Chapter 177: Conferring the title of Lord of the Land, the Great Refining God General convenes the Dharma Assembly (two-in-one)
The banquet of the gods has been going on for almost twenty years.
Time has no meaning to immortals who live long lives.
For ordinary humans, twenty years is almost half a lifetime.
Looking at the departing figures of the gods, Emperor Yan was thoughtful, and then turned his attention to Song Lin.
Emperor Yan always had a special feeling for this little guy, so he chose Song Lin as his envoy.
There are many immortals in Immortal Danqiu, and some of them are the incarnations of ancient emperors after their death.
Yes, the Emperor of Heaven will die too.
Of course, this kind of death is different from death in the eyes of mortals.
Death is undoubtedly very terrifying for mortals, but for powerful people with profound Taoism, death is just another experience.
The Emperor of Heaven can live as long as he wants, so why not die? Death is just sleeping for a while and then appearing in another form next time.
The strong man can die if he wants to, and live if he wants to live.
Soon, Emperor Yan saw Song Lin below entering the secret realm of the Emperor of Heaven.
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real world.
Song Lin woke up from meditation.
Next time, he will completely deal with Wuzhi Qi and Xiang Liu.
Although these two guys are ancient evil gods, their strength is not as strong as imagined. After all, they have been banished to the mortal world for many years.
If you prepare well in advance, there is actually no pressure to capture these two guys.
Of course, the things in the story will be resolved within the story, and the top priority is to prepare for the conference of gods and generals.
The importance of this conference is self-evident.
Before that, Song Lin had to accept a position.
He had only been in the rank of sixth rank before. It stands to reason that a person with five thunder lanterns should be at least the sixth rank.
Now that he has truly become a disciple, his position must be obtained.
I have been waiting for news from Huo Yun during this period.
I don’t know if this guy left it dry on purpose or if he just couldn’t get away. He didn’t send a message until a few days ago.
Song Lin stood up and did his usual inspection before flying to the jungle.
The deacon of the Taoist temple felt a little strange. Why had the temple owner become more diligent recently? He had not been able to see him for several months before, but now he was inspecting several times a month.
Of course, everyone was rigorous in doing things, so they were not afraid of Song Lin's sudden attack.
After a while, Song Lin came to Meishan Jungle.
Stepping into the jungle again, he found that everyone's eyes on him had changed.
He became full of awe and fear. Even Hua Qing, who had a good relationship with him, this guy just nodded and smiled slightly and did not come up to say hello.
This is the subsequent effect.
No matter how upright your reasons are, some things just get done. No matter how strong you are, you can't stop other people's thoughts.
This incident will remain with me as a stain for a long time.
Therefore, the importance of the Great Refining God General's Dharma Conference is self-evident. It would be much better if he could restore his reputation from Taoism and Dharma.
Inside the jungle, in front of the metropolitan courtyard.
Standing next to Huo Yun, who was dressed in a rich robe, was a sinister-looking man.
"Can Song Lin be eliminated in this Dharma conference?" Huo Yun asked. He didn't mean killing, but eliminating.
After all, it was not a life-or-death duel, and there was no chance of even a physical fight. As long as Song Lin was not made famous, Huo Yun would have plenty of opportunities to slowly deal with this guy.
Once Song Lin becomes famous, even if he is successfully elected, it will be impossible to deal with him openly.
Otherwise, if the higher-ups hold another meeting and invite Song Lin in person, after asking, they will find that this guy Song Lin is dead.
Even if the higher-ups are well aware of the struggle in Taoist temples, it is another matter to show it openly.
"It used to be 100%, but now that Song Lin has formed an elixir, there have been some changes, so let's count it as 80%."
The Weapon Refining Ceremony is not a life and death duel. In terms of his weapon refining skills, Zhao Wuji should be the highest in Meishan Jungle and he has developed many powerful weapons.
Perhaps the controllability is a little worse than Song Lin, but it can be made up for by strength.
"Furthermore..." Zhao Wuji suddenly coughed a few times, looking a little embarrassed, "and our jungle's rampage skills are at least third-rate. There are many masters up there who can treat him, so you don't have to worry about this guy showing off his skills."
After all, even Zhao Wuji himself couldn't.
Having said that, Huo Yun vaguely felt that this boy was not simple, but he couldn't explain why he was not simple.
Maybe he was worrying too much.
After a while, Song Lin flew to the Taoist temple.
"Greetings to the Taoist Master, Lord Jing!"
Song Lin bowed.
"Get up!"
Naturally, Huo Yun didn't have a good look on his face. He walked straight to the altar and quickly accepted the post for Song Lin.
He was appointed as the sixth rank Shanlingguan, waiting for the Youdu Divine General.
As expected by Song Lin, there was no special position.
It's not that Huo Yun is targeting them intentionally, most of the Guanzhu and Taoist positions with real power usually no longer include official certificates granting real power, otherwise the power will be too great.
What are generally called generals, officials, and historians? Most of them have empty posts.
"besides……"
Huo Yun threw over a piece of yellow cloth with the Taoist Master's seal on it. This was a token of recommendation to participate in the Taoist Dharma Assembly.
"Thank you." Song Lin saluted neither humble nor overbearing, neither proud nor arrogant.
For him, some conflicts do not necessarily have to be made public. Venomous snakes never take the initiative to show their fangs. When the enemy reveals his flaws, he will naturally launch a fatal blow.
After receiving the job certificate and tokens, Song Lin prepared to return to the Taoist temple.
As long as you wait less than a month, you can participate in the Divine General Dharma Assembly.
There is still one month left to prepare, and I don’t know what kind of rewards this divine general ceremony will bring.
Song Lin returned to the Taoist temple and continued his practice.
The sun and moon were shining brightly in the secret room, which was caused by the magic power after forming the elixir.
In fact, it is not that complicated. To put it simply, mana is the power of rules. After practicing to a certain extent, visions of heaven and earth will occur. This is actually a manifestation of high mana.
The elixir formation stage is divided into three stages: front, middle and last, and each stage has different transformations.
Therefore, condensing the golden elixir is not the end, but the beginning.
Each stage may take hundreds of years of effort and massive manpower and material resources.
Many people who have reached this stage of cultivation have actually reached their upper limit. Either their potential has been exhausted or their skills are not deep enough.
Some of them are in the stage of refining Qi and calming the mind, and the quality of absorbing the essence of heaven and earth is not high. In this state, there is almost no potential for improvement.
This is why it is required that the quality of the initial Qi must be high.
The higher the level, the higher the limit will be in the future.
While Song Lin was practicing, there was a knock on the door.
"Guanzhu! It's me!"
The voice is like corpse yinhua.
In fact, it is not the door of the secret room that is knocked, but the door outside the main hall, which is then transmitted through a special device.
Song Lin stood up and walked towards the main hall.
Corpse Yinhua didn't go to the Three Treasures Hall without any problem. This guy must have encountered a problem when he came to see him in person. When he walked to the hall, he saw only two people in the dim hall.
One is Shi Yin Hua, and the other is an unknown old man.
This old man's condition seems to be not generally bad.
The fair skin is covered with dark spots and gives people the feeling of dying soon, and the air of death emanates from all over the body.
It was as if a gust of wind could send this guy to hell.
Why did Shi Yinhua bring a half-buried man here?
"This is Temple Master Yunlian." Hearing Shi Yinhua's introduction, Song Lin suddenly smiled.
"Greetings to the Master!" Yun Lian bowed deeply, his attitude seemed very humble.
"Welcome distinguished guests."
About to die? It's a good thing to be about to die. He likes people who come to ask for help with problems the most.
"Come here, bring some tea!"
Song Lin quickly asked his subordinates to bring tea, then turned around and motioned for the two of them to sit down.
"Don't dare, don't dare, the visitor is too polite!" Yun Lian only sat halfway down, looking very reserved.
"That's right. Fellow Taoist is the guest, so you're welcome."
After a few polite exchanges, Yun Lian finally explained his intention.
"It's like this. How many of the three land princes who have been named land princes by the temple master are left?" Yun Lian came here for this reason.
Yunlian is the master of Yunze Temple in nearby Ze County.
Yunze Temple is a small Taoist temple, and the main cultivation level of the temple is the perfection of concentration. Yun Lian lived for 365 years, and he was only a few months away from death.
Hearing Yun Lian's words, Song Lin looked embarrassed and said: "I'm afraid not, yes, there are, but these three positions have already been reserved..."
"Master, I am willing to exchange 50,000 Dharma money for it."
Song Lin made some strange movements, and Corpse Yinhua suddenly stood up and said in an exaggerated tone: "The master of the temple can't do it! If you leave good things to outsiders, wouldn't it chill the hearts of the brothers?"
Song Lin slapped his head: "Yes, we need to pay more!"
"Eighty thousand! Add two more bottles of high-grade Feather Pills. From now on, everyone in Yunze Temple will obey the order of the temple leader, telling us to go east and never to the west!" Temple Master Yunlian gritted his teeth.
There is no way, this is the last chance.
A life span of two hundred years is enough, even if it costs all the money.
Song Lin and Shi Yinhua looked at each other and said with a smile: "In that case, I will reluctantly leave one for my fellow Taoist. When will we start?"
"Thank you, Master, let's start now." Yun Lian said excitedly.
Of course, the sooner the better, since you might die at some point, so you might as well take advantage of it now.
"Okay, Yinhua, let's open the altar!!"
Song Lin handed over the official certificate naming the land ruler to Shi Yinhua.
Disciples outside the door came and went, preparing fruits, incense, candles, yellow cloth, etc. for building the altar.
Song Lin and two others were waiting inside.
"Fellow Taoist, wait a moment." Song Lin was also a little curious about what happened to the position of Lord of the Land. It had never been granted to anyone.
After a while, the incense candles were lit, the gongs, and the three animals were prepared.
Song Lin put on his robe and recited the incantation.
"To offer the boundless saints, incense smoke spreads across the sky. The boundless saints in the heavens, the sun, the moon, and the stars..."
As the incantation was recited, the land certificate emitted light and the pure spirit of the Nine Heavens fell.
The Qingling Qi and the light merged into one, and then gradually solidified, turning into a rectangular piece of jade, a bit like the jade wat used by the emperor.
"Yun Lian, your birthday!" Song Lin shouted softly.
Yun Lian came quickly.
Song Lin formed a sword finger and drew it in the sky. Yun Lian's name and birth date were correspondingly drawn on the wat board.
"Edict!"
Song Lin stretched out his hand and pointed.
The wat board turned into white light and sank into Yunlian's forehead.
"Ahh!!"
Yun Lian was lifted up into the air by an unknown force, and white light spread across every inch of his body.
The white light corrodes flesh, then bones, and eventually dissolves into nothingness.
Flesh and bones are formed out of nothingness.
Yun Lian, who was alive and without any body spots, appeared in front of everyone again.
Song Lin looked at this scene with some familiarity. Isn't this the underground master of Taiyin Refining?
However, Tudigong's life span is shorter than that of underground lords. Any underground lord can live for thousands of years. Tudigong is better than underground lords in that he can move around at will.
Yun Lian looked at his hands and couldn't help but feel excited.
"Okay! It's finally okay! Thank you, the viewer."
"You're welcome. I'll pay you to Yinhua later."
Not only that, Song Lin can even sense the land treasure in Yun Lian's body, and can deprive him of the treasure at any time, so he is not afraid of this kid defaulting on his debt.
No matter what, I have conquered another Taoist temple, which is generally pretty good.
Although it is only a small ticket, there are still four votes.
In the past, the Taoist Master never paid much attention to the following loose votes.
You must know that the three capitals, five masters and eighteen heads account for most of it, but now that Chihai is causing trouble, the Taoist masters pay more attention to it.
"Just don't blame me in the future." Song Lin reminded.
Once the body has completed its transformation, it will continue to improve throughout its life and only retain this state.
An extra two hundred years would deprive it of future potential.
Therefore, Song Lin has never granted it to others in Taoist temples, unless he is really desperate to use it to extend his life.
Besides, he also has the Taiyin Form Refining Technique, but the Taoist priests are all very strong and have never used it.
"Haha, I don't have grand ideals. I will be content to live two hundred more years and enjoy another two hundred years of glory and wealth." Yun Lian was very generous.
Two hundred years is enough for a mortal to reproduce for ten generations. What if there is a precious life-extending medicine in the future?
"That's good."
Yun Lian went down to pay the money under the leadership of Shi Yinhua.
Since becoming the temple's owner, Song Lin has rarely added any personal wealth, and almost all of it has been used to develop the Taoist temple.
The current strength of the Taoist temple is almost the same as that of the Jiuyou era.
There are still five masters of concentration, and the number of Qi-refining Taoist priests has doubled to seventy-five, as well as more than 400 Taoist boys, more than 800 handymen, etc.
Coupled with the invention of the divine-level Taoist soldier Yang Lei, the Taoist temple has regained its vitality.
The main reason is that the time is short. In a few years, when the three Taoist heroes and some old Lianqi break through, Xuanke Temple will be the number one Taoist temple in the jungle.
"I haven't seen this guy Gu Yuchan for a long time." Song Lin thought to himself.
Then he walked to the higher ground in the back mountain.
Boom boom boom!
The sound of roaring waterfalls could be heard not far away.
The hundred-foot waterfall crashed down, and the sunlight slanted down, reflecting the colorful light.
Beside the waterfall are twelve white-robed Taoist priests.
The Taoist priest crossed his legs and vomited, and the sound was like thunder, faintly covering the waterfall.
The Taoist priest with a face like white jade in the middle and an ordinary appearance is even more powerful.
Gu Yuchan opened his eyes and immediately stepped forward to salute when he saw Song Lin.
"Meet the Master!"
Others collected their anger and saluted.
"Meet the viewer!"
"Yes, we have recruited so many people."
"Master, my disciple has broken through to the ninth level of Qi refining, and is only one step away from the cultivation stage."
"I will give you the secret book of Peiyuan period in a moment."
Song Lin was quite satisfied.
The Thunder Department's cultivation led by Gu Yuchan has achieved good results. They all practice cultivation, focusing on sword thunder, palm thunder and other thunder methods.
Maybe a new dharma lineage will be formed in the future.
At least the skills up to pill formation can be guaranteed.
After that, it depends on Gu Yuchan’s talent.
In less than a year, Gu Yuchan had reached the ninth level of Qi Refining. Although he had accumulated some experience in the past, his talent was clearly high.
After a while, maybe he will reach the ninth level of Peiyuan.
The Peiyuan period corresponds to the Dingshen period, which represents the change of true temperament.
After instructing everyone, Song Lin continued to go back to retreat.
Not long after, four months after Fengtai surrendered to the dragon, the Great Refining God General's Dharma Ceremony began.