The time for death is coming soon.

What Dingshen conferred was the League of Power. The League of Power was not something the temple master was qualified to grant, but a higher-level jungle.

So Song Lin still has to go to the jungle.

Fly to Taoist Temple.

Arrive at the Guanzhu Hall.

Under the altar, the temple owner lit incense and looked much better, with a rosy complexion, as if the weakness that day was just a pretense.

Song Lin couldn't help but feel wary, this guy was really insidious.

Jiuyou raised his head and said with a smile: "Are you going to be buried? Just in time, help me take two people with me."

There were two people standing on both sides of the altar. I thought they were Taoist boys, but at first glance they turned out to be acquaintances.

The pale and gloomy corpse Yinhua, and the tall Wang Ziye.

When the two saw Song Lin, they immediately bowed and saluted.

"Meet Taoist Song."

"After the enshrinement ceremony, there is a Five Thunder Celestial Masters Association. In theory, only Dingshen can participate. However, there are two places in the Taoist temple. You can take them to see the world."

"OK."

Song Lin did not reject it. He had no grudges with these two people.

Judging from the attitudes of these two people, they still respect themselves as a strong man.

"You guys can leave soon, don't waste time."

Song Lin took the two of them back to the patrol house.

Wang Ziye on the side looked at the grass-headed god with his eyes shining.

"Brother Dao is so talented. He actually thought of training the eagle dog and rampant soldiers together. It is indeed much stronger than the previous fire crow soldiers."

Prince Ye was known as a genius because he was good at making military commanders. Now that he saw an expert, he realized that he was inferior to him.
Chapter completed!