a follow-up, the update of Kawen is a bit uncertain recently, sorry. Brothers have a monthly pass to reward the younger brother.)
(End of this chapter)