Chapter 145 Panlong carries the mountain, trapped by money
"Eh? Why do you have this thing?"
What Panlong spit out were inner elixirs. One was green in color and should be Tianwu's poisonous elixir. The other was pitch black in color. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be the tree spirit's.
After Panlong spit out the inner elixir, he looked at the things on the ground eagerly, as if he was a little greedy.
"You want to eat?" Song Lin could see Panlong's desire at a glance.
Panlong nodded quickly, fearing that Song Lin would not agree.
"Okay, then you can eat it." Song Lin thought it was useless to keep it, so it would be okay to let Panlong eat it.
Hearing this, Panlong opened his huge mouth full of sharp teeth, swallowed the bead directly, and started to bite it.
Song Lin watched carefully, fearing that the two inner elixirs would explode.
After Panlong took the inner elixir, his body suddenly grew bigger like an inflated balloon.
If it was originally a slender dragon, now it looks like an exploded puffer fish with two big bulging eyes.
Over time, the body gradually became smaller and elongated.
The original length was more than one foot, but now it has become three feet.
With blue-black mane, sapphire-like scales, ferocious claws, forked dragon horns and sharp eyes, lying on the ground and looking around, it gives people an extremely arrogant and domineering feeling.
We can no longer focus on Song Lin now.
"What abilities do you have now?" Song Lin asked.
This body size has doubled all of a sudden, it's impossible to just gain weight.
Panlong tilted his head and thought for a moment, and the golden light in his green pupils flashed away.
Boom boom boom!
The entire ground suddenly shook, with Panlong as the center, and cracks continued to spread outward.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Song Lin quickly stopped him.
The power of earthquakes?
It doesn't seem to be the case. What I saw just now is Panlong itself. It should be able to rapidly increase its weight, and it can increase by tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of times.
"Let's call it Danshan Divine Power."
It was like a mountain was suddenly lifted from behind.
If this sudden attack occurs in the middle of a close hand-to-hand fight with someone, he will definitely be unable to survive and walk around.
Song Lin took back the Panlong Cang Jade, played with the jade pendant in his hand, and thought about the next path.
The first priority must be to improve your own cultivation.
Only when the yin and yang are harmonious can the elixir be formed. This process may require the guidance of a heavenly master or finding opportunities from stories.
In fact, the probability of getting a chance in the story is very high.
Sometimes it's not the so-called fate.
You must know that the story world is opened with essence and blood. The upper limit of the world is probably similar to your own cultivation level, and at most one or two realms higher.
Under such restrictions, the probability of finding an opportunity is greatly increased.
In addition, your own combat power includes weapon refining.
The Seven Great Sages have not yet been transformed into Yanglei Colonels, and each of them will cost about 3,000 to 5,000 mana.
The method to save money and effort has not yet been researched, but this is definitely what needs to be done.
Now there is another dragon. The dragon is a growth treasure. It is only three feet now. If it grows to ten thousand feet, its power will be frightening.
"I'm glad I became the temple host, otherwise where would I have found so many things?"
Song Lin thought to himself.
My path is right. If I hadn't become the master of the temple and used the power of everyone to train and raise troops, how could I have so many troops?
Since the Dzogchen of Dingshen, Song Lin has controlled about 80,000 rampant troops.
If you become a Taoist master, you will have more resources...
But these are too far away, so I’d better focus on the things in front of me first.
The second is Taoist affairs.
The first is to completely reform and eliminate the influence of Jiuyou, and the second is to recruit people! Recruit people!!
The next day, it was bright and clear.
The sound of a man reciting sutras could be heard outside.
Song Lin went out and saw that everyone was doing homework in the main hall.
In fact, Song Lin did not make up the contents of these homeworks.
A long time ago, in the distant Sanmao era, there was actually such a thing as morning and evening classes, but they were all abandoned later.
There are now less than two hundred Taoist priests and Taoist boys, but seeing this scene of unity is quite shocking.
Soon, morning and evening classes were over.
"All the three deacons and eight deacons are staying."
The palace door is closed.
Song Lin immediately announced the new seniority.
"The old hierarchy is no longer needed. Now I'm promulgating a new hierarchy."
The Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty thought of his descendants, and all the heavens heard the sound of Dafa.
This is the generation of the New Xuan Ke concept, the three are the generation with the character Yuan, the eight deacons are the generation with the character Huang, the remaining Taoist priests are the generation with the character Dao, and the senior Taoist boys are the generation with the character nian.
Song Lin's "Ming" character was directly removed.
The matter of seniority must be well divided, so as to establish dignity.
"Shi Yin Hua will send a message to Jungle soon, telling them to register their seniority again."
"The next step is to recruit people! What do you think?"
There are currently only thirty-four Taoist priests, about one hundred and fifty Taoist boys, and only fifty senior Taoist boys.
When the number increased at least five times, it was the heyday of Xuan Ke Guan.
"I think recruiting children first and training them from an early age will make them more secure in the future."
Taoists who start as a boy are more loyal, and they can also see their character after a long time.
"Yes." Song Lin thought for a while and agreed.
"I think we can recruit some thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys, otherwise there will be no one to work. Those who come in will start as handymen; let them endure hardship first and see what their character is like." Shi Yinhua said.
Since Song Lin has set a recruitment threshold, naturally he cannot just randomly find people of sufficient age to raise Gu like before.
Those who survived in the past must have had good qualifications.
Now we have to ask for xinxing, which is hard to see.
"Yinhua's method is good." Song Lin agreed.
This is also the most commonly used method of selecting people in Taoist temples in the story world.
As soon as he enters the house, he does chores first, that is, he doesn't teach the magic, so that he will feel a gap in his mind, and then he will see how his xinxing is.
The more you think of people with high talents, the more you have to ignore them, don't take them seriously, and do the most complicated and hard work. If you can survive, then you can be accepted into the family.
The most important thing about this method is that it does not endanger life.
If the threat of death is used, then no one can survive, but an opening is opened, constantly hinting that they can quit and go home.
Usually teenagers can't help it.
"Okay, it's decided."
"By the way, I have decided on a system of three officials and divine generals. You can take it and study it."
In addition, everyone was given the training methods of Colonel Yang Lei.
When she learned that Yang Lei Dao Bing actually wanted several thousand French dollars, the accountant Li Jing almost collapsed.
"Master, I really have no money!"
"Why is there no money? Don't you mean breaking even?"
"That was before." Li Jing, whose beard was almost pulled off, simply settled the accounts for everyone.
The main income of the Taoist temple is the money-casting array, which produces 40,000 to 50,000 dharma coins annually, and the 40,000 to 50,000 yin earth corpses. Originally, there were hundreds of thousands of acres of fields and store minerals, which together have an annual income of 140,000 to 50,000 dharma coins.
However, the war ruined the fields, shops and other businesses, and the maximum is only 100,000 a year.
But the expenses far exceed these.
At present, the regular expenses of the Taoist temple include monthly money and elixirs for Taoist priests and senior Taoist boys, as well as institutional funds, which total about 10,000 yuan.
That's more than 120,000 a year.
The emperor's seal in the altar temple needs to be sacrificed every month, and the fierce soldiers and yellow turban warriors, etc. also need to eat incense.
However, with the common people's worship, the cost has been reduced a lot. Even so, one hundred thousand Taoist soldiers will have to spend ten thousand on incense, candles and various materials a month.
A while ago, we had to spend 50,000 mana to transform hundreds of people into Yellow Turban warriors.
"There is not a penny left in the book now. If the temple owner wants to restart the alchemy and weapon refining room, he will have to spend a lot of magic money to maintain the earth fire, about three thousand a month, before he can train talents."
Lin Lin finally calculated that it would cost more than 200,000 yuan in total.
There is simply no money to complete the plan to transform the ten-man captain into a Yellow Turban warrior and the seven saints into a Yang Thunder Cavalry General.
Based on the calculation of 200 gold for a yellow scarf warrior, if all ten captains were to be transformed, it would cost at least 200,000 gold.
Song Lin rubbed his eyebrows when he heard this, why are you so poor?
"Let's open up a source. You have all seen the moon bricks. In the future, we will deploy specialized personnel to refine the moon bricks. How much can we get in a year?"
The laurel tree was moved to the Taoist temple on the mountain, protected by a moon brick palace, right on the Yintu.
"Let's see how much we can produce. If we go by the previous productivity, it will be at least 100,000 a year!"
Everyone's eyes lit up, Moon Brick was indeed a good thing.
"Where's the laurel branch?"
Song Lin asked.
The laurel tree is of no use to me now.
It may be because it has been cut down too many times, but it cannot extract the first-grade true energy. It is like degraded rice, and now it only has the third-grade jade liquid energy.
It was originally intended to be used to mass-produce first-grade Zhenqi monks.
"No!!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone immediately opposed it.
This is the most secret foundation of Taoism!
The three yin qi commonly used in Meishan Jungle are only of the fifth grade.
"Okay, the moon bricks are almost enough."
Song Lin felt quite regretful, thinking that he could only rely on the blessing ceremony to get money in a short period of time.
The exercises of the five major sects in the world of Nuo Gao Ji should be able to sell for a good price.
As for the "Tai Chi Xuan Zhen Seal of Heaven and Man", which is the Six Seals of Heaven and Man, which has been gathered together by several experts, Song Lin plans to teach it to the eight deacons of Sandu over a period of time.
The Qingjing Seal, which is responsible for protection, and the Spiritual Official Seal, which absorbs the enemy's strength, are first passed on to Taoist priests. Later, they need Yin Gong qualifications and Tao Gong qualifications to redeem them to stimulate their enthusiasm.
"Beidou Red Dragon Qigong" is open to senior Taoists and everyone.
Passing down new techniques can be regarded as improving one's prestige.
Except for the particularly confidential exercises, Song Lin rarely kept secrets.
It's boring. If you keep the technique without practicing it, it's worse than a piece of waste paper.
Song Lin decided to go to the blessing ceremony soon.
Of course, this amount of money may not be enough to make up for the training gap of hundreds of thousands.
At this time, the Taoist boy knocked on the door.
"Report! There is someone outside the door who claims to be a Taoist priest from Jungle City and wants to see you!"
"Haha, if I feel sleepy, give me a pillow. Take me there quickly!"