Chapter 152 The breathless city, the big demon with a backstage (33)
Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, inside the secret room.
Song Lin suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of thunder flashed in his eyes.
"call……"
I took a long breath and switched between the two worlds. The most uncomfortable thing is this sense of dislocation.
One side has a long time and the other side has a short time.
Failure to understand both sides can easily lead to confusion.
It took Song Lin a long time to overcome this moment.
"It's a pity that we still haven't found a chance to break through the core formation." Song Lin thought to himself.
Breaking through the pill formation is not that simple. Although it is just a short step, there are countless people who have been stuck here throughout the ages.
The lifespan of the elixir-forming period is thousands of years. If you use other methods, you can live longer than this.
Generally, in some myths, the elixir-forming stage is enough to reach the threshold of the lowest level of immortality.
Song Lin opened his right palm, and a white-gold arc of electricity erupted from his palm.
The Six-Yang Platinum Divine Thunder is a special spell. When used against ordinary people, its power is similar to that of the Five Thunder Heavenly Master's Order. It is ten times more powerful against demons and evil spirits.
This is the divine thunder.
It took nearly forty days to practice this spell, which is not bad.
The speed of thunder is three times that of the Five Thunder Heavenly Master Order, and it can kill the enemy by surprise.
At this time, news came from the jade talisman of the prayer meeting.
"Huh? Someone bought my technique?" Song Lin was a little surprised.
I have been practicing this technique for dozens of days.
Since Song Lin only wanted money for the exercises, at this time of resource shortage, few people spent money on the exercises. After all, this thing is not something that can be simply practiced.
Come to the main hall.
Song Lin saw a woman in white.
"Xuan Nu? Why is it you again?" Song Lin said in surprise.
Almost all of my skills were bought from this guy. Is he really that lacking in skills?
"We meet again, fellow Taoist." Xuannv bowed.
It was not easy for Song Lin to pry into other people's privacy, so the two simply made a deal, one skill cost 10,000 yuan, and the five skills totaled 50,000 yuan.
Use the Void Photography Technique to trade.
After the transaction was completed, he returned to reality again.
Ever since he knew Tianzun's secret, Song Lin rarely exchanged private things, especially in terms of martial arts.
Wow!
Song Lin flew out of the room.
Arriving at the Metropolitan Courtyard, Shi Yinhua was alone in the temple dealing with things.
When he looked up, he saw it was Song Lin. He was about to stand up and salute, but was stopped.
"No, how is the situation at the Taoist temple?" Song Lin asked.
"It's not bad. We're basically on the right track. The moon bricks in Taoist temples are very popular. We estimated there were less last time, maybe 200,000 a year."
This may be the Taoist temple's most lucrative source of funding.
"The money-casting circle has also been opened, and there will be about 40,000 yuan in revenue every year."
In addition to the income from Yintu, there are also Lingtian shops and so on.
The total adds up to 120,000 per year, and the total is 320,000 per year.
The Taoist temple's expenditure is about 120,000 yuan.
In total, there is still a surplus of 200,000.
"Very good, we have to start training talents in the Alchemy Room and the Artifact Refining Room. Don't be afraid of spending money."
Xuanke Guan is not a sect that is good at practicing this, but at least it must be self-sufficient.
Just as Song Lin was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and said to Xi Yinhua: "Let the Taoist temple matter go for a while. Later, you can gather the troops and hide secretly in this place..."
This place is near the Breathless City, and Song Lin always has a bad premonition.
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Yun Xiao and others were already waiting aside.
Several people greeted each other, and Zhang Jingyun took out three invitations.
The invitation is a dark iron plate with a mountain pattern painted on it.
This is the invitation from Thunder Mountain.
"Let's go now, it starts tomorrow."
Several people were flying together.
The interest-free city is located in the barren mountains to the west of Merlin County, and it belongs to the no-nonsense zone.
The terrain is dangerous, inaccessible, and there are many monsters.
The Taoist temple has no interest in this place, and even if it were taken, it would still require a lot of manpower and material resources to deal with the demons.
So I didn't pay much attention to the thunder mountain god and let him guard that place, which saved the resources of the Taoist temple.
Meishan jungle peak.
In the secret room, Taoist Master Huoyun faced rows of statues.
Even in the dark, the lights here are still bright.
"It's the mountain god's birthday, haha, are you finally going to rebel?" Huo Yun murmured to himself, with indescribable emotions in his eyes.
Speaking of which, Huo Yun had a relationship with the God of Thunder Mountain, hundreds of years ago, but Huo Yun was just a small Dingshen.
The head of one of the three capitals came to pay homage.
"Get up, how can we salute just two people?" Huo Yun smiled faintly, "After the Long Yuan Conference, it should be almost time for Fengtai to surrender to the dragon, right?"
"Don't worry, Taoist Master, I will definitely choose you next time." The Director of the Imperial Academy immediately expressed his loyalty.
The three of them are those who have no hope of breaking through the Zifu and sit in high positions waiting to die.
Each of them is an old man over 800 years old, with only a few years to live, and his only wish is to enjoy more glory and wealth before his death.
"Hey, it doesn't have to be like this. You can choose whoever you want." Huo Yun seemed very generous.
"This time I heard that Chihai, Kunwu, and Chaozhen are all interested in running for office," said the head of the Imperial Academy.
Even so, Huo Yun still pricked up his ears when he heard the words of the Master of the Metropolitan Academy, and then smiled magnanimously:
"I think both Chihai and Chaozhen are pretty good. Let's fight for it. I've stayed in this position long enough. I just have the time to travel around and become a free and easy immortal."
The jungle and the locations above are not simply designated inheritances.
Instead, someone from the Taoist sect and the royal family will preside over it, and all the viewers and senior officials will vote for the election.
Of course, it is not one person, one vote. If the voter has a higher grade, the weight of the vote will be higher.
"But isn't your Fire Palace integrated with Meishan Blessed Land?"
Meishan Blessed Land is a public land in Meishan Jungle, and the Taoist master must return the public property after he leaves office.
Otherwise, this Taoist master will take a little bit, and another Taoist master will take a little bit more, and within a few sessions, they will all be wiped out.
"Don't worry, if I am not chosen at that time, Meishan Blessed Land will definitely be returned."
"This is not what I mean. By the way, my nephew has recently..."
The head of the metropolitan hospital changed the subject.
"You can do whatever you want, as long as it's not too much and it's just a business you like."
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As night falls, the mountains look like tall giants under the dark sky.
There is a brightly lit city at the foot of the mountain.
The entire city is made of steel. The city wall is thirty feet high. The city gate is made of black iron, which is thick and deep and mottled with patina.
Song Lin and three others arrived here.
This is the breathless city, where humans live during the day and demons live at night.
Behind the city, the 3,000-foot peak that towers like a sword piercing the sky is Emperor Sword Peak.
At this time, the three of them completely changed their appearance.
Song Lin took the demon-transforming pill. He had black antlers on his head and scattered black scales on his face. He was a dragon demon.
Yunxiao's hair turned into white feathers, her eyeshadow was bright red, and she had white pupils. She was a swan spirit.
And Yujing turned into a tauren.
At this time, this guy looked unconvinced and seemed to think that he had drawn a bad lottery.
"Stop making trouble and prepare to enter the city."
Yunxiao whispered.
There are monsters coming and going in the city, all kinds of weird monsters.
Most of these people came from other places to attend the banquet, and the evil spirit caused a blood cloud to form in the sky.
Song Lin couldn't help but click his tongue.
This mountain god has such strong connections.
No wonder the Taoist sects are all afraid and have to let people come over to investigate before they take any action.
If this guy is allowed to rebel, it will be a catastrophe.
Everyone entered the city. The inside of the city looked like a human night market, with stalls on both sides.
“Freshly braised, freshly braised!”
A blue-skinned yaksha hawks.
"Boss, give me one." The wolf-headed demon dropped two French coins.
The boss opened the lid of the pot, and in the steaming steam, human intestines and livers were rolling, as well as dead heads.
It’s actually human flesh and blood!
Yu Jing looked unsurprised, as if he had known about this for a long time, but Yun Xiao and Song Lin looked very surprised.
But after thinking about it again, I almost understand.
It’s similar to Journey to the West. Those who are killed are always little demons who have no backing. For big demons like Thunder Mountain God who are related to the Heavenly Master, as long as they don’t go too far, they will basically turn a blind eye.
This is always the case in the world.
If it weren't for the fear that Thunder Mountain God would collude with overseas monsters to rebel, I'm afraid no one would have investigated it until now.
Soon, everyone entered the inner city.
There is a huge palace in the inner city.
The interior of the palace is a place large enough to accommodate ten thousand people.
Song Lin found that most of them were demons, and there were also a few humans dressed as Taoist priests, including Zhang Jingyun and Yu Zhen.
At this time, all the demons stood up.
Wow!
The black mist gathered, forming the image of an old man dressed in black.
The old man had a goatee and kind eyes.
"Welcome everyone to attend my birthday. Before that, I will prepare a big dish for you."
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(It feels like everyone hasn’t talked much lately. Is there no plot?)