The man at his feet looks exactly like me, so what is he if he's not dead?
Songlin induction panel.
Name: Song Lin.
Category: ghost
Realm: None
Dao Xing: None
Supernatural Power: Dream Enlightenment
This time it is a new body, and it does not inherit the Tao of the real world. It seems that the arrival of the soul has different ways of expression.
At the same time, the memory of this illusory body of cause and effect emerged.
He must have been called Song Lin originally, needless to say.
Song Lin's parents died when he was young, and several of his brothers and sisters starved to death in the famine, leaving him and his sister Liu Niang to depend on each other.
The two lived in a small village at the foot of Dongshan Mountain and made a living by hunting.
Yesterday, Song Lin went hunting in the mountains. He saw foxes beating gongs, weasels beating drums, jackals carrying sedans, and tigers guarding them. He knew that this was the legendary Dongshan old man patrolling the mountain.
According to the secret method taught by the old hunter, he smeared his face with mud and covered his eyes with leaves to get through.
Unexpectedly, the noise alerted the ghosts and gods. In a panic, they fell down the cliff.
Liu Niang wiped her tears. She was not very old, and her skin looked a little dark and rough because she had been doing farm work all year round.
The brother and sister have been dependent on each other since they were young. She was going to get married next month, and the fifth brother went to the mountains to get some furs for his dowry, but he didn't expect that he would be separated forever.
"Liu Niang, don't cry. Let's make arrangements for Fifth Brother's funeral first. I'll find someone to build a good coffin. Fifth Brother has suffered all his life so that he can die in a dignified manner."
The man behind him, wearing linen clothes and with a simple face, is Liu Niang's fiancé Zhou Da.
A few days later, Song Lin's body was buried.
"No, if this continues, I will be completely dead in seven days!" Song Lin then remembered.
Not everyone can become a ghost. If they are not buried in a very gloomy place, or if they are full of resentment before death, the soul after death usually disappears naturally in about seven days.
If we don't hurry up, the world will fail.
At night, Song Lin suddenly appeared in Liu Niang's sleep.
"Fifth brother!"
"Liu Niang, listen to me. Fifth brother is not dead yet. Remember, when you wake up later, you can find someone to carve a statue of me out of wood.
Offer incense and worship at the beginning and end of every month. After seven years, dig out the bones, shave off the flesh and put them in a jar, and then you can see me again."
After saying this, Song Lin disappeared.
Ordinary ghosts cannot hold on to dreams that last too long, nor can they affect reality.
"I hope she believes it."
After doing this, Song Lin's consciousness became blurred and he gradually fell into a deep sleep.
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In the real world, Song Lin suddenly woke up.
Now entering the story world, it is already in a state of chaos.
What I just taught Liu Niang was the method of refining ghosts. Since there is no extremely yin place, it took a long time.
"The flow rate of time is one to six months. Seven years is fourteen days, about half a month. Forget it, let's improve our strength first."
Name: Song Lin
Realm: Qi refining stage
Daoxing:Twenty-four years (10/2000)
Supernatural powers: [Xiu Yue Great Witch] "Xiu Yue Dao Technique", "Laoshan Five Techniques", "Guangchengzi Qigong", "Taiyin Secret Technique", Taiping Xuanke Cleansing and Refining True Qi Technique, Yinhun Origami Technique, and Simple Yellow and White Technique.
I have twenty-four years of experience, and I will definitely not be able to improve in a short period of time.
The progress of Qi refining is 1/200. You can start from this aspect. Taiyin Yuehua Zhenqi has a significant effect on improving spells.
Thinking of this, Song Lin took out the Qiankun cloth bag and poured out a lot of debris.
Behind him, the mist filled the air, and two or three paper figures appeared. The alchemy furnace automatically started a fire. Song Lin put the materials into the alchemy furnace and began to refine the Feather Pill.
The Feathering Pill is a low-grade elixir. With hundreds of years of experience, he can practice this pill almost perfectly.
After the effectiveness of the Feathering Pill wears off, Song Lin will look for a recipe for the next more powerful pill.
Three days later, accompanied by a burst of strange fragrance, five Feather Pills were refined.
During this period, Song Lin also took a month off from the Taoist temple, using the excuse to go outside to look for opportunities to practice Qi.
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official way.
The sound of horses' hoofbeats was rapid, and there was smoke and dust all the way.
Cars came and went on the official roads, and the tea stalls at the roadside inns were filled with merchants.
The scorching sun makes people sweat profusely, so it’s perfect to drink summer-relieving herbal tea at this time.
Tap tap tap!
An eight-foot black horse stopped outside the inn, and everyone's eyes lit up.
What a handsome horse!
A young man came down from the horse and was wearing a green suit, but his hands and waist were empty.
The businessmen here are very good at recruiting. Looking at their appearance, it is 100% certain that they are experts with one or two special skills. Otherwise, they would not dare to show off in a place where bandits are so rampant.
"Shopkeeper, here's a bowl of signature herbal tea." Song Lin glanced at the busy stall and threw out a tael of silver, "Set me a separate table!"
"Great!" The old tea-maker's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw the silver.
Song Lin sat down and took a sip of herbal tea. It was slightly bitter in the mouth and sweet and fragrant in the back.
This is the junction of Shanyin County and Huling Mountains. He plans to go to Hushan to practice Buddhism.
Cultivation in Taoist temples is too conspicuous, and no one will have refined Qi as soon as they come out of retreat.
Refining qi is a hard work, and you often travel to famous mountains and rivers to get enough materials for refining qi.
Even if you find it, it may not be enough, so you still have to run around.
The people next to me were chatting in twos and threes.
"Smallpox has occurred again recently."
"What?"
Everyone was shocked.
Once smallpox spreads, it will be a human tragedy.
But why don't they know about such a big thing?
"But it's strange to say that smallpox does not affect adults today, but only affects children. Many children in our town have died young."
"Won't the government issue an announcement? Where are the Taoist monks? With them here, the plague should disappear soon."
"Don't worry, there are experts who have stopped the smallpox." The fat and big-eared businessman said mysteriously.
After saying this, everyone felt relieved.
His companion rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "You guy... I'm just saying, for a Taoist priest who has mystical knowledge, what is a mere plague?"
"Hey, you are wrong. He is not a Taoist priest of Xuanke or a Taoist sect, but a wandering master who calls himself Yaolong Zhenren and specializes in curing all kinds of diseases. He is currently recruiting disciples in Liuji."
"It turns out to be Master Yaolong. Don't tell me, I had a headache a few days ago. After taking Master Yaolong's talisman water, it will be cured immediately!"
"Huh?" Everyone's words attracted Song Lin's attention.
Wandering Taoist priests? Are there any business-stealers?
He smelled the smell of yin gong.
Yin Kung can also be obtained by cracking down on evil practices and destroying obscene temples.
This Yaolong Zhenren actually opened the door to accept disciples on the territory of Xuankeguan, which is undoubtedly a taboo.
If it's a chivalrous act and a helping hand, Taoist temples usually won't say anything. After all, they are helping themselves to solve their own troubles, and they may even come forward to express their gratitude.
Deliberately making profits like this, or even recruiting disciples to preach, what else is this but poaching and stealing business?
"Speaking of which, I don't have any Yin skills yet, so I'll go check out the situation first..."
Taoist priests perform at least ten yin exercises a year. This is the obligation that Taoist priests should perform while enjoying their privileges.
Song Lin got on his horse and rushed towards Liuji.
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(Note: Xuan Ke Guan is a side sect, not a magic way.)