Chapter 55 The official Taoist priest, the Big Dipper general!
After the death of Emperor Ming, Emperor Liu Jin came to the throne, who would later become Emperor Zhang of the Han Dynasty.
This time, Song Lin did not change dynasties. This would be too troublesome and would take at least several decades to end.
Instead, he sent monks from the Zhongmiao Sect to control the court, and controlled the Han court through his status as the queen and his relatives.
For example, the one who controls the court now is Dou Xian of the Dou family.
Of course, Song Lin also promised that they only need to control one emperor.
The next emperor will replace them, and after they retire with success, they will be allowed to enter the headquarters to practice, and will be rewarded with elixir skills.
The relative’s identity is kept strictly confidential.
Song Lin realized that these ancient wizards were not simple, and now they no longer resorted to force. Instead, they sneaked into the Central Plains and combined with unknown forces.
Through this group of relatives, maybe we can get them out.
The fight now is not between Song Lin and the royal family, but has extended to the secret confrontation between Xiu Yue and the ancient wizards.
Mirror of Taixu.
After finishing his practice today, Song Lin walked out of the Jade Guilin Forest, stepping on the soft earth under his feet.
"Huh?" Song Lin frowned, lowered his head and grabbed a handful of sand.
The moon was severely weathered, and the soldiers and paper figures were practicing day and night, but they could not stop the progress.
Looking up from the human world, the brightness of the moon is obviously much lower than before.
I don't know when the rampant soldiers appeared behind me.
"Dharma Master, there is really nothing we can do." General Xiang Bing said with a bitter smile.
"It doesn't matter, I'll find some help for you when I go back."
Song Lin planned to go back to show off his cards.
From the eighth year of Taixu Mingjing to the present thirteen years.
Calculated based on the time flow rate of one to thirty days, about sixty days have passed outside.
A few days ago, I seemed to have heard the news that Shi Yinhua, Prince Ye Chiyang and other three heroes had succeeded in breaking through.
Song Lin felt that it was time to show his cards, and officially received the imperial examination and became a Taoist priest.
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real world.
Song Lin switched back to reality. Now he has easily adapted to the discomfort of switching back and forth between the two worlds.
Walking through many corridors, passing the Yunshui Hall, the Library, the Kitchen, the Manor, the Vegetable Garden, and the Alchemy Room.
Taoist boys and Taoist priests came and went, each with a task on their shoulders, and the entire Taoist temple seemed like a tight machine.
After a while, he arrived at Dianzao's mansion, but was told by the Taoist boy that he had gone to the warehouse meeting hall.
"Treasury Chamber? When will he come back?"
"should……"
Wow!
Just as he was talking, a black cloud fell down.
The person who came was none other than Bronze Head, and what fell behind him was a fat man as fat as a ball, with a jade talisman of longevity around his waist.
Seeing this person, Song Lin instantly understood that he was not the original Xiaobai.
"Greetings to Lord Nozo and Lord Wuji."
Wow!
As soon as he finished speaking, Wuji's fat body came to Song Lin nimbly.
His eyes were like deep lakes, and Song Lin suddenly felt a powerful momentum coming towards his face.
"Are you Song Lin? Where were you on the day Wude died?"
"I have been in seclusion since I came back from the ghost market. I didn't meet Master Wude at that time."
"Why are you going to the ghost market?"
"Selling elixirs."
Wuji's tone was aggressive, while Song Lin was neither humble nor overbearing.
There is no way, this is not the story world. If you die, you can start over. If you bump into a Taoist priest here, you don't know how you were killed.
"Brother Taoist, he can indeed make elixirs." Tongshou quickly smoothed things over.
"Oh? You can also make alchemy, and your cultivation level will grow quickly..."
Wuji looked at Song Lin as if he were looking at a plate of fish, "Come on, you have a lot of suspicions, come back with me and come back with me one by one. I suspect you are another Taoist spy."
After saying that, he stretched out his palm and grabbed Song Lin.
Song Lin's pupils shrank and he prepared to hide away.
This person is so unreasonable and wants to arrest people without evidence. It is said that this guy is also Chiyang's master. If he falls into his hands, he will shed a layer of his skin even if he is dead.
At this time, Taoist Tongshou stood in front of Song Lin and said with a smile: "Brother Wuji, this is inappropriate. You have no evidence, how can you arrest people casually?"
"Oh? Do you really want to protect this Taoist boy? Get away!" Wuji raised his figure three feet taller and pushed Tongshou away.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Tongshou Taoist, did he really regard himself as a slave?
I am the deputy of Dianzao and the warehouse, and I am not a Taoist boy who can be beaten and scolded by him.
Wuji's hand as big as a millstone was about to grab Song Lin.
Just when he was about to seize the moment, Song Lin turned into an afterimage on one side of his body, avoiding Wuji's attack.
"Refining Qi?" Taoist Tongshou and Wuji said almost at the same time.
Song Lin's expression was calm, and he looked at Wuji with a little teasing in his eyes:
"Sir, I am practicing Qi now. If you want to arrest me, have you informed the Guanzhu in advance?"
Then I remembered that this is not a story world that relies solely on strength.
This is a well-organized Taoist world.
Wuji can use his position to suppress him, why can't he use his rules to suppress him?
"Beast! You must have killed Wude!"
Wuji felt that he had been ridiculed, and suddenly became furious. Black hair sprouted all over his body, green demonic energy burst out, his pupils turned into vertical ones, and he slapped him down again.
This time, Song Lin did not escape.
The slap stopped less than an inch from the top of the head.
"Master Treasury, we must have real evidence." Tongshou immediately became more confident.
Wu Ji looked at the two of them with hatred, and finally disappeared into a gust of wind, leaving behind a harsh word before leaving.
"Don't let me find evidence."
After Wuji left, the huge bronze head came close to him, his obsidian eyes rolling around.
"When did you become Qi Refiner?"
"Last night, so I came over immediately to tell the Taoist priest."
Song Lin said.
"That's right, that's right. I'll tell the visitor later that you will be in charge of the ceremony tomorrow." Tongshou suddenly thought of something, "Let's go and take you to meet someone."
The bronze head pulled Song Lin onto the dark clouds.
Black clouds rose and flew outside the Taoist temple.
Leaving the bustling Shanyin City, we came to the manor on the outskirts of the city.
Looking at the confused Song Lin, Taoist Tongshou explained: "Go to see a big shot. No matter if you offend Wu Ji or have something to do with Wu De's death, he will protect you."
"why me?"
Song Lin felt a chill in his heart. If he showed his courtesy for nothing, he must have a plan.
"I don't know. Two months ago, that adult specifically asked me to help take care of you." Tongshou was also confused.
"I?"
Song Lin became even more confused.
Could it be that my predecessor was related to some important figure in this Taoist temple?
The manor is very large, with fertile fields and luxurious mansions.
Precious medicinal herbs are grown in the spiritual field not far away.
Looking along the way, there are thousands of slaves and dozens of Taoist boys, which shows the arrogance of the owner of the manor.
The two flew directly into the courtyard wall and landed in the courtyard.
The door of the main hall across the courtyard is open.
The wind is terrible and the soldiers are patrolling fiercely.
Inside are rows of black altars of soldiers and horses with yellow talismans, and the thick green smoke makes it difficult to open one's eyes.
The altar of soldiers and horses is complete in style, and there are actually five groups of soldiers gathered there.
There is a tablet in the center, with couplets on the left and right reading:
The vitality is carried out, and the gods spread the energy.
The king is courteous and the ministers are loyal, and the world is unified.
In the middle is the name of the god: Beidou, the evil and evil general.
There was a person standing in front of the tablet.
Hearing the noise, the man turned around.
This is a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, with a simple blue shirt and soft facial features; different from the grotesque Xuanke Taoist priest, this man looks ordinary like an ordinary teacher.
"Meet Taoist Priest Ziyuan."
Song Lin also followed the bronze head and bowed.
"Get up."
Song Lin raised his head and met a gentle smiling face.
"Friends, we meet again."
Song Lin still couldn't recognize this person.
The Taoist priest smiled and shook his head. He turned his right palm over and a white pill appeared in his palm.