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Chapter 68 Continue to expand, Dongshan Shiweng!

Name: Song Lin, Dongshan Hunting Lord.

Category: ghosts and gods

Realm: team position Yin Cao

Daoxing: seven years

Supernatural power: dream enquiry, bamboo hexagram question.

There is an additional title of Dongshan Hunting Lord. Of course, this is the correct name given by the believers.

The realm has become a team job.

"Team member Yin Cao?" Song Lin was a little confused, and a line of notes appeared at the bottom of the catalog of ghosts and monsters.

From low to high, the levels of Yincao are divided into: team position, garrison position, song position, ministry position, school position, capital position and general position.

Corresponds to secular captains and village chiefs.

Determined based on the number of followers of ghosts and gods and the area of ​​jurisdiction.

Song Lin did not completely win the approval of the whole village. His jurisdiction was less than one-tenth of the village, and he had only a dozen followers. At most, he could be called a team member.

"I see."

There are about 500 people in Dongshanhou Village. If they are all captured, they should be promoted to garrison posts.

Song Lin looked at his body, and his illusory body became more condensed.

He opened his right palm, and a ball of white light appeared in his palm.

This is the magic power of ghosts and gods.

The territory and believers determine the upper limit of mana, and the number of incense burners and the number of people determine the speed of strength growth and mana recovery speed.

The way of incense, ghosts and gods absorbs things like people's thoughts and beliefs.

This is completely inconsistent with real practice, which makes Song Lin a little anxious. This world does not seem very useful.

"Perhaps we can practice the art of rampant warfare?"

Song Lin thought to himself.

The secret skill of Xuan Ke Guan is the method of controlling rampant soldiers. If you want to climb up quickly, you must be proficient in using the art of rampant soldiers.

Thinking of this, Song Lin determined his goal.

His magical powers include the art of Zhu Guawen.

Song Lin did a simple experiment and probably used bamboo divination to calculate the direction of the object in his mind.

He condensed two bamboo hexagrams with his thoughts. The hexagrams are in the shape of a crescent moon, and each hexagram has a yin and a yang.

Throw two bamboo hexagrams into the air. The two hexagrams form a "winning cup" with one yin and one yang. The spell is completed. The direction pointed by the tip of the hexagram is the direction of the object in your mind.

This method is generally used to find lost things. According to Song Lin's current mana, he can use it about ten times a day.

"It's just right for hunting." Song Lin thought to himself.

With this magical power, believers and territory expanded rapidly.

In the evening, Song Lin entrusted a dream to Liu Niang and his wife.

"Liu Niang, I have entrusted a dream to the village chief. Tomorrow Zhou Da will go to the temple to perform the temple ceremony, and you will be the divination master."

After giving instructions to the two of them, Song Lin exited the dreamland.

The next day, the temple had two more managers.

The village chief carried a bow and arrows and a clip on his back and walked into the temple to burn a stick of incense.

"Liu Niang, tell me a fortune. I hope there will be a good harvest today!"

Liu Niang took the bamboo hexagram and threw it into the air.

"Shengbei, southeast. Third uncle, you can just hunt in the southeast."

The others looked surprised and followed suit by offering incense and seeking hexagrams.

In the evening, most of the people who went into the mountains to hunt had a bumper harvest.

The man killed at most eight muntjacs and two wild boars.

In the past, I couldn't get so much in a month, but now I can get so much in one day.

"Awesome!!"

“It’s really useful!”

"Why didn't I hit it?"

There were also people who prayed but failed to catch prey. This was Song Lin's deliberate act. He could not respond to the believers' requests, but specially selected a few sincere ones so that others would think they were not sincere and worship with all their strength.

There is tension and relaxation, which is the long-lasting way.

"You were not sincere then! When I sell the goods, I will definitely come and pay for the incense."

After that, Wulang Temple had a lot of incense money, 90% of which was used for charity and temple construction, and the other 10% was left to the temple to keep.

Soon, less than half a month.

Song Lin completely occupied Dongshanhou Village, and 500 people became believers and were officially promoted to the rank of garrison.

There is an additional cold disease technique, which can make people infected with wind chill or other minor diseases.

In addition, you can use real objects.

This greatly increased Song Lin's strength, which meant that real magic weapons and rampant soldiers could be put to use.

And the stronger you are, the more realistic Taoism you can practice.

A few more months passed.

A total of more than a thousand people from the three villages of Dongshan Nancun, Dongcun and Xicun also joined in the ceremony.

At this point, the entire sunny side of Dongshan is unified.

There are now four branch temples, and Song Lin can go to any territory anytime, anywhere.

In the Houcun Temple, Song Lin is suspended above the statue.

His soul became much more solidified.

Except for the fact that his cultivation level cannot be brought, he can use magic powers and various weapons.

"The expansion is faster than I imagined, and the cause and effect has increased by one percent," Song Lin thought to himself.

It seems that the cause and effect of this world is constantly expanding to become the most powerful god.

What he didn't know was that in this era when hundreds of gods grew barbarically, most gods used threats to gain faith.

Ghosts and gods like Song Lin who are closely related to the interests of the people and are willing to use their magic power to bring benefits to the people are the kind that are sought after by everyone.

If the place hadn't been too remote and the transportation was inconvenient, the news would have spread to all the hunters who depended on Dongshan in an instant.

Wow!

At this time, a dark wind blew.

Two rampant soldiers appeared in the temple.

"Report!"

"explain!"

"My subordinates have identified all the gods in Dongshan County. The largest god in Dongshan is named General Shanli, who controls the Tanshui Basin and is headquartered in Xitan County; the water gods in Dongshan County include Luo Niang, the Bronze God; and the forest god Kuzhu Langjun,

There are lay people with sacred trees on the mountain and stone men on the east mountain."

"Are there so many gods..."

Dongshan Shiweng belongs to the category of evil gods, and he has a grudge against himself.

If he wants to unify the Orions in Dongshan, this person must be his most powerful obstacle.

Thinking of this, Song Lin said to General Rampant: "You lead the Rampant soldiers to practice day and night. I will ask the Eight Great Temples in Meng to select two disciples for each of them to practice."

The next day, Song Lin told the temple to accept disciples and informed him about the teaching of immortality.

Later, he passed down the Laoshan magic, especially Zhuyou skills such as the method to stop bleeding and stop diseases.

However, spells are not something that can be learned in one go. More importantly, you have to rely on yourself.

The spread of Dongshan hunting masters also spread to the mountains.

Dark and damp cave interior.

There is a large oval stone.

The big stone has dark red spots that look like blood stains, and the stone is covered with a red cloth.

There were foxes, weasels, tigers, and jackals lying nearby, trembling and afraid to raise their heads.

Wow!

The dark wind howled, the black mist gathered into a human shape, and an old and deep voice came.

"Who is Dongshan Hunting Lord? Who is he?"

The tiger next to him said something human: "Sir, it seems that he is some kind of Wulang. He fell to death while hunting in Dongshan. After his death, he was worshiped as a god."

"Haha, he turned out to be a waste! Instruct all the monsters to attack the hunting temple on a full moon night, and let the people in the village eat whatever they want. Let them see who is in charge in Dongshan!!"

"Okay! Long live!!"

In an instant, the demons were dancing wildly.


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