Chapter 63: At the age of eighteen, the end of his life
This question was too profound, so Song Lin automatically ignored it.
He opened the Taiyin Golden Eyes, and his pupils turned light blue.
Everything around him was clearly visible, including the ubiquitous essence of heaven and earth, as well as the yin energy wafting from the altar of soldiers and horses not far away.
With the help of moonlight, Song Lin can see further. Although it is not as exaggerated as the Taixu Mirror illuminating the world, it is far better than the bat night light method.
The Taiyin Golden Eyes squeezed out the Bat Ye Ming Spell, and there will never be this flawed spell again.
Next, Song Lin tried the Taiyin Falling Soul Fence and the Moonlight Glazed Body.
They are all very powerful supernatural powers.
Song Lin organized all the magic spells in this world, including the water-turning-fire magic spell, the goddess's city-breaking technique, the grain-threshing technique, and the invisible concealment technique into the "Cultivation Moon Dao Technique". As for the three magical powers, they were integrated under the blessing of the Xiuyue Great Witch.
middle.
The upper limit of the story world is limited by your own essence and blood, and it won't be much higher.
It's not that Song Lin hasn't found other spells in recent years, but most of them are not suitable for him, or they are duplicates of the spells he has learned.
After sorting everything out, Song Lin entered into deep meditation.
At this stage of his life, there is almost no need to sleep anymore. Just meditating for an hour is enough to compare with a night's sleep.
The next day.
The rising sun rises in the east and the morning fog gradually disperses.
In the rockery pavilion in the back garden, Song Lin looked at the carp at the bottom of the lake and ate sweet-scented osmanthus cake happily.
Not far away, I could faintly hear the sounds of tenant farmers working, and the crowing of farmhouse chickens and dogs.
The paper man held a broom and swept the fallen leaves.
"Hey...that's great." Song Lin sighed contentedly.
I have my own farm and a slow-paced life, which I couldn't enjoy as a Taoist boy before.
Housekeeper Liu outside Zhuangzi repeatedly recommended children from surrounding farmers to come in as servants, but Song Lin rejected them all.
He doesn't like outsiders. Even if the Taoist temple has secret methods to make servants obey, there will inevitably be moments of oversight.
Thump!
A paper crane folded with yellow talismans flew from a distance and stopped in front of Song Lin.
"Um?"
Song Lin grabbed the paper crane and took it apart. Inside was the blood-red main seal of Dutian Dafa, and a line of information underneath.
"A feast to stop flooding? Are all the Taoist priests going?"
Dajiao is different from ordinary Taoist exercises. The exercises are done by one person or a few more people. Dajiao is a large-scale event and involves all Taoist priests.
This gave Song Lin a sense of crisis.
The Great Jiao is not just a ceremony like the one on Earth. Most of them require the use of force, especially when it is stamped with the seal of the temple master.
It must be a major event that has not happened in decades.
Thinking of this, Song Lin wanted to find Zi Yuan to find out the situation.
However, before that...
Song Lin took out the Rampant Soldier Tiger Talisman.
Wow!
The body flew out of the suburbs of the city and came to the mountains.
"Receive the Dharma soldiers and teach me the court!" Song Lin pinched his sword and chanted the curse.
Wow!
The wind howls and ghosts and owls scream.
The dark flags of rampant soldiers stretched endlessly.
"Meet the General!"
Ten powerful captains held their fists and saluted.
"Get up, everyone, search the mountain."
The 10,000-strong troops searched the mountain with overwhelming force.
The relationship between reality and the world is projection. Real objects can be projected into the story world and will not affect reality when used.
Song Lin often takes pills in the story world and then takes them once in reality.
So using rampant soldiers now is not considered the second time.
Song Lin kept a high profile, fearing that others would not know that he was searching mountains.
Not far away, a dark cloud flew over, and a black-robed Taoist priest led two teams of soldiers, one black and one white.
This is a Taoist priest who patrols the settlement.
When the Taoist priest asked, he knew it was Taoist Master Ziyuan's ghost soldiers. He didn't even ask the reason and immediately took the people back.
Song Lin flew in the air and continued to direct his troops to sweep away.
Wherever they went, whether they were lonely ghosts or ferocious beasts, wherever the rampant soldiers went, they were all turned into bones.
During this period, a lot of medicinal materials and ores were harvested.
There were also some medicine-gathering boys who looked up at themselves with envy.
It has to be said that no matter how powerful it is, the power of Xuanke Guan is much higher than that of other Guan.
"Taoist Priest Ziyuan has tens of thousands of soldiers, while Master Jiuyou must not have hundreds of thousands."
Rampant soldiers have no lifespan, so long as they keep offering sacrifices.
After hundreds of years of accumulation, there may be millions.
This is not an exaggeration. Song Lin read myths and stories, and those heavenly kings can turn into millions of heavenly soldiers with a wave of their hands, and one gai is equal to one trillion billion.
After a round of sweeps, we have harvested a lot, and there are probably more than a dozen materials for Daogong.
After staying up for about five hours, Song Lin headed back home.
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Beizhuang Lingdian.
"What? No gain?"
In the gloomy hall, more than twenty dog-headed Taoist priests stood behind Taoist Priest Ziyuan.
"Hey, I found nothing. Maybe I was cheated."
"Haha, I'm too young to be angry. The news about the ghost market is true and false. How can there be so many opportunities?"
Taoist Ziyuan threw down a mica pill and said casually: "The flood-control festival will be held in the middle of next month. Please prepare in advance."
“What is the Great Jiao to Stop Flooding?”
"A group of demons will come to Shanyin County soon. There are quite a lot of them. The temple master will also take action when the time comes. The magic has no eyes, so be careful."
"Does the viewer need to take action?"
The master of the temple is an expert in elixir formation. If he takes action, the situation will be really dangerous.
"Taoist Master, will you also take action?"
"Of course, I have to take action." Taoist Priest Ziyuan smiled strangely, but Song Lin didn't notice it. "You go back first, I still have to train my troops."
"Okay, I'll take my leave first."
…
Dilong Villa, a secret practice room.
The dark secret room was dark, except for Song Lin's dim gaze.
"Time waits not for us, let's open up another realm."
The previous world was opened in the late stage of fetal breath.
Now is the Qi refining period, so the world level should be a little higher.
Thinking of this, Song Lin opened his palm and squeezed out a little blood essence.
The essence and blood are turned into runes.
Three big characters appeared in the void: Emperor of the Tanmiao.
【White hair and red heart, chanting dreams of Hunan and wandering around China】
【World】:Tanmiao Emperor
[Thirty-Six Heavens]: Spiritual Illusion World
[Flow of time]: one to six months.
【Advent】:Soul
[Type]: Lingnan myths, Sanxiang myths, medieval myths, folk myths.
[System]: Folk God System, Panhu God System.
【Causal Ring】: None.
Wow!
Song Lin opened his eyes and saw that his figure was illusory, floating in the void, and an identical corpse lay underneath.
"Fifth brother! Fifth brother! You don't want to die!"