Chapter 96 The new official takes office, and the grass-headed god appears in the world.
Chapter 96 A new official takes office, and the grass-headed god appears.
Song Lin returned to the Yin Yang Dharma Altar, packed his things and prepared to leave. After thinking about it, he decided not to take away the team here.
People like Yin Yang Dharma Altar are simply not qualified to be Taoist priests who patrol the dormitories.
Patrol Taoist priests need to patrol in shifts to protect the peace inside and outside the Taoist temple. Sometimes they need to deal with evil ghosts and monsters, so they must be people with strong cultivation.
Song Lin walked out of the door, and along the way, people around him looked at him with awe and surprise, and some people came up to say hello, trying to seem familiar.
"Taoist Song!"
"Hello, Mr. Song!"
"Long time no see, Taoist Master Song!"
As the only first-grade holder of the Emperor's Liquid Essence Qi in the Taoist temple, his story of fortune has been praised by others, and he has become the object of worship for Taoist priests in the sect. He is even praised as the first genius since the Taoist temple was established.
Song Lin ignored everyone and just nodded slightly in response to the other party's greeting.
"How to be friendly!"
Suddenly, a fat Taoist priest appeared in front of him.
The fat Taoist priest is not as scary and disgusting as Wu Ji. He is fat and white, giving people a sense of simplicity.
"Fellow Taoist Lin Yang."
Song Lin greeted with a smile.
This Lin Yang should be one of the few Taoist priests in the Taoist temple who has a good relationship with him.
"Are you back? What position do you hold this time?"
"Deacon, what about you?"
Judging from the high-spirited look on this guy, he must be in for something happy.
"Zhike Deacon."
Under Sandu are the eight major deacons, and Zhike Deacon is also one of them.
The previous deacon was Dao Wen, who belonged to Zi Yuan's faction. Now that he has died, Lin Yang will fill the vacancy.
Xuanke Temple is also one of the top five Taoist temples in the Meishan Jungle. The lowest of the eight masters of the three capitals is the one with the highest level of concentration.
Now that the Taoist temple's vitality is severely damaged, Lin Yang, who is practicing Qi, has become a deacon.
"Where are you going?" Lin Yang asked.
"The Metropolitan Administration."
"We happen to be on the same road, let's go together."
The two of them chatted while walking, talking about the changes after Song Lin left for more than a year.
After the death of official Lu Qingshan, he was succeeded by Prince Ye, a disciple of Taoist Master Taixuan and one of the original Three Heroes.
Shi Yinhua succeeded Wu Ji as the deacon of the warehouse. The Du Gong Yuan was held by You Yun, a female disciple of Jiu You. The Du Gong Yuan was held by Lin Qing, the former deacon of the manor, who was also Lin Yang's father.
"So that's it. Brother Dao has a strong backstage. I'm very envious of you." Song Lin joked.
"Haha, you envy me? I envy you. How many people in the world want something but can't get it?"
"Where's Chiyang?" Song Lin asked.
"This kid is completely useless. The last time Ziyuan rebelled, he didn't do anything without any problems. Now he is burning the boiler in the alchemy room."
The one who is doing the best right now and has the brightest future is Song Lin.
Although he is also a deacon, the inspection deacon is also the most important department. Soon after the seniority is almost the same, he might be able to become a third capital.
Song Lin came to the Metropolitan Administration Court and asked Youyun for a piece of information.
He said to the steward next to him: "Inform all the people patrolling the dormitory to gather at the main hall."
"Yes, sir."
They are called adults according to their positions, and they are called Taoist priests according to their seniority and cultivation level.
After a while, Wu Yangyang and his group arrived in front of the Metropolitan Administration Court.
There were only three people present at the patrol house. There were three stewards, the external patrol and the internal patrol, as well as a logistics Taoist priest.
"Internal Taoist priest Li Hu and external Taoist priest Zheng Yang pay their respects to you." The two middle-aged men bowed their hands.
Li Hu looks smart and tall; Zhengyang looks simple and honest.
"Logistics Taoist priest Song Yijin pays homage to your lord."
"No gift."
These people were not as unruly as they imagined.
"A brief report on the situation."
"There were originally ten Qi-refining Taoist priests in the patrol house. The others followed the traitor Murong Feng and were killed. Now, including our own rampant soldiers, the entire patrol house has a total of 1,200 rampant soldiers."
"How many manpower are needed?" Song Lin asked.
"We are short of three deputies and eight patrol captains. If the patrol captains are not in a hurry, they can be replaced by rampant generals."
"What does a logistics Taoist priest do?" Song Lin asked.
"Logistics was originally used to refine the Nether Fire Crow Soldiers."
Murong Feng's signature is the Fire Crow Soldiers, which can monitor all movements from high places.
Since Murong Feng's death, the Fire Crow Soldiers have also disappeared.
The name of Taoist priest Huo Ya became history.
Song Lin observed everyone's faces and found that their expressions were a little lonely, probably because they did not believe that they could recreate the glory of Xunliao.
Don't believe in yourself?
As the saying goes, there are three things a new official should do when he takes office, so Song Lin immediately gave orders to everyone.
"Song Yijin, you serve as Li Hu's deputy, and I have someone to take charge of the logistics Taoist priest."
"You take me to visit various departments."
He has the right to act cheaply, and he must choose something good or suitable.
The first stop is the manor.
The new manor deacon has been waiting for a long time.
"Master Xunliao, whoever you want, just tell me."
This is a genius favored by viewers, and one cannot afford to offend.
All the Taoist boys lined up in a row, looking forward to it, hoping that they would fly up the branches and become phoenixes.
There are also some Taoist boys with good looks who are posing so that as long as Song Lin is willing, they can climb into his bed that night.
Song Lin shook his head, not satisfied with anything.
They don't have that fire in front of them, that desire to seek truth.
I have hundreds of years of experience in the story world, and I can see clearly the reality of these people at a glance.
Song Lin stepped forward and randomly selected two.
"You, and you. Li Hu, you are responsible for training them."
Then he returned to the Yin Yang Dharma Altar and brought over Zhou Xuan and other three Taoist boys whom he had met before.
Those people just now were not as good as Zhou Xuan. At least Zhou Xuan was honest and loyal, even though he was a little older.
The five of them are all high-level Taoist boys in the fetal breath stage, and they cannot catch Song Lin's eyes in the induction stage.
Then he went to the alchemy room.
As soon as I passed by, I almost choked on the smoke.
Working in this kind of environment is really difficult for a few years. No wonder it is considered the most dangerous place.
The Taoist boys lined up in a row, each one's eyes burning with flaming desire.
Song Lin was overjoyed, this was the Taoist boy he wanted.
Then he clicked eight in one go.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a person in the corner.
This man was wearing a cloak and his appearance could not be clearly seen.
"Take it off." Song Lin walked up to this person.
The cloak was taken off, and I saw a face covered with abscesses. The abscesses were dripping from time to time. It was extremely disgusting. There were a bunch of bulges under the robe, which should be tumors.
Judging from the body shape and facial features, it should be a woman?
"May I have your name?"
"Lu Qian." Her voice was as clear as a silver bell, completely inconsistent with her appearance.
"Okay, it's just you."
"Thank you, sir." The body under the cloak trembled, and then he knelt down and kowtowed, "Sir, can you also accept the villain's younger brother? His name is Lu Xiang."
The woman pointed at the short man next to her.
"Can."
"Sir, let's try another one. This girl is going to die. She's unlucky." The pot-bellied steward said with a smile.
The look on the steward's face should be that he made the woman look like this,
"Did I let you speak?" Song Lin glanced at him coldly.
The steward was too frightened to speak.
After the manpower recruitment was completed, Song Lin went back to cultivate talents.
Among these people, he values Lu Qian and his two siblings the most.
These two people have a strong desire to survive. Once someone rescues them, they will follow them wholeheartedly.
This is the team Song Lin wants.
Loyalty always comes before qualifications. Besides, the qualifications of these two people are not bad. They are both pregnant and must have been suppressed by others.
There is no need to worry about abscesses and tumors, just use jade crumb rice to nurse them back to health for a period of time.
…
Half a month later.
The Xunliao Hall is located on the edge of the Taoist temple.
In a secret room, an altar stood with candlelight flickering.
puff!
"Edict!!"
As Song Lin recited the incantation and sprayed water on the altar with water from his mouth, a strong wind blew and the candle flame turned green.
A grass-headed god appeared in the fierce wind with a green face and fangs, an eagle on his shoulders, and a black dog at his feet.
Next to Song Lin stood a man and a woman. The woman was Lu Qian from a few days ago. The abscess on her face was much better, leaving only ugly scars.
"This is water-based weapon refining. Do you remember it?"
Lu Qian nodded and said, "I will remember it."
Lu Qian did not relax at all. Song Lin's every move and expression was deeply remembered in her heart, for fear of missing any detail.
This is the hope of turning around, and now it is before our eyes. We must consider whether it is the only opportunity in this life.
"Okay, you practice first."
He is not afraid of the other party leaking secrets. The Taoist temple has special spells to prevent leaks.
Song Lin walked out, used the Seal of the Son of Heaven to summon a thousand grass-headed gods, and summoned Li Hu's people.
"Sir." Li Hu and others came to pay their respects.
"From now on, you will be in charge of these thousand grass-headed gods."
"As commanded."
Looking at these grass-headed gods, Li Hu felt like he had been slapped in the face.
The boss in front of me is much more capable of refining weapons than Murong Feng. This grass-headed god also has eagles and dogs, and he is a rampant soldier, and his function is not a little better than that of the fire crow soldiers.
Song Lin returned to Hidden Sword Villa and prepared to start the next level.
At this time, the jade talisman of the prayer meeting fluctuated again.